Chương 79: One Jenny Contract

In the future Yorknew arc, Silva and Zeno had only stopped fighting Chrollo after receiving Illumi's call confirming the Ten Dons' deaths. Even though Zeno's success was certain, and even Maha had acted in that matter, they still waited for confirmation. This time, Silva was giving up too cleanly. Facing Aren's question, Silva remained silent for a while.

"When my father acts, there will be no accident." Aren laughed inwardly.

'Wasn't Maha acting even more certain?'

'Why didn't you abandon the Troupe commission from the beginning in Yorknew then?' In the end, it was a matter of strength. In the future, Silva and Zeno were stronger than Chrollo, so they could treat the matter casually and compare who killed their target first. Now, Aren was stronger than Silva, and Illumi was in Aren's hand. Silva had no mood or freedom to drag things out. People were all hypocrites. Aren himself was no exception.

"Fine." Then he looked at Illumi.

"But before that, your son's eyes really annoy me." Aren did not know whether Illumi's eyes were naturally like that or had formed because of his personality. They were hollow and empty, yet carried a strange malice. In short, Aren disliked them now. Blood burst from Illumi's eye sockets.

"Mm!" Illumi clenched his teeth and did not scream. Only a muffled sound escaped his throat because of the body's instinctive reaction to pain. Aren was a thief now. If he wanted something, he stole it. If someone annoyed him, he killed them. Illumi's eyes annoyed him. So he ruined them. Reasonable. Reasonable enough that Silva, watching it happen, only clenched his remaining fist and glared with burning eyes. He did not move further.

"Mm. Much easier to look at now." Aren examined his work with satisfaction. Then he casually threw Illumi toward Silva.

"There. Take him." Silva caught Illumi steadily, and the boy finally lost consciousness.

"May we leave now?" It was not that Silva did not want to leave. But Aren seemed wildly unpredictable. One moment he joked with you. The next, he blinded your son in front of you. That was not something a normal person did. Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there. If Silva simply left and Aren changed his mind, Silva would have no answer. Escaping by force would be nearly impossible against someone with spatial movement.

So Silva could only suppress his anger and ask. He felt he had swallowed more humiliation today than in his entire life. Looking at Silva and Illumi's miserable state, Aren's wrath had mostly faded. He waved a hand.

"Go. This interlude should end here. Oh, and remember to pay for the house." He pointed at the villa wall Silva's Nen spheres had destroyed. Silva's fist clenched so hard that his nails dug into his palm and blood leaked out.

"No problem. I will compensate at full price." After saying that, Silva held Illumi with one arm and disappeared. He did not even pick up the severed arm Aren had cut off. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, his control would break. The injuries looked irreversible. One had lost an arm, the other his eyes. But in the Hunter world, many abilities could restore them. Greed Island's Breath of Archangel alone could heal them completely.

Even if Greed Island had not been released yet, surely Ging Freecss and his team were not the only people in the world who possessed healing at that level. With the Zoldyck Family's resources, finding a Nen user who could heal them should not be impossible. That was one reason Silva had not overreacted when Aren blinded Illumi, and why he left without retrieving his arm. When Silva and Illumi departed, Bart, Adam, and the Nostrade members all breathed out in relief. They did not doubt Aren's strength.

Aren was powerful. They never questioned that he could defeat those assassins. The problem was that they were weak. If the battle continued, a stray shockwave could kill them easily. Adam's gaze toward Aren burned even hotter.

'I really did not follow the wrong person.' Aren had forced such a powerful enemy to owe him a request. And when that enemy's son was crippled in front of him, he still did not dare complain. Mr. Aren was truth walking among men. The one true god. Adam's faith became even firmer.

"Master!" Not far away, a small girl ran toward Aren with short, quick steps, surrounded by black-clad men.

"Hey, Neon." Aren caught her as she threw herself into his arms.

"How was it? Were you scared just now?" Neon's eyes still held traces of tears. She nodded.

"At first, Neon was a little scared. But later, Neon was more worried about Master."

"Is that so?" Aren felt warmth at her words.

"Good girl. The bad men have been chased away."

"Mm! Neon knew Master was the strongest. Master would definitely chase the bad men away." As she spoke, she waved both arms as if she had personally helped fight them. Light Nostrade walked over.

"Mr. Aren, may I ask who the enemy was?" Aren glanced at him.

"Knowing won't help you handle them. They were Zoldycks, hired by the Fanobi revenge fund." Light went pale.

'The legendary Zoldycks truly existed?'

"This is my failure," Light said, dropping to one knee.

"I did not expect the Nostrade Family to have provoked such a hidden measure. It brought trouble to Mr. Aren."

"Forget it. You didn't know. Ignorance is not a crime." The process had been unpleasant, but the final result was acceptable. Aren's anger had faded, so he did not intend to blame Light.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, Mr. Aren." As Light rose, he secretly glanced at Aren. Aside from some blood near his collar and dust on his clothes, there were no obvious injuries. Light once again felt awe at Aren's strength. He had repelled the legendary Zoldyck Family's assassins without visible pressure. Light lowered his head even further. His original decision had been correct. If he had to be a dog, he would choose the strongest master.

"Mr. Aren truly is beyond ordinary people," Light said carefully.

"To repel Zoldyck assassins so easily..."

"Easily." Aren touched his throat thoughtfully. Without his immortality, he would have died in a truly humiliating way. Even invincible power meant nothing if he had no chance to use it.

'Had he become too prideful lately?' Perhaps it was time to pick up the fundamentals again. He pulled his thoughts back.

"It's nothing. Disperse. It's late, so go rest." Neon looked like she had truly been frightened.

"Master, can Neon stay with you tonight?"

"All right, all right. I'll stay with you tonight." Aren rocked her gently in his arms.

"Yawn. Then let's go rest. Neon is sleepy." Her eyelids were already drooping. Aren looked at her and chuckled. Then he glanced back at the ruined Villa 21. Holding Neon, he casually chose one of the nearby villas and flashed over. He went straight to the master bedroom. After checking that no one had used it, he lay down with Neon in his arms.

"Since the interlude is over, it's about time to head east." The night passed quietly. Early the next morning, Aren felt an itch near his nose. When he opened his eyes, he found Neon awake and using her hair to tickle him. Because he had no guard against Neon, he had not woken the moment she did. Aren pulled her back onto the bed and started tickling her sides.

"Neon, you're getting bold. You dare tease Master now?" Neon squirmed and giggled.

"Hahaha! It's Master's fault. Master is a lazy pig. Neon woke up, but Master didn't."

"You still dare call Master a lazy pig? Looks like you want to rebel."

"Hahaha! Master, Master, Neon doesn't dare anymore." After playing for a while, Aren gave her a light pat to send her on her way.

"All right, Neon. Get up and brush your teeth. I'm going to take you out for a while." Neon's eyes lit up.

"Master, Master, are you taking Neon on a trip?"

"Yes. I'm planning to go east and look around. Didn't Neon give Master a fortune last time? It said there might be an unexpected gain if I went east."

"Okay! Neon will brush her teeth now." She climbed off the bed and ran excitedly toward the bathroom. Aren watched her go and smiled.

"This girl..."