Hunter Association's Headquarters, Tea Room.
Netero is taking some time off from his busy schedule as always.
Ring—
The phone rang.
Netero put down his teacup and took out his phone from his pocket.
"Hmm?"
Netero was slightly surprised when he saw the name of the caller displayed on the screen.
"Linne."
Pressing the answer button, Netero smiled and greeted first.
"Be there in a moment."
Linne's voice came from the phone.
Without waiting for Netero's reaction, the call was directly hung up.
"…"
Netero looked at his phone and couldn't help but chuckle. He then ordered the people below to prepare some refreshments.
After a while—
Linne arrived at the tea room and sat in front of Netero.
Netero poured a cup of tea and immediately pushed it in front of Linne.
"Long time no see, how are you?"
"…"
Linne picked up the teacup, ignored Netero's greeting, and calmly said: "I met two good juniors."
Netero raised his eyebrows slightly.
He knew his old friend's discerning eyes very well, so he became somewhat interested.
Linne took a sip of tea and slowly continued: "It's very similar."
"Oh?"
Netero waited quietly for Linne's next words.
Linne put down the teacup, looked at Netero, and sighed: "Just like us before."
"Is that so..."
Netero looked at Linne.
The two elderly people, who had traveled to the Dark Continent together, looked at each other quietly.
After a while, Linne picked up the teacup again and took a sip, and then slowly said Moses's name.
"Moses Isaac."
"…"
Netero was startled when he heard this, and then he laughed loudly.
He had been wondering about the background of the junior that Linne had taken a liking to, but he hadn't expected it to be Moses.
Linne saw Netero's reaction, but was not surprised at all.
Then, she slowly recounted her experience during this period.
This included Moses's training of swinging the sword 10,000 times a day.
As Netero listened to Linne's narration, he stroked his beard and pondered in silence.
'Moses, who swung a sword 10,000 times a day, and Menchi, who is very similar to Linne in the development of her Nen Abilities.'
'It does look very similar...'
'If they had someone from Zoldyck Family, wouldn't that be the lineup of our team when we challenged the Dark Continent?'
For a moment, Netero experienced the same feeling as Linne.
Only when seeing the outstanding abilities of the younger generation could one deeply feel that they were getting old.
"Netero…"
A gleam of light quietly appeared in Linne's eyes.
"I have a premonition that at some point in the future, they will also want to explore the 'outside world' like we did…"
"Hoho, and I'll 'stop' them."
Netero sighed deeply.
Linne looked at Netero and said calmly: "Me too."
It's just that it's hard to say whom they will stop.
Netero met Linne's calm gaze and remained silent for a moment.
'Only by going to the 'outside world'…'
'Can one understand the significance of the existence of 'gatekeeper'.'
'But humanity has never ceased its exploration of the path of destruction.'
Netero sighed once again.
…
The office where Cheadle is located.
"Thirteen Nen Exorcists have been summoned so far."
Cheadle answered the question that Moses was most concerned about, and at the same time, casted a sidelong glance at Pyon, who was sitting next to Moses.
That look seemed to say: Why are you here?
Pyon responded with a provocative look.
Moses frowned and said, "You've gathered thirteen Nen Exorcists, but you still lack confidence?"
"It should be said...faced with that level of Post-Mortem Nen, even if they have some ambitions, they are not willing to rush to the front."
Cheadle shook her head slightly.
Post-Mortem Nen come in two forms.
One is a pure energy type, which usually poses no threat to Nen Users.
The other is ability-triggered type, which usually does not pose a threat to Nen Users as long as they are not selected as a target.
But for Nen Exorcists, whether they are pure energy type or ability-activated type, as long as they remove the Post-Mortem Nen, they will inevitably bear the greatest risk.
Under this premise, all Nen Exorcists tend to be more cautious.
Moses felt somewhat helpless, but could also understand the Nen Exorcists' actions.
Only take action when they are sure.
He would do the same thing in their place.
That's why he wanted to get a second Nen Exorcism chance as soon as possible.
'Should I go back to the Heavens Arena to play another round, or go to Greed Island and kill the Bomber? By the way, at this time...is the Bomber already on Greed Island?'
Moses's eyes showed a thoughtful look.
Cheadle and Pyon both looked at him.
'It turns out that Moses has such a thing hidden in his heart…'
Pyon stared at Moses's profile.
She shamelessly followed him, and it let her know more or less about Moses's origins.
And what Moses wanted to do.
'Moses, I will help you!'
Due to Cheadle's presence, Pyon could only use her eyes to convey this information to Moses.
"?"
Moses noticed Pyon's gaze, and a question mark appeared on his head.
Pyon nodded vigorously.
'After all, I'm very free!'
She continued to convey her message through her eyes.
"???"
Moses looked utterly confused.
After learning about the progress from Cheadle, Moses sat for a while before leaving.
After all, Cheadle, who has been promoted to Triple-Star Hunter, wasn't as leisurely as someone else.
Walking in the corridor, Moses turned his head and glanced at Pyon beside him.
"What?"
Pyon is very perceptive.
Moses averted his gaze, and pretended as if nothing had happened.
"Are you done with your business?"
Pyon took out her phone and asked.
Without giving Pyon a chance to set up the conversation, Moses immediately shook his head: "I won't play."
"I haven't even asked yet!"
Pyon widened her eyes.
"Anyway, I'm not playing."
"Wow, we haven't seen each other for more than three months, and you already threw me like a useless trash?"
"What?!"
"I didn't expect you to be such a person. I really misjudged you."
Pyon was 'heartbroken'.
"???"
Moses's mouth twitched when he heard this.
Not far away.
Kanzai, who was about to buy a drink from the vending machine, happened to see this scene.
'What a scumbag…'
He shook his head and quickly walked away from here.
He really didn't want to appear in front of Moses if it was not necessary.
Pyon's 'extroversion' was more than Moses could handle.
In order to get Pyon from playing this terrible drama, Moses reluctantly agreed to her condition of accompanying her for three days of play.
"That's more like it."
Pyon said contentedly.
If Moses had agreed so straightforwardly earlier, she wouldn't have to make such a fuss here.
"About the Nen Space…"
Pyon suddenly said: "If you need help, feel free to ask."
"…"
Moses looked at her with some surprise.
Pyon turned away and hummed: "After all, I am very free."
"Indeed."
Moses nodded in agreement.
'With the examples of Cheadle and Sanbica, the girl next to me is indeed very free.'
But this also reminded Moses of something.
"Hmm…"
Moses had a sudden idea.
The next day.
Pyon left Bean's office with a frown on her face.
"Why are there suddenly so many requests for translating ancient texts?"
Pyon looked down at the document in her hand.
The paper in her hand is densely packed with hieroglyphic-style text, as well as several lines of eye-catching text.
"I've never seen such a complicated font. Is this really a type of writing?!"
Pyon looked at the lines of text, feeling a dizzying sensation washing over her.
She really wanted to know who sent this commission and where this kind of writing came from.
…
In the hotel room.
Moses glanced at the notification from Pyon on his phone about delaying the three-day play session and couldn't help but smile.
At the dining table, Menchi looked at Moses, who was smiling at his phone, and felt a strange sense of wariness in her heart.
Moses put away his phone and contemplated what to do next.
'How to get a second Nen Exorcism chance…'
'Or maybe, I should just use the Regular Ten Thousand Sword Swings?'