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281 HxH: The Strongest Assassin
🕑 Added 2025-02-02 06:03:01 +0000 UTCKaizen looked across at Tessia.
Tessia's situation was quite unusual.
Aside from insisting that Kaizen had "bought" her and that she was now his wife, she showed little concern for anything else.
Shelter, food, clothing—it was all the same to her.
She obeyed orders without question.
Whatever Kaizen said, Tessia did.
She never disobeyed.
When Kaizen ordered her to train, she trained tirelessly. If he didn't tell her to stop, she wouldn't.
Almost like a machine.
"Not bad," Kaizen mused. "At least I don't have to worry about her slacking off."
Thinking back, he recalled their first meeting.
At the time, he had heard a voice, turned around, and there she was.
A little girl with bright, inquisitive eyes, asking why he glowed.
She had seemed sharp—curious, even.
"Cleverness comes naturally, but under training, she's developed a rigid mindset."
Kaizen reflected on the group of people he had gathered so far.
"Nina has experience with synthetic beasts."
"Sally is a remnant of the Kokang Republic. I found her in Yorknew City and helped her recover lost memories."
"Shizuku has short-term memory issues—I picked her up in Meteor City."
"And now there's Tessia."
"But it's exactly these kinds of people who possess remarkable talent."
"People who've had it too easy rarely push themselves to their limits."
...
The next morning, Wendy arrived early.
"Kaizen."
When she saw Tessia behind him, she hesitated for a moment.
"This is Tessia," Kaizen said simply. "I'll explain later, on the way."
"Alright."
Wendy nodded, and a car pulled up at the entrance of the Dragon Dojo.
Kaizen and Wendy got in.
As they passed through a certain gate, the architecture around them changed noticeably—grandeur mixed with solemnity.
"So this is Fiora Palace?"
Kaizen looked around with curiosity.
In both this life and his past, this was his first time entering a royal palace.
He had seen them in videos before, but experiencing it firsthand was different.
The aura of majesty was unmistakable.
At the same time, Kaizen noticed that a large amount of energy was flowing into his crystal ball, accelerating its progress.
His time at the Dragon Dojo had already pushed it to 30%.
The Nirvana Conference's opening ceremony had been successfully held, but the first stage was disrupted by an attack from Nen users of the Taris Kingdom and the Mimbo Republic. The event was left unfinished, resulting in chaos and casualties.
Despite this, Kaizen had gained many observers, further increasing his crystal ball's progress.
Picking up Tessia had brought it to 33%.
But stepping into the palace—his progress was skyrocketing faster than ever before.
"This is the palace of King Fiora," Wendy explained. "Only members of the royal family can live here—and only those closely related to the king."
"I'm just a distant relative. The same goes for Dominica."
"However, the Dragon Dojo operates under special circumstances."
"The three great dojos are unique institutions."
"They belong directly to the king. Only the most gifted individuals are chosen to train in these places."
"Even royal family members living in the palace must show respect to those from the king's dojo."
She paused and sighed.
"Of course, their talent doesn't compare to yours."
"Even I fall short."
At first, Wendy had been reluctant to accept this.
But after witnessing Kaizen's abilities firsthand, she had come to admire him.
Kaizen simply smiled without responding.
The driver ahead, however, was visibly surprised by their conversation.
He knew about Wendy—she was the "Son of the Dragon" of this generation's Dragon Dojo. Among her peers, her talent ranked in the top three in the Fiora Kingdom.
And yet, she openly admitted that Kaizen surpassed her.
Just how strong was he?
The driver couldn't even begin to imagine.
Before long, the car came to a stop.
"We're here."
Wendy led Kaizen out of the vehicle toward the entrance of a massive circular building. She pulled out two admission tickets—one for herself, one for Kaizen.
The tickets were slightly different.
The second stage of the Nirvana Conference was about to begin.
Wendy was a participant.
Kaizen was a spectator.
Many eyes turned in their direction.
The Nirvana Conference wasn't open to the general public—its audience consisted mostly of the Fiora royal family's core members. In a setting like this, an unfamiliar face like Kaizen's stood out immediately.
"Who's that?"
Some of those in the know murmured among themselves.
"A member of the Zoldyck family," someone answered. "I heard Dominica specifically invited him to train with Wendy."
"The world's most infamous assassin family?"
"That's right."
"For Dominica to take interest in him—and for him to be Wendy's sparring partner—he must be incredibly skilled. He looks about Wendy's age, too."
Kaizen ignored their stares.
He simply walked toward his assigned seat, following the number on his ticket.
The seating was spacious and comfortable, with a perfect view of the arena.
Below lay a massive circular stage.
Looking at it, Kaizen felt an odd sense of familiarity.
"This arena looks a lot like Heavens Arena."
"But this isn't a Nen construct—it's just an ordinary structure."
Above the stage, an electronic screen displayed information.
The northern section of the audience was different—it was enclosed by walls, forming separate private viewing rooms.
Few had access to those rooms.
Only the highest-ranking members of the Fiora royal family—like the king, queen, princes, and princesses—could sit there.
A middle-aged man seated in one of these exclusive rooms turned his gaze toward Kaizen.
"That's Kaizen Zoldyck, huh?"
"The opportunity to trade for Nirvana must've cost Zeno Zoldyck quite a bit."
"Just what is going on with this Kaizen within the Zoldyck family?"
