Chapter 265
The Guild Conference
Arthur slowly and tenderly moved his hand, attempting to touch Rathona's small, rosy cheek, its warm color seeming to carry life itself. The moment his fingers drew near, Rathona's tiny, delicate hand moved gently and wrapped around his sturdy finger with a soft grip.
The child's hand closed around Arthur's finger with simple, instinctive affection… yet it was enough to make Arthur's entire body stiffen.
He felt a small warmth spreading through him, a gentle sensation he hadn't experienced for longer than he could remember.
"Arthur… are you crying?"
Before Mor Mai could finish her question, a single tear slipped from his right eye and silently traced its way down his cheek. Arthur quietly turned away and quickly wiped it off, as though refusing to acknowledge its existence.
'Damn…'
|Arthur… I'm sorry.|
'What are you apologizing for, my friend?'
|If I had been there… what happened to Rath would never have happened…|
'It wasn't your fault, nor was it anyone else's.'
Arthur fell silent for a moment, then raised his gaze toward the blue sky, where morning had fully arrived. A peaceful light now enveloped the world after a night of hell.
'We are wanderers between worlds, Cain. A long journey… worlds, wars, bloodshed, death, torture, and then, all of a sudden, happiness and joy.'
He took a deep breath.
'We'll see everything… good and evil, beginnings and endings.'
|And what do you wish for?|
Many images were reflected in Arthur's eyes, shadows of faces that no one but him could see.
"I only wish… to meet them again someday."
"Hunter Arthur."
Arthur lowered his head and looked at Hunter Christopher, who had approached him with calm steps.
...
Arthur returned to the airport alone after saying goodbye to Christopher.
"Damn… his talking almost killed me."
|He was just trying to become your friend.|
"Are you kidding me?"
Arthur remembered how Christopher had bombarded him with questions about his strength and heroic deeds, his eyes gleaming like those of an obsessed fan.
'Should I return to the guild now… or…?'
|Arthur.|
'Yes?'
|Why do you keep fighting here? From Korea to Japan, then the eastern United States… giants, Monarchs, bloodshed. Why?|
Arthur paused for a moment before answering in a calm, steady voice.
'First… I'm doing this for this world. If I hadn't gone to Japan while Sung was still asleep, how many corpses would we have found? And if the gate hadn't been closed, the giants would have destroyed the Earth, stone by stone.'
He took a breath, then continued.
'And if I hadn't gone to the eastern United States, Christopher, his wife, and his son wouldn't have survived. On top of that… I killed two Monarchs.'
|And secondly?|
'For the guild. If we want it to become the strongest in the world, people need to know about it first. And even if I leave this world someday, Sung will still be here… with at least the same strength as me, within this body's limits.'
The meaning was clear: Hunter Arthur Narin was equal to Hunter Sung Jinwoo… but only within the limits of his human body. As for his true power, if he ever unleashed it, even the heavens themselves would bear witness.
"Hunter Arthur."
Arthur turned around to see a familiar face.
'Who?'
|That's Adam White.|
"Mr. Adam White… It's been a long time. The last time I saw you, you were interested in Sung."
"I'm glad you remember my name. Actually… Sung is waiting for you."
"Huh?"
Arthur followed him onto a private jet, where Sung was sitting.
"You bastard… You finally woke up?"
"I woke up the day after you left. By the time I arrived in Japan, everything was already over. Tell me… were you the one who saved Christopher?"
"Yes. I was bored."
Adam White sat beside them and began talking about the International Guild Conference. Then he brought up Sung's father.
In an instant, Adam's body trembled and rose from his seat without anyone touching him.
"Calm down, Sung."
Arthur said it in a low voice as he lit a cigarette.
"Alright."
"Why are you telling us this, Mr. White?"
"Because the International Guild Conference will declare this man a villain. His picture will be displayed… and there won't be a place in the world where people don't know his face."
"Because of an incident started by your bastard of a Hunter, you want to declare war?"
Arthur smiled mockingly.
"I know your Hunter was the one who started it. The same man who kidnapped my companions in the past and harbors a blind hatred toward us. Put the father of the man he wants to kill right in front of him. What do you expect?"
Arthur took a deep breath, then slowly extinguished his cigarette.
"Let me make this clear."
He looked at Adam White with a calm… terrifying smile.
"I will kill him. And the world won't be able to stop me."
Silence fell.
"And anyone who tries to stop me… will die too."
He tilted his head slightly.
"One plus one… equals a destroyed planet. Simple mathematics, isn't it, Mr. White?"
Arthur and Sung, representatives of the Nothing Guild, arrived at the venue of the International Guild Conference.
The hall was packed with attendees: Hunters, guild leaders, and representatives of various countries. Their voices blended into a heavy murmur, like the rumbling before a storm.
Sung was speaking calmly and confidently with several representatives of other guilds. His expression was as composed as ever, as though this place were nothing more than a temporary stop along his journey.
Nearby, Yoo Jinho was present alongside Vice Chairman Go Gunhee. Both watched the scene with experienced eyes, fully aware that this conference was no ordinary gathering, but rather an arena where strength, influence, and power were measured.
At this global conference, the Nothing Guild's name was not mentioned in passing.
It had taken center stage.
And the name of its leader, Arthur Narin, echoed through the room with a weight greater than words.
A guild that included top-tier Hunters…
Just two of its members were enough to destroy entire countries or ignite wars that could shake the whole world.
Arthur sat quietly at the edge of the hall, apart from the commotion. His body was relaxed, yet his presence was suffocating.
His eyes glimmered with a faint light that reflected no curiosity… only cold calculation.
He looked at the faces around him, one after another, as though they were all pieces on the same chessboard.
|So…|
The thought passed through his mind with frightening calmness.
'Yes… I could kill everyone here.
Right now.
At this very moment.
Should I do it?'
There was no anger in the question,
nor any recklessness,
only a terrifying stillness…
The stillness of a man who knew exactly how much power he possessed and was merely testing his desire to use it.
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