God said, let there be light in the world, and there was light.
But God didn't say where the light came from or where it went... Yet Roy understood that no matter what God said, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, day after day, month after month, year after year, and no matter what nonsense some bird gods spout, it freely bathes the world in light.
The next day, at four in the morning.
The clock in the corner struck.
Roy exited the Demon Slayer World, opened his eyes, and returned to the world of the Demon Slayer.
He turned over and got out of bed, as usual, dressed for a morning run, left the ancient castle of the Zoldyck Family, and headed down the mountain path, hearing the whistle of a sword as he passed through the forest, glanced over...
He could faintly see a figure by a pool deep in the forest, shadowy and indistinct, sporting a beard and gold-rimmed glasses, holding a sword in both hands, meticulously practicing "Water Breathing"... It was Wutong.
With a smile on his lips, he didn't disturb him, moved his feet, and continued running down the mountain...
In an instant, he arrived at the mountain path entrance, seeing a young boy with white hair from yesterday, whose swelling had gone down, but today it was swollen again, irresistibly using "En" to eavesdrop on the boy's thoughts... Haseki Dorou was perplexed....
Yesterday the boy once again refused to accept it and challenged Wutong, only to be beaten even more severely than the day before!
He didn't understand how someone could suddenly become stronger... Not only did the speed of Nen recovery become faster... the coin flick was also more agile than before... Sustainability was also increasing... Fully reflecting the enhancement and change "Water Breathing" brings to a person.
Humans cannot imagine things beyond their comprehension, let the boy continue to be perplexed for a while longer....
The intimacy varies...
Roy sees the potential in Haseki Dorou, planning to nurture him for a period of time, and wait until Wutong has fully mastered "Water Breathing", becomes even stronger, at that time, it would not be too late to pick this delicious fruit.
Thoughts whirred... Getting closer...
Haseki Dorou heard footsteps, and respectfully said: "Young Master."
Roy brushed past the boy's shoulder, leaving a figure not considered tall yet unusually upright... Reminiscing, in the past, he was an opponent at Heavens Arena who could exchange a couple of moves, turning back not only unable to beat the close guards of the opponent, but yesterday, even heard...
The meteor that struck Kukuroo Mountain, was allegedly the young master's doing,
Haseki Dorou couldn't describe his complex feelings, like a jar of assorted flavors being kicked over, sour, spicy, sweet, bitter... In his frustration, he sought Wutong again, only to find, it was better not to seek at all!
He returned with an even bigger pig-headed bruised face than the day before, more miserable, more depressed!
Fortunately, the boy could clearly feel he was making progress, and progressing faster than in the Heavens Arena, giving him some mental comfort, preventing depression.
"Thump... Thump...."
Roy lifted his feet and disappeared from Haseki Dorou's view in an instant.
He maintained a steady rhythm, neither fast nor slow, every step as if using a ruler for measurement, his refined control over his body had reached an ease of accomplishment.
Soon, he exited the mountain path, arriving at the Gate of Trial.
From afar, he saw a Mediterranean-style middle-aged man guiding Kurajing in training muscle exertion techniques.
The young girl with golden hair tied in a single ponytail, carefully adjusting her stance, steps, breathing, initially clumsy, gradually adapting, seemed to gain some insight, extending her palm to strike the Gate of Trial... The huge mountain gate didn't move an inch, though enough to make Kurajing grimace in pain, hugging her hands and hopping in place.
"Oh... you, you're too impatient..." Zebro seeing this, couldn't help a wry smile, raising his eyes, suddenly saw Roy running over, pulling Kurajing back, tipping his hat to greet him, "Young Master, good morning."
"Hmm." Roy glanced at Kurajing.
The girl clutching her hands, biting her lower lip, reluctantly saluting him, appearing pitiful yet with a hint of stubbornness, evidently concerned about passing the butler's test.
"Haste makes waste."
Leaving this simple sentence... Roy turned and left, returning along the mountain path,
Kurajing watched him leave silently, deeply inhaled, "Uncle, again...."
Zebro shook his head... Truly, like master, like servant, the Zoldyck's stubbornness is renowned, and their butlers, one more obstinate than the last....
Haseki Dorou was like this before, and so is the girl in front, 'The current newcomers, more troublesome one after another...'
Zebro put on his hat, suddenly thought of his younger self, seemingly the same troublesome appearance back then, chuckled...
"Uncle, seeing me in trouble, you seem quite happy..."
"Hahaha... no, not really, even when you're not in trouble, I'm happy...."
Distant laughter caught up with Roy's steps, reaching his ears... The youth adorned with sunlight and mountains, rarely enjoying a wonderful morning, began the journey back to his bedroom, entered the shower, taking a simple bath while allocating points.
Last night, after killing some small demons, accumulated over twenty points of "Life Energy", emptied in one go.
Accustomed to the pain, when Roy walked out of the shower again, his form hadn't changed much, yet his well-toned and streamlined muscles appeared slightly more defined.
In the cold weather, he sat shirtless at the dining table, opened "The Chronicles of the Western Continent" to search for information related to "Faith", beginning to explore how to utilize the two "Power Of Faith" points appearing on his panel....
After finishing morning practice, Wutong promptly wheeled in a dining cart, serving Roy while reporting an important message.
"The 'bounty' you posted on the Hunter site has been accepted by someone."
"Who?" Roy asked, biting into a sandwich.
Wutong adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "A woman named Elena."
"She said she saw a creature called the 'phantom tapir' in a secret realm, capable of making things disappear with one swipe of its nose, potentially the 'Anti-Conjuration' magical beast you've been seeking."
Roy swallowed the last of the sandwich with milk, listening emotionlessly... Saying it was Elena, more like... Ging!
According to the current timeline, he should be embarking on Greed Island, using the whole island as a blueprint to create the game "Greed Island."
"Did the counterpart mention any timing?"
Having finished breakfast, Roy meticulously wiped his mouth with a napkin.
Wutong said, "That's the strange part."
The young butler squinted, "She said to wait for a message, and also....."
Wutong cautiously glanced at Roy, "Before that, she wants you to agree to one condition."
"What condition?"
"She said she wants to see your capability."
"Oh." Roy looked askance, "How does she want to see?"
Wutong: "She wants you to accompany her in a prison break!"