The Zoldycks' Family Rules X The Pickup Ship Arrives
"Has the notification been sent out?"
The notification has been sent out.
Luke called Gotoh and instructed him to have Young Master Roy take care of Young Master Illumi.
Luke immediately went to the second floor of the Ancient Castle to report to Silva.
In the bedroom, Kikyo lay lazily on the sofa, flipping through a magazine, while her butler served her fruit beside her.
Her belly grew larger day by day, and you could even hear a strong heartbeat when you pressed your face against her skin.
When she has nothing to do, she always holds her belly and acts coquettishly towards Silva, saying with great certainty, "This baby will definitely have silver hair."
Each Silva listened quietly, his mind involuntarily recalling the stubborn Sun-Earring Boy who had looked at him defiantly and declared he would kill him.
The old man always said that it was a good thing for the child to have ambition, but if he was kept cooped up at home all day, he would eventually become a good-for-nothing.
Silva understood this principle and agreed with the old man's statement, but... several days passed, and without Roy Illumi, Silva felt a sense of emptiness and boredom whenever he spent his days alone in the empty training room...
This was something he had never experienced before, which resulted in him being trained so hard by Milluki over the past few days that he is now lying in bed in his bedroom, unable to get up. Now, whenever he hears about training, he pretends to be dead and foams at the mouth.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun rose, and a ray of sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto Silva.
Today he didn't go to the training room at all, but stayed in the bedroom with Kikyo to rest, drinking red wine while listening to Luke report on the situation.
"What did he say?" The man stood blocking the window like a high wall.
Luke bowed slightly and replied truthfully, "Young Master didn't say anything."
"He's very unhappy?"
Luke lowered his head, not daring to utter a sound.
Silva his glass of red wine in one gulp, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Prepare the car, book the tickets."
He shoved the wine glass into Luke's arms, Gate of Opening, and walked out.
He went downstairs, around the corner, and through the corridor. At one point, he paused and looked ahead... Outside the dimly lit room, a rocking chair had been moved into the passageway, where a gaunt old man was quietly basking in the sun.
It's getting colder, and the days are getting shorter, so we should cherish the rare sunshine.
"Great-grandfather..." Silva squinted and bowed in greeting.
Maha lay there, feigning sleep, a blanket covering him, and lazily asked, "Where are you going?"
"Go to Saherta."
What are you going there for?
"Looking after the children."
Which child?
"Watch both."
"It's too late..." The old man Youyou opened his eyes. "Your father left early this morning."
Mentioning Zeno made Maha furious. Ever since that bastard got kicked by him, he turned around and went to the Hunter Association. He even glared at Silva with annoyance and said, "All you do is run around all day. With him around, you can stay home and keep your wife company. When you have a daughter, bring her over for the old man to hold."
"Yes," Silva straightened up, not uttering a single unnecessary word, turned and left. With his back to the sunlight, a faint sigh could be heard, "I saw him. Roy, though stubborn, is generally sensible..."
Even if you don't remind him, he'll still take care of Illumi, after all...
"We can discipline this kid ourselves behind closed doors, but others... can't touch him at all."
A cold wind blew, causing his silver hair to sway. Silva listened silently, then looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly, high in the sky. After a moment, he said, "Understood."
I retraced my steps and returned to my bedroom, finally feeling relieved.
January 4th, fishing, Nen Qi droplet, but failed to form a thread. [Nen Ability "Shape Transformation" +10... Current progress:]
21/100→31/100]
January 5th, fishing, Nen Qi droplet, successfully stretched it into a line, but unfortunately it's not long enough. [Nen Ability "Shape Transformation" +20... Current progress: 31/100 → 51/100]
January 6th.
Fishing, using Nen Qi to form a line that extended to the water's surface, breaking several times along the way; its strength wasn't quite enough. [Nen Ability "Shape Transformation" +25... Current progress: 51/100 → 76/100]
On January 7th, the Hunter Exam began, and a loud ship's horn sounded...
The ferry to the official examination location, Doli Island, arrived at Dole Port, lowered its gangway, and began picking up the candidates.
The Bald Ninja, the bandaged man, the Snake Handler, the Bow-bearing Boy, Kurta Girl followed the flow of people onto the deck, tacitly distancing themselves from the group behind them.
A Freak, and Pariston, who blocked the airport and turned Donovan into mincemeat... clearly separated, each walking down a separate path towards the gangway.
"Crunch... crunch..."
The pins on the Freak's face creaked, and his expression was stiff, making him seem lifeless, which caught Pariston's attention.
The Blonde Boy, leading Clark and Gore, stopped and let him board the ship first. His gaze followed Clark's retreating figure with interest as he asked, "Friend, what's your name?"
The Freak didn't answer; his purple hair was styled in a mohawk, and the whites of his eyes rolled upwards, giving him an indescribably eerie appearance...
He completely ignored Pariston, stepped onto the deck, and began searching with his dead fish eyes. After a while, he didn't find the figure that haunted his dreams... He was greatly disappointed and stood there for a while before walking to the mast and sitting down cross-legged.
"Playing tricks!"
"Little Hill, should I twist his head off?"
Clark couldn't stand seeing Pariston being sidelined. As for Roy Zoldyck, forget about Zoldyck, who does he think he is?
"Hehehe... no need," Pariston squinted at Illumi, a smirk playing on his lips as he took a deep breath, clearly enjoying himself. His intuition told him things were starting to get interesting... besides the Freak, there was also the Sun-Earring Boy leaning against the ship's ledge wearing a blue baseball cap—they all seemed like decent toys, of course...
None of them can compare to Roy Zoldyck!
Pariston composed himself, then stepped onto the deck and, mimicking the Freak, immediately began searching. The upturned corners of his mouth gradually disappeared, and the smile vanished.
"He doesn't seem to be here?" Gore touched the cross on his chest, his gaze sweeping around, and he inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, Pariston searched again unwillingly, his face growing increasingly grim.
"There's still time, let's wait a little longer." That was the only way he could console himself. He found a corner, leaned against the azure sea, gazed at the horizon, and tried to dispel his depression.
In the distance, the jungle is lush and green, with flocks of seabirds flying overhead... Deeper into the distance, by the lake...
Roy has been fishing all along, oblivious to the passage of time.
Visibly, at the end of the branch that serves as a fishing rod, a Nen Thread plunges into the water, extending freely as it chases an underwater shadow.
It was a huge creature, about five meters in size.
Gotoh watched nervously, wanting to remind the Young Master that time was running out, but also afraid of delaying his cultivation, so she anxiously paced back and forth with her hands clasped together.
Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long...
On January 7th, Nen Thread entered the water with ease... At a certain moment, Roy's eyes flickered, "Get up!"
The "Nen Thread" plunged deep underwater, piercing the shadows with a "whoosh," and with a forceful pull from the Young Master, water splashed everywhere, and a huge fish broke through the surface of the water, being roughly dragged ashore!
[Hint: Nen Ability form Transformation +30]
[Current progress | v1:76/100 → lv2:6/1000]