Roy quietly watched Silva,
Father and son faced each other across a door, silent yet with thunder crackling between them!
"I just want an answer," Roy stood firmly as if rooted in the ground, letting Ren blow his beautiful silver hair behind him, his face tense yet unchanged in color, and said, "Father, just answer, yes... or no."
"Hohoho..." Silva let out a restrained laugh, his voice low,
His strong arms, muscular like a dragon's body, crossed in front of his chest, chin raised slightly, looking down at Roy: "Do you want to know the answer?"
"Defeat me first!"
"Boom!" As the word "first" dropped, Ren burst like a hurricane, the force overwhelming!
Visible to the naked eye, the floor began to crack from Silva's position and quickly spread under Roy's feet with lightning speed, seeming to swallow him and pull him into hell!
"Alright." Roy gave Silva a deep look, disregarding the crack as nothing, and just as it was about to reach under his feet... his youthful body emitted shimmering light spots and then instantly transformed into light, merging into the moonlight, drifting towards his bedroom, leaving the training room in an instant.
"Whizz~" Ren retracted,
Silva noticed, narrowing his eyes slightly, and at that moment, even he felt a bewildering illusion, as if he couldn't grasp a physical entity. Watching Roy drift away with the moonlight… his arms naturally dropped, slipping into his pockets, he stood quietly pondering amidst the mess, speechless.
"That boy, he's becoming more and more like a mystery." Just then, a hunched shadow emerged from the darkness, Zeno came out from the garden, back into the castle, catching up to watch Roy leave with Silva, asking, "Why not tell him?"
With white hair swaying in the wind, Zeno glanced at Silva: "What are you afraid of now?"
Silva... silent, after a while, gazed out the window at the deepening night over Kukuroo Mountain and felt the cool mountain breeze from outside, saying faintly, "I don't know, maybe I'm... afraid..."
"Afraid?!" Zeno's eyes widened, looking at Silva in shock as if seeing a ghost, "Did you do evil in the game?"
"No."
"Then what are you afraid of?"
"Not of that," Silva squinted slightly, "It's the fear that those we know... are doing evil!"
"It's just a game, what's the matter?"
"Father, do you believe that yourself?"
Zeno: "....."
Speechless,
Silva ignored him, with a deep gaze through the night towards the basement, speaking profoundly: "I don't know what happened on grandfather's side back then, but I know, no game can be made that real."
"So?" Zeno stroked his silver beard, glancing askew: "How do you explain coming back to life?"
"After the reviving coins grandfather gave were used up, father immediately got kicked out of the game, that's the explanation." Silva said calmly, "Besides, resurrection is possible in reality too."
Zeno, silent.
After a moment, he left Zeno and headed to the door: "You can't avoid it, sooner or later... you'll have to answer."
"Then it depends on his ability!" Silva's eyes flickered, mouth grinning silently: "In any case, I won't lose!"
"Is that so?" Zeno let out a low chuckle, stepping on "Dark Step" and walking away, quickly merging into the shadows.
"Dang~" It was nine o'clock at night, and the clock chimed the hour.
Leaving the training room, Roy stepped out from the moonlight, landing lightly in the ancient corridor of the castle that reeked of age, fixing his gaze on Illumi, leaning against the wall with his whole face buried in the shadows.
"I thought you guys would start fighting." The boy crossed his arms, staring straight at Roy with his hollow eyes, saying, "If you get hurt, I can take care of you,"
"While Wutong is still asleep."
"No need." Roy put his hands in his pocket, casually opened Wutong's panel for a glance.....
[Follower: Wutong (Note: Full loyalty)]
[Current status: Evolving....]
[Constitution +1+1+1+1......]
[Current: 435 compared to pre-evolution increase of a hundred points → 924 (Note: Continuously increasing)]
[Manifested Nen Amount: C(37415/100000)→C+ (14210/100000) (Note: Continuously increasing)]
[Potential Qi Amount: C+ (14578/100000) → C+ (87412/100000) (Note: Continuously increasing)]
[System: Release]
[Initial Nen Ability: Coin Guesser]
[Initial Embrace Telekinesis Ability: Currently awakening...]
[Awakening progress: 27%]
[Evaluation: C+]
[Note: Referring to ants, your follower "Wutong" already possesses the top Master General level of ants and is advancing towards B- level]
Roy's eyes flashed with a red glow, throwing a glance at Illumi with the "Eye of Truth" without a trace...
[Illumi (Note: Full loyalty)]
[Constitution: 873]
[Manifested Nen Amount: C(45781/100000) (Note: Continuously increasing)]
[Potential Qi Amount: B (980,000/1,000,000)]
In terms of "Numerical Value",
Has already been surpassed by Wutong......
Roy reached out, grabbing the foolish Mamen Beans in his palm, rubbing it hard, then released him saying: "You have to work harder....."
Then brushed past the boy, heading towards his own bedroom,
"Tap... tap...." Footsteps echoed in this quiet, slightly restless night....
Illumi touched his forehead, trying to retain the remaining warmth on his head, slowly realizing something, yelled at Roy with his back facing him: "What do you mean?"
"Are you blaming me for not being able to help you defeat father?"
Roy paused, chuckled softly, waved his hand with two fingers behind him, and stepped forward, rounding the corner, disappearing into the darkness.
"What nonsense, only speak when you can defeat Wutong....."
Illumi: "....."
Momentarily stunned, as if hearing some gigantic joke, standing petrified in place, like being turned to stone under Medusa's gaze.
"Tap... tap...." The footsteps grew more distant, and weaker... Roy walked slowly, pretending not to see his silly brother's embarrassment, arriving in front of the bedroom door, noticing two pink ponytails swinging behind in the wind... it was Tsubone,
Roy slightly nodded to the figure, then removed his slightly tight training clothes, wearing only a pair of briefs, and sat by the dining table.
"Young master, new clothes have already been ordered, they'll be delivered early tomorrow morning." The old butler pushed the dining cart "rattling" in, unveiling the dishes, setting them on the table to serve Roy dinner, adeptly taking over Wutong's role, catering in every aspect, as diligent as in old times.
"Got it." Roy cut a piece of steak, threw it into his mouth, "Crunch~crunch~" chewing as he said: "Tell me, any news the past few days?"
"Indeed there is," Tsubone's build was no less than Silva's. He immediately pushed up the glasses on his nose, fetched a small notebook from his pocket to report: "I reviewed the intel organized by Wutong, coupled with the information Hall provided over these days, summarized it simply, there are two pieces related to you, young master, possibly needing your attention."
"Go ahead."
"Yes."
Tsubone opened the notebook, speaking with respect: "First, the person named Sisko Moro, according to Hall's informants in Meteor Street, someone has already sighted him at Meteor Street, the direction..."
The old butler cautiously glanced at Roy: "It seems... he is heading towards the district where you reside, young master."
"Has he arrived?" Roy calmly sipped some milk to wash down the steak, sharing the information immediately via the "Soul Corridor" with [Taiyi],
Meteor Street, Pale Church.
A young priest held a scripture, standing with his back to the courtyard behind him, where strictly practicing "Flame Breathing" was Haseki Dorou, then at a moment, said in a calm manner: "Dorou, step back to my side."
With a "snap~" a Tiger Bite Fist, white-haired youth could readily ignite a flame, slightly stunned,
He paused without any action,
Suddenly looked towards the street....
A head of crimson short hair combed back slowly came within his sight.....