Hunter X Hunter: Tombbound Power

A flash of excitement crossed Ronnel's eyes. He took Shizuku's hand and said, "Let's go, Shizuku!"

"Um."

Feeling the warmth from his hand, Shizuku didn't show much reaction, merely nodding slightly.

With a gust of wind, their figures disappeared in an instant.

"Tsk tsk~"

On the outskirts of the town, a chubby, big-eared man, dressed sloppily with his chest exposed, who was in charge of security, smacked his lips. He watched the two figures, galloping at an astonishing speed across the desert, vanish from sight.

His eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of envy.

Another strong one leaving Meteor City~

Big-eared and fat-headed, he felt envious but still moved quickly. He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Beep~ click."

"Hey, this is No. 35, Northeast District. Two powerful individuals just left Meteor City. Their descriptions are..."

Fat-headed and big-eared, despite his appearance, was sharp. In just a few sentences, he described Ronnel and Shizuku with 80 to 90 percent accuracy.

After finishing, a deep voice came from the other end of the line:

"Understood, good job. Next time I send supplies your way, I'll include two pieces of fresh meat."

"Much appreciated!"

On the other end, in a dimly lit, old-fashioned room, a middle-aged, burly man dressed in black put down the phone. He turned to an elder seated on a sofa, draped in the fur of some unknown beast. The elder held a goblet of wine, swirling it gently, eyes closed as if savoring the aroma. The man in black addressed him:

"Elder, we have a report from No. 35 in the Northeast District. Two powerful individuals have left Meteor City."

"Hmm~"

The elder, referred to as such, made a low sound in response, opening his eyes slightly.

"Do we know who they are?"

"Not yet, but their characteristics are distinct. I will search and compare."

The man in black bowed slightly and moved to the side, taking out his phone to begin organizing orders.

The elders who govern each district make sure that the outer regions monitor those leaving Meteor City.

The outskirts of Meteor City are a desert, and it's easy to gauge the strength of anyone who leaves.

If an ordinary resident departs, there's no need to be concerned. However, whenever a powerful individual leaves, the elders require a report.

These people, possessing considerable strength, might rise to prominence outside—perhaps starting a criminal family or making a fortune.

Someday, they might even conduct business with Meteor City.

Gathering this information beforehand makes it easier to establish future alliances.

Just like Chrollo and the Phantom Troupe—they're known for robbery and murder but occasionally dabble in charity.

At the same time, they're key contributors to Meteor City's military strength.

And when the Chimera Ant threat arises in the future, the Phantom Troupe may very well be called upon to deal with it.

There's also Kikyo, Kanaria, and others, Meteor City has numerous invisible ties to the Zoldyck family.

"Found them, Elder. Based on their appearance and clothing, it seems to be Ronnel and Shizuku from the Northeast District."

The man in black returned to the elder's side and spoke with a trace of hesitation.

"Ronnel?"

Hearing the name, the elder stopped swirling his wine and furrowed his brows. He looked at the man in black and asked,

"That cleaner, Ronnel?"

"Yes, it's him," the man in black confirmed, already anticipating the elder's reaction.

"So, he's left."

The elder sat up slightly, a clear displeasure etched on his face.

The man in black remained silent, understanding that the elder was undoubtedly frustrated.

After all, just hours earlier, the elder had sold over a hundred cleaned, harmless corpses that Ronnel had prepared, fetching a hefty price.

You see, not only in Meteor City but also in the outside world, there are quite a few deranged individuals who enjoy consuming human flesh.

Rumor has it that the bodies processed by Ronnel are far more flavorful than freshly killed ones.

These buyers, thrill-seeking tycoons, don't mind spending a fortune on dishes that excite their twisted appetites.

As a result, the elder had built a reputation around the corpses Ronnel cleaned, forming lucrative partnerships with wealthy underworld figures.

The profit had not only earned him a significant fortune but also solidified his status within the Meteor City's Assembly.

After all, one of Meteor City's main trades is sending skilled individuals to various crime families in exchange for valuable metals and weapons.

That's why he had been enjoying his wine. Just moments ago, he was planning to have his men round up more isolated, low-level residents of Meteor City for Ronnel to clean, further expanding his connections with the elite.

But before he could put his plan into action, this unfortunate news had completely ruined his appetite.