Right now, Menchi was like a contestant in a food competition, and Linne sitting on the tree stump was the most important judge.
Night fell.
Linne got to eat the sushi she desired.
And she didn't expect that Menchi would be able to make sushi that was above the standard just by listening to her dictation.
"Good."
Linne glanced at Menqi.
She felt that this girl in front of her will definitely have great achievements in the future.
If she weren't already withering away, Linne might consider letting Menchi stay with her for a few years.
But for now, she could provide guidance to Menchi in various aspects during their time on Porter Island.
That would suffice as payment for the meal.
Linne thought so.
Menchi was immediately overjoyed when she heard Linne's praise.
Moses, on the side, felt that it would be a good thing if Linne could stay a bit longer.
In the following days…
Moses completed 10,000 sword swings every day as usual, while Menchi, under Linne's guidance, made significant progress in developing her Nen Ability.
According to Linne's words—
Gourmet Hunters who are willing to use their 'memory capacity' for food preservation may not have any great achievements in the future.
But Gourmet Hunters with great achievements will definitely apply their 'memory capacity' to ensure the freshness of ingredients.
From these words, Moses could guess that Linne has similar Nen Abilities, perhaps leaning towards auxiliary type...
'Perhaps it was because of this that she accompanied Netero to the Dark Continent.'
Anyway, for now, Menchi's Nen Ability's development seemed to be on track.
Time passed…
Finally, it was the last day.
After three months of hard work, Moses managed to compress the time for ten thousand sword swings to twelve hours.
Moses doesn't know whether this kind of progress is considered excellent, but he has tried his best anyway.
'Time flies so fast.'
Moses was in a slightly complicated mood, and immediately began to swing his sword ten thousand times in the last day.
Initially, he embarked on this form of hard training to get rewards.
But now-
Moses had already decided that even if he got the reward, he would continue this training method.
Until he felt he had gained something from it.
At noon.
Moses swung his last slash.
There seemed to be a buzzing sound in the air as the long sword hung steadily above the ground.
From the moment Moses completed the last ten thousand sword swings, a surging Nen suddenly surged out of him.
At the same time, voices sounded from deep within his consciousness.
"Your Shu +1"
"Regular Ten Thousand Sword Swings +1"
Not only that, Moses also had some sword skills and swordsmanship's knowledge in his consciousness out of thin air.
As if he was born with it, they naturally integrated into his cognition.
"Regular Ten Thousand Sword Swings?"
Moses was stunned for a moment.
The basic skills of swordsmanship were one of the rewards he could foresee, but the reward of 'Regular Ten Thousand Sword Swings' was unexpected.
Moses extracted the relevant information and was immediately dumbfounded.
"Ten thousand sword swings for one year?"
Moses didn't know what to say for a moment.
During these three months of hard training, he had originally decided to maintain the training of swinging his sword ten thousand times.
As a result, after he just finished the Edge Ten Thousand Sword Swings, it was directly converted into Regular Ten Thousand Sword Swings, which is doing so for a year.
'This is really...'
Moses was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.
'A whole year...'
'What rewards will I get if I complete it?'
'Proficient in advanced swordsmanship?'
'Shu or Ko +1?'
'Or perhaps the birth of a new skill similar to the 100-Type Guanyin?'
Moses doesn't know.
But whether to embark on this year-long sword practice still needs to be carefully considered.
When he first swung the sword, it took too long to complete, so Moses didn't have the energy to synchronize the practice of Nen techniques when swinging the sword.
Now that the sword swinging time has been reduced to twelve hours, he was fully capable of practicing the ten thousand sword swings while in a Ren state.
If this time could be further reduced...
Maybe he can complete the ten thousand sword swings in a Ken state.
In this way, he can truly kill two birds with one stone, and it wouldn't be considered a waste of time.
Linne was tasting the carefully brewed stew made by Menchi when she suddenly looked towards Moses, who was standing by the waterfall.
'This presence…'
A look of doubt flashed across Linne's eyes, and then she shook her head slightly.
Seeing Linne shaking her head, Menchi's heart skipped a beat, and she cautiously asked: "Is the taste of this stew very bad?"
"…"
Linne glanced at Menchi when she heard this, and asked an unexpected question: "Remember to participate in this year's Hunter Exam. With your qualifications, it's more advantageous to get the Hunter License sooner rather than later."
"Umm…"
Menchi breathed a sigh of relief.
After getting along with Linne for this period of time, she has become accustomed to Linne's habit of answering other questions indirectly.
From this, she can also figure out the pattern behind Linne's behavior.
If she could save the effort of speaking, she wouldn't speak.
It also means that in Linne's opinion, there is no need to answer the question just now.
Because if the stew was really terrible, Linne would have thrown the soup bowl directly onto the tree stump table next to her.
Menchi had been worried for nothing and said with a smile: "I will go this year. Master also told me to get the Hunter License soon."
Linne nodded, then looked at Moses's figure not far away.
'Interesting…'
She muttered to herself in her heart.
…
The next day.
Moses temporarily decided not to embark on the year-long training of ten thousand sword swings and is prepared to leave Porter Island.
He had planned to travel to Biske's country before, but after hearing Menchi said that the residents there were extremely xenophobic, he gave up on that idea.
"Do you want to go together?"
After packing his luggage, Moses politely asked Linne.
"…"
Linne ignored Moses's question, turned to look at Menchi, raised her finger and pointed at the mud ball beside the fire, and said lightly: "It's almost done."
"Okay."
Menchi responded.
Seeing Linne ignoring his question, Moses drooped his eyelids.
'It seems we are leaving together.'
Like Menchi, he had also gotten used to Linne's non-responses.
That means... most of the time, it was a tacit approval.
After a while,
The three of them arrived at the beach.
There is a black dot on the distant sea.
That's the Ellen.
Soon, Ellen arrived near the shore.
At the bow of the ship, the captain of Ellen saw Linne, who was being supported by Menchi, and his face was filled with shock.
'Could it be that Linne-sama stay on the island for so long this time...'
'Is because of these two juniors?!'