Splattered blood formed a beautiful arc in the air.
Thump! Thump thump thump! The bloody head rolled down the stairs, landing on the edge of the ring, facing the audience.
The audience, still reeling from the match, screamed. The arena was chaos; people fled.
Inside the hall, Loki calmly walked towards the elevator. Ding! The elevator opened; Loki stepped in. The elevator attendant was surprised; he was supposed to be in a match. The doors closed; the elevator descended.
Beep beep beep! Loki took out his phone. 'Hisoka!' He answered.
"Ready to leave?"
"You just beat the floor master! Aren't you staying to enjoy it?"
"Do you think that's why I'm here?"
Hisoka, watching the elevator descend through the glass, smiled. "I thought you wanted the floor master title."
"Yorknew City, September 1st. Don't forget," Loki said.
"I accepted your invitation, but what's your goal?" Loki asked, wanting to test Hisoka. He knew Hisoka wanted to fight Chrollo.
"That's…" Hisoka thought. He didn't need to lie to Loki. "The Spider's leader. I want to fight him, but I haven't had a chance. So I asked for your help. The other members are interesting too."
Loki felt good that Hisoka was honest.
"You want me to kill the others?"
"It's up to you. I'll contact you in Yorknew City."
"I'll hang up."
"Wait!" Hisoka said. "You forgot something!"
"What?" Loki asked.
"Payment," Hisoka said. "What do you want?"
Loki hadn't thought about this. He'd agreed because of the mission, not for payment. But since Hisoka mentioned it…
"Consider it a favor. When I need help, you can't refuse."
Hisoka frowned.
Hisoka felt relieved. Loki wanted a promise; maybe Loki had enemies and needed help. He fought strong opponents to improve his strength and Nen.
Creak! The Nostrade mansion gate opened. The butler said, "This way, please."
Loki entered. Dogs in the lawn stood, growling, warning Loki. Loki looked at them; they ran away. The butler looked at Loki strangely. Loki smiled faintly.
Loki had chosen the Nostrade family's bodyguard selection. Following the plot might give more missions. Baise's ability was important for the investigation mission, and the elimination mission also depended on Neon Nostrade. Her fortune-telling, if not stolen by Chrollo, would have severely hurt the Troupe. Neon's ability couldn't be stolen. fortune-telling was more terrifying than combat abilities.
They entered the mansion. The butler opened a door. Loki entered.
Before he looked up, he heard a familiar voice. Only Kurapika knew him here. Loki pretended to be surprised. "Kurapika! You're here! Unexpected!"
Melody, who didn't know Kurapika, frowned. 'This person's heartbeat is strangely calm, like a still pond. No fluctuation. People lie, but heartbeats don't. This calmness is terrifying.' She sweated. She lowered her head.
Kurapika stood up. "It's more surprising that you're here! You wouldn't be a bodyguard."
Kurapika didn't believe Loki would be a bodyguard. After learning Nen, he knew Loki's power at the Zoldyck house. Loki wouldn't be a bodyguard.
Loki smiled. "I didn't expect to see you. Your training went well."
Kurapika was surprised. "It's okay."
Baise walked over, her eyes shining as she looked at Loki. She'd felt something different about him since he entered. She couldn't explain it, but he was a good pet. "Cute kid! Want a kiss from your big sister?"
"Hey! He's a kid," Basho said, frowning. He felt Baise had bad intentions. He might not know how dangerous Nen users are.
Baise glared at Basho. She beckoned Loki. "After this, let's go shopping, cute kid."
Kurapika sweated. This woman was crazy. He worried Loki would kill her, causing the employer to fire them. That couldn't happen.
"Loki, don't be impulsive…"
"Oh! Okay!"
Loki nodded, smiling.
Kurapika was stunned. 'He agreed?!' Loki sat down; Baise sat beside him. "So cute," she said.
Basho sighed. He'd warned Loki, but he didn't realize Baise's intentions.
Kurapika didn't understand why Loki agreed. 'Is he interested in women?' He didn't know Baise's intentions, but Loki could handle it.
A screen appeared on the wall. "Everyone's here. Let's explain the selection criteria."
Tiny flames, almost invisible, shot from Loki's fingertips like a gun. Three dummies Loki was holding…
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