"Since their boss came here personally, leading them, yet found only us, just the underlings..."
"Naturally, they have no interest in wasting time meeting with mere small fry like us."
Violette said slowly: "They definitely want to find our leader."
And their leader is, of course, Kute!!
Those two who vanished could very well be the other side's leader.
"Ahem, letting these scoundrels go and disturb the boss was our dereliction of duty."
Kakradi coughed while joining Violette and the other two.
The four of them stood together, facing the five menacing young figures opposite them.
"Hurry up and deal with this trash, then go find the boss and swat those annoying flies to death!!"
Kakradi's tone was impolite, clearly tinged with anger.
"Otherwise, they would be disturbing the boss's important business!!"
The other three nodded slowly in silence.
Their boss, Kute, was doing something very important.
He was reforging a treasure, the Stone of Seven Emotions and Six Desires, and it was at a crucial moment.
If anyone were to disturb him at this time...
"The consequences could be very dangerous."
Iron Jaw muttered to himself.
And that danger wasn't just directed at the intruders; it could also apply to them, the subordinates who failed to prevent the interruption.
Kute, the leader of an S-rank criminal organization, was not someone who was soft-hearted.
Moreover... Violette and the others also felt that their boss, Kute, had gradually become somewhat abnormal while reforging that treasure.
After all, it was a bizarre object forged from the seven emotions and six desires.
Leaving aside its inherently malevolent nature, just the influence of so many emotions and desires... Even if he were originally a normal person, he would probably become abnormal in the end.
"Let's deal with these guys first."
This time, Iron Jaw was fully prepared. He reached inside his coat and drew out an iron spike.
It was his go-to weapon.
Now that the tall, burly man named Uvogin wasn't here, he no longer needed to worry about saving face... No, he no longer needed to adhere to any code of honor.
He simply took out his weapon, ready to crush these guys to death!!
Gold and silver threads clung to Violette's hands, and her bloodlust almost became tangible.
Since she couldn't win the other side, it was better to eliminate them completely, nipping them in the bud.
Youth means a lack of years of accumulation, and it also means easy decay!!
"Now's the perfect time. I'll bury all of you here!!"
Violette whispered inwardly, while Kakradi grinned maliciously: "Today, no matter who you are, none of you will escape!!"
"Even your leader, who left here, will be dealt with by our boss!!"
Davalev Ndongo remained silent, but the holes beneath his bandages resonated... pushing his Nen ability to its limit.
Every movement of his opponent, the tension of their muscle, the speed of their blood flow, was accurately perceived by him.
Even the rhythm of their heartbeat, all of it was transmitted clearly into his ears.
Yet Davalev Ndongo sensed no emotional fluctuation.
Not even a missed heartbeat or an increase in pulse.
All they held was cold indifference.
And…
"You think you bunch of trash can?"
The eyebrowless, ferocious man, Phinks, sneered.
"I think you don't even deserve to make our captain take action."
Feitan stood there with his hands in his pockets; his mouth below his collar made his voice muffled.
"Our captain didn't even feel like looking at you, which is why he left."
Pakunoda said indifferently.
As for trash talk, she had learned it well from Shalnark.
"So those are your last words?"
Nobunaga, gripping his Katana, radiated bloodlust no weaker than Violette's.
"With just the four of you, one of whom is half-crippled, you dare to continue spouting nonsense here..."
The gleaming edge of his drawn Katana reflected Nobunaga's expressionless face.
"Sure enough, when people are tired of living, they will say anything, no matter how nonsensical it is."
Bonolenov Ndongo remained silent, merely nodding in agreement with Nobunaga's words.
In this, he was acting in the same way as his tribesman, Davalev Ndongoengau.
To be fair, as someone from the same tribe, the two were indeed quite in sync in this regard.
And so, after exchanging harsh words, the atmosphere in the room instantly became tense.
Then...
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of blades cutting through the air rang out continuously, and numerous figures flashed and darted about.
The sound of bodies cutting through the air erupted.
Figures flashed across the battlefield.
Blades.
Threads.
Weapons.
Bloodlust.
Both sides held nothing back, and every move aimed to kill the other party.
They were all determined to take each other's lives!
At this moment, no one mentioned that one side had five people, and the other had four.
Pointing that out would only earn laughter.
They were here to kill each other.
Of course, they would use every available force!
Just like the trap Kakradi had laid from the beginning, waiting for the other to fall into it.
Their fighting skills, aura, Nen abilities, numbers, home-field advantage, etc.
To kill each other's party, they would stop at nothing!
The nine-people war exploded at this moment, completely engulfing the area shattered by Jupiter's fall.
There was no need to worry about any damage; the area had already been smashed to pieces by Jupiter.
A little more damage wouldn't matter.
While these nine were engaged in this chaotic battle... On the other side, Luke and Chrollo, just as Violette and the others had expected, found their leader, Kate.
The commotion at the tavern stemmed from a duel between their subordinates.
But not far from the tavern, atop an abandoned building...
"Is that Kute?"
Luke and Chrollo stood one after the other on a clearly cleaned floor.
Ahead of them, a figure sat cross-legged on the edge of the building.
Chrollo gazed at the motionless figure, hands in his pockets, seemingly gripping something tightly.
"As the leader of an S-class criminal organization, a legendary figure who has dominated this world for decades..."
Chrollo murmured to himself, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
"Just what kind of Nen ability does he possess?!"
Luke also scrutinized the figure, who seemed utterly unremarkable.
There was no aura swirling around him.
Normally, once someone like them entered his territory, he should have immediately expanded his En to detect intruders.
Yet he sat there like a meditating monk, rooted to the spot, showing no sign of awareness, or maybe he noticed already and simply didn't care.