Chapter 165: Legend of the Underground World
Nostrade Family Headquarters.
"Who are you?" Several burly men immediately stood up, their expressions fierce upon seeing the man who had suddenly barged in.
"Is Kurapika here?" Mord spoke.
"The boss isn't here. Please leave." A man with a crew cut seated at the far end of the room looked at Mord and spoke.
"Since he's not here, I'll wait until he returns. Could I get a cup of coffee? No milk or sugar." Mord casually sat down on the sofa in front of him.
"Are you deaf? We said the boss isn't here!"
The burly men charged toward Mord as they spoke, their aggressive stance suggesting they intended to tear him to pieces.
"Stop!"
At that moment, a clear voice suddenly rang out.
A beautiful woman with purple hair and a curvaceous figure quickly entered from outside and positioned herself in front of Mord.
"Chief Baise." The three burly men immediately halted upon seeing the newcomer, becoming exceptionally obedient.
"It's Baise. Long time no see." Mord spoke.
The purple-haired woman turned to look at Mord, bowing respectfully and revealing a glimpse of her pale chest as she said deferentially, "Mr. Mord, I sincerely apologize. My subordinates don't know any better. Boss Kurapika is currently underground. I'll have someone notify him right away. But he has something on his mind, so he's in a bad mood. Please try not to provoke him."
Not provoking him was probably impossible.
Mord nodded and asked, "Is the Nostrade Family now under Kurapika's control?"
"Yes, under Boss Kurapika's leadership, we are no longer a criminal organization."
Baise explained: "Our organization's income now comes entirely from bodyguard services and gambling, and we pay all taxes in accordance with the law. It's completely legitimate."
Mord nodded.
It seemed Neon and her family were truly dead. No wonder Neon's ability had disappeared from Chrollo's notebook.
"What a rare guest, Mord."
A familiar voice came from behind.
Mord turned to look at Kurapika, who now stood tall in a sharp suit exuding the aura of a leader, and couldn't help but marvel at how time's chisel could shape a person into any form.
After all, Kurapika had climbed mountains of blades and crossed seas of fire to reach where he was today.
"I've come to bring a gift for an old friend like you."
Mord smiled slightly and said, "Have you seen the reports about the Kakin Empire planning to challenge the Dark Continent?"
"Doesn't ring a bell." Kurapika told the truth. Although the Kakin Empire matter had caused an uproar and was known worldwide, Kurapika's attention genuinely hadn't been focused on it.
"I've found the whereabouts of your remaining clansmen's eyes."
Upon hearing the words "clansmen's eyes," Kurapika's eyes immediately turned scarlet. He remained silent for a moment before speaking: "There's an underground website on the internet that secretly gathers large numbers of people with peculiar tastes. About half a year ago, someone uploaded photos containing numerous Scarlet Eyes on this site."
"Based on this information, I deployed significant manpower to trace the holder behind it, but I've found nothing so far."
"You're saying the holder is connected to the Kakin Empire?"
Mord nodded. Kurapika was indeed still the Kurapika he knew.
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"The Hunter Association is currently preparing for the voyage to the Dark Continent. While conducting background checks on key individuals, they accidentally discovered this person. Precisely because they started from the person, they were able to locate those eyes. If they had begun with the eyes like you did, they might never have found the holder," Mord spoke up.
"The Hunter Association wants my help exploring the Dark Continent?"
"They value your abilities and want you to join the Zodiacs to collectively complete the Dark Continent exploration. Of course, that's the Association's intention—whether you go or not is up to you. Here's the information on that holder: the Fourth Prince of the Kakin Empire, Tserriednich Hui Guo Rou." Mord casually handed over the prince's photo and stood up to leave.
Whether Kurapika agreed or not, Mord had already relayed the message to him.
"I agree to join the Zodiacs."
Kurapika didn't want to miss this opportunity to share a ship with the holder of the Scarlet Eyes.
"Boss, who was that guy earlier?" the burly men from before asked.
Baise, standing nearby, glanced at them and said, "If I had arrived just a moment later, you guys would have lost your lives. He's the man who completely wiped the Terrio family from this world..."
Hearing this, the burly men all collapsed weakly.
Baise watched Mord's departing figure, her eyes filled with admiration.
At this moment, Mord had truly become a living legend in the underground world.
"Boss?"
Kurapika silently returned alone to the basement.
No one would have guessed that beneath the Nostrade mansion lay a church.
It was filled with the eyes of his clansmen that Kurapika had recovered over the years.
These eyes came from all sorts of people—mafia daughters, con artists, politicians, investors, cult leaders, artists...
Kurapika looked at the photo in his hand and murmured, "This time it's the king's son..."
Threats, deception, monetary transactions—each time he reclaimed his comrades' eyes, he lost something in return...
And all of this would soon be over.
This prince was the final beast possessing the remaining Scarlet Eyes!
His lifelong wish was about to be fulfilled.
Yet as Kurapika sat in the center of the church, he felt an unprecedented loneliness at this moment.
His future.
Had neither anyone to welcome him, nor any place to return to.
Now, he had nothing left...
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Before a luxurious hotel.
A waiter in a suit led two young women stepping out of a luxury car.
The two women had been partying at a nightclub earlier, and now they were here to meet the Fourth Prince of this nation.
"Incredible... What? The entire hotel belongs to him?" the girls exclaimed in amazement.
"Yes, the entire hotel is under the prince's name," the suited waiter replied with a smile.
Under the waiter's guidance, the two girls arrived at the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel.
The moment they pushed the door open, they were stunned by the luxurious decorations in the room. Every single item inside was priceless beyond measure—things they wouldn't even dare to dream of in their daily lives.
"Welcome. Please make yourselves at home and feel free to relax," said a young man who emerged from inside the room as he spoke.
The newcomer was none other than the Fourth Prince of the Kakin Empire.
Wearing a warm and friendly smile, the Fourth Prince said, "To stay connected with reality, I often need to hear the voices of all kinds of people."
The two girls were overwhelmed by the unexpected honor. They never imagined that a prince of a nation could be so approachable.
"Do you live here alone?" one of the girls asked.
"Hahaha, yes. As long as I occasionally invite people over for a chat like this, I never feel lonely," the Fourth Prince replied with a light laugh.