There's No One Like Me in This World-Let Me Show Meteor City What I've Got!

Roy never considered himself a good person, much less a virtuous one, but... at least as a human being, he had his own set of bottom lines for being human.

He didn't want to know how Silva and Kikyo met. All he knew was that since he had promised his great-grandfather to be a ray of light to illuminate others, even if it was just a sliver, he should steadfastly fulfill that promise!

Even if it means going against the entire world!

"Beep beep beep..." A series of ringing sounds broke the silence that the father and son had once again fallen into.

Tsubone took out his phone from his pocket, glanced at Silva cautiously, and said, "It's Holl."

Holl, the head of the Zoldyck's direct intelligence agency and also Tsubone's son, doesn't usually make phone calls. But when he does... it means something's up, and it's something significant.

"Answer." Silva glanced sideways at Roy, who was rocking in his rocking chair like Maha. Tsubone nodded almost imperceptibly, and after answering the phone, his expression changed slightly. "Master, Holl said..."

An informant lurking in Meteor City reported, "[Poison Insect] Guzman has gone to... the Young Master's place."

"I see him." Roy whispered softly, closing his eyes and enjoying the gentle mountain breeze on his face. Through Vision Sharing with Taiyi, he had already spotted the green-haired, freckled Sun-Earring Boy he had just seen in the intelligence report.

Meteor City, West District 4, Pale Church.

"Clap clap..." A series of applause rang out.

Using the corner of the newly regenerated desk created by [Wood Release], a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere...

He plopped down on the table next to Chrollo, Sarasa, Pakunoda, and Shalnark, with Uvogin and Nobunaga lying on the ground not far away.

Guzman's thick, dark green curly hair swayed in the wind, and his effeminate eyes looked directly at Roy behind the table. He said with a smile, "Void creation, what a beautiful manifestation. No wonder that idiot Bolton fell for your tricks."

"You used this [Wood Transformation] technique to isolate his bomb, didn't you?"

Guzman tapped the table under his buttocks; it was hard enough... He arrived uninvited, yet acted as if he were visiting his own home, curiously observing Roy... Chrollo, still immersed in the grief of "Uvogin's death" after being under Roy's Illusion Jutsu, and... Sarasa, Uvogin, Nobunaga all looked over...

Among them, Pakunoda reacted the most violently. The girl recognized Guzman immediately upon seeing his dark green hair. Her pale fist, hidden under the table, clenched quietly, her emotions fluctuating violently, mixed with an intense, almost impenetrable hatred, which Roy keenly noticed.

Guzman raised his hands, grinning mischievously, "Well... well... you don't have to look at me like that. We're all neighbors. It's not too much for me to come over and have a cup of tea, is it?"

"So, you also know that you came uninvited?"

With a "smack," a wet rag was thrown at Guzman's head.

Kastro's silver hair danced in the wind as he strode quickly to Roy's side. With a flash of light, he immediately assumed the "Tiger Bite Fist" stance, firmly protecting Roy behind him!

The rag he had tossed aside was suddenly grabbed by a dark figure that emerged from behind Guzman and dragged into the darkness... The Sun-Earring Boy's pupils constricted slightly as he keenly sensed a dangerous aura!

"Young Master, he's Nen user, and not just any ordinary Nen user..."

The sudden, small test came and went quickly... Several young spiders, having experienced Roy's brief display of skill and then being brutally beaten by Kastro, wisely kept silent. Even the Uvogin sensed a tense atmosphere in the air. He looked at Guzman, then at Roy, and finally instinctively glanced at Chrollo. However, the Sun-Earring Boy remained silent, head bowed, looking lost and still immersed in his illusion. He held Kuroro's head, looking dejected. "Oh dear~ how can this be considered 'uninvited'?" Guzman smiled and glanced at Kastro: "I clearly came to say hello, and..."

"You brought a gift, huh?" The Sun-Earring Boy magically produced a bag of candy from his pocket and handed it over. "Let's get acquainted, Guzman."

Roy: "Drug dealer,"

Don't put it so harshly, I'm clearly spreading happiness!

As Guzman repelled the invading Heart Bug from his mind, he muttered to himself, "I'm impressed that Bolton Ilya died at your hands... You unknowingly sent a worm to eavesdrop on other people's thoughts, huh~"

The Sun-Earring Boy leaned forward, getting closer to Roy, and said, "Priest, I think... you're not a good person either, so let's all stop pretending, shall we?"

"You're asking for it!"

"Toro!"

A soft voice suddenly called out to Kastro. Roy waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to be angry, and simply said devoutly, "Praise the sun."

Looking at Guzman again, his left and right pupils "poofed" and ignited two suns—the [Eyes of Truth] capable of seeing through all illusions.

He said, "It's just a rag doll. There's no need to bother with it. Even if you kill it, you're just wasting your Nen Qi."

"Ha... Priest is a discerning man, his eyesight is quite sharp!" Guzman clapped his hands in praise. Meeting Roy's piercing eyes, his body surged with Nen Qi, and he collapsed and stiffened, instantly transforming into a rag doll. As his mouth opened and closed, threads could be seen entering and exiting from the corners of his mouth. His eyes, inlaid with glass beads, stared intently at Roy, with an indescribable eeriness... just like a real person!

"Transmutation?"

"But... what was that dark shadow that swallowed the rag just now?"

Kastro was taken aback. He was still stuck in a shallow understanding of Nen, unaware that Nen itself was irrational. "The shadow is him, the puppet is him too," Roy said expressionlessly, looking at Guzman. "Through drug trafficking, he manipulates others at will, extracts their Nen Ability and forcibly seizes them... Third Elder [Mental Morphine] Guzman, please leave."

"The drug business includes... the Council of Elders' meeting in ten days, but I'm sorry I can't attend."

[Mental Morphine]: Nen Ability that manipulates others by selling [candy] and filling them with [morphine] as a stimulant, thereby penetrating their minds and forcibly taking over their spirits.

In some ways, it bears a resemblance to the [Skill Hunter] that Chrollo will awaken in the future, except that one involves "stealing" while the other uses "drugs" and "force," making it even more domineering than stealing!

"Sigh... I was just a step too late. If I had known you had 'mind-reading' abilities, I should have activated [Madoka] sooner."

The unexpected insect was too insidious; before you knew it, a large part of your thoughts had been stolen... Guzman, transformed into a puppet, looked dangerously at Roy and said, "So, can I take that as a rejection?"

"Drugs are not allowed on 4th Street, not now, and not in the future," Roy pointed a finger at the bag of candy Guzman had handed him. A spark ignited, followed by a plume of boiling steam landing on the candy. In an instant...

Vaporize it, and obliterate it without a trace!

"Good, good, good!" The puppet clapped its hands!

Guzman's expression turned menacing, and he gave a sinister smile, "I hope Your Priest can remain as resolute as you are today in the future!"

Then it withdrew, and in an instant, only a doll remained, its Nen Qi gone, and it slammed headfirst onto the wooden table.

Silence filled the Pale Church at this moment. Uvogin and Nobunaga exchanged a glance, looking at each other blankly...

The same applies to the Shalnark has lost his leader, Sarasa; only...

After a rollercoaster of emotions, Pakunoda lowered his eyes and said, "You shouldn't have rejected him."

The girl's bright eyes gleamed with suppressed pain as she took a deep breath and said, "He's not human, and neither are we. You don't need to offend an elder for our sake, and you certainly don't need to..."

"What a waste of money to feed trash like us."

Sarasa lowered his head and remained silent. Shalnark secretly nudged Chrollo, but didn't object... Uvogin and Nobunaga looked on as if it were perfectly natural...

Furthermore, Roy, through the [Heart Bug], invaded Guzman's heart and saw countless girls actively approaching Guzman, begging for [candy]—even just a single piece, even just a lick—among them... Pakunoda's close friend, a little girl with beautiful amber eyes... who willingly endured being toyed with, humiliated, and ultimately allowed Guzman to violate her, laughing as she licked the candy, her body pierced through her... dying "happily"...

Just like when he saw "Little Mary" on the Dark Continent, Roy fell silent, a silence that was deafening, a silence that... drew his knife and revealed his sword!

Sparks of light bloomed, Snow Walk from her sheath, shimmering with cold arcs of light, before he caught her in his hand!

The Sun-Earring Boy Priest, holding a scripture in one hand and a sword in the other, stood up and, without turning his head, said, "Toro, come with me to kill some people!"

"Whoosh~" A cool breeze rushed in, causing his long, flowing black hair to fly backward... Kastro shouted, "Yes!"

Master and servant left in a flurry, and under the watchful eyes of Pakunoda, Sarasa, Shalnark, Uvogin, Nobunaga, and Chrollo, who had just regained his senses, they strode resolutely towards Meteor City North District, 1st Avenue, which was... Guzman's territory...

Around the Pale Church, several piles of garbage concealed several spying eyes; in a flash, they hurriedly reported it.

Just days after the deaths of Bolton and Ilya, Meteor City, which had barely calmed down, seems to be stirring again... Several groups of people are appearing in the East, South, and West District, some dressed in black suits and ties, looking like men in black... others in tight-fitting clothes, with shapely figures and a seductive air, dressed in revealing attire... still others bald, tattooed, tall and muscular, with a glimpse of their chests revealing thick, dark chest hair, looking menacing...

They came in droves...

The 3rd Street that's next to 4th Street...

Belus, a native of Meteor City, with his slicked-back white hair, leaned against the bright French windows, watching Roy lead Kastro towards the North District. In silence, he lit a cigar, took a puff, exhaled smoke, and turned to the young woman beside him, whose face was veiled by a light veil, saying, "Do you think there really are such foolish people in the world?"

"I've been thinking about this for three days and three nights and I still can't figure out why he came to Meteor City to preach."

The man, nearing fifty and weathered by life's ups and downs, frowned as he spoke, his eyes crinkled with deep lines.

Wearing a wide-brimmed top hat, Renzi recalled the old bishop's words about "sunlight" in the church courtyard. After a long silence, she glanced at Belus and said bluntly, "Aren't you a fool too?"

Opening a recycling station and doing legitimate business in a place like Meteor City? It's a wonder anyone with a normal brain would think of that!

Everyone knows that the people in Meteor City aren't human. For legitimate businesses... nothing beats drug trafficking and human trafficking for quick profits.

This place is clearly a breeding ground for sin, a paradise for criminals!

"I'm different." Belus, unfazed by the sarcasm in Renzi's words, gazed out the window, his eyes fixed on the receding Sun-Earring Boy Priest. He said frankly, "This is my home. I was born here, and I grew up here. Naturally, I hope... this place can become better. What about him?"

"This isn't his home, why is he meddling in other people's business?"

He... had absolutely no motive!

As for... missionary work and almsgiving... in Belus's eyes, it was all utter nonsense!

Looking at the whole world, there is no one who doesn't think of themselves or act without self-interest!

Unless... he's truly an idiot, or... those holy Angel Denise Lauren spoke of were sent by God to save humanity!

Renzi fell silent. She didn't believe it either. At least... as an [Mortician], she came to Meteor City with the selfish motive of honing her Nen Ability [Nen Thread Stitching]... Only here could she find a sufficiently fresh, sufficiently decayed, and sufficiently gruesome... corpse!

Just like in the original story, when she stitched up the dismembered Sarasa, her selfish motives were blatant and almost openly displayed.

"I don't know either," Renzi said softly as she watched Roy leave, "Perhaps... he really is different."

The woman swayed gracefully, appearing in front of Belus's office in a flash. In another flash, she was downstairs. Then... with a graceful step, her figure ethereal, she followed the direction Roy had left in, quietly passing over piles of garbage and heading towards the North District Meteor City.

The vast villa was now empty, with only piles of garbage and Belus on the street. As he puffed out cigarette smoke, he fell into a long silence...

"Impossible,"

"There's absolutely no way such a person could exist."

After a moment, he murmured firmly... his thoughts drifted away, his gaze following, and he dismissed a few of his men before following Renzi.

The men accepted the order, took their guns, and dressed in black suits. They moved through the garbage heaps, and before long, a series of rapid gunshots came from No. 1 Street in the North District ahead!

"Rat-a-tat-tat..." Bullets rained down like a storm!

Several people quietly climbed up a tall pile of garbage, crouched down, and peered ahead.

Before the gates of a luxurious villa, nearly twice the size of Belus's mansion, two Sun-Earring Boy, one black and one white, were advancing unhurriedly amidst a hail of bullets!

With his black hair, it was none other than the Sun-Earring Boy Priest!

With a head of silver hair, he was none other than his attendant!

"Whoosh~" A flash of snow-white light appeared!