"But Morel has a point. Something must have caught the King's attention."
As he spoke, Cordis lowered his eyes in thought. An idea soon came to him, and he snapped his fingers and looked at the others.
"Try putting yourselves in the King's shoes. As a self-aware living being, he was forced to stay in a confined space."
"Once that living being escaped that space and faced a world he'd never seen before, what would he be most likely to do?"
At that question, Gon eagerly raised his hand. "Explore the world! Look at the scenery and stuff!"
Beside him, Killua folded his arms and argued, "He said to think from the King's perspective! Why would a monster like him go sightseeing?"
Then Killua rubbed his chin, considering it himself. "I think the first thing he'd do after leaving his mother's body would be to replenish his strength."
"After that, he'd want to find out how strong he was compared to the rest of this world."
Cordis nodded. "You're half right. You forgot one thing: the King is already the strongest. He has nothing to prove."
"Maybe he wants to prove himself in another way, not through force." Cordis pointed at his head. "Through his intellect."
"True strength isn't just about fighting prowess. That only makes someone a mighty warrior, not truly strong. Someone truly strong needs both the greatest fighting power and the sharpest mind."
"Only someone with both courage and cunning deserves the title of King."
Everyone nodded thoughtfully at that. But after thinking it over for a while, Knuckle and the others began to look uneasy.
"In that case, why exactly does Bizeff want so many women brought into the Palace?"
Cordis sank into thought again. He had never learned much about Bizeff. Without knowing what sort