Chapter 273: There Are Not Two Suns in the Sky x In Heaven and Earth, I Alone am Honored
"Roy Zoldyck..."
"[Spiritual Morphine] Guzman..." Roy located Guzman through the [Targeted Tracking Technique]. This time, he canceled all other perspectives and concentrated his Nen aura to lock onto the green-haired youth. Now, he finally saw it clearly.
The so-called [Scapegoat Rag Doll] was actually a thick [Karmic Thread] that went straight into the void from the top of Guzman's head, its end unknown... Following this karmic thread, Roy's pupils suddenly trembled. At the moment it was about to fly out of the island in the center of the lake...
His consciousness, following his line of sight, snapped with a crack.
In the unseen world, Roy seemed to see a river, enclosing the entire continent like the World Serpent. It isolated some kind of peeping from the Dark Continent, and yet seemed to simultaneously protect the island in the center of the lake from infringement, faintly warning him... danger!
In a trance, Roy vaguely understood something. Looking down at Guzman, he narrowed his eyes and said: "So you come from that continent."
As his words fell, the private soldiers, including the old brigade commander Grant, and even Benjamin Hoikoro on the throne, suddenly focused their gazes, shooting them toward Guzman.
With his origins exposed, the green-haired youth decided to stop pretending. He put his hands together, silently chanted: "Truth above..."
He straightened his back and said in a deep voice: "That's right,"
"I am the most devout and humble servant of the great True Creator, the source of all manifestation. I have come down to the mortal world upon a divine oracle to preach and purge heretics, among which... you are one,"
"And the host of Zoldycks behind you!"
Uproar!
Guzman's sudden confession was undoubtedly like dropping a heavy bomb into a calm pool of water!
With a boom, it shocked the old brigade commander Grant and the others to the point of their scalps turning numb... As Benjamin Hoikoro's personal guards, ready to die for him at any moment to replenish his Nen ability, they keenly grasped the "that continent" mentioned in Roy and Guzman's words!
What is "that continent"? Only the Dark Continent! The very continent their King and Highness hoped Beyond would lead Kakin to ascend to as a nation? Could it be... the Black Whale currently under day and night supervision and construction by the harbor adjacent to the royal palace?
Grant and the others looked at Guzman in shock and suspicion. Their minds recalled the intelligence they had gathered about the [Truth Cult]. Some strange points... seemed to make sense now, even... matching up one by one.
Grant stealthily glanced at Benjamin Hoikoro again.
This First Prince of the Kakin Empire was only surprised for a moment, then returned to his unperturbed, extremely majestic demeanor, as if he had foreseen everything and wasn't surprised at all.
He merely withdrew his gaze from Guzman, cast a sidelong glance at Roy, and said: "This is not your home, Roy Zoldyck." Benjamin Hoikoro narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Coming and going as you please, without even a word of greeting, aren't you... taking yourself too seriously?"
Benjamin Hoikoro... Roy looked down at this First Prince from above, recalling all the descriptions about him in the original story. Compared to the Second Princess's "insanity", the Third Prince's "shrewdness", and the Fourth Prince's "pure evil"... this man didn't show off, but just sitting there, he was an army, a nation, and even... a world unto himself.
The invisible Nen aura radiating from his body was as domineering as Silva's, yet it had an extra trace of kingly aura.
Clearly, his Nen ability [Those Who Inherit the Stars], which could simultaneously encompass the Aura Volume and abilities of fourteen private soldiers, invisibly brought him immense confidence.
With another glance, Roy noticed the peculiar "Nen Beast" suspected to be a "fly" squatting behind him. As Roy's Nen aura surged, he heard Xiaojin's call, sharing the same "status" as the [Macaw of Fiča] he summoned when he first met Ging...
Roy put his hands together, silently chanted an honorific title, and said: "Praise the Sun! Please understand, Your Highness, no matter how big the world is, sunlight can reach anywhere at any time..." The boy said sincerely: "The reason I appeared here is not my fault, the fault lies with the sun, the fault lies with the sunlight..."
"Hehehe..." Benjamin Hoikoro's fingers tapping the armrest suddenly stopped. He laughed, a rare occurrence. The laughter was muffled like thunder, exploding in the void with a boom boom~, accompanied by the overbearing kingly aura overflowing within him, shaking violently!
"Sun?" Benjamin Hoikoro's momentum rose steadily. Staring into Roy's pupils, he said: "Are you sure?"
There are not two suns in the sky. For thousands of years, ever since the world had life and birthed thought, there has been and only ever will be... one sun!
"Could this guy Roy Zoldyck have used the [Sun] as his [Visualization Object] to condense his [Ren]?" The old brigade commander Grant instantly figured something out, and along with Benjamin, looked up at Roy in shock.
To the side, Guzman lowered his eyelids, his demonic pupils overflowing with murderous intent. He suddenly thought of Zzigg Zoldyck. Truly... they are cut from the same cloth. They are all arrogant fools whose ambitions are so grand... that even Gods would be shocked and wary!
Gazes converged, instantly shifting from Guzman to the mid-air...
Roy remained expressionless. He cast a faint glance at Benjamin, two suns puffed and ignited in his pupils, and he said leisurely: "There is nothing to be sure of."
The boy's silver hair cascaded like a galaxy, the ends faintly revealing a dazzling gold. He reached out to pinch a ray of moonlight and said faintly: "In heaven and earth, I alone am honored. I am the sun, and the sun is me, whether past, present, or future!"
"Boom!" Thunder in the dead of night... Guzman snapped his head up, looking dangerously at Roy, and shouted loudly at Benjamin Hoikoro: "Your Highness sees it now, this is what he said himself!"
"The source of a Nen user's power comes from their mind. If he dares to say this, it means this is what he thinks in his heart~!"
The old brigade commander Grant and the host of private soldiers stood in front of Benjamin Hoikoro, their faces unsightly.
To them, the only sun in the world could only be Benjamin, and must be Benjamin. Otherwise, they, the private soldiers selected by [Those Who Inherit the Stars], ready to die and manifest at any time, would have no meaning to exist.
In a word, if you are the sun? Then what are we, the "stars"?!
Silence filled the temporary palace at this moment.
As Guzman's words fell,
Benjamin Hoikoro put away his lazy demeanor, suddenly reaching out and swiping at the sky.
A massive, pure torrent of Nen aura abruptly charged towards Roy. However,
Before the "Nen torrent" could get close, Roy, having traced the source of the [Scapegoat Rag Doll] and marked Guzman with the [Targeted Tracking Technique], immediately withdrew his "Nen Power", and his line of sight withdrew from the Kakin Empire.
"Bang!" The eyes disappeared, the "Nen torrent" lost its target and rushed straight to the ceiling of the hall, suddenly blasting a huge hole in the ceiling, revealing the bright moon high in the sky, eternally existing...
The old brigade commander Grant and the host of private soldiers exchanged a sighing glance, then quietly looked at Benjamin Hoikoro and Guzman... This First Prince of the Kakin Empire and the divine servant projected to the lower realm by the [God] specifically responsible for purging Roy, looking up at the deep night and the ethereal moonlight... all fell silent...
[Beep...]
[Prompt: The "Potential Believers" witnessed your battle with Hisoka Morow, giving rise to feelings of admiration and reverence towards you, desiring to learn "Nen abilities" from you, and eagerly awaiting official acceptance]
"Dong..." Deep into the night, the Big Ben at the dome of the Pale Church chimed, reminding Roy that the night had officially entered its latter half. The boy forcefully withdrew his thoughts from the scenes he had just seen in the Kakin Empire and various corners. With another glance, he looked towards... Chrollo, Uvogin, Nobunaga, Pakunoda, Sarasa, who walked out from behind the various garbage piles outside the courtyard, and finally Shalnark, who failed to hold Chrollo back in a moment of inattention. The corners of his mouth hooked up. Holding the scripture, he smiled gently at them and said: "Praise the Sun. Why have you come?"
"For power." Chrollo placed his right hand over his chest and bowed solemnly.
"Damn it, let this guy beat me to it!" Uvogin was the second to jump out, patting his chest and saying: "Priest, me too! I want to train with you and defeat Kastro!"
Nobunaga and Pakunoda, one next to Uvogin and one next to Chrollo, bowed to Roy... To the side, Sarasa boldly slapped Shalnark on the back: "What are you staring blankly for?"
Stepping forward and bowing as well...
Roy's clone [Taiyi] nodded gratifyingly. His empty hand emitted specks of fluorescent light. Reaching into the moonlight, he directly pulled out the "Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi", and lightly tapped each of them on the shoulder twice...
Panel prompts...
[Detected "Potential Believer" Chrollo is officially accepted, "Faith Power" +10...]
[Detected "Potential Believer" Uvogin is officially accepted, "Faith Power" +8...]
[Detected Nobunaga, Pakunoda, Shalnark are officially accepted, "Faith Power" +8+8+8...]
Finally, Sarasa... [Faith Power +20]
Roy froze slightly, taking a deep look at the little girl with two golden pigtails flicking behind her head. In the original story... it was her death that completely set the Spiders on the path of darkening. The karma involved in this is profound!
"All of you, rise. Stay here tonight, and tomorrow morning, we resume training." As Roy's gaze shifted, he faintly swept a glance at the various spies hiding in the dark, peeping shadows. When he spoke again, he spat out one word: "Scram!"
Tap... tap... tap... Messy footsteps rose from all directions, fleeing in panic. In the end,
Only the [Pretentious] Berus in the neighboring block remained, holding binoculars. Through the lenses, he locked eyes with Roy. He uncontrollably stiffened, frozen in front of the window like a stone statue, unable to recover his senses for a long time...
"Boss," at this moment, a trusted subordinate asked tentatively: "What should we do next?"
Berus remained silent. After a long while, he let out a long, melancholic sigh: "Do nothing, and we can't do anything."
Ultimately, he was too slow to make contact... And this one step slow, like triggering dominoes, every subsequent step, even every single step, would slow down as well...
The only silver lining in this misfortune was... "Fortunately, Chrollo and the others entered the church..."
After a moment, Berus sat back at his desk, lit a cigar and smoked it. Amidst a hazy cloud of smoke, he quietly comforted himself...
Whoosh~ At this moment, the evening breeze blew the curtains, making them rustle.
As Chrollo and the others followed Roy into the church,
The mottled church door closed with a creak.
Padokea Republic, Kukuroo Mountain, Zoldyck Family Estate.
Roy deactivated [Shared Vision] and returned to his own bedroom. Tsubone's figure was already gone from his sight.
Rumble rumble... After finishing her report, the old butler cleared the dishes that night and pushed the dining cart down... Like Gotoh, before going to sleep, she checked the progress of the clothes the tailor was sewing for Roy. Passing by the third floor of the butler's villa, she suddenly saw a high golden ponytail struggling to do squats in the corridor by the window.
Tsubone paused her steps, and then, as if driven by some strange impulse, walked over.
"It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Two pink pigtails draped behind her head, Tsubone's burly figure was no less than a gorilla's. Abruptly arriving behind Kurajin, her head touching the ceiling of the corridor, her shadow fell, almost enveloping Kurajin completely!
The young girl was focusing, and was startled by the sudden greeting.
Propping up her aching calves to stand up, she turned around to see it was Tsubone, and hurriedly bowed in salute: "Good evening, Lord Head Butler."
The young girl straightened up again, wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead, caught her breath and said: "I'll practice for a while longer before sleeping."
"Why?" Tsubone suddenly asked.
Kurajin was stunned at once, blurting out subconsciously: "What... why?"
The old butler looked down from above, looking deeply at her: "Why work so desperately?"
"Isn't everyone working desperately?"
"That's not a reason." Tsubone's old eyes, full of vicissitudes and having experienced much, seemed to see deep into the young girl: "You are already a full-fledged butler, no longer an apprentice. There is no reason to work so hard anymore. Besides... the other apprentice butlers don't work as desperately as you do now."
Being an apprentice butler for the Zoldyck family is undoubtedly the hardest thing in the world.
Tsubone had seen people collapse from exhaustion, become paralyzed from exhaustion, break down from exhaustion and run out of the Zoldyck estate crying. Even... people getting sick from exhaustion. Yet she still saw... a girl, a girl brought home by the Young Master, stubbornly persisting. And,
Even after becoming a full-fledged butler, she showed no intention of stopping at all.
Looking deeply at her.
Kurajin's golden hair swayed in the wind. With lowered eyelids, she remained silent for a good while, then whispered: "Because I don't want to be left behind."
The young girl counted on her fingers: "Never mind Head Butler Gotoh, he's been following the Young Master since childhood. Kastro, who was the second to come up the mountain, didn't become a butler much earlier than me. Now I hear, he's also following the Young Master,"
Kurajin bit her lower lip and looked up, looking firmly at Tsubone, and said decisively: "I also want to follow the Young Master, even if... it's just for one day."
Hearing this, Tsubone was briefly in a trance. Looking down at Kurajin, she vaguely saw her past self, still a little Tsubone, following behind Zzigg's butt all day. After a long while, she recovered her senses, looking profoundly at Kurajin and said:
"I thought you were doing it for your tribe."
"At first it was for the tribe, but now," Kurajin raised her fist and puffed out her chest, saying: "For the Young Master, is for the tribe!"
"I believe the Young Master,"
"Will not leave me behind!"
Tsubone: "..."
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