What a realistic arm!
Is it the "Nen" arm manifested by the young master, or something else?
Wutong swallowed hard, bent down, picked up the phone that had fallen on the ground, and said, "Young Master, the master called to say..."
"He will be waiting for you in the training room!"
"Three lashes?"
"Yes... three lashes."
"He said 'hit if you want'... can't wait now?"
Wutong lowered his head and did not reply,
Matters involving the master and young master... Wutong knew this was something a mere butler like him could not get involved in.
Roy swiftly retrieved his arm, expressionlessly saying, "Go prepare breakfast."
"Yes."
"Remember to prepare more meat, Jinx loves it."
"Yes."
Wutong respectfully retreated...
At that moment, the red sun leaped over the horizon, dyeing half the sky red.
Roy stood in place, admiring the morning glow through the window,
turned around to wash up,
then enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast,
At precisely eight o'clock, he boarded a flight home with Wutong and Kurajing.
"Buzz~" The propellers shredded the air,
quickly leaving Saba City, heading straight for the Republic of Padokea.
.....
Full-time Calendar 1987, spring.
The winter in the Republic of Padokea arrives late and leaves late...
As March approached, at the Zoldyck Family's residence, Kukuroo Mountain... a hint of snow could still be seen at the mountaintop, adding a touch of white to the green-drenched early spring.
At nine in the morning, the sunshine was perfect.
Silva accompanied Killua for breakfast, as usual, they walked in the garden.
Killua placed his hands on his round belly, laughing foolishly...
Ever since she started showing, she eagerly awaited the child's arrival, reaching the point of "madness."
"This baby will definitely have white hair!"
Over the past few months, this was the sentence she said most often to Silva.
Perhaps because the older children had been away from home for too long... or because he used to focus on honing his assassination skills, always unaware of what "loneliness" was, Silva had increasingly felt lonely lately.
When not accompanying Killua, he mostly chose to be alone in the training room or study, lighting incense, staying for a whole day, not even practicing or taking on tasks... just zoning out, occasionally going to the old man to give him a shoulder massage...
And sometimes suffering Maha's scolding and mockery...
"Do you know what this is, Silva?" One day, the old man, listening to an animation, comfortably lay in a rocking chair enjoying Silva's massage, grunted and said, "This is called 'distant fragrance, nearby stench'...."
"When the kids aren't around, you worry about whether they've eaten well, whether they're bullied when they go out..."
"When they're close, seeing them every day becomes annoying, wishing they'd 'go away'...."
The old man's voice paused, he glanced sideways at Silva and said, "You're missing your kids..."
Which child?
Silva recalled his conversation with Maha, watching Luke approach him, paused expressionlessly, glanced at Killua... it wasn't about the child in her belly.
"Master, young master Illumi is back," Luke bent slightly and said, "He has opened the fourth 'Gate of Trial'!"
Each gate of the 'Gate of Trial' weighs four tons, the second gate eight tons, the third gate sixteen tons, and the fourth gate is... thirty-two tons... young master Illumi, at such a young age, opening four gates is already astonishing!
Luke sneakily glanced at Silva, expecting the master to praise the young master a bit, yet....
Silva merely uttered a "hmm" and passed over it, asking Luke instead, "Where's Roy?"
Luke: "..."
He swallowed hard and said, "Cooper called, saying he's already picked up the young master at the airport, should be arriving soon."
"Tell him to hurry."
Cooper's driving speed is something that can only be described as "flying," and any faster... might as well use the car as a plane for ground-level flying... Luke wiped the thin sweat off his forehead, respectfully replied, "Yes."
Then, he made a call.
Immediately,
there was the sound of an engine roaring forward!
Kurajing, sitting in the back, was nearly nauseated!
The girl who never got seasick almost threw up from the car ride, giving Kurajing a glimpse of what the "Zoldyck" was about!
If even the driver was so fierce, it's hard to imagine what the others... are like?
Kurajing, in trepidation and anticipation, quietly watched Roy sitting in the passenger seat, the boy had a Staff Blade leaning against his knee, resting with his eyes closed, and the person and car bizarrely "fused" together, giving the girl an illusion... "He" is the "car," and the "car" is "he"...
No matter how fast, how bumpy, or how trembling the car went, even "ground skimming," he remained like a meditating monk, moving with the car, relatively still...
"Sorry, young master, you heard it yourself, it's the master's order."
"Screech——"
The black sedan made a beautiful tail-flick and parked steadily in front of the mountain gate.
Cooper, holding the steering wheel, awkwardly apologized to Roy... the boy patted his shoulder, without needing Wutong to open the car door for him, stepped out first, and as soon as he looked, he saw Zebro, the gatekeeper, take off his hat and greet him, "Young master, welcome home!"
Wutong and Kurajing followed out of the car, the latter dumbfounded looking at the majestic mountain gate of the Zoldyck Family, as smart as she was, she couldn't help but swallow hard.
She thought: 'The world's number one assassin family... I... Kurajing have arrived...'
Lifting her foot to follow Roy towards the "Gate of Trial," close up... she saw a young boy with vacant eyes, long straight black hair, hands in pockets, leaning against the mountain gate, seemingly waiting for someone...
Noticing her gaze, he glanced over... Kurajing suddenly stopped, with a mental "beep——" sounding an alarm...
A woman's intuition told her... if she dared step forward, she would absolutely be pierced by a hand blade frontally!
"You shouldn't bring just anyone home," Illumi said, expressionlessly looking at Roy, "I can tolerate one Haseki Dorou, but not a second one, especially..."
The boy coldly glanced at Kurajing and said, "She's a woman!"
"So?" Roy reached out and pressed Illumi against the door with a thud: "I told you not to meddle... you seem to always forget..."
"Or do you think you're qualified to negotiate with me now?"
Illumi just quietly looked at Roy, hands in pockets, not resisting, just stubbornly saying, "I think I am."
The young boy's vacant eyes showed a trace of confidence,
"I caught up to you... I can now also open the fourth 'Gate of Trial'...."
No wonder... this is your confidence?
Roy's hand relaxed and released Illumi, then... pressed his palm lightly on Illumi's cheek, gently pushed against the "Gate of Trial"!
And then—
"Boom!"
A loud noise....
The fifth gate, weighing sixty-four tons,
abruptly opened wide!