Chapter 261: Three Shocks in a Day for the Zoldycks x Initial Visions of Susanoo
A tiny wound opened on his palm, and a few drops of blood oozed out, covered in a halo of sunlight under the reflection of the morning glow... Gotoh was stunned. He looked up blankly at Roy.
Seeing the boy with his silver hair draped behind his head, the wound on his palm healed in the blink of an eye. He held his hand face up, supporting the blood drops, and smiled as he looked at him: "Do you remember what I told you the day before yesterday?"
"Young Master told me to prepare to defeat Netero..."
"That's right." Roy quietly looked at the blood drop in his hand, which was recklessly radiating powerful vitality outward, and said faintly, "I said, you just go challenge Netero, and leave the rest to me. So,"
Roy looked seriously at Gotoh and said in a deep voice, "Are you ready?"
The young butler had already grown a beard under his chin, the corners of his eyebrows slightly raised. He was already beginning to show the calm, loyal, yet intelligent appearance from the original story. He took a deep breath and smiled freely...
"I will fight whoever Young Master tells me to fight."
"If Young Master tells me to die, I will die."
"Young Master, you know," Gotoh pushed up the glasses resting on the bridge of his nose, "I don't need to prepare, I am always and have always been... ready!"
The sun needs the stars to guard it. Gotoh admitted his talent was lacking and he wasn't qualified to be a permanent star beside Roy, but if not a star, then a burning meteor... Relying on the buff of [Vow and Limitation], Gotoh believed he could barely make the cut.
He stared intently at the blood drop glowing with a solar halo hovering above Roy's palm, vaguely realizing something. Looking down to meet Roy's satisfied gaze, his throat involuntarily swallowed, followed by hearing a "Very good."
Suddenly, he saw Roy flick his finger lightly: "Go."
The blood drop shot over like lightning. Catching the moment he swallowed his saliva, it instantly entered his mouth, going down his throat smoothly into his stomach...
Hot... so hot...
As the blood drop entered his stomach, Gotoh felt as if he had swallowed the sun. It burned so hot that his skin visibly turned red, and his internal organs uncontrollably began to burn... forcing him to let out a groan. His consciousness sank, and he fell straight backward...
[Prompt: [First Embrace] Activated]
[First Embrace Target: Gotoh]
[Detection: Poor aptitude, requires a longer time for modification]
[Expected Modification Time: Seven Days]
[Note: Expected modification time is determined by the aptitude of the First Embrace target. The stronger the aptitude, the shorter the modification time; conversely, the longer it takes.]
Beep beep...
The panel's notification echoed in Roy's mind as Gotoh fell into a deep sleep.
The boy reached out and pulled, using [Magnetic Force] to control Gotoh to fly up smoothly and slowly land on his own bed. He then said without looking back, "Great-Grandfather, I'm sorry, I finished the food, not a single drop left."
A Remnant Soul's Appearance
A cool breeze blew through the window into the bedroom. Maha appeared like a phantom beside the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down. Watching Roy's actions, his old eyes, weathered by time and frost, flickered uncertainly. Clearly... his heart was quite turbulent.
Maha, that butler's aura... is getting stronger!
A gasp of astonishment suddenly echoed in the old man's mind, and a hazy Nen aura within his body could not suppress its restlessness, trying eagerly to jump out... After a moment, Maha was heard saying, "No need to hide it from the child anymore, come out if you want to."
Subsequently, the Nen aura gushed out, transforming in mid-air into the appearance of Betty Zoldyck and gracefully landing...
That face, that golden braid, coupled with emerald green eyes, was almost identical to the one Roy had seen on the tombstone in Maha's dream domain...
The boy settled Gotoh, watching him, like himself earlier, get wrapped in a giant blood qi cocoon and fall into a peaceful sleep. Turning back, he smiled faintly at the woman and bowed deeply, "Your great-grandson greets Great-Grandmother."
Standing up, the boy was almost two heads taller than Betty. Even when bowing, he was still a fraction taller than her. Seeing him this morning... he was almost catching up to Silva, reaching his forehead...
"Good child, please rise,"
"Maha, look, in terms of manners, Zzigg isn't as good as him."
Betty took two steps forward, wanting very much to help Roy up, but... as a wisp of a remnant soul, she couldn't leave Maha's "Nen aura" and "divinity" support. She could only turn her head and stare blankly at Maha.
"Is it just manners..." Maha looked past Roy, deeply staring at Gotoh wrapped in the giant cocoon on the bed. He gently patted Betty's small hand, gesturing for her to sit down, then looked up at Roy and said, "Are you trying to give me and your Great-Grandmother no peace today?"
Thump~ Thump~ Gotoh's powerful heartbeat came from the large bed, just like Roy after his recent upgrade: powerful at first, drumming in the middle, and like muffled thunder exploding at the end... Clearly,
What kind of metamorphosis he was going through didn't need to be explained; it was visible to the naked eye.
"It was all an accident,"
"I didn't want this either."
Roy straightened up and spread his hands, smiling as if speaking to Maha and Betty, and also seemingly speaking to Zeno and Silva, who were peeping from the shadows in the second-floor bedroom...
In short, the boy's answer was highly unsatisfactory to the three generations of Zoldyck family heads.
Ambitions at the Pinnacle
"Hehehe... Time and again, slyly trying to use accidents as an excuse, Silva... I always think of the words Roy said to me back then when I dream at midnight these past few days. Do you know what they are?"
On the second floor of the Zoldyck family castle, in that spacious bedroom, Kikyo was sleeping soundly holding Killua. In the corridor separated by a door, a head of white hair swaggered as Zeno stepped out from the shadows. Standing shoulder to shoulder with Silva, looking at the morning glow outside the window, listening to the commotion downstairs, he turned his head and asked him.
Silva's burly body stood like an iron tower in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, not saying a word.
Waiting quietly for Zeno's next words.
After a moment, he heard him say: "He said, he wants to reach the highest point step by step..."
The man's eyes immediately burst with a fiery divine light, suppressing his voice as he laughed...
"Very well,"
"I just love,"
"Taking people from a high place,"
"And slapping them down!"
Zeno was startled, feeling this sentence sounded somewhat familiar. Thinking carefully, wasn't this what he personally said to Silva back in the day? The result was that he ended up being defeated by Silva.
The corners of his mouth twitched. He put his hands behind his back, glanced at him, and said faintly, "Is that so."
Zeno's mouth curled upwards. Releasing [En], he watched the boy and his loyal servant, one standing and one lying down, looking less like master and servant and more like close friends. He sneered, "From what Roy implies, he's not the only one who wants to stand at the top..."
Zeno's words were astonishing. He suddenly looked seriously at Silva: "If I say that one day, that child even wants Gotoh to defeat you,"
"Silva,"
"What would you think?"
Whoosh The floor-to-ceiling window was abruptly pulled open by Silva, revealing the lush, endless Kukuroo Mountain outside.
The man's gaze was deep, arms crossed over his chest, as he said calmly, "Then let them... try!"
"If one comes, I slap one,"
"If a pair comes, I slap a pair!"
"Just like how I could defeat my father back then... Simple!"
Zeno: "..."
Fine, just stay stubborn... With his white hair swaying, Zeno said to himself: "Roy, you heard him too. If you're going to beat your father, do it early. Grandpa is waiting for you."
The leisurely words rolled with the wind and poured into Roy's bedroom through the first-floor window...
The boy said nothing, yet seemed to say everything. He shrugged at Maha and made an innocent expression.
Maha looked at him deeply, turned to a helpless Betty and said, "You see, the child is grown up and knows how to keep secrets. It won't be easy to coax him and get something out of his mouth."
Was that just a thing? That was a divine skill capable of promoting a believer's metamorphosis, resembling [Divine Protection]... Not telling... was the right thing to do. Betty rolled her eyes at Maha and looked at Roy with emotion: "Accident is good, you should say it's an accident to everyone..."
"Child, you are doing very well, truly very well... Great-Grandmother looks forward to the day you ask the God with your sword."
Roy: "Great-Grandmother,"
"Yes~"
The boy smiled brilliantly, looking at her and also at Maha: "When that time comes, I'll avenge you both together!"
Betty froze, instinctively glancing at Maha. In silence, the old man took a deep look at Roy without saying a word.
After a moment, he dropped a sentence and vanished with Betty: "First win against your dad, then we'll talk."
The Unchanging Vow
Creak, the chair swayed slightly, Maha's figure already gone, leaving only a messy table, which Tsubone soon came in to clean up.
The old butler's two pink pigtails swayed in the wind.
As soon as she entered, she placed her right hand on her chest, bowed to Roy, and said, "Young Master, Master has ordered that I will be responsible for your daily life from now on, until..."
"Gotoh wakes up."
"One week." Roy held up a finger: "He will wake up in just one week."
"Yes." Tsubone lifted Gotoh from the bed by his waist, deftly gathered the dishes with her other hand, and pushed the dining cart away...
Rumble rumble... The dining cart's wheels rolling over the stone corridor made a piercing soft sound...
The door closed, separating Roy and Tsubone inside and out, as if isolating two different worlds...
At that time, it was still early. Roy put on his training clothes as usual, went to the training room to warm up, preparing to meet Grandpa Zzigg in the evening and delve deeper into the Dark Continent to continue exploring Bandle City.
Tsubone, holding Gotoh in one hand and pushing the cart with the other, heard Gotoh's heartbeat within the blood cocoon pounding like muffled thunder. Whether it was his blood qi or "Nen aura," it was slowly and steadily climbing. Her memory seemed to return to that afternoon, the day she met him carrying a sword, similarly oiling the sword for her master. Times have changed... but their circumstances are now completely different.
"Lucky guy, you were right..."
"Young Master Roy really... always treated you as a person..."
Envy swept over her heart like a tide. Tsubone sighed softly, not knowing if she was sighing for him or for herself. In an instant, she exited the ancient castle and merged into the dense forest mountain path...
An Imminent Clash
Dong~ At seven o'clock in the morning, the grandfather clock struck the hour...
Roy put on his training clothes and went out. The clothes were tight on him; even wearing the largest size Gotoh had prepared in advance, they still felt a bit small... Clearly,
The young butler never thought his young master would suddenly undergo such a huge change in height and build.
Tap... tap... In the corridor leading to the training room, Roy closed his door, shoved his hands in his pockets, and, with his beautiful silver hair draped down, strolled down the mottled corridor full of the aura of time. Smelling the fragrance of earth carried by the cool breeze and hearing the loud chirping of birds piercing the sky, compared to yesterday, walking this path... his state of mind was completely different. At the very least,
His back was stiffer and straighter!
Unhurriedly, he passed the garden, passed the dim little room, rounded the corner, and at a certain moment, paused. Approaching the training room, he looked up and saw... walking towards him from the opposite direction was a similarly flowing head of silver hair, longer than his, a stature taller than his, wearing a pitch-black training suit, chest bulging even more than his. Seeing him, he also paused and looked up...
There seemed to be an undercurrent surging in the air, transforming into an electric spark that exploded with a crack!
"Have Tsubone alter your clothes for you, they're too small." Silva, unsmiling, with his hands similarly tucked into his pockets, quietly looked at Roy.
Roy had no objections, giving a soft "Mm": "Yes."
He casually explained on behalf of Gotoh: "He didn't think I would grow this fast."
"I didn't think so either." Silva stepped forward again, brushing past the boy's shoulder: "Not only did I not expect you to grow this fast physically, but I also didn't expect you to mature this fast."
The man bypassed the boy in two or three steps, saying with his back to him: "You set the time, I am always waiting."
Roy also stood with his back to him, as if they were standing on opposite banks of a river, separated by a surging, endless torrent carrying infinite power washing down. He slowly shook his head and said, "Not now."
Silva paused his steps again: "Give me a reason."
"No reason," A hint of blood color crept out from the depths of Roy's pupils, with tomoe slowly spinning faintly. He said calmly, "The one-year deadline has not yet arrived, moreover..."
"What I want is not to fight you to a draw,"
"But rather, to thoroughly... defeat you!"
"Hehehe... Hahaha..." Silva, just as he had laughed heartily in the morning when he heard the boy push open the Testing Gate, suddenly moved and vanished in a flash...
"I will wait for you to reach the highest point!"
Crack. Where the man had stood, two deep footprints were left in place.
That was terrifying power poured out solely by the physical body without using "Nen aura," and it was also the manifestation of the [Visualization] in Silva's heart—
Overcoming all techniques with absolute strength, the pinnacle of martial arts; is merely; violence!
He just wondered, compared to the pure power and [Susanoo], which could match the [100-Type Guanyin], who would be superior!
In Roy's scarlet pupils, three ink-black tomoe fully formed.
The boy lowered his eyes, his back to the departing Silva, and glanced at his panel,
[Prompt: "Yin Release": Lv3 (8,974/10,000) (Note: Thanks to the "Negative Emotions" gifted by "Muzan", "Kokushibo", "Nakime", and others, the Host is only a hair away from reaching LV4 and unlocking the "Mangekyou Sharingan")]
Looking up again, seeing the red sun outside the window fully leap above the horizon, having become a golden orb of the sun. In this instant, he unexpectedly felt the sun was somewhat glaring, yearning for nightfall, yearning for the dark and foul, yearning to return to the Naruto world, yearning to don the guise of Jin Uchiha and collect evil.
After a long while, Roy gently touched his chest and mocked himself, "As expected of the naturally evil Uchiha,"
"Willing to disregard everything for the sake of power."
He lifted his foot again, his body gradually emitting specks of fluorescent light. When he reappeared, he was already standing in the training room, drawing his sword and swinging it, beginning his daily ten thousand practice swings...
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