Hunter x Hunter: The Strongest Zoldyck

What kind of crazy mission is this?!

A suspended death sentence, is that right?

Holy crap, does it have to be this exciting?

No, we must refuse.

You have to refuse no matter what!

With this in mind, Roy composed himself.

He tidied himself up a bit, then slightly opened his mouth, revealing eight gleaming white teeth, and gave a faint smile.

He said to Illumi in a fawning manner:

"Dear brother, could we change the mission?"

"I don't like killing people."

What do you think?

Illumi did not give a direct answer, but his previously dormant killing intent seemed to begin to surge again.

Upon meeting that cold yet passionate gaze, Roy knew he couldn't refuse.

Or rather, Illumi wanted him to refuse so that he could ravage Roy without restraint.

But this is... a task that Silva Zoldyck gave to Roy.

There was absolutely no room for refusal.

The Zoldyck family's third ironclad rule: Useless people have no value!

People who have no value have no reason to live.

An assassin family has no need for useless people...

Being born into the right family is truly a skill!

My life is so hard...

Roy couldn't help but sigh to himself.

"Okay, what's the deadline for the mission?"

"One year... to be precise, one year, three months, and one day."

Illumi glanced at the time on his hand and replied calmly.

A year and three months? Looks like I still have time.

When Roy heard the time Illumi revealed, he felt much more relaxed. Since there was still so much time, there was no need to rush.

A year later, he finally started to think about it, and if he was right, with his natural ability to unleash 35% of his physical body, the amount of energy he could develop should far exceed that of ordinary people, plus a secret technique he consciously practiced.

By then, while they might not be able to contend with Chrollo Lucilfer, they should be able to protect themselves.

Many thoughts flashed through Roy's mind, but no extra expression appeared on his face.

He simply nodded slightly and said:

"I understand. But besides a photograph, is there any other information about him?"

"That's all."

Illumi uttered two words crisply and clearly.

"Gone? Impossible! Wasn't he part of the Phantom Troupe?"

Roy blurted out those words instinctively.

As soon as he said it, he knew it was all over.

I've never been a member of the Zoldyck family, so how would I know about the Phantom Troupe, and even know that Menkage is a member of the Phantom Troupe?

"As expected... Roy."

Illumi revealed a fox-like smile.

"You have intelligence sources we don't know about, right?"

"Including your almost innate knowledge of Nen, your knowledge of Hunter x Hunter, your knowledge of Zoldyck..."

"Haha... What are you talking about, dear brother? I just happen to know."

Roy smiled to cover up his embarrassment.

"No need to hide it from Roy. As long as you don't harm your family, the family won't care about anyone's secrets. Of course, if you're willing to exchange some information with me about how you know these things, I can help you deal with him."

"Everything is tradable, isn't it?"

Illumi stood in front of Roy, his eyes wide and unblinking.

Through his dark eyes, Roy sensed a very ominous feeling—a twisted, morbid, and obsessive thought!

If Illumi dies, his Nen will surely remain.

The thought unconsciously surfaced in Roy's mind.

"Really? Then I'll tell you, brother."

"I've had the ability to foresee the future since I was a child, for example..."

At this point, Roy paused for a moment.

"For example, what..."

Illumi couldn't wait to ask another question.

"For example... you're going to die today, brother."

Roy made a prediction as if it were a joke.

"You really think I won't kill you, Roy?"

Cold, merciless words came from Illumi's mouth, followed by a hand stroking his forehead.

Dodge? Resist? Call for help? ...

As he watched the hand slowly approach, a multitude of thoughts welled up in Luo Yi's mind.

He feared that Illumi was trying to kill him...

But in the end, he still didn't take any action.

*Smack*...

A soft sound rang out as Illumi's palm landed on his forehead, a slightly cool touch masking a warm sensation.

He simply touched Roy's forehead.

"Roy, remember, I love you..."

"So don't disobey me, understand?"

The gloomy, low voice emanating from Illumi gave Roy the illusion of being targeted by a venomous snake.

"What are you saying, brother? I'm the most obedient one."

Roy pretended not to notice any of this and replied with a sunny smile.

Seeing that his threats had no effect, Illumi didn't press the matter further. He simply gave Roy a few seemingly concerned instructions before having Wutong lead him to the basement.

As for Roy... he's free now, but with limited freedom.

A year?

Looking at Illumi's departing figure, Roy felt a pang of melancholy.

Is his adventure finally about to begin?

.........

The basement, below the dark red rope.

Illumi took off his shirt and neatly folded it to the side.

Then he prepared to hang himself up like Roy did.

Before going up, however, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

Beep...beep...

"Illumi?"

After two busy tones, the call was connected.

"Father, I'm entrusting the task to Roy."

"That's good...."

"But can Roy handle the Phantom Troupe?"

"Um....."

The voice on the other end of the microphone sounded somewhat impatient.

"Do you really think you can kill Roy, Illumi...?"

Illumi did not reply, but his silence spoke volumes.

"Really? You actually think that way."

"It seems you've been neglecting your training."

"Roy is not as weak as you think."

Above the clouds, on the back of a huge six-winged dragon-like creature with a head resembling an evil dragon and backward-curving horns.

A burly man with long white hair, sitting cross-legged, hung up the phone.

He is none other than Silva Zoldyck, the current head of the Zoldyck family!

Illumi... one day you will understand Roy's talent.

He touched a scar the size of a thumb on his chest.

Silva still finds it hard to believe that the wound was left on him by Roy when he was six years old.

But we have no choice but to believe it.

He vividly remembered Roy's godlike posture, where his body was completely liberated and released.

But since then, he has never seen Roy liberate a second time.

"What does Dad mean by this?"

Looking at the phone that had already been hung up, Illumi's eyes were filled with confusion.

Could it be... that there are things about Roy that I don't know?

Was my final action unnecessary?

Lost in thought, Illumi took out a Nen needle from his palm and gently stroked it.

Will my hints to him work?

Recalling the scene of inserting the needle into Roy's forehead, he didn't notice anything unusual.

Everything went smoothly...

Never mind, there's no point in thinking about it. We'll know when he gets back.

Don't die, Roy!

This was Illumi's last thought before he closed his eyes, and it was also his hint to Roy.