The quest was called Razor and the Fourteen Devils.
This was also the name of Razor's Nen ability. However, before any challengers who could interest Razor appeared, the "Fourteen Devils" did not refer to Razor's Nen beasts, but rather the fourteen pirates occupying Soufrabi.
The condition for triggering the quest was for a team of fifteen players to arrive in Soufrabi and investigate the designated card A Plot of Beach.
Ronin had hired players to come here precisely to trigger the quest, allowing them to head to the pirates' territory where Razor and the others were stationed.
He didn't mind getting his hands on A Plot of Beach.
In the several months they had spent inside the game, they had already collected most of the cards.
Now, as long as they obtained A Plot of Beach, clearing the game would become incredibly simple.
After all, Ronin knew exactly what the final stage was.
The only thing he was curious about was what kind of game content Gon and Killua would face after he cleared it.
Would the game restart operation from the beginning, or would it receive an update with new content?
Ronin was actually looking forward to finding out.
If he could clear the game, he planned to ask the developers. If there really was a new version, he wouldn't mind setting aside some time to try it.
If he only wanted to fight Razor one-on-one, then he could go straight to the lighthouse. But if he wanted to obtain A Plot of Beach, he had to follow the game's procedure and defeat Razor in the match.
The NPC introduced the quest content as if they were a real person.
Legend had it that somewhere in this sea existed the Sea God's Dwelling. It was precisely because of this rumor that pirates had appeared in Soufrabi and occupied the area near the coast. However, the pirates had never been able to find the hidden treasure.
Ronin knew perfectly well that there was no treasure at all.
It was merely a beautiful scene created when the rising sun shone upon a certain stretch of ocean.
And that was A Plot of Beach.
Following the NPC's guidance, Ronin's group quickly arrived at the bar the pirates frequented most.
Behind that bar was the fortress where the lighthouse stood.
When Ronin and the others arrived, they could already hear the noisy sounds of drinking and dice games coming from inside the bar.
The people behind him were no longer ordinary hired players, but Ronin's shadow clones.
After all, ordinary players couldn't defeat the normal pirates in the bar. And if they couldn't push the pirates to their limit, Razor, who was behind everything, wouldn't appear.
The cheerful atmosphere in the bar changed the moment a large group of outsiders entered. One fierce-looking pirate after another immediately turned to stare at them.
A chubby pirate said unhappily, "Who are you people? We booked this place today. Hurry up and get lost."
The pirate was not polite in the slightest.
Someone behind the chubby pirate added cheerfully, "More like we booked it today too. Heh."
Ronin walked at the front of the group. His gaze swept across the bar, but he did not see the person he was looking for.
So he turned his eyes back to the pirate in front of him.
"I'm here to discuss something with you."
"What?"
"Can you leave this city?" Ronin asked, following the quest procedure.
His words made the bar lively again.
All the pirates burst into loud laughter, as if they had just heard something hilarious.
"Hahahaha! Been a long time since I heard someone say that." The fat pirate immediately took a fighting stance. "But everything depends on the captain. So let's have a contest of brute strength. If you can beat me, I'll—"
Before he could finish speaking, Ronin had already flashed in front of him and swept a kick into the fat pirate's abdomen.
Bang!
The fat pirate had no time to react. His huge body was sent flying by Ronin's kick.
A show of strength.
Going through match after match would be too troublesome. It was better to display overwhelming power from the start, attract Razor's attention, and make him step in personally.
A hole appeared in the wall of the bar.
That was where the fat pirate had flown through.
As for him, lying out on the street, he had already fallen into a sleep as peaceful as a baby's.
"Well?" Ronin's gaze fell on the remaining pirates in the bar.
A tall, thin pirate stepped forward. He looked at Ronin with clear wariness, then waved his hand.
"Come with me."
As he spoke, some pirates had already run out of the bar to help the fat pirate up.
Under the tall pirate's lead, the group quickly arrived at the coastal area behind the bar.
What surprised Ronin slightly was that the fat pirate had already been woken up and had followed them to the fortress.
However, there was no hatred in the fat pirate's eyes when he looked at Ronin now.
Only awe.
Aside from Razor, he had never met anyone who could send him flying with a single kick.
The other party's strength was enough to crush him completely. What he was looking forward to now was whether Captain Razor could defeat this man.
"He really respects strength," Neon whispered beside Ronin.
"Isn't that a good thing? Much better than people who can't read the situation," Ronin said. He didn't dislike smart people. What he disliked were people who couldn't control their emotions and couldn't recognize reality.
Under the pirates' guidance, the group entered the fortress and soon saw pirates training individually on a huge court.
And almost as if by instinct, the moment Ronin stepped onto the court, his gaze locked onto a man at the edge of the field holding a dumbbell.
The man had narrow, smiling eyes and short black hair that stuck upward. He looked to be in his thirties, with firm muscles and sharp, defined lines. The moment Ronin looked at him, those narrow eyes locked onto Ronin as well.
An invisible pressure seemed to form between the two of them, causing both of them to unconsciously shift from Ten into Ren.
Strong.
The same thought appeared in both Ronin's and Razor's minds at the same time.
And that sudden burst of powerful Ren made every pirate in the venue look at Ronin in shock.
They knew very well how powerful Razor was.
Yet this young man who had suddenly appeared could match their boss in aura.
Who exactly was he?
"Interesting." Razor put down the dumbbell in his hand.
He walked toward Ronin and the others, asking, "Who are they?"
But as he spoke, his gaze had already moved away from Ronin and landed on the people behind him.
When his eyes swept over Shizuku, Abaki, and Neon, Razor's narrow eyes showed no change.
But when he saw the remaining people, his eyes opened slightly into a slit.
He had noticed something was wrong.
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