The Coastal Fortress's border with the Hunter Association and V6 zones was marked by a steel gate that opened to either side. Several soldiers stood solemnly before it.
To avoid misunderstandings and conflict, Chairman Netero walked toward the gate in his wooden sandals, taking a stiff card from the wide sleeve of his robe.
"This is your superior's invitation." Chairman Netero held the invitation high for the soldiers to see, then gestured to the people behind him. "We've been invited to tonight's gala."
"Please show me the invitation."
A tall soldier with a permanent furrow in his brow took the invitation. After examining it and studying the group for a few moments, he immediately gave a military salute.
"Sorry, Chairman Netero. We all recognize you, but we still have to conduct a routine inspection. Once inside the gala, you'll undergo a second and third, more thorough inspection."
"We understand, and we accept."
It was no wonder V6 was conducting such rigorous checks. When it came to a group of Nen users like the Hunter Association, no matter how many inspections they performed, some would always slip through.
Their methods of concealing weapons were endlessly varied.
The gap between Nen users and ordinary people was simply too great. They had to stay on their guard, especially with so many Nen users gathered in the Hunter Association.
V6 had plenty of Nen users of its own, but they couldn't match the Hunter Association in terms of quality. A little extra caution was always a good idea.
With a rumble, the gate swung open on both sides, revealing a wide avenue and, at its far end, a bustling hall.
Gelman, Shizuku, Biscuit, and Morel followed Chairman Netero toward the heart of the V6 zone as invited guests.
They were quite familiar with the