Chapter 138: Spider Breaks Leg X True Culprit, Cave Luta
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Turn an Antagonist into a Disciple
Godly Doctor's Legitimate Daughter
Reborn in the 1980s as a Stepmother
Wei Jin Foodie
Reborn in a Space: Unruly Godly Doctor's Daughter
Reborn Godly Doctor's Doting Wife: Mr. Lu, Pampering to the Extreme
Farm Gate's Red Bean: Most Yearning
Just as Jeremy continued to challenge the Sky Arena in an attempt to become the king of the tower, the Phantom Brigade once again gathered, with only 12 members remaining at this time.
During a mission, Phantom Troupe member Lim was successfully assassinated by an assassin.
Kurapika, the leader of the Troupe, was unable to catch the assassin who dared to challenge the authority of the Troupe, but he did not let the assassin get away with it easily. He discovered the assassin's true identity as the current head of the Zoldyck family, Silva Zoldyck. The assassin's strength left a lasting impression on Kurapika.
Both Kurapika's ever-changing and tricky Nen ability and Leorio's Nen ability, which got him killed, made the one assigned to this task, Hisoka, can't help but complain that this job is not worthwhile.
"It's truly a losing business. I should be more cautious when taking assignments from the Phantom Troupe in the future," Hisoka told a few children.
Lost Phantom Troupe member No. 8. This gathering, proposed by Kurapika, is to honor their fallen comrade with a grand requiem." "Have you found it, Hero?" Kurapika was not reading, instead, his inorganic black eyes were fixed on Hero, causing sweat to form on his forehead due to tension.
"Faster, Captain." The swordsman's hands never stopped, constantly searching for clues about the client on the homemade phone he created.
Among the entire group, only the swordsman had obtained a hunter license, allowing him access to the professional hunter's internal intelligence network. Within this network, as long as you had enough leverage, you could obtain whatever you needed.
"Found it!" The swordsman's heart relaxed slightly, "Is...is it her?"
"Who is it?!" Impatient Wojiin had already leaned over to the swordsman's side, and when he saw the identification photo on the mobile phone, his facial expression turned ferocious. Translated content: "
"It's her..." Kuroro stood up and looked at the surrounding team members. "It's a good time to settle both new and old grudges together."
Everyone looked up at Kuroro as he calmly gave the command for this collective operation of the group.
"Find her, kill her, no matter the cost."
……
"In a recent development, the world exposition was attacked by the notorious Phantom Troupe, an A-class group of criminals... As per reports, professional hunter Hilary, who had previously proposed the concept of 'World's Seven Beauties', single-handedly fought off the Phantom Troupe but unfortunately succumbed to her injuries..."
The host Miss talks about the tragedy that happened yesterday, and as a result, the Phantom Troupe has once again appeared in front of everyone, showing their strength and terror to everyone.
For Paro, this news made him stop his chopsticks, staring blankly at the TV where the host has already started reporting the next news.
"Pairo, what's wrong?" Kyle asked as they were preparing to have dinner at home.
"This Hila... I know her," Pairo snapped back from his thoughts, with a mix of complex emotions and some confusion in his eyes. "She got injured and ended up in our territory where she met me and Kurapika. We took care of her and she shared with us her knowledge of the world beyond our homeland. When she said goodbye, she gave us a memoir about being a professional hunter and a universal language dictionary... It was because of these that Kurapika and I developed a longing for the outside world."
Jeremy probably guessed the reason for Paolo's complicated expression on his face. When they were in the Alder region, they had analyzed the fundamental reason behind the extermination of the Ku Luta tribe. It was the "Seven Beautiful Colors" selection: "She was the one who proposed the 'Seven Beautiful Colors,' which, if our previous deductions are correct, makes her the chief culprit behind your tribe's annihilation."
"I did have doubts about her, but she had no reason to annihilate our Kula Tribe... I never expected it to be her... but why?!" These were the final interrogative words shouted by Palo.
Other people put down their utensils and quietly sit beside Pairo. No one tries to console him and ask him not to be sad. People's joy and sorrow are not shared. Jelamy and the others have never experienced anything like this before. All they can do is accompany him.
"Perhaps someone knows why she did this," the old man said with a sigh, "Colo Ruxiru." The others understood, and Jeremy stood up, "Should I give him a call, or should you go personally, Paro?"
Pallo took a deep breath and said, "I'm coming in person." He took out his phone and dialed Kurolo Lucil's number.
Kurolo quickly answered the phone. Previously, he had caused quite a scene at the World Expo in order to retaliate against a professional hunter named Shira. However, if there's an opportunity, they would not let it slip by and would readily accept anything valuable that came their way.
At this moment, he is organizing the gains with other team members. His voice carries a hint of contentment. "Parlo, are you here to ask about Hila?"
Before Parlo can respond, Kurolo directly reveals the information obtained from the previous interrogation of the opponent by Feitan.
Paro made a loud phone call, and everyone else could hear clearly.
Hillary's father, a specialized researcher exploring the Ruluta ethnic minority, unfortunately passed away while conducting research on the Ruluta tribe. Subsequently, Hillary's mother, struggling with grief from her husband's death, ultimately took her own life, leaving behind a daughter who was less than 10 years old and all alone.
Since then, Xila blamed her parents' deaths on the Kakuluta tribe her father was searching for, and she swore to destroy the Kakuluta tribe herself.
Through a series of investigations, she discovered the area where the Kakuluta tribe was hiding, and gained the trust of Paro and Kura Pika by posing as a lost hunter, learning the exact location of their territory. Upon leaving, she described the fiery red eyes of the Kakuluta tribe as one of the seven wonders of the world, using this reputation and people's greedy desires to incite covetousness for these easily obtainable fiery red eyes.
Spread the information about the nesting place of the Koruta tribe in secret, attracting powerful thieves, mercenaries, hunters, and others like the Phantom Troupe, completely annihilating the Koruta tribe.
This is all that Hillary explained, and Kurolo tells Paro everything without holding back.
Paro's face turned pale, and he forced himself to thank Kurolo, then hung up the phone. He stood up, swaying, "I think... I think I want to go back to my room."
Jeremy and the others frowned as they looked at Paolo. They all wanted to console him, but didn't know how to start. In the end, they could only watch Paolo stagger back to his room with concern.
As soon as the door was closed, everyone outside could clearly feel that Pairo's aura was starting to fluctuate unstably. This was followed by a mournful and anguished tune of sorrow and frustration seeping out from Pairo's room.
Sighing heavily, Jeremy could somewhat understand Paolo's current state of mind. The deep-seated vendetta against the clan couldn't be shared by anyone else, but now that the mastermind had been killed by the Phantom Brigade, Paolo had no way of venting his hatred on a dead person.
Kyle frowned, seeing that Jeremy and the old scribe didn't make a move. He stood up and walked directly to Palomo, knocking on the door.
"Palomo, now is not the time for you to shut yourself in and wallow in self-pity," he said. "Your surviving compatriots are still hiding from the disaster, your good friend is left in the dark without knowing who to seek revenge on, and the eyes of your deceased compatriots are still waiting for you to find a way to let them rest in peace!"
The melody in the room gradually stopped, and Jeremy looked at Kyle, suddenly feeling that the other person understood some things more thoroughly than himself.
With a clang, the sound of the piano strings vibrating with power reverberated through the room once again, and this time the melody was even more brief and advantageous.
The door opened, and on Pai Luo's face, there was no longer confusion and sadness. He looked at Kyle standing beside the room door and Jeremy and the old scribe looking this way not far away. "Thank you, I'm fine now." Translation:
Hearing Paro's words, the old scribe's dry face formed a smile: "Let's eat first. Since you have already made up your mind, then go ahead and do it. If you need any help, just come to me or your two senior brothers."
"Hmm, thank you."
During a mission, Phantom Troupe member Lim was successfully assassinated by an assassin.
Kurapika, the leader of the Troupe, was unable to catch the assassin who dared to challenge the authority of the Troupe, but he did not let the assassin get away with it easily. He discovered the assassin's true identity as the current head of the Zoldyck family, Silva Zoldyck. The assassin's strength left a lasting impression on Kurapika.
Both Kurapika's ever-changing and tricky Nen ability and Leorio's Nen ability, which got him killed, made the one assigned to this task, Hisoka, can't help but complain that this job is not worthwhile.
"It's truly a losing business. I should be more cautious when taking assignments from the Phantom Troupe in the future," Hisoka told a few children.
Lost Phantom Troupe member No. 8. This gathering, proposed by Kurapika, is to honor their fallen comrade with a grand requiem." "Have you found it, Hero?" Kurapika was not reading, instead, his inorganic black eyes were fixed on Hero, causing sweat to form on his forehead due to tension.
"Faster, Captain." The swordsman's hands never stopped, constantly searching for clues about the client on the homemade phone he created.
Among the entire group, only the swordsman had obtained a hunter license, allowing him access to the professional hunter's internal intelligence network. Within this network, as long as you had enough leverage, you could obtain whatever you needed.
"Found it!" The swordsman's heart relaxed slightly, "Is...is it her?"
"Who is it?!" Impatient Wojiin had already leaned over to the swordsman's side, and when he saw the identification photo on the mobile phone, his facial expression turned ferocious. Translated content: "
"It's her..." Kuroro stood up and looked at the surrounding team members. "It's a good time to settle both new and old grudges together."
Everyone looked up at Kuroro as he calmly gave the command for this collective operation of the group.
"Find her, kill her, no matter the cost."
……
"In a recent development, the world exposition was attacked by the notorious Phantom Troupe, an A-class group of criminals... As per reports, professional hunter Hilary, who had previously proposed the concept of 'World's Seven Beauties', single-handedly fought off the Phantom Troupe but unfortunately succumbed to her injuries..."
The host Miss talks about the tragedy that happened yesterday, and as a result, the Phantom Troupe has once again appeared in front of everyone, showing their strength and terror to everyone.
For Paro, this news made him stop his chopsticks, staring blankly at the TV where the host has already started reporting the next news.
"Pairo, what's wrong?" Kyle asked as they were preparing to have dinner at home.
"This Hila... I know her," Pairo snapped back from his thoughts, with a mix of complex emotions and some confusion in his eyes. "She got injured and ended up in our territory where she met me and Kurapika. We took care of her and she shared with us her knowledge of the world beyond our homeland. When she said goodbye, she gave us a memoir about being a professional hunter and a universal language dictionary... It was because of these that Kurapika and I developed a longing for the outside world."
Jeremy probably guessed the reason for Paolo's complicated expression on his face. When they were in the Alder region, they had analyzed the fundamental reason behind the extermination of the Ku Luta tribe. It was the "Seven Beautiful Colors" selection: "She was the one who proposed the 'Seven Beautiful Colors,' which, if our previous deductions are correct, makes her the chief culprit behind your tribe's annihilation."
"I did have doubts about her, but she had no reason to annihilate our Kula Tribe... I never expected it to be her... but why?!" These were the final interrogative words shouted by Palo.
Other people put down their utensils and quietly sit beside Pairo. No one tries to console him and ask him not to be sad. People's joy and sorrow are not shared. Jelamy and the others have never experienced anything like this before. All they can do is accompany him.
"Perhaps someone knows why she did this," the old man said with a sigh, "Colo Ruxiru." The others understood, and Jeremy stood up, "Should I give him a call, or should you go personally, Paro?"
Pallo took a deep breath and said, "I'm coming in person." He took out his phone and dialed Kurolo Lucil's number.
Kurolo quickly answered the phone. Previously, he had caused quite a scene at the World Expo in order to retaliate against a professional hunter named Shira. However, if there's an opportunity, they would not let it slip by and would readily accept anything valuable that came their way.
At this moment, he is organizing the gains with other team members. His voice carries a hint of contentment. "Parlo, are you here to ask about Hila?"
Before Parlo can respond, Kurolo directly reveals the information obtained from the previous interrogation of the opponent by Feitan.
Paro made a loud phone call, and everyone else could hear clearly.
Hillary's father, a specialized researcher exploring the Ruluta ethnic minority, unfortunately passed away while conducting research on the Ruluta tribe. Subsequently, Hillary's mother, struggling with grief from her husband's death, ultimately took her own life, leaving behind a daughter who was less than 10 years old and all alone.
Since then, Xila blamed her parents' deaths on the Kakuluta tribe her father was searching for, and she swore to destroy the Kakuluta tribe herself.
Through a series of investigations, she discovered the area where the Kakuluta tribe was hiding, and gained the trust of Paro and Kura Pika by posing as a lost hunter, learning the exact location of their territory. Upon leaving, she described the fiery red eyes of the Kakuluta tribe as one of the seven wonders of the world, using this reputation and people's greedy desires to incite covetousness for these easily obtainable fiery red eyes.
Spread the information about the nesting place of the Koruta tribe in secret, attracting powerful thieves, mercenaries, hunters, and others like the Phantom Troupe, completely annihilating the Koruta tribe.
This is all that Hillary explained, and Kurolo tells Paro everything without holding back.
Paro's face turned pale, and he forced himself to thank Kurolo, then hung up the phone. He stood up, swaying, "I think... I think I want to go back to my room."
Jeremy and the others frowned as they looked at Paolo. They all wanted to console him, but didn't know how to start. In the end, they could only watch Paolo stagger back to his room with concern.
As soon as the door was closed, everyone outside could clearly feel that Pairo's aura was starting to fluctuate unstably. This was followed by a mournful and anguished tune of sorrow and frustration seeping out from Pairo's room.
Sighing heavily, Jeremy could somewhat understand Paolo's current state of mind. The deep-seated vendetta against the clan couldn't be shared by anyone else, but now that the mastermind had been killed by the Phantom Brigade, Paolo had no way of venting his hatred on a dead person.
Kyle frowned, seeing that Jeremy and the old scribe didn't make a move. He stood up and walked directly to Palomo, knocking on the door.
"Palomo, now is not the time for you to shut yourself in and wallow in self-pity," he said. "Your surviving compatriots are still hiding from the disaster, your good friend is left in the dark without knowing who to seek revenge on, and the eyes of your deceased compatriots are still waiting for you to find a way to let them rest in peace!"
The melody in the room gradually stopped, and Jeremy looked at Kyle, suddenly feeling that the other person understood some things more thoroughly than himself.
With a clang, the sound of the piano strings vibrating with power reverberated through the room once again, and this time the melody was even more brief and advantageous.
The door opened, and on Pai Luo's face, there was no longer confusion and sadness. He looked at Kyle standing beside the room door and Jeremy and the old scribe looking this way not far away. "Thank you, I'm fine now." Translation:
Hearing Paro's words, the old scribe's dry face formed a smile: "Let's eat first. Since you have already made up your mind, then go ahead and do it. If you need any help, just come to me or your two senior brothers."
"Hmm, thank you."