A young boy dressed in the traditional ethnic costume of the Kurta Race, with soft blonde hair, stood anxiously behind Kurajing, half a step behind her, looking very much like...
A smaller version of Kurapika from the original story.
It's now the year 1987 on the Full-time Calendar, the year Gon and Killua were born, Sarasa isn't dead, the Spiders have not yet blackened, two years until the Kurta Race would be annihilated, and Kurapika is about six or seven years old.
The fact that he could set out alone from his secluded tribe, travel by bus and airship safely to this place, shows that he is cautious and not ordinary for his young age.
Keep in mind, the Hunter World is full of perverts, twisted, mad, greedy, and inhuman people abound.
Not to mention Meteor Street, but just talking about Yorknew City... a world that can indulge a dozen mafias to control resources and freely hire Nen users to massacre opponents, what kind of good orderly world is that?
A slow gaze penetrated the wooden door and landed on Kurapika...
Perhaps the lingering effects of suppressing the kaleidoscope Sharingan haven't been cleared...
Kurapika only felt his face cold, stretched out his small hand, and grabbed Kurajing's hand, with his finger bones slightly whitening from exertion, obviously... very nervous.
"It's okay, Pika,"
"The young master is very easy to talk to."
Kurajing kindly smiled at Kurapika, her beautiful eyes curved, shining like two crescents... with her brother here, the young girl was noticeably more active than before, and happier....
All of these, Kurapika could clearly perceive, being sensitive in thought, but... just now entering Zoldyck, being led by his sister into this tall and ancient castle, listening to her constantly mentioning... young master... young master...
Kurapika turned his head to look at his sister, he hadn't seen her so concerned about someone like this for a long time, even... more than his long-deceased parents.
The little boy took a deep breath, and said nothing.
He silently bowed his head, and in the turn of his thoughts, he seemed to recall what he had just seen and heard,
After being kindly rescued by Zebro from Netero's playful teasing,
The boy thanked Zebro, chatted and probed some news along the way... inadvertently heard the kindly gatekeeper grandpa talking about the towering gate at the foot of the mountain, which has seven doors, just to push open one door requires four tons of strength... Kurapika was stunned at that time, counting his fingers, calculating carefully, it's equal to the tonnage of a small car,
Then... "What about the seven doors?" The boy asked in surprise,
"Hehe... the total weight of the seven doors is more than two hundred tons, several times heavier than the airship you came with~"
With a smiling answer from Zebro,
However, this answer was undoubtedly shocking...
Saying it's several times heavier than an airship, what kind of concept is that? That is an ultra-large airborne fortress accommodating hundreds of passengers with all facilities complete!
Kurapika couldn't imagine... he opened his mouth wide, stunned for quite a while before regaining his senses, glanced at the mottled stone door behind him that was full of the breath of time, and exclaimed: "So heavy, can anyone really lift it?"
The door, not a mountain... Kurapika never doubted his ears for hearing wrong... he confirmed repeatedly, it really is a door,
Turning back, looked up at Zebro who blinked, quietly raised a finger and whispered to him: "Of course, the young master lifted it all with one hand a while ago."
Kurapika's pupils suddenly shook, his steps paused, he was directly dumbfounded... even though he possesses maturity far beyond his peers, with delicate and sensitive thoughts like an adult, when facing things completely beyond ordinary views and understanding... he still couldn't hold back and directly lost his composure....
"That's impossible, this is not something a human can do!"
The boy's cognition couldn't accept that someone could lift five or six airships with one hand... he immediately refuted,
But, Zebro just smiled warmly without explaining too much, took him along the stone steps, ascending step by step, towards the butler's villa halfway up the mountain... however, the two figures, one big and one small, had not gone far when suddenly a roar like thunder exploded in Kurapika's ears, making the boy's scalp tingle, his hairs stand on end, looking in fright...
"Roar!"
In the deep and lonely mountain forest, at some unknown time, a huge beast sprang out!
It possessed a pair of fierce eyes, a massive body like a mountain, strong limbs, well-developed muscles, and its dark brown fur swayed in the wind, majestic and imposing... like a bundle of steel needles, draped over it... just sprang from the forest, approached the stone steps,
Large patches of shadows cast down, blocking out the sun, causing Kurapika to look up, completely unable to see the sun overhead... his knees softened, almost falling down on the spot.
Luckily, perhaps stunned, or soul lost... in any case, the boy eventually stood firm... making Zebro beside him glance at him in surprise, gently grasping his arm, explaining hurriedly to Mikai who suddenly sprang out, mistakenly believing the boy was an intruder... "This is the honored guest the young master specifically invited to the house."
Strangely enough,
Upon hearing the words "young master"... Kurapika, supported by Zebro's warm embrace, tried hard to suppress his inner fright and bladder urge, looking up... that beast, even taller than the mountain gate seen at the foot of the mountain, resembling a hellish demon dog in appearance... bizarrely restrained all its murderous aura....
Laid down obediently, and even... wagged its tail in a flattering manner!