Chapter 213: Kekkei Genkai All in Hand x The Spiders Enter the Jar
Buzz~
The propellers shredded the air, creating a buzzing sound...
On Flight K8451 to the Republic of Padokea, VIP Cabin 9.
Roy sat on a soft sofa by the window, leisurely drinking black tea served by Gotoh. Spread out on the mahogany table in front of him was a book, the training notes left by his grandfather Zzigg.
The page was turned to page 27, clearly recording the old man's understanding of "a series of Nen ability property changes"...
According to him... ["Nen" is complex, yet simple.]
[Complex in that... it is an aggregate of complex human emotions and physical potential, focusing on elements such as "spiritual will," "mental reflection," "soul strength," and so on.]
[Simple in that... it can be divided into "Yin" and "Yang," further subdivided into "Five Elements," serving as the basis for composing the myriad things in the vast world.]
As for the... [Mechanisms] of "Nen abilities" other than the "Aura Quantity" value, that is something on another level, related to [Vows and Limitations].
Roy took a sip of black tea, recalling the conversation with Ging just now.
Understanding the "Object," being devoted to the "Object," makes it possible to "Conjure" or "De-Conjure" it. Asking Gotoh for a pen, he pondered for a few seconds next to the blank space in the notes, adding his own insights... rather than being devoted to the "Object," it is better to say...
[One must have a basic understanding of the most fundamental "Yin," "Yang," and "Five Elements" that make up this world.]
Just like [Wood Style] is a product of combining [Water Style] and [Earth Style] supplemented by [Sun], can other [Kekkei Genkai] from the Naruto world be condensed following this line of thought?
Roy put down the pen and fell into deep thought...
Whoosh... Outside the window, white clouds drifted, the sky was azure. Due to the altitude, the airship flew higher and higher, and the temperature gradually dropped.
A gust of wind blew, forming an airflow on the window surface, condensing into a thin layer of mist dripping down...
Gotoh quietly took the teacup in front of Roy to refill it with hot tea. Just as his hand touched the rim, Roy waved his hand casually, refusing.
"Young Master, the tea is cold," Gotoh explained.
"Then heat it up."
Without any apparent movement, the boy just extended a hand to hold the teacup. Moving his thoughts, he tried to separate two wisps of Nen, one [Fire] and one [Water], injecting them into the "black tea"... The cold tea heated up visibly. In less than two seconds, it even... Gurgle boiled, bubbles rising to the surface... Clearly [Boil]...
[Fire] + [Water] is [Boil]... This is also the [Boil Style] mastered by the Five-Tails Kokuo!
"Young Master, boiling water can easily scald the esophagus. You'd better let it cool a bit before drinking." Seeing this, Gotoh reminded carefully.
Roy nodded. "Then cool it down."
Roy's hand holding the cup didn't move. Changing his thoughts, he tried to connect [Wind] and [Water], separating two wisps of Nen into the cup... The steaming black tea instantly seemed thrown into a world of ice and snow, gradually falling silent. Finally, blown by a cold wind, it solidified into a lump of ice tea!
[Wind] + [Water] is [Ice]... This is also the Kekkei Genkai possessed by the Yuki Clan and Haku who followed Zabuza... [Ice Style]!
Roy turned the cup upside down. The solid ice tea was obviously undrinkable.
He smiled and asked Gotoh, "Want a popsicle?"
Gotoh felt a toothache and said speechlessly, "Tooth-shattering."
"True, too cold, brain freeze." Roy nodded noncommittally. His thoughts changed again. The hand holding the teacup suddenly emitted a scorching red glow... The frozen black tea melted instantly, neither cold nor hot, just right. Bringing it to his lips, Roy took a sip, refreshing his heart... He instantly understood that [Fire] + [Earth] is [Lava]... also the [Lava Style] mastered by the Four-Tails Son Goku!
Gotoh watched silently from the side. When Roy finished the tea, he refilled the cup, then pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "Young Master, 'Water Divination' is inaccurate for you."
"Your Nen is too inclusive!"
[Water Divination]: A method of testing Nen category in Shingen-Ryu.
Take a cup of water, inject aura into it. [Enhancer]: Water volume increases.
[Transmuter]: Water taste changes.
[Conjurer]: Impurities appear in water.
[Emitter]: Water color changes.
[Manipulator]: Leaf on water moves.
[Specialist]: Any phenomenon not belonging to the above five. For example, the Fourth Prince of Kakin, Tserriednich Hui Guo Rou, makes the water extremely foul-smelling after awakening his Nen ability, just like himself, evil to the core.
But someone like Roy, who can make water boil, freeze, melt, changing states at will... Gotoh had never seen it in his life.
"This isn't Water Divination." Roy flipped through the notes without explaining much.
The young butler's current focus should still be on polishing [Application Techniques]. Going deeper would only waste his time.
Gotoh himself realized the gap between him and the opponent after the battle with Razor. Since the Young Master didn't want to say more, he tactfully didn't ask. As usual, summarizing the situation at home, mentioning... Roy specifically instructed him to send chefs to Meteor City... Gotoh peeked out the window and asked tentatively, "Young Master, the flight stops at Yorknew City. Do you want to visit Meteor City?"
Flying from the Yorbian Continent all the way to the Republic of Padokea, passing through Yorknew City and the Minbo Republic.
The layover would be nearly half a day, enough for a trip to Meteor City.
But... with "Taichi" stationed there, Roy didn't need to go personally. Moreover... he was doing a good job.
[Notification... Detected one "Potential Believer"...]
[Potential Believer Uvogin "Loyalty" +5... Derived from appreciation of your believer "Kastro"...]
[Notification... Detected one "Potential Believer"...]
[Potential Believer Nobunaga "Loyalty" +5... Derived from appreciation of your believer "Kastro"...]
[Notification... Detected one "Potential Believer"...]
[Potential Believer Sarasa "Loyalty" +5... Derived from appreciation of your believer "Kastro"...]
[Notification: Your believer "Kastro" has mastered "Flame Breathing: Total Concentration: Constant" through diligent effort.]
[Faith Power +1]
The corner of Roy's mouth curled up slightly. He split a trace of mind to share vision and memory with Taichi...
At that time in Meteor City, following Roy (Taichi) taking Kastro to kill Bolton and Ilya, officially stationing in District 4 of the West Sector, and beginning to preach.
District 4, previously regarded as a forbidden area, gradually opened a door to the outside, attracting more and more curious people.
Among them were probing, suspicion, and even... hostility. The reason being... In Meteor City, which always revered the law of the jungle where the weak are prey to the strong, giving out a piece of bread and a bowl of porridge from the shed set up in the cleared square in front of the church just by sincerely saying "Praise the Sun" without any conditions... was truly jaw-dropping!
"Honestly, I think that priest is either brain-damaged or brain-damaged. Doing good deeds for free means he has too much money..."
"Is the bread good?"
"Good!"
"Is the porridge tasty?"
"Tasty!"
"Then what are we waiting for? You said he's brain-damaged. Let's just rob the porridge shed, kidnap him, and split the money fifty-fifty!"
"Good idea! Once here, don't think about leaving. Not even bread crumbs will flow out of Meteor City!"
Groups of people went in "ambitiously" and came out "bruised and swollen." Until the third day Roy stationed in the dilapidated church...
Those clamoring to kidnap this "brain-damaged rich man" in District 4 included Uvogin and Nobunaga.
"There's free bread, why not take it?"
"Chrollo, if you're scared, I'm not!" District 3, True Lord Church.
Uvogin, having just finished rehearsing Clean-Up Rangers, rubbed his rumbling stomach, glaring discontentedly at Chrollo, Shalnark, and the others blocking his way. He shouted at Nobunaga, "Hey~ Old man, what do you say?"
Nobunaga pulled a long face, wearing a loose bathrobe picked from some trash heap, with a rusty broken sword at his waist also hanging crookedly... He stepped forward silently, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Uvogin, quietly looking at Chrollo, Shalnark, and Pakunoda. Without even looking at Uvogin, he said, "I'm only a year older than you. Call me old man again, and I'll cut you!"
"A year older is still older!" Uvogin laughed heartily, back straight like a bear, directly overshadowing Chrollo and Shalnark... Seemingly with Nobunaga by his side, he geared up again, fearless, his aura different!
"Little Uvo, Ah-Nobu, are you two bullying Little Kuro again?" Twin golden ponytails swinging, a flat-chested loli strode over. Due to long-term malnutrition, her hair ends showed a sickly yellow, and she was thin like a small grass bent by frost... yet her aura was strong!
Taking three steps in two, she inserted herself forcefully among them, blocking between Chrollo and Uvogin with her body, glaring as if saying... Fight me first!
Uvogin: "..."
Nobunaga: "..."
They really didn't make a move. Even... Uvogin, clearly anxious enough to scratch his ears and cheeks, about to jump, was afraid of accidentally hurting Sarasa, killing her with a slap. He could only glare and roar at her, "Don't stop me! They went too far!"
Cutting off one's fortune is like killing one's parents... "There's free bread in District 4. They won't go themselves, and they won't let others go!"
"Is it true, Little Kuro?" Sarasa turned to look at Chrollo.
Then glanced at Shalnark and Pakunoda...
The three remembered the scene they witnessed from the highest trash mountain. Even now... lingering fear remained!
What kind of swordsmanship can connect with flames, and what kind of flames can vaporize the entire church including Bolton and others?
Bolton and Ilya's terrified faces, unable to even scream, appeared before Chrollo from time to time, waking him up from countless nightmares. His rehearsals these past few days were in poor condition, frequently making mistakes... Silence was the prayer hall at this moment...
Chrollo took a deep breath, looking truthfully at Sarasa, Uvogin, and Nobunaga. "It's too dangerous there. That priest and his attendant are not ordinary people, nor people we can provoke."
One thing the boy didn't say... Yesterday while cleaning at Boss Belus's mansion, he heard them mention... because of Bolton and Ilya's deaths, a power vacuum appeared in District 4. The entire district, including that priest, had become a piece of fat meat in the eyes of many big shots. Now not only Belus... but also the Seventh Elder... Eighth Elder... Twelfth Elder of the Council of Elders and the many forces behind them were watching. Clearly...
A storm of blood awaited that priest, awaited his attendant...
Chrollo keenly captured this information and naturally didn't want Uvogin, Nobunaga, and the others to rush in at this time. Otherwise... with their strength, maybe this time next year, he would have to offer white chrysanthemums to them!
"Sarasa, you see... he's just a coward!"
"What priest, see if I don't flatten him with one punch!" Uvogin raised his bowl-sized fist.趁 While they weren't paying attention, he bypassed Sarasa, shoved Shalnark aside, almost making him stumble, and strode out of the church, leaving arrogantly!
Just like in the original story, leaving the team privately, insisting on dueling Kurapika alone. Only this time, followed silently by Nobunaga with his sword, and Sarasa who hesitated... glanced at Chrollo.
Tap... tap...
"Little Uvo, Ah-Nobu, wait for me."
Twin golden ponytails swaying in the wind...
Sarasa withdrew her gaze, moved her feet, and followed.
The huge prayer hall was empty in a blink, leaving only Chrollo and the other two.
"See, I told you. Speaking is useless. That bear Uvogin won't listen at all."
Shalnark fiddled with a game controller just scavenged from the trash heap. Back cover missing, missing a battery... He spread his hands and shrugged.
Chrollo was silent for a long time. A moment later, he moved his feet, walking towards District 4 in the direction Uvogin, Nobunaga, and Sarasa left.
"Hey~ where are you going?"
Shalnark reached out, grabbing air.
Beside him, Pakunoda, whose chest fruit was already quite substantial, glanced sideways, asking knowingly...
Moving her feet, she followed Chrollo, hips swaying, gracefully leaving the church and disappearing. Finally, only Shalnark was left holding the controller in a daze. Perhaps the empty prayer hall was cold... After a while, he reached out a hand to scratch his face, took several deep breaths, calmed down, stuffed the controller into his clothes, and strode to catch up...
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