Get comfortable, turn the page, and let’s see what this story has been hiding 🔥 ✦ The effects created by Nen were, to ordinary people, the equivalent of an attack from a higher dimension.
That was not an exaggeration.
So how could an ordinary person possibly break free from Nen suppression?
Cheadle could not imagine it.
However, she had lost control not entirely because Kieran had awakened Nen under the suppression of Divine Script.
It was because once Kieran awakened Nen, he would be exposed to danger.
A threat from some kind of post-mortem remnant.
“Hawk.” Cheadle forced herself to calm down.
Her eyes flicked toward the phone at her ear as she said in a low voice, “You have thirty minutes to complete the commission process.
After that, I will get there as fast as I can.” “Understood.
I will send you the details.” On the other end, Hawk answered quickly.
Cheadle ended the call at once.
‘Damn it.
Divine Script is suppressing him, so why could Kieran awaken Nen on his own?
Was his talent really strong enough to break through the seal, or did the Divine Script fail…?
No.’ She slipped the phone into her pocket and bit down on her thumb.
‘I hate admitting it, but the Divine Script on Kieran was that bastard’s work.
It cannot have failed.’ Cheadle seemed unable to feel the pain coming from her thumb.
Her teeth gradually sank deeper into the flesh.
As the brains of the Hunter Association’s Zodiacs, she rarely lost control the way she had today.
‘Maybe that bastard has an answer…’ Cheadle instinctively looked toward the phone she had just put away.
The bastard in question was Ging Freecss, the Boar of the Zodiacs, a Professional Hunter with outstanding achievements and a level of overall ability that bordered on absurd.
In Cheadle’s eyes, however, Ging was an unreliable man.
Despite carrying the title of a Zodiac, he was always absent from important meetings.
She disliked him quite a bit.
Still, dislike was dislike.
She had never denied how exceptional he was.
‘I might as well ask.
Most likely, the call will not even go through.’ Cheadle frowned, released her thumb, took out her phone, and dialed Ging’s number.
Every Professional Hunter had a dedicated communication number.
This number was one the other Zodiacs had forced Ging to leave behind during a previous meeting.
However, after that meeting ended, the other members had called him several times, and not once had the call connected.
Cheadle did not expect him to answer this time, either.
But to help Kieran resolve the threat, she was unwilling to miss any possible source of information.
Beep.
Beep.
Click.
Less than two seconds later, the call connected.
Immediately, a roaring wind came through the phone, nearly drowning out Ging’s faint “hello, hello” beneath it.
Cheadle had not expected anything.
Ging answering in only two seconds, and under such an awful call environment, made surprise flash across her face.
She did not care about the poor connection at all.
If Hawk had seen this, he probably would have stood in the quietest library on earth and shouted about how unfair it was.
“Ging.
You actually answered…” When the call connected, Cheadle had planned to go straight to the point.
Instead, those words slipped out before she could stop them.
“Yeah.
Under normal circumstances, I would not have time to answer.
But this is the first time you have called me since I left that number, right?
And you called knowing perfectly well I would not pick up…” “Not quite a lifeline, more like a last resort because there is nothing else left.
So I figured I should answer.
What do you want to ask?” The violent wind almost swallowed Ging’s voice, but Cheadle could still make out every syllable precisely.
All she had done was express surprise that he answered, and in an instant this bastard had seen through her intent and mental state.
“So when Kanzai and the others called you several times before, you ignored them on purpose?” Cheadle did not wait for Ging to defend himself.
She drew the conclusion herself and said through gritted teeth, “You really are…” “Hello, hello.
That is a very strange thing to focus on right now.
Also, are you really going to lecture me at a time like this?
If so, I will have to charge a consulting fee.” On the other end of the phone, Ging sat cross-legged on the back of a giant bird, wearing a flat, unimpressed stare.
The fierce wind rushing against him high in the sky did not affect the call between the two Professional Hunters.
“Sorry.” Cheadle took a deep breath and apologized decisively.
Then she began explaining Kieran and the Divine Script.
After listening, Ging looked interested.
“That really is fascinating.
Honestly, this is beyond my understanding, too.” “Even you do not know the reason?” “Correct.
The information is limited, and my understanding is incomplete.
I cannot infer the cause.” Ging looked ahead at the sea of clouds, fearless before the wind roaring toward him.
Curiosity shone in his eyes as he said, “Back when you asked me to set up that Divine Script, you hid some information from me, didn’t you?
Of course, you did not want to tell me then, and you definitely will not tell me now.” “…” Cheadle fell silent.
It was true that she had hidden information about the post-mortem remnant.
She could not argue.
Her silence was as good as an admission, but Ging did not care.
“Cheadle, there is at least one thing we can be sure of.” “Hm?” “The Divine Script on that boy did not fail.
And a person who does not understand Nen really should not be able to break free from a Divine Script seal.
Yet it happened.” The light in Ging’s eyes grew brighter as he said seriously, “That leaves only one suitable explanation.
Some phenomenon outside the Nen system, something we do not understand, has occurred in that boy.” “A phenomenon outside the Nen system…?” “Yeah.
For example…
maybe he is no longer himself.” “Ging, what is that supposed to mean?” “Have you read Swampman?” “No.” “What?
Swampman is the hottest novel this year, and you have not read it?” “Could you stop changing the subject?” Cheadle’s face tightened, and her grip on the phone strengthened slightly.
“I really wanted to have a proper chat with you about Swampman…” “Ging!” “Fine.
I cannot give you the answer you want.” “Goodbye.” Cheadle’s patience reached its limit.
Once she understood that Ging had already said everything he could, she hung up.
On the other end of the phone, Ging calmly put his phone away, his gaze thoughtful.
“Kieran, was it…?
If I were not tied up right now, I would love to go inspect you in person.” His self-muttered words vanished into the gale in an instant.
Thousands of miles away, inside the temple, Kieran had recovered enough to pull a book from the shelf.
Two words were written on the cover: Swampman.
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