I'm Really Not A Nen Exorcist (HxH Fanfic)

Acquiring the Shared Vision ability was within Moses's expectations.

As for further expansion of abilities…

Moses was in no hurry and felt confident.

Setting the limitation of shared pain alone has allowed him to obtain the Shared Vision ability as he desired.

In the future, if he wanted to make the overall ability of Soul Echo stronger, he could consider establishing a restriction of shared damage.

But compared to the restriction of shared damage, Moses currently preferred conditions like double stamina consumption, double Aura consumption, and lifespan consumption.

He might even consider establishing a mechanism of unlimited pain based on top of the foundation of shared pain.

But before having such needs, Moses is not in a hurry to expand his abilities further. Right now, stabilizing the foundation of the Four Fundamental Techniques is more important.

Moreover, the limitation might still have some surplus vow returns.

Thud, thud…

Inside the room, there were the sounds of fists hitting flesh.

Moses was using the basic martial arts moves taught by Wright to attack the shadow.

Every punch, every kick.

The resulting pain was accurately sent back to Moses.

Moses frowned, but there was no hesitation in his punches. The shadow also remained standing like a wooden stake, enduring the attacks silently.

If it wasn't for Cheadle staying in the guest room on the other side of the courtyard, Moses would probably make even more noise.

However, in reality, Cheadle was not in her guest room at this moment.

In the pitch-dark forest, noisy insect sounds came from all directions.

Cheadle picked up her phone and answered the call from Hawk.

"Have you seen Moses?"

Hawk's voice came from the phone.

Compared to the weak and feeble tone from last night, Hawk's voice now sounded significantly stronger. It seemed like his physical condition had improved after a day.

"I have, and I'm quite satisfied with everything, especially his appearance."

Cheadle replied with her eyes looking forward. She tossing out thin and fragile Nen threads that hung between bushes and trees while on the call.

"Appearance?"

Hawk's tone revealed a sense of confusion, "Moses is indeed handsome, but based on my understanding of you, you aren't someone who would consider looks in an evaluation, right?"

"Oh, I won't deny that…"

Cheadle chuckled and said, "But seeing that Moses doesn't look anything like you, it's hard for me not to be satisfied."

"This…"

On the other end of the phone, Hawk seemed to be choked, unable to find words to respond.

That statement is quite bitter.

Cheadle could imagine Hawk's reaction, but without showing any emotion, she asked, "You didn't call at this time just to ask about this, did you?"

"Of course not."

Hawk asked seriously, "To what extent has Moses's Nen progressed?"

"..."

After a brief silence, Cheadle slowly replied, "Judging solely by my personal observation, his Ten gives me the feeling of someone who has been training for over half a year."

"He's progressed so quickly?!"

There was no joy or pride in Hawk's tone, instead, there was shock, "He awakened his Nen less than half a month ago!"

"Yes, so what you said before was correct. Moses truly has exceptional talent. Throughout my teaching career, I have encountered many talented juniors, but when comparing them to Moses, the difference is very obvious."

As Cheadle leisurely walked through the forest, she methodically released Nen threads.

Facing such high praise from a Double-Star Hunter, Hawk couldn't feel elated at all.

"We can't let Moses continue like this. If we fail… and the cost of that thing that feeds on Nen is transferred to Moses, he might wither away in an instant…"

"Hawk, I don't agree with your judgment."

Cheadle had some understanding of the power of the price, but her views differed from Hawk's.

"The intensity of the cost returned by that 'Libra' does indeed correlate with the Nen strength of the host. However, don't forget, Nen is the only thing that can protect Moses in this situation. Besides…"

At this point, Cheadle's tone gradually turned cold.

"You, who would only cause trouble, don't mention the word 'failure' in front of me, even if you add an 'if' in front of it."

"I…"

Hawk's voice weakened, reflecting his lack of confidence, "Acting on my own was my mistake, but rest assured, I made a lot of preparations before taking action, so it won't…"

"Hawk."

Cheadle sternly interrupted Hawk, enunciating each word:

"Can you stop being so optimistic? Not to mention that you can't use the abilities of Rat Jewel right now, even if you could, have you forgotten about your ability's limitations? In terms of comprehensive combat capability, even giving you an E-level rating is being generous! If you attract those guys from the Seirin Group because of your unauthorized actions, we may not even have the strength to deal with the residual effects of the cost!"

"..."

Hawk was rendered speechless by the scolding.

Indeed, as Cheadle said, his Rat Jewel was currently in a state where it couldn't be used to assist in suppressing the Libra.

Under this premise, he still had to bear the limitations he set when creating Rat Jewel. So in terms of direct combat capabilities, it indeed was hard to feel reassured.

"I'm sorry."

Hawk apologized, then cautiously added, "Luckily, we still have you."

"You idiot…"

Cheadle gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not good at combat in the first place. Knowing this, don't expect me to solve all the difficult problems for you."

Hawk was once again rendered speechless.

Yes, Cheadle is a Pro Hunter who values 'practicality', and her talent is top-tier. Up until now, the Nen abilities she has developed all perfectly embody practicality.

But the problem lies in this practicality style.

Due to her professional requirements, most of the Nen abilities Cheadle has developed, which are mainly oriented towards non-combat areas, are practically ineffective in combat.

In other words, Cheadle is not good at fighting.

If the people from the Seirin Group were to find their way here…

The combat effectiveness of a team-up between Hawk and Cheadle would be disastrous.

Seeing no response from the other end of the phone for a long time, Cheadle tried to calm her emotions.

This incident had indeed put a lot of pressure on her, something she wouldn't normally show.

But because of Hawk's optimism, she couldn't hold it back anymore.

However, after venting, she felt that getting angry because of this man was a terrible experience.

Cheadle took a deep breath and coldly said, "The Nen Exorcist I contacted will probably be here in three days. For now, you'd better worry about the payment issue."

After saying this, she directly hung up the phone.

…

Late at night, on the top of a skyscraper somewhere.

A tall and slender man in a black suit stood at the edge of the railing. The cigarette between his lips was losing its short-lived ember, snuffed by the strong wind rushing against him.

Ding.

A notification sound rang from the phone in his hand.

The man picked up the phone, and a text message entered his eyes.

"Hit the jackpot!"

Looking at this message, the man squinted and smiled, intending to take another deep drag from his cigarette—

But he found that the cigarette had burned out.

'Oh, the noisy wind…'

The man couldn't help but sigh.

"Why are you trying to act cool for no reason?"

From behind, a disdainful female voice came.