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Zeno Zoldyck glanced at him, picked up a piece of meat expressionlessly, and began to eat.
As Zeno Zoldyck began, the others also started enjoying their dinner.
Illumi Zoldyck picked up a chicken leg and placed it on his plate, eating casually. But what others didn't notice was that Illumi Zoldyck was currently in a special state.
Illumi Zoldyck slightly raised his head, looking at Kikyo Zoldyck sitting opposite him. Pink smoke constantly rose from her body, and these pink wisps of smoke, as if alive, floated around her.
"Jealousy."
Illumi Zoldyck perceived the emotion hidden within Kikyo Zoldyck.
Recently, he had always been able to see these colored smokes emanating from others, and he could perceive their psychological changes from them, even inferring their mental activities.
This ability seemed to be innate, something he had since birth.
It was just that with the passage of time and changes in age, it evolved from initial emotional sensitivity to now being able to see colors representing various emotions with the naked eye.
Emotion Perception, that's what he used to call this ability.
But now, it had another name—the Seven Deadly Sins.
"Is it jealousy that my relationship with Grandpa Zeno Zoldyck is closer than with her, my mother?"
Illumi Zoldyck looked at Kikyo Zoldyck. The current Kikyo Zoldyck was very young, at 20 years old, still maintaining the elegance of a Yamato Nadeshiko, completely different from her neurotic self many years later.
But now, Illumi Zoldyck also somewhat understood why she would become like that many years later.
"Illumi, Ilmi."
"Training will begin in three days. Are you two ready?" Silva Zoldyck looked at them both, asking calmly. Silva Zoldyck was currently 24 years old, having recently become the family head.
"Mm."
Ilmi Zoldyck nodded blankly in response, while Illumi Zoldyck nodded lightly, indicating he was ready.
"Then, in three days, Zebro will conduct your training."
The family of five only exchanged these two sentences throughout dinner, not saying another word until everyone had finished eating.
Grandpa Zeno Zoldyck didn't speak at all during the entire meal, silently eating his food. He was only forty-five years old now, still in his prime, no shorter than Silva Zoldyck, and even more robust.
"What a cold family atmosphere."
Illumi Zoldyck watched Silva Zoldyck, Zeno Zoldyck, and Kikyo Zoldyck leave, then jumped off his chair and, together with Ilmi Zoldyck, returned to their room.
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Fourth day, seven in the morning.
After breakfast, Zebro took Illumi Zoldyck and Ilmi Zoldyck to the training ground.
The Zoldyck Family had cleared a training ground specifically for butlers and new recruits in this forest, covering an area of about 1600 square meters.
Of course, if one was confident in their strength, they could also venture deeper into Kukuroo Mountain's primeval forest for training.
"Young Master Illumi, Young Master Ilmi."
Zebro and Gotoh stood before them. Zebro wore a kind smile, while Gotoh's expression remained cold.
"We'll start with the most basic physical and endurance training."
Zebro picked up two black children's jackets and black wrist guards from a nearby wooden table, handing them to Illumi Zoldyck and Ilmi Zoldyck and instructing them to put them on.
"So heavy."
Illumi Zoldyck took the jacket from Zebro's hand, his arms immediately stiffening, and he leaned forward, nearly falling over.
"Bang!"
With a soft thump, Illumi Zoldyck looked beside him. Ilmi Zoldyck was sprawled on the ground, looking bewildered, blinking his eyes.
"Uh... why did I fall?"
"Hohoho..."
Zebro smiled, first looking at Illumi Zoldyck with a hint of surprise, then addressing Ilmi Zoldyck, who was on the ground.
"Young Master Ilmi, these are weighted items used to enhance your physical strength, endurance, and power."
"From today onwards, you are not allowed to take them off under any circumstances, except when bathing or sleeping."
Ilmi Zoldyck slowly got up, put on the heavy black jacket, then fastened the wrist guards around his ankles. He looked at Illumi Zoldyck, who was already dressed and waiting for Zebro's next instruction.
"The jacket weighs 10kg, and each wrist guard is 2.5kg. Once you adapt, the weight will be increased again."
Zebro introduced the weights of their gear to Illumi Zoldyck and Ilmi Zoldyck, then led them to the training ground, where they saw the training butlers.
"Young Master Illumi and Young Master Ilmi, go train with the apprentice butlers."
"Once you can keep up with their progress, we will proceed to the next stage of training."
Illumi Zoldyck looked at the training butlers: some were running, some practicing shooting, some practicing assassination techniques, and so on.
"These are all training methods I dislike."
Illumi Zoldyck lowered his gaze. As soon as he took a step, he felt as if his shoes were filled with water, and he had stepped into a swamp, making it incredibly difficult.
"This weight is truly not to be underestimated."
Illumi Zoldyck gritted his teeth, moving his feet with effort. At this rate, let alone training, he couldn't even walk normally.
"Pat..."
Small feet stepped on the ground, kicking up a circle of dust. Illumi Zoldyck and Ilmi Zoldyck slowly moved towards the training ground.
Illumi Zoldyck looked at Ilmi Zoldyck next to him. Despite the strenuous situation, he maintained a blank gaze, appearing as if he wasn't struggling at all.
In reality, however, Ilmi Zoldyck's calves and thighs were trembling constantly, clearly having difficulty persevering.
After all, this was only the first day.
...
In the evening, as the sun set, training ended.
For the entire day, the two had only adapted to the weights; they didn't do much training beyond simple walking.
But even this alone left them soaked in sweat and panting.
During dinner that night, they were so tired they felt like throwing up while eating, but for their bodies' sake, they forced themselves to swallow despite the nausea.
And this kind of training was just the beginning.
Three years later...
Two figures, one large and one small, darted rapidly through the forest.
"Dash-dash-dash..."
Illumi Zoldyck's small body moved continuously through the jungle, while Zebro leaped quickly from branch to branch behind him.
"Whoosh!"
A whooshing sound came from behind. Illumi Zoldyck immediately dove to the left, and a branch "thwacked" straight into the ground.
"She's trying to kill me, isn't she?"
Illumi Zoldyck looked at the branch deeply embedded in the ground, his face grim.
"Young Master Illumi is becoming more agile."
Zebro leaped down from a branch, stopping three meters from Illumi Zoldyck, and smiled as she watched him quickly get up from the ground.
"However, you're still..."
Before she finished speaking, Zebro suddenly rushed towards Illumi Zoldyck, delivering a punch to his abdomen.
"Too relaxed!"
Zebro shouted. Illumi Zoldyck's abdomen made a "thump" sound from the impact of the fist on flesh, and his body instantly bent over, flying backward.