System's harsh measures
Jade led Hendrik, the leading knight of her father's troops, astray only after a protracted pursuit.
Hendrik was a formidable soldier; Jade could never have resisted his relentless pursuit toward the end without the assistance of a caring Ranger, an inexperienced but nimble one.
Her prompt assistance was all Jade needed to surprise and strike Hendrik, overwhelming him one last and sufficient time.
Maam was the name of the inexperienced young lady.
She was as theatrical as she was audible. She was equally at home in unsettling surroundings; the intermittent muddy house in the damp jungle where Jade awoke was hers. It was constructed within a burrowed tree.
Jade, despite being a tomboy, was used to opulence.
On the other hand, she remained grateful.
She was stepping back from her extravagant lifestyle. She would have been apprehended and hauled back to Heliodor's borders if it hadn't been for the pink-haired hoyden.
Anyway,
Jade was rested and relaxed when she was confronted with a new annoyance.
'What's this floating thing? Magic? Establish the Merchant guild? Hiruma Zoldyck?'
Jade had a parched mouth and a dry brain due to a lack of moisture, which was ironic given her circumstances. She needed to quench her thirst first, and then she could think about how to get rid of the strange and bothersome enchantment.
She wasn't familiar with magic and had never witnessed such strange occurrences; after nearly a minute of perplexity, she still had no idea how to remove it from her sight.
Jade tugged on her hostess's shoulder, still sleeping beside her. She complained, trying not to sound too grouchy, with some persistence.
"Wake up, Maam... Wake up; we must go hunting and stock on meals before continuing our journey to Papnica."
Jade had only known Maam for a day, but she already felt like her big sister; she had to remind her to be normal when she was the guest.
Despite Maam's apparent independence, Jade had already noticed that the girl was sluggish and disheveled.
Her beautiful hair was a tangle even when awake and showered; unlike her, she was a true tomboy. The fact that they were both pursuing the same goal and sharing some of their life stories heightened their natural bond.
Maam intended to go to Papnica to change her ranger profession; she aimed for a guild led by a revolutionary master, a celebrated hero named Avan; her parents used to be that man's party members long ago when demons were still excessively proud before humankind.
For several decades, guilds and their superior adventurers had shifted the general state of the world's bright and dark sides. Across the continent, millions of young people like Maam were leaving their parents and villages for the big cities. Jade had no need to follow that recent pattern because of her wealthy background; however, whatever the reason, she had ditched it all now.
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In the world of Hunter X Hunter,
Morning at the Zoldyck Mansion,
"Hiruma, are you awake?"
Behind the door, Kalluto knocked eight times.
"I'm coming in a second."
Done brushing his teeth and with his breath refreshed, Hiruma replied.
He was sleep deprived; he hadn't gotten a wink of sleep the rest of the night, so his Pokémon fantasies and a potential life-or-death friendship with a Blastoise he evolved were cut short. For the rest of the night, he considered various aspects of his system, most notably the exchange store and the cheating combat style he could employ, not just to deal with unsettling opponents.
Time did not flow at the outside rate in the turn-based combat instance.
It was innocuous to say that time had been slowed or stopped for Hiruma. He still couldn't say anything. He wasn't a scientist and hadn't even finished high school when he was blown up. It was a matter of perspective, but the system was powerful enough that he wouldn't feel the effects of time on his age in the situation.
That was all he knew, and the good news was that he didn't have to use the turn-based combat to get drops; the ability worked just as well in the real world.
The exchange store, the other thing he reviewed the most, was more inhumane and pervasive in its strange management. Hiruma wasn't sure what the system was smoking. Regardless, it was reshaping and influencing other worlds, the worlds of the franchises, starting from the past, the cognized history even.
This was the most pervasive factor.
The inhumane aspect was that the women who had close, strong ties with Hiruma's system and the functions of his exchange store were required to recognize him as Lord.
The entire inside information was time-consuming and had its distinct flavor.
But, simply put, those women wouldn't be able to actively engage in romantic and sexual relationships with men other than Hiruma; they wouldn't even be attracted to them.
Hiruma was free to accept or refuse those women inextricably linked with him as his subjects; he didn't want birth rates to fall and those worlds to die out, so he wasn't planning to accept all subjects.
Nonetheless, Hiruma did not complain about the harsh measures. He accepted this even before he realized the exchange store had summoning functions.
Why?
Hehe.
He was still an eight-year-old, but he wasn't stupid or sick. He wasn't interested in assisting women in escaping his clutches if the opposite could be accomplished.