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Chapter 126
🕑 Added 2024-12-25 15:14:48 +0000 UTCTheir bodies had shared intimacy, and they could clearly understand each other’s thoughts.
"Is it because of Machi?"
Morin sighed softly in his heart.
Despite their closeness, Pakunoda still refused to officially be with him.
The main reason was Machi.
Perhaps, when Morin made up his mind, she would make her decision accordingly.
If this were any other world, Morin could easily and boldly claim both of them, announcing grandly, "I want you both!"
But in the Hunter world, especially with Machi and Pakunoda being from Meteor City, if Morin tried such a thing, there would only be one outcome: Machi’s Nen threads would slice him apart while Pakunoda's bullets greeted him.
So, Morin still had to make his final choice.
But—
Why should I have to choose?
Isn't this current arrangement just fine?
Both of them were aware of each other’s existence and had a mutual understanding to never speak of it.
In this way, the one who benefited the most was undoubtedly Morin himself!
Hmm, it might seem a little shameless, but there was no helping it.
This was the best way for everyone to get along.
If he were forced to choose one, the other would definitely distance themselves from him completely.
And between Machi and Pakunoda... Only children make choices; as an adult, I want them both!
Morin would absolutely not give up! Never!!
Seeing that Morin had “not yet made up his mind,” Pakunoda eventually behaved like a gentle and caring partner. She adjusted Morin’s collar, whispered a few words of advice, and then vanished into the shadows of the alleyway.
As for where she went, Morin didn’t ask, and Pakunoda didn’t say.
She was independent and had her own life to live.
Before leaving, however, Morin gave her a tool.
Tool: [Transport Bow and Arrow]
Effect: When the arrow is shot, it will transport the user to the location of a pre-placed target of the same color as the arrow.
This tool was one of the teleportation devices from Doraemon, appearing when the Anywhere Door was temporarily out of order.
Morin gave Pakunoda a red target.
If Pakunoda ever wanted to see him again, she only had to call him, and Morin could shoot the red arrow to instantly appear by her side.
Unlike the Anywhere Cannon, which left the tool in place after use, the Transport Bow and Arrow had no such drawback.
However, while the cannon could send its user anywhere in the world, the bow and arrow could only send the user to the location of the designated target.
Both tools had their pros and cons.
After Pakunoda left, Morin resumed his unfinished work.
The Kakin Empire had been a small, insignificant nation many years ago.
However, during a time of great struggle, when it faced the threat of being annexed, the ancestor of the Kakin king created a strange urn. Around this urn, a series of succession battles were held to select the most capable heir, leading Kakin toward today’s prosperity and strength.
Morin felt this deeply upon arriving in the country.
The strength of a nation could often be reflected in the appearance of its cities.
This strong national power was one of the key reasons Kakin would eventually become part of the V6.
Morin wasn’t interested in Kakin or its princes at this stage.
When he finally navigated his way into the palace of the Seventh Prince—
Luzurus was seated there, eyes closed, practicing Nen.
As soon as he sensed someone enter, his eyes snapped open.
Seeing that it was Morin, he hurriedly stopped his practice and rose to greet him.
"Master!"
In the past few days, Luzurus had been studying Nen. The more he experienced its power and understood the preciousness of the manual in his hands, the more he came to accept his fate.
Since Morin had already invested so much effort in him, there was no escaping this master-disciple relationship.
Instead of hesitating and overthinking, Luzurus decided it was better to accept it openly.
As Morin had once said: If I had any malicious intentions, would I have gone to all this trouble for you?
And if Morin had wanted control over Kakin’s royalty, there were plenty of younger, more impressionable princes and princesses who would be easier to manipulate.
Thus, Luzurus concluded that Morin took him as a disciple for two reasons: fate and compatibility.
In his simple mind, this was the most logical explanation.
Perhaps Morin, as a powerful individual, also had some eccentric habits?
While these thoughts flitted through Luzurus’s mind, his face remained respectful.
"I see you haven’t been slacking off these past days. That’s good," Morin said approvingly.
He could tell that Luzurus’s Nen had become more refined, evidence of the effort he’d put in recently.
"Have you understood everything about Nen from the manual?"
"Yes!" Luzurus nodded quickly.
The manual explained everything clearly, from what Aura and Nen were to how the Ten, Zetsu, Ren, and Hatsu practices worked.
"You’re familiar with the six categories of Nen, too?"
"Yes!" Luzurus replied, then paused. "But I haven’t tested my category yet."
"Why not?" Morin asked.
"I wanted to wait for you to return and guide me, Master."
Seeing Luzurus’s earnest attitude, Morin nodded and pulled out a glass of water and a leaf.
The Water Divination test was simple, something Luzurus had already read about.
He placed his hands around the glass of water and activated his Nen.
To his surprise, tiny crystal particles began to appear in the water.
"Conjuration?"
Luzurus identified his category based on the result.
Morin nodded. This outcome didn’t surprise him.
In the original story, after participating in the Succession War and the Egg of the King ceremony, Luzurus’s Guardian Spirit Beast was revealed to have a Conjuration-based ability.
The beast resembled a centipede and was a hybrid between Conjuration and manipulative abilities. It set traps based on the target’s desires, which triggered once those desires were fulfilled.
This ability reflected Luzurus’s simple yet cunning nature—he was patient, waiting for his target to lower their guard before striking.
Now that Luzurus’s category was clear, Morin could plan targeted training for him.
"Training Nen is a step-by-step process. Unless you encounter a special opportunity, you can only progress steadily," Morin explained.
"I come from the world’s greatest martial arts school, Shingen-ryu. Its founder, Chairman Netero of the Hunter Association, trained every day by throwing ten thousand punches. His achievements are the result of years of perseverance."
"Shingen-ryu?"
Luzurus listened intently.
"I thought it was just a martial arts style. I didn’t know it was connected to Nen," he said.
Morin smiled faintly. "Once you step deeper into the world of Nen, you’ll realize that many major powers have Nen users at their core."
Morin continued, "You’ll understand more as we continue your studies.
"For now, what’s important is for you to start from the basics and learn step by step. Nen training requires effort, understanding, and a gradual building of foundations through hard work!"
"Understood!!" Luzurus stood up straight, responding earnestly.
"Very good. From today on, I’ll provide you with thorough training. But I warn you—I’ll be very strict. Don’t you dare slack off!"
"I definitely won’t, Master!!"
At the end of the day, Luzurus was just a teenage boy. Morin’s few words of encouragement had already ignited his fighting spirit.
Morin quickly began implementing the tailored training plan for Luzurus.
Time passed slowly.
While Morin was training Luzurus, the outside world continued its unrest.
The chaos in the Mosibia Royal Palace was just a small reflection of the larger conflicts happening worldwide.
For example, Machi had now returned to the Heavens Arena under disguise.
She arrived at a casino with a string of betting slips, ready to cash out.
However, when the casino staff saw the slips—amounting to a massive payout that would almost bankrupt them—they immediately refused.
Worse, the bets were tied to the suspicious match between Uvogin and Nobunaga a few days prior.
The casino contacted Heavens Arena officials immediately while plotting to apprehend Machi on the spot.
The double forfeit from Uvogin and Nobunaga, two of the most notable Floor Masters, had been a devastating blow to the Heavens Arena.
From prestige to professionalism to commercial reputation, the fallout was enormous.
Angry fans and audiences could be managed with refunds or apologies, but explaining the fiasco to those higher up was a different matter entirely.
