A few days ter. In the northeastern cliffs of Mount Kira’Zan, the terrain was vastly different from the volic wastends nearby. Here, an isoted forest thrived, standing in stark trast to the harsh, rodscape of the volo. Larry crouched down, his fingers brushing against a fine yer of frosty powder on the ground.

  The crystalline substance shimmered faintly—white oside, but tinged with red within. After careful examination, a faint smirk pyed on his lips. This was it. The Red Volic Salt—a rare ary ingredient found only near Mount Kira’Zan.

  Unlike ordinary salt, this mineral ecial. While the outer yer resembled ordinary salt crystals, the core tained a molten-like red liquid that flowed like magma. When ed, it first delivered a unique, briny taste— Then, moments ter, a surge of warmth spread through the body. Like eating a spicy hotpot, but without the actual spiess. This peculiar sensation made it highly sought after, especially amohy nobles . They craved that intense warmth—a rush of pleasure that had no side effects.

  However, there was a catch. If ordinary people ed too mu a short period, it could cause internal bleeding. Larry’s gaze shifted toward the opposite hillside, where an even rger deposit of the salt y.

  The problem? A massive cliff stood between him and the treasure trove. He could have simply asked Gardevoir to teleport him across But where was the fun in that? Instead Larry formed a circle with his fingers a out a sharp whistle. For a brief moment, the forest fell silent. Then— The ground trembled. The trees rustled. Something was ing.

  Then, in a blur e and bck, a massive figure exploded from the forest depths— Moving like a streak of firelight. A colossal e—its fur a brilliant shade e-red, marked with bold bck stripes. Its mane, wild and majestic, flowed with the wind as it bounded forward.

  "Woof! Woof!" The enormous beast came to a skidding halt in front of Larry, its tail wagging as its scarlet eyes gleamed with joy. Without hesitation, it rubbed its huge head against Larry, letting out a deep, affeate growl.

  The forearly knocked him over. A low chuckle escaped Larry’s lips as he scratched behind its ears. "Alright, alright—settle down, Are."

  Yes, The Pokémon Larry had summoned was her than the one he had raised at Mount Kira’Zan— Are. This time, thanks to Are’s sharp nose, Larry finally found the rare Red Volic Salt.***Species: AreType: FireAbility: IntimidateStrength Rank: BExtreme Speed, Fmethrower, Fme Charge, Fme Wheel…

  Description: Are is a relentless predator otlefield, bining sheer speed and raw power to domis oppos. Its Nen category leans toward Reinfort, allowing it to maximize its physical capabilities while reinf its fire-based teiques for devastating effect. Are’s aura exerts immense pressure, making weaker foes hesitate before even engaging.***

  After being enhahrough a Nen Oath ari, Are had reached the same A-rank strength as Gardevoir. Even though he didn’t get a mythical pokemon he had imagined, Larry uood. After all, the Gordeau Desert only produced a pseudo-legendary like Tyranitar. There was no way Kira Volo would just hand him a full-fledged divi. If he really wanted a Pokémon on the level of a god, he'd probably have to head to the Dark ti. The highest tier any Pokémon could rea the six human tis seudo-legendary at best.

  Larry grinned, ruffling Are’s thick, warm fur with both hands. When he was a kid, he had always envied Officer Jenny in Pokémon. Almost every Jenny had either a Growlithe or an Are as their trusted partner. People teet, but Are is almost as rare as a legendary Pokémon—not something you just ran into every day. In the Pokémon world, entering a wild Growlithe was about as rare as finding a wild Gardevoir or Lucario.

  Ba Earth, Larry had always loved dogs, but between financial struggles and the exhausting responsibilities of pet ownership, he never had the ce to get one. Now, in the world of Hunter x Hunter, he had somehow fulfilled that childhood dream by act. And this Red Volic Salt—yeah, it was rare as hell. He had searched for days before finally finding it, and it was all thanks to Are’s trag skills.

  Holy, Larry wasn’t even disappoihat he didn’t get a mythical beast. In fact, he retty damn satisfied. Who wouldn’t love a giant, rideable fire-breathing dog? If he had found a mythical Pokémon, though… now that would have been wild.

  A pseudo-legendary like Tyranitar was already at A-rank from the moment it emerged. That meant an actual legendary Pokémon would be S-rank. And if he used Nen Oaths aris to enhane? SS-rank.

  In his estimation, S-rank was the absolute limit of the six human tis. Only a handful of beings could reach SS-rank. One of them? The Chimera Ant King. And that was only after dev his three Royal Guards. There was oher person Larry suspected might be at that level. Don Freecss. Jin and Gon’s aor.

  More than 300 years ago, Don Freecss had ventured aloo the Dark ti, ig his journey in the East Edition of New World Exploration icles. The book had been widely circuted across the six tis, but most people dismissed it as a fantasy novel.

  Only a select few khe truth—everything written in it was real. When the V5 realized what the book taihey had the East Edition fiscated and cssified as top-secret. But if there was a Edition, that meant there should also be a West Editiht? A, no one had ever seen it.

  Jin believed there were only three possibilities: the West Edition was lost, Don Freecss had stopped writing before finishing it, or—perhaps the most uling thought—Don Freecss was still writing it. Whatever the case, the mere fact that he had been able to explore the Dark ti alone—and had the time to dot his journey—meant his strength was beyond prehension. Larry had a gut feeling that Don Freecss was still out there, wandering somewhere in the Dark ti.

  The Freecss bloodline was terrifyingly gifted. Don Freecss: A monster who roamed the Dark ti solo. Jin Freecss: One of the top five Nen users in the world, soon to embark on his own expedition. Gon Freecss: Still young, but his battle against ou had proven his potential was sky-high.

  If Gon ever grew up properly, he might even surpass his father. But at this rate, nobody was ever going to see that happen. Kurapika had been stu that damn ship for years now and still hadn’t set foot off it. But now that Larry was here, he had the ce to see everything unfold iime. Hell, maybe he’d even add a little chaos to Gon’s “Find My Dad” journey.

  Like… imagine Gardevoir telep Gon directly to Jin while Jin was least expeg it. Just picturing that sario made Larry chuckle. Shaking his head to clear his ridiculous thoughts, Larry climbed onto Are’s back.