"The source of a Nen user's power comes from the heart. If he dares to say this, it means he truly believes it!"
Old Commander Grant and his group of private soldiers stood in front of Benjamin Roast, their expressions unpleasant.
To these people, the only sun in the world could and had to be Benjamin. Otherwise, the private soldiers chosen by the [Inheritor of the Stars], who were ready to sacrifice their lives at any moment, would have no reason to exist.
In other words, you've become the sun? Then what does that make us "stars"?!
Silence enveloped the palace at this moment,
as Guzman's words faded away,
Benjamin Roast shed his lazy demeanor and suddenly reached out his hand towards the sky,
a massive stream of pure and powerful Nen surged towards Roy. However,
before the "Nen stream" could reach him, Roy identified the source of the [Substitute Death Puppet], and using the [Target Tracking Technique], he marked Guzman. Instantly withdrawing his "telekinesis", his gaze moved away from the Kakin Empire.
"Bang!" The eyes disappeared, the "Nen stream" lost its target, shooting straight through the ceiling, creating a huge hole, revealing the eternal full moon high above....
Old Commander Grant and his group of private soldiers exchanged glances with a sigh, glancing stealthily at Benjamin Roast and Guzman.....
This first prince of the Kakin Empire and the Divine Servant, responsible for purging Roy from the world under the projection of the [God] seat, looked up into the deepening night, bathed in moonlight... and fell silent....
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[滴....]
[Notice: The "potential follower" watched your battle with Sisko Morrow, and developed admiration and reverence for you, eagerly wanting to learn "Nenryoku" from you, awaiting confirmation]
"Dong.... " The deep night, the grand bell of the Pale Church dome chimed, reminding Roy that night had officially entered its latter half.
The young man forced himself to pull away from the scenes seen in the Kakin Empire and various corners, glancing again at... Kuroro, Uvogin, Nobunaga, Pakunoda, Sarasa, and finally an unwitting Sharunaaku Ryuusei who did not hold onto Kuroro as they emerged from the heaps of garbage outside the courtyard,
He curved his lips, holding the Scripture, gently smiling at them, "Praise the sun. Why have you come, gentlemen?"
"For strength." Kuroro placed a hand over his chest, bowing solemnly.
"Damn, that guy got ahead of me!" Uvogin jumped out second, patting his chest, "Father, me too! I want to train with you to defeat Haseki Dorou!"
Nobunaga and Pakunoda, one nestled to Uvogin and the other to Kuroro, bowed to Roy... On the side, Sarasa blatantly slapped Sharunaaku Ryuusei on the back, "Why are you standing there?"
Stepping forward, they bowed together.....
Roy's avatar [Taiyi], nodded with satisfaction, with his free hand emanating a faint glow, reaching into the moonlight, pulling out the "Ama no Murakumo Sword", touching each of their shoulders lightly twice....
The panel indicates...
[Detecting "potential follower" Kuroro has been confirmed, "Power Of Faith" +10....]
[Detecting "potential follower" Uvogin has been confirmed, "Power Of Faith" +8....]
[Detecting Nobunaga, Pakunoda, Sharunaaku Ryuusei have been confirmed, "Power Of Faith" +8+8+8....]
Lastly, Sarasa... [Power Of Faith +20]
Roy was slightly startled, deeply looking at the little girl with two golden ponytails swinging behind her, who caused the spiders to spiral into darkness upon her death. The consequences involved were profound indeed!
"You may all rise, stay here tonight, and train tomorrow morning," Roy's gaze shifted, sweeping indifferently across the spies lurking in the shadows, and as he spoke again, he calmly uttered one word: "Scram!"
"Step... step... step....." The sound of footsteps rose chaotically, fleeing in panic. In the end,
only Berluz, who maintained a false air of superiority while holding binoculars from the nearby street, remained. Through the lenses, he met Roy's gaze, freezing in place like a statue, unable to snap out of it....
"Boss," at this moment, an intimate confidant cautiously asked, "what should we do next?"
Berluz remained silent for a long while, sighing deeply, "There's nothing we can do, and nothing we can accomplish."
In the end, contact was delayed... and this delay, like a domino effect, ensured that each subsequent step, indeed every step, would follow slowly.....
Our only solace... 'Thankfully, Kuroro and the others entered the church,'
Berluz sat quietly back at his desk, lighting a cigar, and comforted himself quietly amid the hazy smoke.....
"Whoosh~" at this moment, the night wind rustled the curtains,
as Kuroro and the others followed Roy into the church,
the mottled church doors creaked shut,
In the Kukuroo Mountain of the Republic of Padokea, at the residence of the Zoldyck Family,
Roy withdrew the [Vision Sharing], returning to his bedroom where Tsubone was no longer in sight.
"Glug, glug, glug...." The old butler finished his report, clearing the dishes, and retreated with the serving cart for the evening....
She was as Wutong, taking a glance at the progress of Roy's clothes being tailored by a seamstress before going to bed, passing by the third floor of the butler's villa, suddenly spotting a golden high ponytail toiling with squat thrusts in the corridor by the window,
Tsubone paused her steps, and in her next stride, inexplicably walked over.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" With two pink pigtails draped behind her, Tsubone's robust figure was no less daunting than a gorilla, suddenly appearing behind Kurajing. Her head touched the top of the corridor, casting a shadow that nearly enveloped Kurajing entirely!
The girl was focused, suddenly startled by the unexpected greeting.
Bracing her sore legs, she stood up, turned her head to see Tsubone, and quickly bowed as she said, "Good evening, Chief Steward."
The girl straightened, wiping the sweat off her brow, taking a deep breath, "Just practicing a little longer before bed."
"Why?" Tsubone asked suddenly,
Kurajing was momentarily stunned, instinctively responding, "Why... what?"
The old butler looked down at her, "Why work so hard?"
"Isn't everyone working hard?"
"That's not a reason," Tsubone's eyes, aged with experience, seemed to see into the depths of the girl: "You've been confirmed; no longer an apprentice. There's no reason to push yourself like this, especially since... even other apprentice butlers don't work as hard as you do now."
Being an apprentice butler of the Zoldyck Family was undoubtedly one of the world's most grueling tasks,
Tsubone had seen many collapse from exhaustion, some fleeing in tears from the Zoldyck Family, and others falling ill yet still witnessing a girl, a girl brought back by the young master, who endured resolutely without hesitation after being confirmed,
and did not seem to intend to pause,
she looked deeply at her.
Kurajing's blond hair swayed in the breeze, her eyes lowered in silence for a while, and then she whispered, "Because I don't want to fall behind."
The girl counted on her fingers, "Wutong Chief Steward aside, she grew up with the young master, the second to arrive was Haseki Dorou, who didn't become butler much earlier than me, and they say he is with the young master now, too,"
Kurajing bit her lip, looked up resolutely at Tsubone, declaring, "I want to follow the young master too, even if... it's just for a day."
Tsubone, upon hearing this, felt a sudden déjà vu and looked at Kurajing, vaguely seeing a reflection of her own younger self, a little Tsubone, who used to circle around Jager all day. It took a long time for her to collect herself, looking softly at Kurajing,
"I thought it was for your tribe,"
"At first it was for the tribe, but now," Kurajing raised her fist, her chest out: "Following the young master is for the tribe too!"
"I believe in the young master,"
"He won't abandon me!"
Tsubone: "...."