Chapter 50 The Troupe Leader of Meteor City, Hisoka
The system's cold notification sound exploded in Ayana's mind like a thunderclap, instantly dispelling all sleepiness.
She sat up abruptly in bed, her heart clenching suddenly.
[Multiple hostile life forms have been detected approaching, suspected to be the Fourth Prince's forces.]
He's the Fourth Prince's man!
They actually found this place!
Ayana's breath almost stopped; a chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
Her first thought was of the other people sleeping soundly in the room.
These people were all still children, so naturally they couldn't compete with the Fourth Prince and his entourage.
We absolutely must not involve them!
This threat must be dealt with quietly, or at least those people must be lured away!
Ayana rolled off the bed with light, quick movements, without making a sound.
She moved silently to the window, carefully pulled back the curtains, leaving only a small gap, and peered out by the moonlight.
Sure enough, in the distance, several blurry figures could be seen rapidly approaching.
Ayana took a deep breath and forced herself to think of a solution.
Fortunately, the reward points from the last mission were enough, and Ayana exchanged them for two [Biomanipulation] items, which she used immediately.
Her goal was not to attack, but to create a commotion and draw the group's attention elsewhere.
The key is to distract them and prevent them from confirming the location of Ayyana's residence.
Ayana manipulated the surrounding creatures, causing them to emit sharp screechs, making it difficult for the group to determine their location.
At the same time, she jumped out of the window, slipped out of the house, and, using her familiarity with the terrain, circled around to the side and behind those people, picked up a few stones, and threw them with all her might into the distance.
The sudden, piercing noise successfully drew everyone's attention.
The group of people who were stealthily moving were clearly startled by the sudden commotion. They paused and looked warily in the direction from which the noise came.
As expected, they misjudged the situation and began to doubt whether this area was their destination and whether there were other powerful Nen users in the vicinity.
The leader made a hand gesture, and the group immediately abandoned their plan to continue approaching the house. They quickly shrank their formation, turned to face the direction of the noise, and assumed defensive and evacuation postures.
Ayana held her breath, hiding behind the trees, her heart pounding.
She saw the men retreat warily, eventually disappearing into the deeper darkness.
They temporarily withdrew.
Ayana's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but her back was already soaked with cold sweat.
She knew this might only be temporary.
Now that the Fourth Prince's men have found this place, they will never give up easily.
Ayana observed the group for a long time before returning to her room, only after confirming that they were truly gone.
She lay back down on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep again. She lay there with her eyes open until dawn, her brain racing, frantically trying to come up with a solution.
It wasn't until almost dawn that she finally came up with a solution.
Now that those people have their eyes on her, they will definitely not let her go.
Why not have her take the initiative?
[Mission Rewards: New Equipment x1, 4000 Points.]
[Host, this mission is extremely dangerous. Please be careful.]
The system's task prompts were cold and clear, carrying with them unprecedented high risks and high rewards.
But Ayana knew she had no way out.
If they continue to passively defend themselves like this, the danger will eventually reach Kuroro and the others.
Rather than waiting to be killed, it is better to take the initiative.
As dawn broke, Ayana forced herself to suppress all her turbulent emotions.
She got up as usual, her face showing no sign of anything amiss, and walked outside.
She acted as if nothing was different from usual, assigning tasks and showing concern for everyone's well-being; no one could discern her decisiveness.
The daytime hours passed slowly amidst the routine of work.
However, as the sun set again and night began to fall, Ayana knew that the time had come to act.
After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms, and Ayana also returned to her own room.
She didn't turn on the light, but sat quietly in the dark. She then used her remaining points to exchange for [Biomanipulation] and [Powerful Amplification], equipped herself with her new gear, and prepared to set off.
She didn't tell anyone about her plans.
This is a battle she fought all by herself.
Ayana took a deep breath, silently climbed out of the window, and disappeared into the deep night.
Unlike her passive defense last night, this time she was both the hunter and the bait.
Ayana headed towards the old port.
Meteor City is more dangerous at night than during the day, but it also provides her with the best cover.
She ran faster, her goal clear.
The night was as dark as ink. Ayana quickly arrived at her destination and hid in the shadows behind the containers.
She held her breath and focused all her attention on sensing the movements around her. Before long, she saw the blond man.
He was dressed in an expensive suit, which was out of place with the dilapidated surroundings. He did not bring many attendants, only two guards following far behind, as if he had absolute confidence in his own strength.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ayana immediately used [Strong School Amplification], using her immense power to push the container beside her, causing it to crash into the Fourth Prince.
The heavy container, with a screeching metallic scraping sound, crashed into Celidonich like a wild beast unleashed.
Ayana stared intently at her target, but saw that Celidonish merely turned his head slightly, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes as if he had seen a novel toy.
He didn't even move a step.
Just before the container was about to touch him, something unexpected happened.
Before Celidonish could even make any obvious move, a bizarre, horse-bodied, human-faced spirit beast suddenly appeared behind him.
He seemed to have anticipated this, watching with an expressionless face as the container was bounced away by an invisible force and slammed hard next to Ayana, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The fourth prince remained standing there, spotless.
He tilted his head and looked at Ayana with great interest, seemingly curious about what she would do next.
Ayana's eyes flashed with a fierce light. No longer holding back, she used the [Strong School Amplification] to push her speed to the limit, her figure instantly turning into a series of afterimages.
βHeh.β Celidonich chuckled lightly, showing no intention of taking action himself.
The mind beast behind him let out a silent hiss, and a huge mental pressure suddenly erupted, making people dare not approach. Just looking at it made one feel a powerful pressure on their back.
"Ugh!"
Unable to withstand the pressure, Ayana knelt on one knee, feeling that even breathing had become extremely difficult.
Her bones creaked and cracked, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
The difference in their abilities was so vast.
Celidonish walked slowly closer, stopped in front of Ayana, leaned down slightly, and looked at Ayana's face, which was contorted with pain and stubbornness, with the eyes of someone admiring a work of art.
"That's the attitude."
"Only the posture of struggling in despair has the value of being collected."
Celidonich reached out, seemingly wanting to touch her, his movements gentle yet containing a chilling possessiveness.
But just as his fingertips were about to touch Ayana, the system's cold voice rang out in time.
[Host detected to be in a life-or-death crisis, with a significant disparity in strength between the host and the opponent. Emergency measures will be activated shortly.]
[Please note that the host is about to be transported to another world.]
γ3, 2, 1γ
The space around Ayana began to distort violently the next second.
"Thump!"
Ayana fell from mid-air and crashed heavily onto a ground covered with rubble.
Intense pain swept through her entire body, and she felt her vision blurring.
She didn't know where she had been teleported to; she only felt as if her body had been completely crushed.
Ayana could no longer bear the pain and fell into a deep sleep.
In a daze, she heard someone calling her name.
Are you still alive?
"It's your turn to go on stage, what are you sleeping here for?"
"You're going to get yelled at soon, don't go to sleep."
The person calling out "Ayana" even kicked her twice, but her body was too exhausted. Even though she tried to stay awake, she couldn't overcome her fatigue and was completely unable to move her body.
"Tsk." The man clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Hey, is there anyone who can be a substitute?"
"This person can't be woken up. We'll have that sir come and wake her up later, and see if she wakes up."
The man seemed to search the surroundings for anyone still free, and finally pointed to a red-haired boy, saying...
"You're the one, Hisoka."
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