"Clare, Priscilla, Riful, Isley."
Aburame Shikuro studied the list Natsuhoshi had copied into her notebook and committed it to memory.
They had just learned this information through a Den Den Mushi, and she had written it down for easy reference.
As for the source of this list of future figures—
There was no need to think about it. It had undoubtedly been obtained through some means of Future Sight.
It could have been the leader of the An Ning Church, the head of the Ubuyashiki Family, or perhaps the Great Toad Sage of Mount Myōboku.
In any case, the World Government was no longer lacking in such abilities, so he was not surprised.
At this moment, their Hidden Mist Village squad had followed the Seven Swords to the border between Alphonse of the Northern Lands and Toulouse of the Central Lands.
Though there was still some snow visible here, the biting cold wind was gone.
The sunlight was bright and brilliant as well, lifting their spirits considerably.
Helen among the Seven Swords felt this most keenly.
"Yahoo!"
"It's been so long since I last saw blue skies and green earth!"
"I'm so sick of seeing nothing but a world of white no matter where I look!"
Helen cheered loudly in high spirits.
Her personality was the most cheerful of the seven; calling her carefree would not have been an exaggeration.
But she was far from weak. Seven years ago, she had been No. 22. Her innate trait was the attack type, her special ability was limb extension, and the sword technique she excelled at was the Spiral Sword.
Limb extension meant exactly what it sounded like. She could freely lengthen her arms and legs.
Not by dislocating her bones, but through elastic expansion and contraction, like a rubber person.
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