Hunter: I'm Really Not a Nen Exorcist - Chapter 28

When a choice emerged from the depths of his consciousness—

Exorcism possible!

Upon this realization, Moyu’s heart slightly relaxed.

The so-called price he’d heard about from Cheadle wasn’t elaborated upon in detail, leaving him without a clear impression.

But seeing it now with his own eyes, it was nothing short of eerie and terrifying.

If one were to say this phenomenal power came from the Dark Continent, Moyu would be inclined to believe it.

Moreover, the so-called ‘Observer’ that had attached itself to the depths of his consciousness at some unknown time might also have originated from the Dark Continent.

After all, even a ‘Universal Wishing Machine’ exists in the original work…

Regardless,

At this moment, Moyu felt assured and grateful for the opportunity that the observer had given him to perform the exorcism.

However, before removing the price on Hawk, he wondered if Erisel could do anything.

If it’s about the ‘Libra’ sealed deep underground, Moyu felt that even the exorcism opportunity given by the observer might be ineffective. But if it’s the price placed on Hawk…

If his exorcism can work, then perhaps Erisel can do it too.

“It will be alright, Hawk.”

Moyu, holding Hawk’s arm, whispered reassurances.

Upon hearing this, Hawk’s wrinkled face revealed a smile.

Originally, he should have been the one comforting Moyu, but now the roles had reversed.

He didn’t say anything, just gently patted Moyu’s hand.

He would pay any price to protect Moyu.

That’s his purpose in life.

“Let’s start now, Mr. Erisel.”

Hawk’s elderly eyes filled with hope.

Erisel nodded silently.

After a short while,

Everyone moved inside the main hall.

Erisel began the exorcism on Hawk.

With his mouth as wide as a ping-pong ball, he took a small bite of the post-mortem Ner from Hawk.

“Ugh, ugh…”

Upon the first bite, Erisel’s face showed signs of pain, and he dropped to his knees, retching uncontrollably.

‘The Appetite of the Anorexic’—

Rejecting every single “bite.”

After a great effort to swallow the first mouthful of Nen, Erisel’s face turned pale.

Seeing his strenuous efforts, Hawk and Cheadle’s hearts raced.

Arisl’s ability to exorcise Nen is their only hope at the moment, if…

Neither Hawk nor Cheadle wanted to ponder about it deeply.

It took a long while before Erisel managed to take another bite of Nen from Hawk.

Still struggling during the process, he retched as if he was about to vomit out his organs.

“Is exorcising post-mortem Nen always this difficult and painful?”

Watching Erisel, who kept retching on the ground, Moyu’s eyes widened in shock.

If it’s so hard to remove the price imposed by the ‘Libra’, he couldn’t imagine how difficult it would be to exorcise the relic itself.

In the hall, Erisel’s pained retching echoed.

Thanks to this exorcist’s professionalism, even though he’s in such pain, he still persisted.

Time slowly passed.

As the sun set, Erisel lost track of how many bites of resentment he’d taken.

Though he could still go on, he knew he needed to stop.

He had to digest the Nen he’d swallowed. If he couldn’t, the price made up of these resentments would transfer onto him.

“I need time to digest… I can only continue with the exorcism once I’ve digested everything.”

Exhausted, Erisel collapsed on the ground.

His efforts weren’t in vain; Hawk’s aged state had noticeably improved.

“Understood.”

A delighted Hawk replied.

Cheadle noticed the effects of the exorcism and gradually let go of her tension.

“You all… don’t celebrate too early.”

Erisel, with a deadpan face, rasped, “If my ‘Appetite of the Anorexic’ can’t digest this Nen… it means I’m not cut out for this task.”

Hawk and Cheadle’s expressions tightened slightly upon hearing this.

With great effort, Erisel stood up and walked towards the crimson pillar. Leaning his back against it, he closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing this, Hawk suggested that Erisel should rest in a guest room. However, he was met with a cold refusal from Erisel.

Before the digestion results came out, all Hawk and the others could do was wait.

Time ticked by.

Night fell.

The hall was filled with soft light.

Hawk, Cheadle, and Moyu sat on the ground, their eyes on Erisel, who was deep in meditation.

Silence reigned, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

“Hm?”

Suddenly, Cheadle exclaimed.

“What’s wrong?”

Both Hawk and Moyu immediately turned their attention to Cheadle. Erisel remained motionless, resembling a monk deep in meditation.

Looking outside the main doors into the night, Cheadle frowned, “The Nen threads I laid out in the forest have been disturbed.”

“What exactly happened?”

After being mentally bombarded by Cheadle’s words the last time, Hawk was not so optimistic now and simply inquired about the situation.

If he were his past self, he’d likely have first suggested that it might have been accidental interference from wildlife.

“I’m not sure, but… at least 11 Nen threads disappeared at the same moment.”

As Cheadle spoke, she stood up.

The faint Nen threads, at most, could serve as a warning, unable to relay more detailed information.

“I’ll go check.”

Cheadle prepared to inspect the situation on-site.

Hearing this, Hawk instinctively rose, intending to accompany her.

Cheadle shot him a look, bluntly saying, “What can you do in your current state?”

“…”

Hawk was initially stunned, then let out a resigned chuckle.

“Cheadle, I’ll go with you.”

Moyu also stood up, intending to accompany Cheadle outside.

“No.”

Cheadle immediately rejected Moyu’s offer, calmly saying, “Stay here and watch over Hawk and Mr. Erisel.”

Without waiting for a response from Moyu, Cheadle swiftly left the hall.

Watching Cheadle’s figure merge into the night, Moyu and Hawk exchanged glances, wordlessly contemplating.

A moment later, Moyu suddenly said, “I’ll go to the kitchen and get something to eat.”

“Alright.”

Hawk nodded.

Elsewhere,

Cheadle left the temple and headed towards the forest.

Staring into the pitch-black woods, her gaze was grave.

“The situation I least wanted… still occurred.”

The feedback from the Nen threads was limited, but connecting the dots, a conclusion could be drawn.

The creatures that disturbed the Nen threads numbered at least ten, and based on the subsequent distribution of the disturbed threads, they were most likely heading for the temple.

It was almost certain they had intruders…

Moreover, there was a high chance that these were the ones after ‘Relics of the Dead’
, inheriting the legacy of the old pure team.

When things have already happened.

Cheadle wouldn’t indulge in pointless complaints towards Hawk. All she considered was how to actively resolve the issue.

“Diagnostic Register”

Cheadle’s hands emanated with Nen, conjuring a thin register and a pen.

The moment she activated her ability, her perceptiveness was significantly enhanced.

Within the forest,

A squad of about twenty armed individuals methodically advanced.

Trailing behind the armed group were

Four Nen users, led by Ken.