"In order to exorcise your Nen more effectively, I put some thought into this."
Abengane wore an awkward expression, as if he wanted to flatter Gelman but had no idea where to begin. He had never been good at this sort of thing; he was only doing it out of necessity.
"The formation I set up will allow the Nen exorcism to proceed more smoothly."
In truth, Abengane had done this more to protect himself.
Ever since the last Nen exorcism, Abengane had constantly imagined how he could fight for the rights of a Nen Exorcist the next time he met Gelman.
After all, exorcising Gelman's Nen carried risks. If possible, he even hoped he could outright refuse all of Gelman's future requests for Nen exorcism.
Abengane had rehearsed several scenes in his mind where he sternly refused, and that had given him quite a bit of courage.
That courage had vanished with startling speed when news arrived that Gelman had killed three Phantom Troupe members in succession.
When Gelman came to him for another Nen exorcism, he discarded all his previous preparations and decided to swallow his grievances.
If he could not refuse the Nen exorcism, then at the very least, he had to make safer and more reliable protective arrangements for himself.
With that in mind, Abengane chose to yield and set up the formation in this room.
"Do it your way. Begin." Gelman did not want to waste time.
Abengane glanced at Kurapika again. Seeing him stand curiously in the corner, Abengane roughly understood the situation and stopped paying attention to him.
Judging by Kurapika's inexperienced appearance, Abengane was certain that he knew absolutely nothing about Nen abilities.
Otherwise, before entering the basement, Kurapika should have wrapped his body in aura like Abengane and Gelman had, so