Shaping Nen into a Shield × Roy's Year-End Gift

"It's yours." Roy was an honest kid, and he chose to answer truthfully.

Jager glanced at the Sun-Earring Boy's thick, black hair, then swiftly sliced off a piece of the flying sampan with a chop to the side.

"Kid, my son isn't as bad as you; he can't even master it properly."

The "Emission excels at both [training] and [casting], especially someone like Grandpa Zeno, whose " Meteor Swarm " can cover the entire East Gorteau Royal City with a single Emission.

"Buzz..."

Under the impact of the Sandworm's [training], the "Nen Barrier" trembled like a bubble, on the verge of bursting.

Jager was right, Roy was indeed nearing his limit... One minute and ten seconds was his limit...

"Idiot, that's not how you use [practice],"

"The idea of 'raising up' whichever side is impacted, creating a shield to protect oneself, sounds good, but it's the biggest waste of 'thought'."

Unfortunately, it was too late... A Magic Beast's corpse crashed into him, Roy's vision went black, his consciousness left him, the Game connection was severed, and when he opened his eyes again, unsurprisingly, he was back in his own Cognitive World.

Beneath his feet lay soft sand, beside him stretched the boundless Sea of Cognition. The Sun-Earring Boy rolled over and lay there, pondering the words Jager had just mentioned. They sounded somewhat familiar. After repeatedly "chewing" over them, he finally remembered—

It's "the Transformation in the form of thought!"

"Nian" can be stretched or compressed, and can be shaped into a thin film to wrap an object, which is expressed as "wrap". Naturally, through imagination, the "ball" can be compressed into a "face" to improve utilization.

Roy seemed lost in thought, then stood up again and pushed open the "Gate of the Dark Continent".

"Get down!" The familiar shout came. This time, Roy lay on the ground. Instead of opening all the Aura Nodes in his body, he concentrated his mind and drove his "qi" along the soles of his feet, down his knees, abdomen, chest, neck, and finally... to the top of his head. It gushed out and formed a "Nen Shield" in front of him.

Compared to the "Nen Shield," the "Nen Barrier" abandons the other three sides, maintaining only the forward side to block impacts, resulting in a significant improvement in both "utilization rate" and "solidity."

Ten seconds... thirty seconds... one minute, one and a half minutes... Jager glanced at them and said, "Kid, you've got good comprehension..."

Finally, the Game rewound to one minute and ten seconds, showing a slight improvement.

Roy felt much more relaxed and figured he could last longer. He smiled and said, "It's all thanks to your excellent teaching."

The notes my great-grandfather gave me were sitting in the drawer, about to get moldy. Now it seems necessary to take them out and look at them more often.

"Don't be too happy yet, the big one is coming." The "Nen Shield" in front of Jager was thick and wide, with an eerie "iron gray" color, looking like a piece of refined steel, "clanging and banging" as it blocked the flying sand and stones.

Reminded by him, Roy fixed his gaze on what was ahead...

"Roar!" The sky and earth changed color as a tail swept across and shattered the landing ship. The towering Sandworm swooped down and charged, bringing with it a fierce wind and [spirit] that rose several levels higher because it was close to the ground.

The direct reflection in practice is --

The "Nen Shield" that Roy had just conjured began to tremble again in the blink of an eye, showing signs of cracking...

The Sun-Earring Boy strained to increase his Nen Qi output, turning his head to look at Jager, who was hiding behind an "Iron Shield" and looked much more relaxed than him.

Why is your shield so thick? Is there some secret to it?

Roy was not ashamed to ask questions.

Jager said calmly, "This shield has taken twenty years to build."

It's all about numbers and sweat...

Roy fell silent. His "Nen Shield" shattered instantly, and then he was struck by a broken mast and sent flying.

Darkness enveloped him again. With his last shred of consciousness, he couldn't help but think:

"Sweat... you can't figure that out..."

This time, it lasted for one minute and forty seconds.

Next,

He entered and exited the Dark Continent, repeatedly exploring the Cognitive World, repeating this process seven times. He lasted a maximum of one minute and forty-five seconds before Roy left the world of consciousness, returning to reality exhausted.

"Click... click..." Behind him, the airtight door closed.

The slightly damp air in the passageway was exposed...

Roy took a deep breath, squatted down, plucked a chrysanthemum petal, put it in his mouth and chewed it, savoring the bitterness of the juice. He then unified his consciousness and body, no longer feeling dazed, before getting up and leaving the basement.

By eight o'clock in the evening, it was already dark, and the overcast sky made it feel rather gloomy.

Gotoh specially lit a few candles on the dining table, hoping that the Young Master could feel more comfortable while eating by the soft candlelight.

He was considerate; at least, Roy enjoyed his meal.

The Sun-Earring Boy forked a piece of fried pork chop and took a bite, Browse Jager's notes to look up information about [training] while enjoying the pleasure of the food. After a moment, he looked up at Gotoh and said, "Gotoh, let me see your [training]."

"Huh?" The young butler, wiping away the wax dripping onto the table, met Roy's gaze, paused for a moment, then straightened up and said crisply, "Okay."

"Buzz..."

A milky-white "Nen Barrier" instantly surged out, enveloping Gotoh from head to toe... Roy looked closely; the "color" and "shape" were similar to his own, but compared to his grandfather Jager, they were worlds apart, and he couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.

Fortunately, assassins are masters at hiding their emotions, Roy skillfully concealed his disappointment, calmly telling Gotoh to put it away.

I'm already considering getting the "Water Breathing" for the Gotoh.

After all, they were all his close confidants, and he couldn't show favoritism to one over the other. He took care of Holl and then neglected Gotoh.

Roy finished his dinner and lay down fully clothed. Gotoh tidied up the mess and blew out the candles. Only darkness remained as their silent companion...

In this tranquility, the Sun-Earring Boy gazed at the ceiling, pondering how to further strengthen his training. Before he knew it, drowsiness overcame him, and he drifted off to sleep.

A familiar feeling of falling washes over you, and beneath your feet lies a colorful Dream Passage. After passing through it, you arrive at the familiar Sea of Cognition.

Roy didn't linger any longer. He pushed open the door to Demon Slayer and entered the Demon Slayer world. As soon as he opened his eyes, he Makomo Makomo's beautiful, sparkling eyes again.

"Hey~ I've noticed something, Eiichiro's growing so fast!" Makomo gestured to her own height, then glanced at Roy's head and feet. In just a few months, the Sun-Earring Boy had grown so much, it was truly enviable.

"What's so strange about that?" Shinsuke, one of his cat legs dangling from the rafters. "At an age where he can still eat and drink, it's perfectly normal."

Fukuda glanced at him. "Then why are you so short?"

This time, they've really hit someone where it hurts...

"Whoosh~" A cold wind swept through the wooden house again...

Sabito shook his head helplessly, his gaze fixed on Roy. Noticing Roy climbing up from the kang (heated brick bed), Roy was indeed taller than him. The fox-like Sun-Earring Boy remarked with a touch of admiration, "This is what a genius is like, strong in every aspect, just like the ' Stone Hashira ' that Giyu mentioned... Himejima Gyomei."

"Pah! Eiichiro isn't a monk!" Makomo for Roy.

"I didn't say he was a monk," Sabito retorted.

That's what you mean.

"I didn't..."

The noise and commotion were deafening on this snowy morning.

Roy turned his head to look at the kitchen, Urokodaki Sakonji, his back view desolate and lonely. Clearly... his beloved disciple had been by his side all along, yet he remained indifferent, silently enduring his loneliness.

He said, "Master, the New Year is approaching, and I need to go home."

but...

"Before that, I have a precious gift for you," Roy glanced at Sabito Makomo silently added in his mind.