Book 7: Chapter 15: Phantom Troupe
“Kurapika!” Melody walked to the boy’s side, giving him a look before turning towards the balcony of the living room.
Kurapika glanced at the door, then thoughtfully followed his companion. “Melody, what’s wrong with that person?”
“Kurapika, every normal person’s heartbeat has its own rhythm, like a piece of music telling the story of the soul. But that person…” Melody hesitated. “I can’t quite explain it. His heartbeat is like a never-changing pendulum. I’ve never heard such a melody before.”
“Could he have been a soldier? Someone with extreme self-discipline?” Kurapika tapped a finger against his lips, thinking carefully. “Or perhaps someone being controlled? That might explain how he broke free from Baise’s ability.”
“No. The melody of a heartbeat only relates to emotions and personality. A puppet under control would share its master’s melody. No one else in the room matched his.” Melody suddenly spoke with fear. “The moment Baise used ‘Slaver of Love’ on him… I heard a heartbeat entirely different from before.”
A trace of dread showed in Melody’s eyes as she recalled, “It was a wildly chaotic and cruel heartbeat, filled with humanity’s darkest emotions. Kurapika, if that person comes after you, be very careful. He… is extremely dangerous!”
“Thank you, Melody. I’ll be careful.” Kurapika looked out into the distance, his fist on the balcony railing slowly tightening.
Melody sighed softly. She could tell Kurapika hadn’t truly taken her warning to heart. The boy’s heart was filled with hatred, leaving no room for anything else.
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