Odin ignored the gray-robed man and continued looking through the cards in his Spell Book.
Dozens of cards were arranged across the pages, each with a number beneath it.
Odin examined them one by one.
Specified slot cards: two. Only "Holy Knight's Necklace D-60" and "Improvisation Book B-30."
Spell cards: fifteen. There were four "Replay G-380," two "Nen Vision D-70," four "Close-Up G-350," "Tracking," and four ten-thousand-Jenny bills.
Including the card Odin was holding, that made exactly fifteen.
"You're awfully generous," he told the man. "Then I won't hold back."
The man's legs began to shake.
Odin wasted no more words. He took every card out of the man's Spell Book and put them all into his own.
Two specified slot cards-he took both.
He took every spell card and all the money, leaving nothing behind.
The man stood there, not daring to move. As he watched his cards being taken, his face grew steadily paler.
After collecting the cards, Odin glanced at him.
"All right," he said. "You can go."
The man froze for two seconds, then turned and ran. He ran fast, not daring to look back.
Ponzu walked over, looking in the direction where the man had disappeared.
"You're just letting him go?"
"Yeah," Odin said. "It's a game, after all."
Ponzu paused. "True."
No sooner had she spoken than a ripple of Nen came from the distance.
Two people descended from the air, landing twenty meters in front of them. Both wore gray cloaks, and one looked just like the man from earlier.
"GAIN!" Without another word, the other gray-robed man activated a spell card, sending a streak of Nen rushing toward Odin.
This time, Odin did not stop it and let the man act.
Seeing that Odin had been hit, the gray-robed man immediately took