The Spiders gave Uvogin a proper funeral.
Uvogin's death did not stop the Spiders from moving forward.
Now, besides stealing all the auction items, their mission was to kill the so-called chain user.
While everyone discussed their next move and waited for Chrollo's instructions,
perhaps out of guilt,
Cordis left on his own.
Outside, the heavy rain had long since stopped, and the air carried the scent of earth washed clean by the rain.
The sky was still pitch-black as he walked alone down a deserted lane.
Above him, a streetlamp flickered, struggling to light the road ahead.
Cordis leaned against the rain-soaked, slightly chilly lamppost and pinched the bridge of his nose.
The image of Uvogin dying kept replaying in his mind.
"Maybe I really was wrong."
Cordis lowered his head and murmured to himself.
He had indeed been capable of saving Uvogin, but doing so would have exposed Kurapika's identity.
Yet if he did not save him, the Spiders would grieve.
Especially Nobunaga.
The companion who had stood by his side for half his life was simply gone.
Even if time turned back again, Cordis would not know what to do.
Whichever side he chose, the other would suffer irreparable harm.
Pain never disappeared. It only shifted elsewhere.
"Oh my~ I never thought I'd run into you here~"
A voice suddenly came from overhead.
Cordis looked up at the sound. Unsurprisingly, it was that bastard Hisoka.
Normally, Cordis would already have lunged at him and started a fight.
But today, he was not in the mood.
He gave Hisoka an indifferent glance, then looked away.
Seeing himself ignored, Hisoka instinctively pouted.
He jumped down and swayed his hips as he walked over to Cordis, slipping back into his shameless act and constantly trying to provoke him.
Normally, Cordis