"Have a seat," the man said slowly, then paused before continuing, "The news you just saw, the situation reported in it is true."
As soon as he said that, Kurapika's emotions instantly became agitated again.
He suppressed the trembling in his body, tried his best to control himself, and listened quietly as the other person continued to speak, his fiery red eyes wide open.
"Here's some free news for you: the Kuruta tribe was almost wiped out. A total of 126 bodies were found at the scene, one of which was blown to pieces."
Kurapika trembled even more violently, his tightly clenched hands shaking uncontrollably, and his head slumped limply down.
"Based on the clues left at the scene, it can be determined that this was done by the world-renowned Phantom Troupe."
"The Phantom Troupe? Why? Why would they do this..." Kurapika's voice trembled as he questioned with grief and indignation.
"Of course it's for your beautiful eyes. What other reason could there be? Many Kuruta people have been beheaded and had their eyes gouged out."
Upon hearing of the tragic fate of his people, Kurapika could no longer suppress his grief, and hot tears streamed down his fiery red eyes.
He opened his mouth wide, wanting to cry out, but it was as if something was choking him, and he couldn't make a sound.
Tears streamed down silently like a waterfall.
Seeing this, the man could only sigh helplessly, take out a cigarette, and silently light it.
Even though he had made a living by selling information in the shadows for many years and had witnessed many tragedies, such a tragedy was still extremely tragic in his eyes.
"I've been asked to come find you and tell you not to go back to your old place or try to gather any information; it's too dangerous."
The person who commissioned me asked me to give this to you, and that completes my task.
"I'll be going now. This room will be kept for the night; it's very secluded, so don't worry."
After saying that, the man smoked a cigarette, pushed open the door, and walked out.
Kurapika only heard the sound of the door closing before he was plunged into darkness.
He could no longer suppress his grief and cries, letting his sorrowful emotions run wild.
He didn't know how much time had passed before the tide of grief subsided and he finally had the energy to think.
"There were 128 people in total, no, if you include me, it should be 129. Apart from me, could there be two others who survived?"
He quickly realized that the person who would send someone to find him, deliver such information, and care about his safety must be a surviving member of his tribe.
He had previously speculated that his clansmen had been captured by the Phantom Troupe, but now it seems that this is not the case.
The thought that two of his clansmen were still alive, and that he was not the last one left, gave Kurapika a glimmer of hope, as if he had grasped at the last straw.
He eagerly picked up the note the man had left behind, which had an address written on it.
Composing myself, I immediately set off.
After several days of travel, Kurapika finally arrived at the place written on the note.
He didn't act rashly. Instead, he sat down in a restaurant across the street, eating quietly while occasionally observing the activity across the street through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Suddenly, a man sat down opposite him.
Kurapika frowned, eyeing the other party warily.
The man had short black hair, a gentle face, a sunny and kind demeanor, and a well-proportioned physique. He was taller than the average person and would definitely stand out in a crowd. He looked to be in his early twenties.
Overall, it gives people a friendly and gentle feeling.
At that moment, the man was looking at him gently.
"My name is Kevin—Capebenberger, and you're Kurapika, right?"
Upon hearing the other person's words, Kurapika frowned even more deeply, and his hand unconsciously went to his weapon.
Kevin simply smiled at him and said softly, "Your blonde hair is beautiful, just like your mother's."
These words made Kurapika's eyes widen instantly, and he was so excited that he couldn't contain himself. He suddenly grabbed the other person's clothes.
"You've seen my mother? Where? She's not dead, is she? She..."
At this point, Kurapika suddenly shut his mouth.
He felt an invisible pressure coming at him, making it hard for him to breathe. It was as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and he felt as if he had been petrified.
"Don't get agitated. This is a restaurant. Don't disturb other guests."
"Let's go outside and talk."
Kevin said, placing the money on the table.
Under the watchful eyes of the other diners in the restaurant, Kevin led Kurapika toward the door.
Chapter 81 Returning Home X Meeting Again
On the street outside the restaurant.
Kevin and Kurapika walked side by side.
As Kevin walked, he said, "With your emotions so easily agitated, how can anyone feel at ease letting you travel alone?"
As soon as he said it, he felt it was inappropriate. After thinking for a moment, he added, "Of course, it would be abnormal not to be emotional after experiencing something like this. I can completely understand that."
Kevin noticed that Kurapika was glaring at him, so he reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't get so worked up. If you were to speak freely, there would probably be even more trouble."
"But you're wearing colored contact lenses, which is great. Young people are quick to accept new things."
Kurapika continued to stare straight at Kevin, without saying a word.
Actually, it wasn't that he didn't want to talk.
"Don't look at me like that. What I just gave you was a [silence potion]. It will make you temporarily unable to speak, but there are no side effects."
"The effects of the medicine only last for fifteen minutes. I believe that you can calm down within those fifteen minutes."
After saying that, Kevin stopped looking at Kurapika and led him forward, explaining in detail: "I know Midor. I happened to run into him outside when the crisis broke out, which is how I escaped the disaster."
"But when the enemy was slaughtering your people, we rushed back. The enemy was very strong, and if we exposed ourselves rashly, we would only add more corpses to the list, so we could only try to save people."
"There were only two ground birds at the time, so only two people could be saved. In the end, the enemy still caught up, and Mito stopped them at the cost of his life."
Upon hearing this, Kurapika slowly lowered his head.
Seeing this, Kevin gently patted his shoulder.
"Sadness and anger are human nature, and wanting revenge is understandable, but you must not let your emotions control you, otherwise you have no right to talk about revenge."
After a brief pause, Kevin revealed the information Kurapika most desperately wanted to know: "The two people you saved are your mother and Milto's son, Pyro."
Upon learning of the two's whereabouts, Kurapika looked at Kevin with great excitement.
He never imagined that Kevin would save his own mother and best friend.
Overwhelmed with excitement, he gripped Kevin's hand tightly and shook it vigorously up and down.
Unable to speak for the time being, he could only express his inner emotions in this way.
At this moment, Kurapika could no longer hold back his tears, which streamed down his cheeks even in front of strangers.
This is the joy that surges forth after extreme sorrow.
Kevin scratched his head helplessly, thinking to himself: "I really don't know how to comfort a crying child."
Kurapika looks mature, like a little adult, but he's only thirteen years old.
He's just a child.
……
Inside the main hall of the Nosla family manor.
Rosanna paced back and forth in the hall, a state she had been in for quite some time.
Everyone in the hall understood how she felt, so no one offered any words of comfort.
Even Pello, who is usually calmer than his peers, was standing by the fireplace, his eyes fixed on the door.
Wright sat on the sofa, a cigar dangling from his lips, seemingly engrossed in his work, but his gaze kept drifting towards the door, clearly indicating that he was not at peace with himself.
Only his daughter, Nyon, was sitting on the carpet playing, humming a song softly.
At this moment, Wright couldn't help but recall his conversation with Kevin on the airship that day.
The question Kevin asked at the time made his heart skip a beat, and he was quite alarmed.
Fortunately, Kevin seemed very understanding. After asking the question, he said that his question was a bit presumptuous and did not force him to answer.
But Wright knew in his heart that some of his unusual attitudes and behaviors had aroused Kevin's suspicion.
And today, another prophecy is about to be fulfilled.
With a creak, the door was slowly pushed open.
The first thing that caught everyone's eye was Kevin's figure, followed by Kurapika who walked in behind him.
"Mom!" Kurapika cried out, his emotions spiraling out of control once again.
Kurapika!
Rosanna was already in tears as she ran towards her son.
The mother and son called out to each other, embracing tightly, their voices trembling with tears as they spoke of their longing.
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