Roy seemed to return to the day he begged his father to help open his Acupoints, with the same dominance, the same unreasonable logic, and the same thunderous blow, only... compared to his younger self,
he finally saw Silva's "Visual Manifestation," which was "Strength," a miraculous "Strength," unyielding and never submissive "Strength," it was domineering, cold, and never reasoned with people, just like Silva... who has always believed only in his own body trained to perfection, aiming straight for... the pinnacle of personal martial strength!
A punch that was simply wrapped in "Ken" hit the dragon's head, pierced through the boiling steam, and fiercely struck Roy's chest, shattering the "Ko" protecting his heart, and in an instant... sent him flying!
"Bang!" He crashed through the door, broke through the walls, and fell into a storeroom in the depths of the castle filled with all sorts of clutter...
"Crack~" The wall cracked in a cobweb pattern, with a large human-shaped pit in the center...
The second floor of the castle was in a wreck,
Silva maintained his punching posture and did not immediately retract his hand, only saying lightly, "Stop acting."
"Pop~" A sound like a breaking water mirror rang out...
A leisurely laugh came from behind the man... the illusion shattered...
In the blood-red eyes, three black tomoe slowly rotated... Silva suddenly turned his head... the steam dragon from before, including his punch wrapped in "Ken," seemed like a fleeting illusion, dissipating as though never there...
He was still standing in the study, the door and walls intact, and only the boy... somehow had moved to the window, lying by his rocking chair, looking relaxed, nothing like someone who had been punched and seriously injured, saying, "This chair is really comfortable, no wonder Father and Great-grandfather both like it, I'll ask Wutong to get me one later."
Silva's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, then he returned to his usual unsmiling, serious demeanor, walking over expressionlessly, looking out the window with Roy, and watching Milluki train with Luka in the garden, he said softly, "The illusion wasn't bad."
"But still couldn't fool Father?" Roy dispersed the Sharingan, placed his hands behind his head, and lay back, saying, "Father, to be honest, I've really wanted to beat you up for a while now."
"That's quite arrogant."
Silva laughed, a menacing laugh, "So have I."
Roy turned to look at him, "Since when?"
"Since you started sweet-talking me in dream illusions."
Roy: "...."
"I'm sorry, I was being arrogant, next time...." The boy grinned at Silva, "I'll make sure you don't know you're dreaming even in your dreams."
"Hmm." Silva shoved his hands in his pockets, his muscular arms bulging like dragons, speaking again with the same tone, "One year, in one year... pray I don't beat you to death."
"Heh heh heh...." The suppressed laughter echoed, father and son each planning future moves in the bright afternoon, unexpectedly meeting each other's eyes, with a hidden arc of electricity sparking!
Just then, "Creak~" the door opened, and another person walked in carrying a report,
Tsubone, swinging her two pink pigtails, looked at Roy, then Silva, the one who should be lying down standing, the one who should be standing lying down, who was the father and who was the son seemed inverted at this moment....
"Master, the information you requested." The old butler subtly adjusted the glasses on his nose, bowing to Silva in respect.
Silva rumbled, "Let him have a look."
Tsubone: "Yes."
She then handed the report over, "Young Master, this is the intelligence regarding Meteor Street, please have a look."
Roy silently glanced at Silva, reached out to take it, flipped through it carefully, his eyebrows furrowing immediately, keenly finding... the current situation of Meteor Street to be quite different from what he remembered.
According to the original description of Meteor Street... it was a dark zone once controlled by the Council of Elders, later taken over by the Phantom Troupe, with the strongest... being just a matured spider, the Master General being scorpion-ant Zazan level, but....
Now looking at the Council of Elders composed of various Elders, each one was extraordinary, with some even vaguely associated with V5, Kakin, and other major nations... Roy's expression grew heavy, knowing the depths of Meteor Street's complexity far exceeded his imagination.
Especially...
When Roy faintly sensed a hint of Nenryoku similar to Mohlenna's "Love Ballad," seemingly "preaching" a "Faith" Nen ability in some of them, the boy looked back at Silva,
not waiting for him to react, only to hear Tsubone beside him say, "The Great Elder has recently instructed the Master to investigate some people, all of whom share a common trait, all being 'Propagative' Nen users,"
"Some people, like that Gusman, recklessly peddle 'Candy,' which is actually a stimulant, temporarily unleashing human potential but essentially expending life as a price, turning those who consume it into targets for Gusman to harvest,"
Roy, holding the document, read about Gusman, a boy with deep green hair, quite youthful in appearance, slender, his cheeks adorned with some freckles... looking harmless, yet underneath that fragile exterior lay a man-eating beast!
Note: A member of the Council of Elders of Meteor Street, inconspicuously the third Elder, suspected of connections with the United States of Saherta, responsible for testing drugs for some pharmaceutical companies!
(Note: V5... the United States of Saherta, resembles the "United States + Mexico"
Oshima Federation, resembles "half the East + Southeast Asia"
Beglorosa Union, resembles "Australia"
Kukan Yu (Ancient Gan Yu) Kingdom, resembles "Brazil + Venezuela + Colombia + Peru"
Minbo Republic, resembles "West Africa")
"And...." Tsubone noticed Roy had turned to the next page, his gaze fixated on a woman with the nickname "Whip of Indulgence," with fiery red hair, an alluring demeanor, and a voluptuous figure as Tsubone continued introducing, "Fifth Elder Serena, Nen ability 'Thorn Dopamine,' suspected of involvement in the flesh trade, was recently seen cavorting with Pauke Vader, the personal butler of Belgorosa United Nations' Secretary of General Affairs, Odro Spencer..."
"Often relying on abducting young girls, sending them out to curry favor with the elite...."
Following that was... "Body Collector" George Wood, adept in skinning and deboning, backed by the Ancient Gan Yu Kingdom....
"Parasite" Otsuka Hiroshi, backed by the Ojima Federation...
"Blood Diamond" Meyer Willis, backed by Minbo...
And... "Recently killed by the Young Master, Bolton, backed by Kakin...."
Tsubone enumerated the various forces of Meteor Street, the weakest was merely "Ten Dons" overseeing the Shadow Beast Troops....
After a moment, she fell silent, leaving only the boy and his father beside him, both lapsing into a long silence.
"Do you believe in the light?" Roy recalled what he had just said to his great-grandfather, and it seemed... his simple idea of bringing some light to Meteor Street was not as easy as it appeared.
All the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit, all the chaos in the world is for gain... "Roy,"
Silva broke the silence softly, looking deeply at the boy, "Everyone in Meteor Street never truly belongs to themselves, including... your mother."
Mother... his mother from Meteor Street, also his own mother... Roy never heard Killua talk about her past since he was a child, nor had he ever heard Silva or Zeno mention anything about it, if not for being familiar with the original work due to his transmigration, he might never have known even until his death.
"It's quite difficult, Father." The boy took a deep breath, frankly admitting his feelings.
Facing V5 and Kakin was tantamount to confronting the world's "evil"!
A place truly worthy of being called the "world's garbage dump," not an inch of land, was... a land of kindness!
So... "Are you afraid?"
"Afraid... of course, I'm afraid." Roy squinted his eyes, "I'm really afraid I won't be able to kill them!"