"The Kakin Empire's royal family is our biggest sponsor—we need more money."
They had been together for less than three minutes, yet Biscuit couldn't help feeling this way. It was certainly unnatural, and she was extremely susceptible to Beyond's influence.
Beyond was even more terrifying than she had imagined.
Especially for people like them, who knew Chairman Netero well, his appeal was almost impossible to resist.
But she had to refuse and stand with Gelman and the others. They were her companions.
"Whatever you want to discuss, let's discuss it here."
Biscuit made her expression and tone go cold.
Beyond curled his lips. He added a few more points to his estimation of the old man's student.
However, he was even more interested in the person standing beside Biscuit: Gelman.
He had already been observing the group in silence.
Shizuku had her hands half-curled and raised in a guarded stance, clearly preparing to activate her Nen ability.
She peered through her Black-rimmed Glasses, distrustful of everyone around her.
Shizuku had glanced at Beyond, too, but seemed to have given up. She hadn't looked his way again, instead focusing on guarding against Xiyou, Mihail—the mercenary captain—and the others.
A pretty wise judgment. This young woman had needed only one glance to realize how vast the gap in strength between us was. So she'd decisively given up and chosen opponents she could handle.
Beyond observed the other two.
Sheila looked so anxious and uneasy that she seemed liable to collapse at any moment.
Kurapika was relatively better off, his expression calm.
It seemed Gelman had taught him to control his Nen Energy and emotions well. But he hadn't been training for long, after all, and to Beyond, he was still full of openings.
Of them all, only Gelman stood silently beside Biscuit,