Of course, we can't rule out the possibility of a unique Nen ability capable of plundering talents...
Emuksu had always thought Ging's talent was the pinnacle of human potential. But today, after meeting Ronnel, he realized the ceiling could indeed be higher.
The phrase, "there's always someone better," wasn't without reason.
Although Emuksu kept a calm exterior, inwardly he was overwhelmed. Ronnel, with a polite smile, responded:
"You're impressive too. Compared to how you look on the screen, meeting you in person feels... much more festive."
Yes, festive. That was the word.
Emuksu's on-screen presence didn't do justice to his size. His height was respectable, but his roundness gave the illusion that he was shorter.
The words "blessing" and "joy" might have been a polite euphemism for weight elsewhere, but here, they were genuine compliments.
Hearing this, Emuksu's honest smile broadened, lighting up his face like the God of Wealth. He handed Ronnel a cup of tea that had been steeping nearby.
Ronnel accepted the cup, nodded in thanks, and sniffed the tea curiously. The liquid in the cup was so clear it reflected his face like a mirror.
"This is called Anyi Black Tea," Emuksu explained. "It removes mental and physical fatigue, leaving you refreshed and in peak condition. Perfect for someone constantly on the move."
Ging, already holding a cup, chimed in, "One of his finest offerings! I've only had this three or four times, despite visiting countless times before. You're lucky to try it today."
With that, Ging sipped his tea, savoring the flavor.
"Fresh, mellow, exquisite~" he sighed before tilting the cup back and gulping it all down.
Emuksu's eyes widened in alarm. He opened his mouth, likely to scold Ging, but stopped when he saw how much Ging enjoyed it. Instead, he muttered, "A cow chewing peony," and moved the teapot closer to himself, his expression faintly pained.
Ronnel couldn't help but smile at the scene. For all the mockery between them, Emuksu clearly cared for Ging. The gesture of offering his rare tea said as much.
Ronnel took a sip himself, and immediately, a wave of comfort washed over him. The exhaustion of recent adventures, the strain of battles, and the weariness of travel all melted away. His tense muscles relaxed, and his mind felt cleansed.
What incredible tea!
He wondered if this tea originated from the Dark Continent. Its effects seemed far beyond anything produced on the Six Continents. Could it be Emuksu's own Nen ability? From the teleportation house to the wind-up toy mouse and now this tea, Emuksu's Nen tools were endlessly fascinating.
Meanwhile, Ging shoved his empty cup forward. "More, please."
"There isn't any left!" Emuksu snapped, rolling his eyes.
"Oh." Ging shrugged and placed the empty cup aside. Leaning in closer, he asked, "So, what do you think?"
Emuksu didn't respond immediately. Instead, he propped Ging's chin with one hand, examined his face closely, and said, "The injury near your eye is likely from a Nen restriction and oath. It's not too hard to treat if we address the root cause. But..."
He rubbed his hands together, curiosity lighting his expression. "I have to ask—what kind of danger forced someone like you to impose such a harsh restriction and oath?"
Ging scratched his cheek, looking slightly embarrassed. "It's a long story. Heal me first, and I'll explain while you work."
Emuksu smiled broadly, his eyes twinkling. "You can choose one of your collections and let me take it away."
"Deal."
The joy on Emuksu's face was unrestrained. Ging's treasures were legendary, and to claim one was no small prize.
Satisfied, Emuksu turned to Ronnel, who had been quietly observing the scene.
"Ronnel, is there anything you'd like me to help with? So long as it's not too outrageous, I can probably manage it."
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