Total Concentration X Time Cloth

This indicates that the Nen Qi is too concentrated, while the body has not yet adapted to or mastered it.

Noticing Gotoh stride forward, leaving a trail of deep footprints on the floor, Zeno raised an eyebrow and glanced sideways at Silva. The man's face was deep, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he were deep in thought...

His eagle-eyed, wolf-like gaze locked onto Gotoh, and the Nen Qi emanating naturally from the top of his head subtly fluctuated, clearly indicating that... his inner state was not as calm as he appeared.

What department is he in?

Netero stroked his beard and asked.

"Release him," Zeno, his hands behind his back. He saw the butler holding a gun in one hand, walking unhurriedly toward Illumi. When he got close, he delivered a simple and brutal straight punch to Illumi's chest.

A faint ray of light could be seen flowing through the water, creating waves...

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Netero gave a noncommittal "hmm," then said meaningfully, "Interesting, this punch doesn't look like it was thrown."

The [Water Breathing] skill, combined with [Entanglement], intertwines and blends to reveal its peak!

Facing this punch head-on, Illumi felt as if he were facing not a person, but a towering wave hundreds of meters high, and in an instant, he could smell the Breathing Style.

"You have it,"

He gave it to me too...

[Wind Breathing]! Suddenly inhaling a breath, Illumi crouched on the windowsill, facing the punch from the Gotoh, neither dodging nor avoiding, but instead extending a hand, clenching it into a fist, and meeting the punch head-on!

"Whoosh~" A gust of wind blew... causing the doors and windows of the butler 'Butler Villa to creak and groan as if they were about to collapse under the weight... Almost similar to Gotoh's... Illumi's punch, with its surface enveloped in a swirling wind and shimmering with a sharp light, struck first, just as Gotoh was about to hit his chest, landing squarely on Gotoh's fist with a deafening "boom!"

Waves crash against a storm!

The water and scenery, accompanied by the exploding light of thought, radiated outwards in a ring... Then, a slightly short figure, accompanied by the shaking of the Butler Villa, was sent flying backwards!

Through the hazy shadows of the trees, one could vaguely make out... Illumi's disheveled and disheveled appearance!

"Illumi," the Nen wave surged forth, only to be instantly dispersed by Zeno's flick of his sleeve. The old man squinted and saw the Sun-Earring Boy crash into three or four large trees before finally stopping. The Nen Qi emanating naturally from his head trembled slightly, much like Silva's, showing a considerable unease...

"Squeak..." Silva clenched his fists even tighter... The man, with his flowing silver hair, watched silently.

Beans followed behind Netero, his two tiny, beady eyes wide with disbelief at what he was seeing.

The butler defeated his master? Is that true?

"Of course," Netero said with a hint of amusement, noticing his old friend's confusion. He squinted at the Gotoh who had sent Illumi flying with a single punch and chuckled, "When the power is there, anything can happen."

The old man glanced meaningfully at Silva and Zeno and said, "In terms of physique, Illumi lost."

The Beans slightly opened his mouth, then, following Netero's glance, he stole a look at Silva and Zeno. One had his hands behind his back, the other stood silently, neither uttering a word of objection—that was... the utmost acquiescence.

"Bang!" After crashing through four thick trees, Illumi finally managed to stop his momentum after being embedded in the thick trunk of the fifth tree... He couldn't believe his eyes and just stared blankly at his swollen right hand. Suddenly, he heard a whoosh of wind rushing towards him!

In his dazed state, Illumi forced himself to stay alert, flicked his wrist, and fired another Nen Needle, aiming at the source of the wind. The nail struck the Nen Bullet that Gotoh had casually shot earlier!

"Boom!" One wave subsided, another rose; the explosion shattered the sky, making it teeter on the brink of collapse... Illumi, riding the whirlwind and using the shockwave as cover, flung out dozens of Nen Needle, aiming them from all eight directions—east, west, south, north, up, down, left, and right—at Gotoh... "Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh..." The Nen Needle whistled through the air, whipping up blades of Nen light that directly blocked Gotoh's path.

But the butler remained unmoved, calmly drawing his [Infinite Pistol], pulling the trigger with his index finger, causing the pistol to spin rapidly... followed by a series of loud bangs.

Eight Nen Qi bullets whistled out, like cats that had caught the scent of fish, accurately pinpointing the location of the Nen Needle and knocking them down one by one!

"Sizzle~" The blue-light glasses hanging on Tsubone's nose clearly broadcast the battle live. In the original story, the old butler relied on these glasses to carry Kikyo's Nen Ability, achieving the purpose of real-time tracking and monitoring Qi... Now, truly witnessing this battle, Tsubone was shaken. Watching Gotoh's almost fluid movements, he was evenly matched with Illumi, and even clearly gained the upper hand in that exchange of punches. The old butler glanced at Roy discreetly. The Sun-Earring Boy remained expressionless, still as usual, finishing his meal, briefly greeting Maha, and walking towards his bedroom...

"Tap... tap..." The Sun-Earring Boy walked casually through the long, weathered corridors of the Ancient Castle Zoldyck Family castle...

"Bang... bang... bang..." The battle raged on in the Butler Villa, with "Nen Bullet" clashing with "Nen Needle," seemingly... everything was irrelevant to him.

But whether it was Tsubone, Silva, Zeno, or even Netero, they all knew that the reason the butler, who was currently fighting fiercely with Illumi and even subtly overpowering him, was so relaxed and composed was entirely due to the Sun-Earring Boy's influence.

"Boom!" Another explosion... A Nen Needle that Illumi flung at him was accurately struck down by Gotoh!

The Sun-Earring Boy, with his long black hair, stood on a thick tree trunk, gazing at the butler in front of the villa's window through the swaying shadows... Suddenly, the energy around him vanished, causing everyone to freeze in shock!

"[Absolutely?]" Netero raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Heh heh... not bad at all..."

Comparing a [Manipulation] type to a [Emission] type using "Nen Bullet" is undoubtedly challenging the opponent's strength with one's own weakness... Netero recognized Illumi's type in just a few glances and was feeling pleased with himself... Suddenly, a heavy breathing sound, accompanied by the whooshing sound of bellows being pulled, boomed like thunder in the sky. The old man's hand, which was stroking his beard, paused, and he abruptly raised his head, looking towards the mountainside through the swaying shadows of the trees... A hazy vortex of wind enveloped a figure, and with [Zetsu] activated and [Aura Nodes] closed, several figures shot out from the spot at a terrifying speed, rushing towards the Gotoh... Netero frowned, and with a glance out of the corner of his eye, he gave Zeno and Silva a deep look, saying, "This old man didn't know that you Zoldyck had such 'assassination techniques'?"

An assassination technique that can alter one's breathing rhythm—it even changes the way one breathes... How is that possible?

Netero's gaze was deep. The old man had lived most of his life and had met countless Martial Way. He believed there was no Martial Arts he didn't understand, but looking at him...

In his [Zero] state, Illumi activated [Wind Breathing] using [Total Concentration], unleashing a lightning Gotoh... Netero had to admit that he had been too arrogant.

"Don't look at me, I can't." Zeno his hands behind his back and leaped onto a large tree.

Netero turned to look at Silva... Silva, with a stern face, immediately recalled the swordsmanship Roy had practiced when he first learned Swordsmanship. Back then... he had imitated it a few times, but unfortunately, he only grasped the form, not the essence. He thought it was just a Martial Way, never imagining that... Martial Way also have different levels. Clearly... he had underestimated this [Breathing Style]...

Silva's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, "This belongs to Roy."

As expected, Netero grunted in response.

Unseen before, unheard of, beyond comprehension—perhaps... only that kid could do that.

He looks just like you, Jager. If you were here, you'd probably clap your hands with joy if you saw him.

The Zoldyck least like an assassin... Netero slightly raised his chin, glancing towards Roy's bedroom... The Sun-Earring Boy pushed open the door and went in, smiling as he said, "After all these years, you've finally made some progress."

Then... like Illumi, Illumi appeared before Gotoh's eyes like a ghost, holding a Wooden Nail in his hand, aiming it at the butler's chest, and thrusting it straight in!

Shoot them down, God Spear!

The [Nen Artifact Wooden Nail] that once bore the mark of one of Roy's sword techniques suddenly stretched its distance across space!

In the blink of an eye, they were in front of Gotoh!

So close, Gotoh could even feel the stinging sensation on her skin through the tuxedo. For the first time since waking up, her expression became serious and earnest!

"This is the Young Master's Swordsmanship; we must show our respect!"

[Peak Contraction], open!

As the wind blows, the Wooden Nail and needles flash with a cold glint!

At this critical moment, Gotoh gripped the biceps of [Infinite God Spear] with his right hand, and suddenly, with a swift movement, released!

With a 2.7x Amplification, a "Nen Bullet" flashing with red light was fired in an instant!

Meeting Illumi's lightning-fast thrust head-on, blast!

"Boom!" A sudden flash of light swept across the sky and earth... Crack! The window frame, along with the entire wall of the room, shattered in an instant!

Amidst gasps of surprise, Kurajing covered Kurapika's ears and huddled in a corner of the bedroom, peeking out... Behind the light, Illumi, his Illumi a mess from the explosion, his clothes tattered, stood amidst the chaos, staring intently at Gotoh. He opened his mouth, exhaled a plume of black smoke, and then collapsed forward...

You win...

"Young Master won..."

Which Young Master? Young Master Roy!

Gotoh put away the [Infinite God Spear], took a step forward, and before Illumi could fall to the ground, gently pulled him into her arms...

The butler stood amidst the chaos, and through the swaying shadows of the trees and a few hazy spots of light, he looked towards the clear pool deep in the forest... He picked up Illumi and nodded to Silva, Zeno, and Netero.

The three fell silent, staring at him in disbelief. They no longer looked at him as a butler, but rather as... a rival on the same starting line; their eyes no longer held any contempt.

After a long pause, Netero laughed heartily and said in a long voice, "Silva, Zeno, I'm really growing to like Roy more and more."

"Tell him to let me travel in my dreams too, what do you say?"

Silva gave Gotoh a deep look, then turned and left. Zeno, however, glanced sideways at Netero and uttered a curt remark. "Even Grandpa hasn't been there, so don't even think about it."

Netero:

After a moment of stunned silence, clearly not expecting that even Maha hadn't entered Roy's dream world, he came to his senses, sighed dejectedly, and left with the Beans...

I'm hungry, let's eat!

"Thump... thump..." The Strongest Human in the world, in a huff, left... The vast forest was slowly filled with the figures of the two... A few seconds later, as Gotoh slowly walked back carrying Illumi, Zeno waited by the clear pool with his hands behind his back, opened his arms, and said to the butler, "Leave him to me."

Unexpectedly, Illumi, holding on to his last breath, refused Zeno and said with difficulty, "No, I want to see him."

Zeno frowned. "Heal the wounds first."

Illumi, leaning against the Gotoh to prop up his feathered head, insisted, "See him first..."

Zeno opened his mouth as if to say something more, but suddenly heard Roy's Youyou voice, which seemed to travel through the forest, slowly say, "Bring him to see me."

Gotoh respectfully replied, "Yes," bowed slightly to Zeno, then turned and picked up Illumi, rushing swiftly towards the ancient Ancient Castle atop the mountain...

"Whoosh~" A gust of wind rose, rustling the leaves...

Zeno, his white hair swaying wildly, watched Gotoh lead Illumi away, and said with a self-deprecating laugh, "Grandpa, the kids have grown up and are no longer obedient."

With a creak, a cold snort drifted from the rocking chair in the dimly lit room, "Is the child not grown up yet? Or is it because you're too incompetent?"

"You piece of trash, don't go out there saying you're my Maha!"

"The old man can't afford to lose face like that!"

Zeno:".

His lips twitched violently, and he became like a stone, simply turning to sand in the wind.

"At six o'clock, the sun had completely risen above the horizon, its light and heat pouring down, and the summer heat was already beginning to rise."

When Gotoh arrived with Illumi, Tsubone had already turned on the air conditioning and quietly stepped aside.

Gotoh awakens, her role as acting housekeeper comes to an end.

The old butler, her two pink ponytails swinging, nodded slightly to Gotoh. Gotoh returned the smile, then, carrying Illumi, walked in...

"Young Master,"

"Put him on the bed."

Roy sat alone at his desk, writing something on a piece of white paper. A Nen Qi pouch sat quietly against his chest. The Sun-Earring Boy, with his silver-gold hair flowing down his back, spoke to Gotoh without looking up.

Just now, a possibility flashed through my mind, a possibility to remove the [Curse]—by borrowing [tools]!

What Curse Nen Exorcist can't remove, a tool might be able to remove... Now that the Four-Dimensional Pocket has been manifested through Shallow Intervention, Roy has no reason not to use it!

"Swish, swish..." Roy, his pen moving swiftly, focused on sorting through the props, the words "Time Cloth," "Forgetfulness Stick," and "Anti-Curse Amulet" faintly visible, while saying without turning his head, "Tell me, why do you insist on seeing me?"

Illumi, tattered like a plush toy, lay sprawled on Roy's bed, staring blankly at the ceiling with dead fish eyes, weakly saying, "I'm not reconciled."

"You know I can't be inferior to him."