[Hunter] Lydia's Life Story I

Eighth District, Special Commodities District, Wishing House.

Kuroro squatted down and lifted the hood that the owner of the Wishing House had never taken off in front of anyone.

The snow-white long hair poured down, making the oval face of the long-haired owner appear even smaller.Without the cover of the cloak, the owner of the old voice was a young girl of just the right age, and the delicate and beautiful face like a flower would never be more than 20 years old.

"Oh." Kuroro let out an exclamation between surprise and expectation.

The young girl Ashenan looked up at Kuroro with hatred—she had already lost the joints of her limbs after Kuroro's unexpected attack just now, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"How dare you do this!" She widened her dark blue eyes angrily—the same brilliant blue as Aveda's heart—she simply changed back to her young girl's voice, and threatened viciously : "Don't you know? I signed a contract with the chairman of the business alliance! If you dare to hurt me, just wait to be hunted down by the masters of the eighth district!"

"...I don't think it should be harmful to this extent." Kuroro rubbed his chin and deduced. Seeing Ashenan's face flushed with anger, he raised his hands and said in a soothing gesture: " Of course, I promise I won't do it again, if you stop resisting." He pointedly looked at Arthur's hand tucked into the wide sleeve of his cloak.

Athenan looked at him stubbornly. After a while, she showed a discouraged expression, and a sharp knife fell out of her sleeve with a soft "snap".

"Is this also the work of Gorek?" Kuroro was very interested.He bent down to pick up the knife, the bright silver blade was like a crescent moon, and the ivory handle was inlaid with gems of various colors, the style was very rich.He raised the knife to his eyes and observed carefully.

"Well, the pattern composed of egrets and snakes is a typical Kemeron style. There is also a relief of connective grass at the bottom of the handle...is it an emblem? Is it a branch within the royal family of Gorek? I believe in and inherit the god of contract and commerce. The power of Skagallo?"

Kuroro glanced at the expression of Ashenan who was lying on the ground, and raised his eyebrows proudly: "Well, it seems that I guessed it right."

"Who the hell are you?!" Athenan's angry expression has been replaced by shock and a trace of imperceptible fear—"How do you know about Gorek?!...Who sent you here?"

She observed Kuroro's expression and had to give up self-deception, "Oh damn, no one sent you." She took a deep breath, put on a surrender expression, and said, "Well, now that you know all about me secret... so what are you trying to do?"

Before Kuroro could speak, she immediately exclaimed: "...Wait! Oh my god! What about my ability to read? Ascagaro's oracle! Why is it out of order?" She suddenly thought of something, Looking at Kuroro in horror, "That book? You stole my ability to read? Oh no! You are the notorious thief of the ability to read in District [-] recently! You actually stole my ability to read!"

"No, I just stole Askagaro's oracle. Your telekinetic ability still belongs to you." Kuroro pulled the chair that originally belonged to Ashenan behind him and sat down.

"...Please stop screaming, it has no effect other than deafening my ears." Kuroro pressed his temple to stop Athenan's hysteria.

"Let's get down to business and talk about my wish." Kuroro looked down at Arthur Nan. "My wish is... yes, I stole your right to use the 'Oracle of Askagaro'..."

"Then, Miss Gerek, can you forgive me?" He looked expectantly at Assenan who fell to the ground in a state of distress, with a polite and even shy smile on his white and childish face.

"You...shameless!" Ashenan glared at Kuroro—he didn't know when he picked up the "Aveda's Heart" that she dropped on the ground when he subdued Ashenan before, and he was full of emotion at this moment. Throwing it up and down with interest.

"fraud!"

Receiving Kuroro's silent threat, her eyes moved up and down uncontrollably following the trajectory of "Aveda's Heart" being thrown up and caught, and said resentfully: "You said you gave it to me!"

"That's really a pity." Kurolo said, tilting his head, frowned impatiently, and said: "Don't delay any longer. I give you two options, one is to sign another contract with me , give up trouble with me, I will give you Aveda’s heart; the second is that you die now, and you can’t trouble me again in the future. Which one do you choose?”

"You!" Athenan seemed to be stunned by Kuroro's brutality and shamelessness, and was speechless for a while.

"I know that people from the eighth district are coming, and I don't want to cut your neck before that." Kurolo said, throwing the blue diamond on the counter behind him, showing the thief's cheats, and quickly turned to the printed book. On the page of Athenan's portrait, the purple thought was activated, and a pale yellow blank scroll gradually appeared in the open hand.

"Wait!" Assenan swallowed, his eyes flickering, and he said quickly: "If I signed a contract with you about Aveda's heart just now, what are you going to use to convince me now?"

"Oh. Your life." Kuroro was writing the contract on the scroll with the quill pen on the table. In his busy schedule, he glanced at Arthur Nan, who barely stood up on the ground and looked at him. He suddenly showed a discouraged look like a child. He sighed exaggeratedly, and said loudly: "Okay, I shouldn't lie. Then add a condition, after I leave Meteor Street, I will help you find Gerek's holy place Erinpis."

Hearing the word "Elympus", Athenan gasped.She took a deep look at Kuroro, gritted her teeth, and said harshly, "Deal!"

Kuroro shrugged easily, signed the written contract, put the pen and the scroll on the ground in front of Athenan, and put Athenan's dislocated right arm back with a "click".

Ashenan picked up the pen uncomfortably, showing a pained expression, and as soon as his eyes rolled half a circle, Kuroro was already squatting beside her, holding his chin, and said slowly: "Actually, Aveda's heart is not the only one in the Holy Land. The key to the . . . signature, Miss Gorek at last."

"... Signed." Arthur Nan hastily signed his name, threw the pen away, and said with puffed cheeks.

The scroll turned into two blue light arrows and shot into their chests.

Kuroro clapped his hands nimbly and stood up, walked towards the door unhurriedly in Assenan's white eyes, and said in his mouth: "Then, hurry up and leave with that stone and your little life, Ge Miss Rick, see you outside Meteor Street. By the way, I appreciate your performance today... ah oh."

As soon as Kuroro walked to the door, he heard the footsteps of a large number of masters running quickly on the roof—it was the business alliance who noticed that something was wrong with the Wishing House and came to support—he reacted quickly and retreated, turned around Go to the back door of the Wishing House.

Athenan was sitting on the ground and was struggling to put back the removed joints of his left hand and legs with his right hand. When he saw Kuroro turning to the back door, he immediately let out two fake laughs to show her respect. gloat.

Kuroro ignored her at all, and walked to a room that was obviously connected to the back of the store, which was obviously a bedroom, and quickly turned out of the narrow window of the room.He climbed over the wall a little while thinking: I don’t know how they are connected. It would be interesting if it’s the ability to read, but it’s too slow...

Kuroro jumped out of the window, and heard Athenan's frantic thoughts coming from the room: "Oh my God! How can anyone know about Gerek? It's impossible! Great Ah God Skagaro! This bloody dynasty has been destroyed for 2000 years! How can anyone remember it?"

The outside of the window is facing the wall of the shop next door. There is only a narrow gap between the two houses, and it is impossible for adults to pass through.Fortunately, Kuroro used his original appearance. Thanks to the child's thin figure, he smoothly squeezed out against the walls on both sides.

Behind him he heard the sound of the wooden door of the Wishing House being violently kicked open, and someone asked loudly, "Master Athenan, are you alright? You guys, go and have a look at the back!" Then Athenan's old voice was pretentious.

The hurried footsteps rushed to the place separated by a wall in a blink of an eye. As long as the other party leaned out of the window to take a look, he would immediately find Kuroro's figure sandwiched between the two walls.

Someone called out loudly: "Come on, the windows are open here—"

"—no one. Go and see the streets!"

Kuroro turned into the room through the window in embarrassment, closed the window behind his back when he fell to the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief—at the very moment, he finally wiped the wall and moved under the window of the opposite house more than ten meters away. Not wanting to see what was going on inside, he turned headlong in.

Kuroro hadn't stood still yet, and his gaze was already looking into the room.

There was no breathing, and no one was in the room.

It should have the same structure as the inner room of the Wishing House opposite. The narrow space is full of bookshelves, from the floor to the ceiling. The nearest row of bookshelves blocks the window, almost touching the tip of Kuroro’s nose, and the bookshelves are arranged in a mess. With papers and folders, like a reference room or something.

Kuroro quickly recalled that next to the wishing house was a shop specializing in selling information.He casually took out a stack of dusty white papers on the bookshelf in front of him, on which was recorded information about the two-digit illegitimate child of a big boss in the thirteenth district in poor handwriting...

There are footsteps.

Came here.

There was an aggressive search from the street outside, Kuroro gently put down the materials in his hand, and moved towards the door under the cover of the bookshelf.

The footsteps are very light, the landing is flimsy, and there is no threat in terms of force... What needs to be careful is the opponent's possible telekinetic ability... There are people outside... Instantly subdued, and the opponent cannot make a sound.

Kuroro remained silent, clinging to the door without letting out a breath, waiting for the owner of the light footsteps outside to enter the room——

In an instant, he pinched the other party's neck with his hands, and at the same time covered her mouth tightly.The subordinates immediately exerted force enough to suffocate the other party, and promptly stopped the slender neck that reflexively wanted to vibrate and scream under the palm.

Don't make a sound.Don't resist.

or die.

The other party received Kuroro's clear signal, his whole body was stiff and his muscles were tense. Although he was trembling uncontrollably, he still kept his neck in Kuroro's tightly clasped palm, even though he tentatively let go of the grip. There was no sound from her mouth.

Kuroro's free hand skillfully and silently removed the joints of the opponent's shoulders.

This is a girl not much older than Kuroro, a little taller than him, with short blond hair, tall and thin.The contours of her face are somewhat tough, but still delicate. At this time, her lips are parted, and the pupils in her brown eyes are shrunk to the extreme, and she is looking at Kuroro in horror.

"Really, what are the Alliance people doing? It's so noisy!" A man's rough curse came from the shop outside the door, and the heavy footsteps gradually faded away, as if walking towards the outside of the shop.

"Pike, you stay inside, I'll go outside to have a look, those guys are disturbing people...Pike? Parker?" Kuroro tightened his grip on the girl's neck threateningly, and then let go of her The degree of vocalization.

"I," the girl named Pike said tremblingly, her voice trembled uncontrollably, and then she tried her best to return to her normal tone, and said loudly to the outside, "I see."

The man outside, who may have been the owner of the shop, left cursing.

The cramped reference room was silent.

Kuroro leaned his back against the wall, pressed the girl named Parker against him on the opposite shelf, pinched her neck, and listened to the movement outside with his breath held.

"Who are you?" Pike asked softly.

Of course Kuroro didn't answer her.

To be on the safe side, it's better to kill her when he leaves here, but the problem is that the commotion outside is unexpectedly large. It seems that the status of Wishing House in the business alliance is higher than he imagined. If you can't leave, then this girl named Pike is still useful...

The body under the restraint suddenly froze, and then trembled slightly. Kuroro thought she was afraid, but heard Pike who was so excited that his back was turned to whisper:

"You, can you steal my mind ability?"

Kuroro almost accidentally cut off the slender and fragile neck in his hand.He glanced at the other party's arms that had been removed by him and hung limply by his side, and pulled her to turn to face him, not letting go of any look on her face.

Feeling the undisguised killing intent in Kuroro's eyes, Pike flinched in fear, but his brown eyes lit up with an unusually excited brilliance.She looked extremely nervous, and quickly explained: "I, I can see other people's memories!"

Kuroro shrank his pupils and narrowed his eyes to stare at her.

As soon as Pike opened his mouth, he became more courageous. His thin voice was trembling, and he continued coherently: "I saw your memory, please steal my telekinetic ability! They forced me to search other people's memory to get information , I don’t want to watch it again! Such a dirty memory!” She recalled, her face twisted slightly due to fear and disgust, and she whispered almost collapsed: “It’s terrible, this is a cursed ability!”

Kuroro looked at her silently, his mind spinning rapidly.

"Please, steal it! I really can't take it anymore! Help me, I will never tell anyone..." Pike stared at Kurolo, as if looking at a straw that suddenly appeared, with His watery eyes were full of hope and pleading.

"Without the ability to read and no use value, what will those people do to you?" Kuroro considered Pike's sincerity and not fake expression, and his black eyes seemed to be filled with compassion.

"I can escape!" Pike explained eagerly, "They don't control me strictly, because if I can't get rid of this ability, the result will be the same wherever I go! Someone will come from District [-] next week, and those people are very Pay attention, I can take the opportunity to escape! What I said is true!"

"Oh. Then..." Kuroro suddenly stopped talking, and the sound of approaching footsteps came from outside the door - it was the man who went out who came back.

Kuroro turned to look at Pike, her bright brown eyes were instantly extinguished, her trembling lips were tightened, and deep despair appeared on her face.

"Pike, have you found the information? Bring it to me!" the man outside shouted.

Kuroro's eyes flashed, he listened distractedly to the movement outside, the sound of chaotic footsteps separated by a wall has gone away - the special commodity area has the most secrets in the eight districts and even the entire Meteor Street, and there are no searchers. Dare to be too presumptuous, they have already evacuated.

"Pike!" urged the outside.

Kuroro glanced at the devastated Pike, released the hands that locked her vitals, connected her shoulder joints, and signaled her to go out with his eyes.

Pike's eyes gradually cleared up, she nodded to Kuroro, and went out as usual.

"Why so slow! Where's the information?" The man's rough voice.

"Sorry, there's too much information, I can't remember where it is at the moment..." Pike explained cautiously, "Please give me a little more time, I'll look for it..."

"Trash!" the man scolded, "Hurry up! If you can't find it, don't even think about eating today! Don't think that the upper echelon of the alliance treats you like a treasure, so I dare not teach you..."

"Yes, yes..." Pike replied tremblingly and aggrieved, and turned back with light steps.

She walked into the reference room, and Kuroro was leaning on the file rack by the door and looking at her with unpredictable eyes.The man outside is probably not an important role. If Pike asks him for help, Kuroro is sure to kill the two of them and escape before others arrive.Now……

Kuroro handed Pike a contract that had just been manifested with the "Oracle of Askagaro".

Pike took it silently, and it said that she was required to unconditionally cooperate with Kuroro to give him her telekinetic ability when he proposed it next time. At the same time, once she moved any thoughts that were not good for Kuroro, she would be making a decision. Die immediately.

Pike obviously recognized the contract scroll in the wishing room next door. She bit her lip, looked up at Kuroro, who looked peaceful and harmless beside her, and happily took the contract and pen, and signed it in the blank space at the end. own name.

The childish handwriting that is exactly the same as the hundreds of thousands of information on the shelf, Paknotan.

The light arrows that turned the scrolls into blue silently disappeared into the bodies of the two of them.

Kuroro bent his mouth in satisfaction, turned around and wanted to leave.

Pike subconsciously went to pull him, but Kuroro swiftly dodged and grabbed her arm with his backhand.Kuroro acted completely reflexively, and immediately let go of the force after a buckle, and turned his head to look at her questioningly.

Pike desperately held back the pain that almost blurted out, looked at Kuroro nervously, and silently asked him when he would come to take away his cursed reading ability.

Kuroro blinked in confusion, looked at Pike's complex expressions of tension, request and expectation, thought for a while, raised his hand and patted the top of Pike's head, which was taller than him, as a comfort, and touched it perfunctorily Pike's short blond hair was smooth, and then he dodged under the window of the reference room, jumped out of the window and left without a sound.

Pike stood in front of the window and stared blankly at the wall of the wishing room opposite, sighed for a long while with joy and sorrow, raised his hand and gently closed the open window.

"Why don't you just steal it?" I looked at Kuroro suspiciously, forgetting to swallow the orange in my mouth - this is by no means his style of stealing and plucking!

"That's mind reading! What a cool ability!"

"By the time I'm sure I'm going to do it, it's too late." Kuroro also showed regret. "I plan to go there again in the next two days. It's not too late to check the details of the intelligence store first."

"It's up to you." I said, reaching out to grab the orange and feeling empty.

"You've already eaten two, aren't your teeth sour?" Kurolo said, quickly stuffing the last piece of orange into his mouth, and gathered the orange peels on the table into a pile.While packing up, he suddenly frowned, raised his head and said, "Why hasn't Feitan come back today?"

"Huh?" I looked at him blankly, took out a watch and looked at it, "My God, why is it so long? Where has he gone? Nothing will happen, right?"

Kuroro's face darkened, he stood up and said, "You're here, I'll go out and have a look."

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