"Anyone who's free, gather in Yorknew City before noon on August 30."
This was the order Chrollo had issued to the members before January 1.
He had planned to target the annual Yorknew auction, but when the idea first came to him, he had never intended to gather every member.
Since it had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, he might lose interest in the operation a few months later. Or he might suddenly revise the order, demand that everyone participate, and cause utter chaos.
However, when Chrollo saw the news that Moyu had become a Two-Star Professional Hunter, he immediately cast aside the plan to attack the Yorknew auction.
To him—
No, to the entire Phantom Troupe, there was nothing more important than hunting Moyu.
Now, the prey that had vanished without a trace for several years had finally shown himself...
And so came Chrollo's order to summon every member.
"Hunting Moyu will be the riskiest operation we've undertaken so far."
On a dark and windy night, inside an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Vandi City, Chrollo stood atop a shipping container in a long coat emblazoned with an inverted cross. His deep, black eyes slowly swept across the people below.
The Phantom Troupe members who had gathered in response to the order all looked up at Chrollo on the container, each wearing a subtly different expression.
Hisoka leaned against an inconspicuous corner, idly flipping a playing card between his fingers. His eyelids drooped slightly, and a meaningful smile curled at his lips.
The riskiest operation so far?
As the person present with the most dealings with Moyu, Hisoka could hardly disagree with that assessment.
In fact, ever since the Phantom Troupe had been founded, they had only ever suffered a crushing defeat at Moyu's hands.
Aside from the members