The Cold Blooded Hunter: Seeker of Peace
126. Leaders
"Sky, there are some people who want to see you."
"Who are they?" I'm asking, hopefully not a shitty guy like Carroline. (Who are they?)
"Some people are known to the world as leaders..."
"Leader?" I raised my eyebrows, and Tom nodded slowly.
"Yes, they are people who have great leadership skills, because you have revealed your power to us, they want to see you in person, not through video calls alone." he stood up, and I stood up.
The goddamn father stood up, while Carroline intended to escape, but unfortunately he was transported by Tom, saying, "Don't run, you still have business..."
After that I went to follow Tom and that fucking dad, go somewhere.
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We were still in StarSam Hunter Academy, but in a different place to my class, which was in a room close to the teacher's room, I didn't know what room it was.
Tom opens the door and then comes in, you fuckin' dad comes in, and then I follow him.
When I entered, some people, with an existence equivalent to my grandfather, stood in the room, wearing neat clothes, namely black suits, black trousers, and white shirts, some wear various colors. On the left chest they are embedded medals with different shapes each person. My grandfather used to call it formal dress, worn during meetings or official events in the past, now commonly worn only when an official event or when the arrival of a great Hunter.
I raised my eyebrows, I glanced at Tom who was standing next to me, and could only let out a long sigh. When the guest wears a neat formal dress, the owner of this place only wears shorts and a shirt that even the top four buttons are not attached properly, featuring large chest muscles. I envy her, ehehe...
There was one person, the old man sitting on a wheel chair, behind whom was a person I knew, Yuuki Ken. On top of the old grandfather's head, there was a number that was large enough to stupefy me.
"Level 170? With that look? Can he fight?" I muttered, and it seemed to be heard by Tom.
"Langit, the elderly wheelchair-bound grandfather named Oga Haruno, an SS rank Hunter who was once known as the chairman of the organization EasternDragon based in Japan" he said, and I bowed in respect to him.
"Ah, no need to salute so, I'm no longer the one who deserves that respect." the old man said in a foreign language and Auto Translator translated it into Indonesian.
"Let's say, you're still a better Hunter than me, so I can't disrespect you" I said politely. Mana might be disrespectful in the face of these powerful people, one piece of wrong, lives threatened.
"Huh, does the Flame Emperor Container have to think so?" Zon scoffed, and I only smiled faintly on the outside, but in my heart, I desperately wanted to strangle Zon if he was in front of me.
"You must be the one who spoke to me and Uncle Frans?" I asked, because their faces look like they were on a video call a month ago.
"Right, and we came just to visit and see the face of the container directly." a woman I knew named Marie smiled, making her look prettier than my mother, "And, we've seen her..."
Yuuki raised his sword which was still sheathed then handed it to the old grandfather who was called Oga Haruno by Tom while saying, "Grandfather, just drop it for a while..."
Tom and the goddamn dad moved in earlier, moving next to a white guy with a little mustache under his nose that I remember named William Vunion.
"I've sensed it, your aura is different from the students of this academy, who even now have 5th grade only have a small aura when compared to you." Yuuki said, "Isn't that right, grandfather?" he asked as he glanced back, towards Grandpa Oga.
"Yes, I can feel it, he is different from the others." Grandpa Oga said, in a very frail voice.
"When I dropped him off, I couldn't believe that he was the grandson of Star's grandfather, and the son of the most stupid Assassin in the world, Joko Taru..." the man who had driven us to the dorm earlier said, "After looking at it further, didn't he inherit everything that his father and grandfather had?"
"Yes..." John Person said, "But now we have to talk seriously..."
"When exactly did you receive the power of the Flame Emperor?" Tom was still standing with both hands in his shorts, "And why did you choose to reveal it to the world, when you still did not have enough power, even you still can't beat any of us?"
From there, I knew Tom was worried about me, and it might have been like supporting me, but in the wrong way, it sounded like underestimating me.
But well, I knew also that if it was true, I would not even be able to land a single strike on the body of Marie Guitternie who had the weakest appearance in this room, either, it probably won't be able to keep up with my father's movement of becoming a two-year SS Hunter rank.
"I guess, if I say it earlier, then you guys can more quickly prepare the power to anticipate the attack that the Dragon Lord is referring to." I replied, "About when I received the power of the Flame Emperor, it will be, that was about five years ago, about a week or so a few days before the Icelandic Raid began."
"And you've reached level 46 at such a young age, how old are you?" ask grandpa Oga.
"Twelve years." I replied, "I've been practicing for a long time since five years under my grandfather's guidance."
Everyone's face was shocked, except for the goddamn father who just sighed, he must have been thinking about it since he found out that I was a container.
"If you train hard, raise your level to level 200, maybe you can surpass the SSS Hunter rank power in the world at this time, that super-large man." Al Sallah stroked his chin, "Well, just think of it that way if the concept of the system is indeed similar as in the game."
"Do you know what the system works like?" I asked, if they knew maybe they could explain how the system could be lodged in my body when I fell to my knees in the waterfall when I practiced sword for the first time.
"My estimation is that there are conditions that must be met so that the system in the body rises, when I used to get the system when I managed to finish off my first Monster, it seems because I have somewhat forgotten about the events before." grandpa Oga said, "Tom?"
"That's when I managed to finish off the Monster with both hands that didn't hold any weapons, even though I had a hard sword, but it was already destroyed during that fight, so I had to put on my hand that was wearing iron gloves." Tom replied, "My intentions are still good, so things like that can still be remembered."
"You? How about when you get the system?" ask grandpa Oga.
"When I practice swinging a sword and falling then being laughed at by my grandfather." I replied, and made the old man sitting in a wheelchair laugh.
"In my conclusion, the system comes up at an unexpected time, and a time when we do one thing that people will know as something we used to do, right?" my question, and everyone was silent to it, seemed like they did not understand my words.
Are my words hard to understand?