Chapter 332: Silva Believes that Killua Will Definitely Return to This Family

Silva waved at Killua, who was frowning and thinking.

"Killa, come here, come to me."

Killa put his hands in his pockets and walked over in confusion. Then Silva put his right hand on his head and gently stroked his silver hair.

Killa trembled obviously, as if he was not used to it, and then slowly relaxed, like a cat with smooth fur, allowing his father to stroke him.

Silva thought of the situation of their Zoldyck family. I don't know if it was because of the assassination business that they were cursed. Their family has been a single-line family for four generations.

It was not until Silva and Kiju got married that they gave birth to five children in a row.

And among these five children, four children have their mother's black hair, and only the third son Killua has silver hair passed down from their family line.

Such a bloodline makes Killua particularly special, and it is also the reason why Killua is highly regarded, not to mention the talent and potential he later showed.

How can such a Killua not be highly anticipated?

Ilmi's words make sense. Germain has been away from the assassination world for a long time, and it is unlikely that he will return to this dark business in the future. Instead, he will go further and further on the path of "hunter".

Germain can still teach Killua some assassination experience, but "cold-blooded and ruthless completion of tasks" is probably not something he can teach.

But, so what?

No matter who Killua's future "Nen teacher" or "temporary guardian" is, it cannot change the fact.

My blood flows in his body!

Great-grandfather, grandfather, father, and me, who didn't have their own ideas when they were young, and wanted to be rebellious and leave the Zoldyck family.

When he was young, my grandfather even abandoned the assassination business and followed the equally young Netero to the "Dark Continent".

But what in the end?

We will always come back, we will all return to Kukulu Mountain, inherit the family business, and complete our mission.

Just like the moisture in the atmosphere turns into raindrops and falls to the ground, whether it becomes well water, streams, rivers, oceans or anything else, it will eventually return to the atmosphere.

This is because we are all members of the Zoldyck family.

Killua will not be an exception. Let him go out to see the world like us and enjoy the freedom without constraints and responsibilities.

In the end, he will figure it out.

"Caste toughness", Killua with silver hair will never violate this principle.

"Killa."

"Hmm?"

"Are you willing to let Germain be your "guardian" outside and let him take care of you? Are you willing to listen to Germain?"

"Uh... I..."

Killa glanced at Germain, and Germain smiled at him, which made Killua quickly make up his mind.

Following Germain is much better than staying at home or following Illumi, right?

"Father, I do. "

Hearing this, Silva patted Killua's head gently and let him go. He didn't mean to make a "blood oath" with him in public.

"That's good. Remember, this is your choice. You can't disobey Germain outside."

"Okay, I know."

Killa, who is usually quirky, is now very well-behaved.

"Dad!"

"Father..."

Kiju and Illumi spoke almost at the same time, but were stopped by Silva.

"This is my final decision."

Then, Silva looked at Germain, ignoring Kiju who was about to tear off the Western fan in his hand and Illumi who finally frowned with emotion.

"German, please take good care of Killua. If he does anything wrong outside, just teach him a lesson without any scruples."

"Okay, don't worry, at least I can guarantee his safety and growth."

"That's great. Haha, today is a great day. Our friends and Killua's friends are here. Let's hold a banquet and celebrate."

Shiba rang the bell to summon Wutong and told him to prepare a sumptuous banquet to entertain the guests.

Wutong carried out the order meticulously, and never turned his head to observe the people at the table.

However, he had already sensed the result from this weird atmosphere.

He was wearing a tuxedo, adjusted his thin-rimmed glasses, pretended not to notice anything, bowed, and left.

The dinner was indeed quite sumptuous, and the delicacies on the table made Xiaojie and Leorio stare at them.

The two were a little reluctant at first, but later, encouraged by Killua, they started to eat heartily.

Germain chatted with Zeno and Silva, and first vaguely noticed his relationship with Xiaodi, and then knew that Kurapika was his disciple. In addition to the things about Meteor City, he praised them all in a roundabout way.

Killua only then knew that Kurapika was Germain's disciple, and that Germain was invited.

It's rare to see that grandpa and father would take the initiative to invite others to their home.

It's getting more and more interesting. Killua looked at Germain and thought. I wonder how many more unique things can be dug out from him...

There was laughter and joy at the table, but there were exceptions.

Kiju, with a bandage on his face, never said a word, and Illumi had a stiff face like a dead person.

The joy around them couldn't dispel the haze in their hearts, they just felt that everyone was noisy.

Mi Ji looked unhappy, but he didn't stop eating at all. Later, after he was full, he leaned back on the chair and stroked his big belly.

In this respect at least, he was content.

Kurt pursed his lips tightly and did not dare to laugh. He was scolded by Ji Qiu for his nonsense, and now he did not dare to reveal his true thoughts.

No matter what, as long as the result is good, that's enough.

Early the next morning, Killua excitedly woke up Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio, and wanted to take them around the entire Kukuli Mountains.

Later, Killua led them to get to know Kanalia, the trainee housekeeper, and told her that these were his new friends.

Kanalia looked at Killua and the others as they went to catch insects in the sea of ​​trees, and understood his intention of coming here specifically to find her.

Don't worry, Kanalia, I'm happy.

Kanalia only dared to smile when she bowed to Master Killua's back.

Germain had other things to do. He also got up early, but he did not wake up Xiaodi on the other bed.

After all, they were in someone else's house. They slept in separate beds last night, and they slept on the same bed. Germain was worried that Xiaodi would not be able to control himself.

In fact, Xiaodi couldn't control herself. She wanted to touch Germain's bed in the middle of last night.

Fortunately, the two finally signed a truce agreement, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing the next day, unless they hid and washed the sheets themselves.

Germain let Xiaodi sleep in, and left the room to find Siba to achieve the second purpose of his coming here.

Wutong led him to Xiba and then retreated calmly.

Siba was stroking his hound. When he saw Germain and heard him explain his purpose, he was not surprised.

"Father and I were just wondering when you would come to me. We didn't expect it to be so soon. Don't worry, with President Netero's relationship with us, we have already arranged this meeting. Come with me Bar."

Siba's tall body walked in front, leading Germain into an unfamiliar road in the mansion, passed through several secret doors, and then walked up the stairs.

"My grandfather likes to bask in the sun, so he lives in the highest place. He rarely shows his face and doesn't like to see people. Even if it's us, he's not willing to take a look."

"However, after he received the communication from President Netero that we delivered, he decided to meet with you."

On the stairs that seemed to have no end in sight, at intervals, a candle would light up as the two people approached, and then go out as the two people moved away.

"This is another reason why I asked Killua to follow you. There are few things in the world that can make President Netero speak and alarm my grandfather."

Siba laughed softly in the shadows.

The stairs always have an end, and the end is just a rather plain-looking door.

There are no guards, no locks, and no bluffing seals.

Siba put her hand on the door, turned around and smiled at Germain.

"Although I won't let Killua get involved in your affairs, he will obviously benefit from you, and that's enough."

"Go in by yourself. Grandpa only lets you in alone. It seems that he likes you more than his own grandson, and he has more to say to you."

Siba laughed at herself a few times, then made way for Germain, who was wearing a three-cornered hat and black robe, to push open the door and walk in. He silently walked down the stairs.