Cheadle's demand cracked like thunder, instantly silencing the entire conference room.
Oh ho, this should be good.
Ging, who had been sitting there half asleep a moment earlier, suddenly brightened up, looking wide awake.
Calling him out without a moment's hesitation on an occasion like this? That's Cheadle for you-
Mizaistom silently lowered his head and closed his eyes, pretending he knew nothing.
He could more or less guess what Dio wanted to do, but there was one problem with that. Dio, are you really that confident you can handle Pariston?
Mizaistom couldn't help feeling a trace of concern. Dio was undoubtedly one of the most gifted Hunters he had ever met.
But Pariston absolutely did not belong on [this side].
If Dio failed to recognize that and continued to deal with Pariston using the traditional mindset of conflicts between Hunters, he would probably suffer badly for it.
That so-called "traditional Hunter mindset" was the principle derived from the Ten Rules of the Hunter: [Hunters must not make prey of their comrades].
While it protected most Hunters who lacked combat strength, it also restricted what many people could do.
But Pariston had never been bound by anything like that.
Over the past few years, Mizaistom had kept taking on cases of Hunters suddenly disappearing.
For professional Hunters, that was rarer than death, and behind those cases, there was always some connection to Pariston, to one degree or another.
Yank, who had recently come back to life, was one example.
"Oh, what? Cheadle, you know this guy!"
A moment after the conference room fell silent,
a loud voice that sounded rather brainless suddenly rang out.
Kanzai sat sideways with one foot on his chair, shouting in confusion, "Then why didn't you say so ear-"
Bang!
Cheadle slammed the table. "Shut up!