HunterxHunter: I Became Stronger After Death

An execution blade, also known as a beheading sword.

These swords were typically used for executions, and due to cultural differences, some had rather peculiar designs.

But their only common purpose was efficiency in decapitation.

For example, the execution blade currently displayed on stage, originating from the early 13th century Shiller Kingdom, had a crescent-shaped blade with its edge facing inward. The prisoner's neck would be placed within the curve of the blade, allowing for an immediate severing motion.

Strangely, despite having a blade only 50 centimeters long, the handle of the execution sword was over a meter in length.

The scythe-like design seemed intended to symbolize how human lives were as insignificant as grass, completely impractical for combat and meant purely as a tool for execution.

What made things even more unsettling was that this blade carried residual Nen from the dead.

Though the Nen wasn't particularly strong, it was still unnerving for anyone with abilities.

Biscuit found herself curious about why Moro was interested in this execution blade.

At That Moment.

The auctioneer finished introducing the execution blade and raised his voice slightly with excitement:

"Starting bid: 50 million! The bidding begins!"

As soon as he spoke, the auction hall lights brightened.

Immediately, someone raised a hand, signaling with five fingers together—a sign to double the bid.

The auctioneer glanced at the bidder and called out:

"Bidder #56: 100 million!"

"Bidder #71: 120 million!"

"Bidder #89: 170 million!"

"Bidder #122: 180 million!"

"Bidder #71: 230 million!"

"Bidder #122: 330 million!"

"Bidder #56: 340 million!"

The bidding quickly became heated.

Moro hadn't even placed a bid yet, and the price had already tripled. He couldn't help but raise a hand to rub his forehead.

—It's just a 13th-century execution blade.

He hadn't expected so many bidders, all throwing money around like it was nothing.

Would his budget of over 1 billion even be enough to buy this blade?

If not… he could just remember the winning bidder's number and later find an opportunity to touch the blade.

That way, he could examine its Nen properties for free.

Speaking of getting things for free…

I wonder if the auction house is hiring for storage management.

If they were, maybe he could get a Hunter License, then create a specialized profession called Warehouse Management Hunter—a career dedicated to overseeing auction house storage.

Moro entertained the thought.

Meanwhile, the bidding reached 600 million.

Glancing at the rowdy bidding section, Moro suddenly doubted his own judgment.

He knew that many people here were avid collectors, but did a blood-soaked execution blade really deserve this level of enthusiasm?

Then he remembered that even fossilized feces had once been auctioned for billions.

That realization put him at ease.

As he watched the price continue to climb, Moro gave up bidding altogether and decided to simply note the winning bidder's number and find a chance to examine the blade later.

Soon, the bidding surpassed 1 billion.

In the end, Bidder #56 won the execution blade for 1.82 billion.

Moro was speechless. His understanding of the wealth of this world's elite deepened significantly.

The Next Auction Items.

As the second auction item was brought out, bidding resumed.

Over the course of thirteen different auction items, none of them contained the Nen-infused properties Moro was looking for.

Nen-infused artifacts were always rare and unpredictable, so he patiently waited.

Finally, when the 19th auction item was displayed, Biscuit placed a bid.

The item was a heart-shaped ruby, about the size of a baby's fist.

Biscuit was determined to win and ended up spending 8 billion to claim it.

"Hey! Don't look at me like I'm an idiot!"

Biscuit noticed the way Moro was looking at her and immediately waved her fist at him.

"Spending money for something you love is completely natural! You, on the other hand, are just a poor loser who couldn't even afford a broken sword!"

Moro silently turned his head away, unable to argue.

Once Biscuit secured the ruby, the next auction item was the Greed Island game.

The bidding ended as expected, with Battera purchasing it for 35 billion.

Afterward, Moro watched Battera and his group stand up and leave the auction hall.

This movement caught the attention of almost everyone in the room.

It was obvious—Battera had come solely for Greed Island.

With Battera's departure, the 21st auction item was brought to the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, feast your eyes on one of the renowned Seven Chef Knives—

the 'Poultry Knife,' crafted from rare Rohen Ore.

This knife possesses remarkable strength and durability, a masterpiece by the legendary 16th-century artisan, Sero…"

The auctioneer's melodic voice introduced a blood-red poultry knife that gleamed like a crimson jewel.

Moro's eyes were immediately drawn to it.

The blade was enveloped in a wispy white aura of Nen.

It reminded him of a similar deboning knife he had once seen in the hands of a Gourmet Hunter deep in the jungle—also carved from a blood-red mineral.

However, compared to that deboning knife, this poultry knife was larger in both length and width.

So it's part of a series…

Moro suddenly felt the urge to win the bid.

Not just because of the Nen energy, but because the knife itself was incredibly functional.

He had personally witnessed how sharp and durable these types of knives were.

Of course, he wasn't planning to use it for cooking—

It would be a perfect weapon.

Once the auctioneer finished introducing the knife, bidding began.

However, compared to the previous items, the enthusiasm for this poultry knife was noticeably lower.

If it weren't classified as a chef's knife, it might have drawn more attention from collectors.

Even so, the price eventually reached 500 million.

Moro immediately placed a bid.

"Bidder #68: 530 million!"

The auctioneer looked toward Moro, flashing a charming smile.

No one else placed another bid.

The blood-red poultry knife was Moro's for 530 million.

As he lowered his hand, a faint smirk played at the corner of his lips.

Behind him, Biscuit leaned over the back of her chair, staring at Moro's side profile like a ghost, her tone teasing yet intrigued:

"You seem really into objects that carry Nen, huh?"

Hearing the voice close to his ear, Moro didn't deny it—he simply nodded.

"Ohhh~~"

Biscuit's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

As time passed, the auction gradually neared its end.

Several more Nen-infused items went up for bid, but Moro couldn't afford them, so he memorized the buyers' numbers instead.

Bidder #56, Bidder #102, Bidder #189, Bidder #254…

A total of four Nen items.

One of them was the execution blade tainted with residual Nen from the dead.

Moro quietly left his seat and positioned himself near the exit, watching the buyers as they left.

As they filed out, he memorized their faces.

Suddenly, Biscuit sneaked up beside him, intentionally striking a suspicious pose as she whispered:

"What, are you planning to rob them?"

She had clearly noticed Moro's habit of memorizing buyers' faces.

"You're still here?"

Instead of answering, Moro subtly hinted that she should leave.

Biscuit immediately put her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow.

"Did you just tell me to scram?"

"???"

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