Chapter 848
Ron could understand why the relationship between Morena and Camilla was so hostile.
They were both daughters of the king of Kakin—but one held the official title of "princess," while the other was an illegitimate child.
When parents fail to handle the balance between children and show clear favoritism, resentment can grow quickly between siblings. And in the case of Morena and Camilla, their disparity was far beyond the typical tensions between siblings.
If Morena had been meek and submissive, perhaps their relationship wouldn't have deteriorated to this extent. But Morena had a fiercely assertive personality. Camilla, on the other hand, was exceptionally proud—arrogant even, and deeply greedy.
So the moment they came into contact, conflict was inevitable. Judging by the current state of things, their relationship had moved past mere hostility into something far worse. Whatever familial bond had once existed between them was gone. What remained was only contradiction, conflict, and hatred.
Then again, the royal family was never known for deep affection. Even among the other princes, there were few with genuine bonds. Everyone had their own agendas, their own interests.
"I'm sorry, Ron. Camilla's target was me, but I dragged you into this."
Ron waved his hand. "It's fine. It's not your fault. And honestly, it might not be as you assume. It's also possible they were coming for me. Besides, those two won't be able to cause me any real trouble."
The two prisoners—a large man and a shorter figure—had begun to panic.
They had been ordered to attack Ron.
When they received the mission, they hadn't taken it seriously. It seemed like an easy job. Kill Ron and earn their freedom—a deal too good to pass up in Frore Prison, where such offers were exceedingly rare.
Ron didn't even look twenty. Even if he was a talented Nen user, how powerful could he really be? A-class at most.
But they were both top-tier A-class assassins. Specialists in killing, drenched in blood from past jobs. In their minds, killing Ron would be trivial.
Now, they finally realized nothing in Frore Prison was ever that simple.
They thought they were fighting for freedom, but in truth, death was the more likely outcome
Natsu and Uchiha Sasuke were suppressing them completely.
If Illumi and Hisoka were already considered elite Nen users, then Natsu and Uchiha Sasuke were on Oster's level.
Even Chrollo, who stood on the same tier as Hisoka, had been completely outmatched when facing Oster—and that was with backup.
Now it was one-on-one.
"Who the hell is this guy?"
"He's just a Nen beast. How can he be this strong?"
The large man had always taken pride in his strength, but now Natsu was overpowering him in that very domain. His confidence was cracking. And Natsu wasn't just strong—his fire was even more dangerous.
Meanwhile, the smaller man was being completely overwhelmed by Uchiha Sasuke's speed.
"Morena, what do you want to do with these two?"
"Kill them," Morena said calmly. "The people from Frore Prison don't know who the real mastermind is. They're just here to carry out orders. Anyone who can contact someone inside Frore Prison can issue commands. That includes members of the royal family."
Ron nodded. "Kill them."
Two small wisps of aura emerged from Ron's palm and flew toward Natsu and Uchiha Sasuke.
The moment they received Ron's command, both of them shifted their fighting styles. They no longer worried about conserving aura. Instead, they launched full-power assaults, attacking the prisoners with ruthless ferocity.
The pressure on the two assassins surged. They were forced to retreat step by step, their injuries growing with every moment.
Ron didn't bother pointing out that it could have been another prince or even a royal consort who issued the kill order. Saying so wouldn't change anything—it was only a possibility. And Morena had already firmly decided it was Camilla's doing.
Ron had no intention of getting involved in the inner power struggles of the Kakin royal family.
Even if he and Morena were close, his support wasn't meant to drag himself into the royal mess. His goal was to help Morena escape that world entirely by rising within the Dark Continent.
Once she became a Sequence-ranked user, returning to Kakin would mean looking down on the royal family from an entirely different level.
"Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"
Flames ignited on Natsu's fist and crashed down on the large man's chest.
Boom!
The impact sent the man staggering backward. The flames scorched his chest, the searing heat spreading through his body.
The smell of burning flesh filled the air.
Before he could recover, Natsu was already closing in. He grabbed the man's wrists with both hands, locking him in place.
With a sharp breath, Natsu roared, "Fire Dragon's Roar!!"
A torrent of fire surged forward.
The distance between them was less than a meter. The flames engulfed the man's upper body instantly—not in a single blast, but in a sustained blaze.
The continuous high heat melted away his aura, charred his skin to ash, and exposed the raw red muscle underneath. But even that muscle began to carbonize under the relentless fire.
The pain was unbearable.
The man screamed in agony.
Meanwhile, Uchiha Sasuke had caught up to the smaller prisoner.
The moment he closed in, lightning exploded from his body.
"Chidori Stream!"
Arcs of electricity burst in every direction, covering the area around them.
The smaller man jumped, narrowly dodging Sasuke's first strike—but there was no good answer for what came next.
If he landed, he would be hit by the lightning.
If he stayed airborne, he'd become a sitting target for Sasuke's follow-up.
Either way, he was completely on the defensive.
Time ticked by.
He landed.
Electricity surged into his body, paralyzing him for several seconds.
"Chidori."
Sasuke appeared directly in front of him.
A mass of lightning gathered in Sasuke's hand, the sharp screeching of high-frequency energy echoing through the air.
Puchi!
Sasuke's arm pierced through the prisoner's chest.
But in that moment, the prisoner suddenly grinned.