The Death Warriors of the Botswa Tribe

Two days later, Oboro's team was finally formed.

In the square in front of the Fills Family palace, Oboro and the other five people were already ready, and even his private spaceship was parked to the side.

Now... only one last guy is missing, Hisoka.

"Too slow..."

Long glanced at his phone, his brows furrowed.

Their subordinates are helping them take inventory of some tools and supplies.

In addition, Oboro also needs to use the power of the underworld to build a small base near the border crossing of East Gorteau to communicate with the outside world, since the group cannot bring any technological items into East Gorteau.

Including mobile phones.

Of the six of them, two were Nen user employed by a yakuza family, and were chosen by Oboro as having Nen that were more practical.

Pick the tallest among the short ones.

In terms of pure strength, he is far inferior to Mondel, the current captain of the Fills Family's security force.

The other three are a hacker named Dama, a bespectacled girl who looks like a top student... she's only seventeen years old this year.

She is introverted and rather timid. She is responsible for intelligence gathering and transmission, mainly contacting the Association and trying to find information and materials related to the Botswa Tribe before entering the country.

I joined against my will for the money...

Another one is in logistics, with extensive experience in wilderness exploration, and is also a doctor named Pingsen. He looks like a mercenary and is very capable.

The last one, Dangrui, plays a crucial role in the team. He has been to the East Gorteau Republic and has some understanding of the situation inside this small country. He is also a professional in the field of environment and natural climate, and was once a tour guide. He is knowledgeable about some tribal cultures and languages, and is quite erudite.

A fully equipped squad still needs a lot of talent...

For long-term missions and journeys, the most crucial thing is still being Gourmet Hunter... people always need to eat.

Due to time constraints, Oboro couldn't ask for too much.

At this moment, a black sedan finally arrived and stopped in front of them.

The car door opened, Hisoka slowly stepped out.

Their gazes naturally fell on Long, who was dressed in a sharp suit, and their eyes met.

"Haven't seen you for a long time."

Hisoka smiled.

Although several years have passed... there is no sense of estrangement between the two. In fact, Oboro does not feel that she has been separated from Hisoka for too long, and time has passed too quickly.

However, the aura and feeling that Hisoka exudes... especially his eyes.

Oboro was certain... aside from getting older, this guy... had gotten even crazier.

Even knowing his background, he still couldn't bring himself to like him.

He didn't know what Hisoka had been through these past few years, nor was he interested...

"They're gone."

With a blank expression, Long pointed to the spaceship parked to the side, turned around, and stepped onto the long ladder first.

"It seems... not much has changed... except... the smell..."

Hisoka narrowed his eyes, a suppressed excitement hidden in his gaze, and murmured in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Then, the seven people entered the cabin one by one, and the spaceship slowly took off, heading towards its destination East Gorteau Republic.

Leave the Republic of Padokea.

This private spaceship is a small vessel with limited interior space, but it is still decorated very luxuriously.

Dama and his team quickly got to work, discussing the mission's unfolding and details in a separate living room inside the cabin, not daring to slack off.

Their client this time is a gangster boss... the pay is substantial, and if they mess it up, the consequences could be dire.

Oboro and Hisoka entered the restaurant one after the other.

I found a table and sat down.

Maids served them juice.

"You've become Hunter x Hunter in the Association?" Hisoka chuckled.

"Um."

Long nodded.

"Is that place... interesting?"

Hisoka was implying something.

"It's alright... There are many strong individuals... If you're interested, you can join..."

He said in a low voice.

"Given your personality, you wouldn't easily ask me for help, so... this mission, even you might die... taking such a huge risk and mobilizing so many people means... if you succeed, the reward you receive will be very generous! What... is the reward?"

"Even I don't know..."

Long looked directly into his eyes with a calm and composed expression.

"You can't fool me... In this world, the only thing that can motivate you to pursue something is power... blind, crazy... just like when you were training day and night in Graham's park..."

Hisoka spoke slowly.

"You knew and you still dared to come...?"

Long's face remained indifferent.

"I'm... afraid you'll die... After all, you can only die by my hand..."

"Don't be naive... You have absolutely no chance of winning right now."

His eyes were cold and desolate.

"Hehe..."

It's so familiar...

Hisoka's expression was playful... This was the Oboro he knew.

He had stayed at the Fills Family's residence for a few days and learned about Oboro's deeds over the past few years, especially during the Heavens Arena period... From Fills Lily's description, Oboro seemed to be a warm-hearted person.

But in Graham, at the Moritonio Circus ... Oboro always maintained a distance, highly tense, and exceptionally cold demeanor. Why?... Because Oboro felt a sense of oppression, a pressure that seemed to threaten his life, hovering over him, ready to strike at any moment!

That kind of pressure was something even Hisoka, an outsider, could clearly feel...

It is exactly the same as the obscurity before my eyes.

Cold-blooded and ruthless...

This is his true nature.

No matter how you try to disguise it, you can't change it...

This also shows how dangerous this mission was.

While the two were talking, Dama walked in carrying a computer and looked at Long nervously. "Captain... all the procedures with the Association have been completed. We can enter the country directly after landing. In addition, I also found some information... it's footage that a TV station inside the East Gorteau Republic has deleted. There's only one clip, and they didn't clean up the backup properly."

Long had instructed the others to call him captain, not boss.

Then, the other four members of the group also entered the restaurant.

The video on the screen began to play.

It was a group of soldiers from East Gorteau who, in a mountain forest, were shooting and killing a large number of the Botswa Tribe people... The scene was extremely horrific.

The person filming the footage was clearly a war correspondent from a television station; the video was very short, only a dozen seconds long.

Before I could take a closer look, the video abruptly stopped and the screen went black.

What is that?

Beside him, Nen user Kaji seemed to have noticed something and exclaimed in surprise.

Long had already raised his hand and pressed the play button again, then dragged the video to the last second and paused it.

In front of the camera, a blurry figure leaps forward and freezes in mid-air.

Judging from their clothes and attire, they should be members of the Botswa Tribe.

The problem is, this blurry figure... is clearly dead.

Even its head was gone... and some of its organs were flung out of its abdomen.

How could a dead man unleash such speed and power? Oboro looked at Dangrui.

The latter immediately said, "East Gorteau is a dictatorship. The operation of this system is to satisfy the monarch's selfish desires. Common people can only be oppressed and exploited. When I went to East Gorteau before, I heard that the monarch at that time forced a large number of people to become free laborers in order to repair the capital. If they disobeyed the order, they would be killed on the spot."

"The king is also a hereditary ruler... The newly enthroned monarch seems to be more brutal, but tribes like the Botswa Tribe are generally small in number and located in remote areas... making them difficult to find and notice. A massacre of this scale... is most likely due to an irreconcilable conflict with the army."

"East Gorteau has abundant mineral resources... perhaps..."

"You mean to say that the Botswa Tribe's stronghold might be occupying the resource points that the kingdom is going to exploit..." Om asked.

"Yes."

Dangrui nodded.

Of course, none of this deduced information is crucial.

It is not the core of the mission.

The core objective is to uncover the hidden threat posed by the Botswa Tribe... As for the conflict between East Gorteau and the tribes, that's outside the scope of the mission.

"Under what circumstances can a dead person still fight?"

Oboro glanced at Hisoka.

"My guess is the same as yours."

Hisoka didn't answer directly, but as if he could see what Hisoka was thinking, he smiled slightly.

This illogical thing... can only be explained by 'thought'.