The Family on Kukuroo Mountain...

"Is this the Seals left by my great-grandfather?"

Xia stared at the yellow Seals in her father's hand, her face full of curiosity.

Staring at the strange hieroglyphs above, completely baffled, he scratched his head and looked at Jorar.

"It looks like there's some kind of script written on it, Father. Do you recognize it?"

Jorar shook his head.

He stared blankly at his grandfather's belongings, memories of the past flooding his mind, his expression nostalgic, his eyes gentle.

I don't know much about what your great-grandfather left behind either.

"However, I doubt he would lie to his own child... Let's see how to use this together."

Take the Seals out of the basement.

The two of them took turns carefully holding it, examining it closely for a long time under the sunlight and lamplight...

Pity...

Nothing was gained...

Xia's face turned somewhat pale, and she looked at her father with disappointment.

"Father, we have no clue... This thing looks like a plain, random scribble."

Jorar was also somewhat disheartened.

He was of mediocre talent to begin with, and seeing that even his intelligent son had no ideas, he couldn't help but feel discouraged and muttered to himself.

"That's impossible... Grandfather would never lie to us..."

Lost in thought, he accidentally knocked over a glass on the table, spilling water all over the surface.

"Careful!"

Xia reacted quickly and grabbed the Seals that was lying flat on the table.

Unfortunately, it was still swallowed by the water.

This Seals had been kept in the basement for years without any proper protection.

If it gets wet again, it might fall apart...

Xia carefully picked up the Seals from the water, her expression somewhat grim.

He felt a pang of regret, realizing he had wasted so much time...

However, the moment he subconsciously looked down to check the extent of the damage to the Seals in his hand, his gaze sharpened, his expression changed slightly, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Father!"

"This thing doesn't seem to be afraid of water..."

Hearing Xia's exclamation, Jorar quickly came over.

The yellow Seals remained grayish, without the slightest trace of water stains.

"Strange!" Jorar asked, somewhat puzzled. He hesitated for a moment, then looked at Xia with a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

"How about... we try again?"

Xia nodded slowly, then pinched a corner of the Seals and dipped it in water.

The two stared intently.

When the Seals was lifted from the water, the water droplets fell smoothly, and the surface of the Seals remained dry and worn.

Their eyes lit up.

These scribbles... seem unusual!

At least, upon witnessing this strange phenomenon, the two felt a glimmer of hope.

Xia hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and decided to take the risk.

"Father, wait for me!"

He quickly went to the side, lit a candle, and brought it over. Jorar's expression changed slightly, and he hesitated.

"Xia, do we really have to try this?"

"That's right. If this really was a keepsake left by my great-grandfather for the family to use in critical moments, it wouldn't have been so easily damaged!"

It must be said that Xia's thinking was very accurate.

He carefully pinched one corner of the Seals and slowly approached the flame. At that moment, both of them held their breath, not daring to blink, staring intently.

One corner of the Seals was near the flame, but it had no effect...

Xia continued pushing, her hands trembling, until she pushed it completely into the flames, but it still didn't change!

Invulnerable to water and fire!

At this moment, the two became excited.

"Father, Great-Grandfather didn't lie to us; this thing is indeed an extraordinary creation!"

Xia's eyes lit up with excitement, and Jorar was also extremely excited, but he quickly calmed down, frowning and looking puzzled.

"But... Xia, how exactly do I use it correctly?"

Xia's eyes narrowed, her gaze fixed intently on the Seals.

"Father, what will we do when the family truly faces a crisis?"

Jorar was startled and said in horror.

"Does it require a dead person to use it?"

Xia shook her head.

"It doesn't necessarily require death; perhaps it's... blood, the blood of our race."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy displayed a maturity beyond his years. He picked up a small knife from the table and slashed his palm. Then, with his bloodied hand, he grasped the Seals.

"Xia, you...!"

Before Jorar could finish speaking, he was surprised to find that the Seals in Xia's hand reacted violently, instantly emitting a dazzling light!

"This is!?"

The two looked shocked.

Xia witnessed everything that was happening before her eyes, a smile of excitement spreading across her face.

No matter how intelligent he is, he is still just an ordinary boy. It's like he's solving a puzzle, and he has successfully cracked the problem left by his great-grandfather!

At the same time.

Unbeknownst to them, just as the Seals's light flickered...

It is located at the northwestern end of the continent inhabited by all of humanity.

Republic of Padokea, Dentora Region, deep within the Kukuroo Mountains.

A gentle breeze blew, and sunlight filtered through the sparse branches, casting dappled patterns of light on the roof of a quaint teahouse.

"Ding-a-ling~"

The wind chimes hanging from the eaves swayed gently in the breeze, making a soft, melodious sound.

Here.

This is one of the few peaceful corners of life within the Zoldyck Family's territory.

The paper door of the tea room was half-open. There was a dark-colored low table, several futons, and a calligraphy painting with vigorous ink strokes hanging on the wall. Two old men were sitting opposite each other with their eyes closed, sipping tea.

One of the elderly men had an unusual appearance, like an alien, with a severely disproportionate head and body, a protruding forehead, and sunken eye sockets.

The other man, with gray hair, slowly sipped his tea.

I don't know if I was disturbed by the wind chimes, or... awakened by the noise.

The two old men opened their eyes simultaneously.

What happened?

The elderly man with gray hair looked puzzled, raised his eyes slightly, and asked in a hoarse voice.

The strangely-looking old man remained silent, sitting upright with his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

His dark, deep gaze, seemingly casually sweeping across the swaying shadows of the trees outside the window, then returned to the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

His lips moved, but he didn't utter a word.

At this moment, even though the old man looked incredibly terrifying, one could sense that he was savoring the bitterness of tea, or perhaps chewing on some distant thought.

"It's all old news again. Honestly, we're assassins. We're all about getting paid and doing things cleanly and efficiently. We can't just kill people indiscriminately because of personal feelings. If word gets out, it'll damage our reputation!"

The old man with gray hair shook his head, complaining with a hint of impatience.

However, after complaining, he seemed to calm himself down, slowly opened his eyes, his gaze gradually becoming calm and undisturbed, and said in a deep voice.

"Let Silva handle this matter..."

"This kid's been really Kikyo a hard time lately, honestly, they're all such a handful..."

Meanwhile, on another part of the mountaintop, in a room with a cold, gloomy color scheme.

"Ah, my love, I can feel that strong, powerful heartbeat again! Our baby will be even more perfect this time!"

The burly man named Silva looked helpless and said in a deep voice.

"I understand, Kikyo, but it's not good to say things like that in front of Illumi and Milluki..."

In front of the two people.

Two children, one tall and one short, were standing there.

A bicycle was lying on its side.

Illumi, with his short, jet-black hair, was dressed in modern clothes. His eyes were lifeless, as if he hadn't heard his mother's words, and his face was expressionless.

Beside him was a small, black-haired child in overalls who walked with a wobbly gait.

However, the child revealed a mischievous look, nudged his older brother beside him, and pretended to ask a question.

"Big brother, is Mom trying to be affectionate with Dad?"

"Yes... that's right, that's how you act cute, but you can't say that in front of Mom, she'll get angry."

"Milluki!! Illumi!!"

Immediately afterwards, the woman in the kimono wearing a strange electronic eye suddenly flew into a rage.

He chased after the two children and started hitting them.

"Milluki, it's time to run."

"Hey, buddy, wait for me! I haven't gotten on the bus yet... Hey, I haven't gotten on the bus yet!"

"My adorable Milluki, are you mocking your mother!?" Behind him, the terrifying Tyrannosaurus Rex was already close in. Milluki hid in a corner, on the verge of tears.

Silva, who had been watching this Silva with a smile on his lips, suddenly became serious.

He seemed to be answering the void.

"Understood, I'm coming right now!"