Telepathically, this time without Sean needing to nod, the "Sage" activated and began the limit break autonomously.
A familiar sensation, like a clear spring, welled up from Sean's heart. The [Wind] characteristic. He imagined himself as the wind, merged into the wind, listening to the wind's voice, savoring the wind's rhythm, touching the wind's dancing form, feeling the wind's joy, anger, sadness, and hesitation.
Unlike the last time, when he still needed Asuma's verbal guidance, this time Sean closed his eyes, and with a single thought, he merged directly with the wind. It was incredibly smooth, with no feeling of stagnation.
In a daze, his feet drifted off the ground. His body was stretched infinitely, swaying with the wind. The objects and scenery around him, following his immersed mind, were slowly reflected in his six senses.
Sean's nostrils twitched. He smelled the fresh scent of grass, released as the small blades shed the dew and stretched their bodies.
Sean's ears twitched. He heard the empty *thwack* of a frog's tongue shooting out from beside a large green rock by the lake.
Sean's eyelids twitched. He saw Mike lifting his leg to pee on a large tree. Mike suddenly felt like someone was watching him and looked back nervously, but found nothing.
Far. Sean, drifting with the wind, sensed farther and farther. His "field of vision" covered an increasingly large area. From an initial 100-meter radius around him, to 200 meters, then 300 meters. Before he knew it, it had spread to the feet of Silva, Killua, and Illumi!
"Dad, is Big Brother asleep?" Killua, holding Silva's hand, noticed Sean had suddenly closed his eyes and was completely still. His small head was filled with great confusion.
The child knew nothing of Nen. He couldn't apply Nen to his pupils and use *Gyo* to carefully observe Sean's current state, as Illumi and Silva were doing. He naturally thought Sean was tired and had fallen asleep on his feet.
But that wasn't it. "That bastard is more awake than anyone!" Illumi noticed the Nen wrapped around Sean sometimes stretching, sometimes shrinking, changing shape at will. He was clearly not sleeping.
"Not only that." "Wind is formless, ethereal, and distant. Your big brother isn't sleeping; he's watching us." The case of the abandoned repair shop in Meteor City two years ago was solved.
His intuition told Silva that Sean was right beside them!
'Duo Sang's sense of smell is getting sharper.' Sean chuckled inwardly. 'Intentional and unintentional are two different states. The repair shop was unintentional. Now is intentional.' With Silva's preconceptions, Sean wasn't surprised he'd been discovered. It was just... discovering and seeing were two different things!
Silva could only confirm Sean *was* there, but he couldn't determine Sean's exact position. At this moment, the young man, merged with the wind, drifted over lightly. He first ruffled Killua's little head, then gave Illumi a "Big Brother-style Love Fist," and then circled Silva's neck. The three were completely unaware. Only Silva frowned slightly, vaguely sensing something. His peripheral vision searched, but he still couldn't capture Sean's specific location.
"So, this is the broken-tier part of a nature characteristic." Maha stood in the top-floor study of the castle, Zeno by his side. They leaned against the window, looking down from above. The gentle breeze, with Sean at its center, spread out. It was like *En*, but it wasn't *En*. From a distance, they watched it sweep over the forest and approach the castle.
One thousand meters... two thousand meters... three thousand meters...
"Five thousand meters should be his exploratory limit." The wind stopped, the clouds rested. It had just reached the edge of the castle.
Zeno let out a visible sigh of relief. The words had barely left his mouth when he received a solid eye-roll from Maha. "You lucky bastard, you escaped again, huh?"
"You just wait. It's only because the brat's aura isn't sufficient. Otherwise, unless you fly to the ends of the earth, he'll 'get' you sooner or later!"
Zeno pouted. 'We'll see when he actually "gets" me.' "Grandpa, you don't really think I'm afraid of this kid, do you?"
'Tsk. So tough since you weren't discovered!' The old man couldn't be bothered to waste words on Zeno. His gaze returned to Sean.
After confirming his "monitoring" range, his mind returned. Sean slowly opened his eyes. Acting on an impulse, he tried to take a step toward the sky.
*Ding-dong.* As if a drop of water fell into a dead lake, the void rippled. An air staircase formed under Sean's feet in an instant!
[Wind] is the movement of air molecules, the result of hot and cold convection. With Sean's will, he activated his Nen to manifest the wind's characteristic. The young man stepped onto it, standing steadily in the sky!
"Ah?"
"Dad, didn't you say people can't fly?"
Killua pointed at Sean. "Then why can Big Brother?"
The white-haired brat's eyes went wide. He stared blankly as Sean, hands in his pockets, stood tall in the sky. It was just too cool!
For a moment, things like skateboards and "Shadow Step" seemed to be thrown to the back of his mind.
Silva: "..."
He pretended not to hear his son's soul-searching question. His face stiffened, and paired with his kingly aura, Killua was immediately silenced.
'The child is young. He doesn't yet understand that he shouldn't ask what he shouldn't ask.' Silva watched intently as Sean took one step after another, ascending toward the blue sky. The envy in his eyes was hardly any less than Killua's, to say nothing of a certain stone-faced little brother whose eyes were red with jealousy!
'I really want to pin him down with a Nen pin!' Illumi looked expressionless, but his cheeks were bulging, clearly the result of clenching his back teeth.
Unfortunately, the world is vast, and there will always be people who can do things you cannot.
*As the saying goes: The great roc rises with the wind in a single day, soaring 90,000 li!*
Riding the wind, climbing higher and higher, Sean chased the sun, step by step. At a certain moment, he stopped and looked down—
The castle, the butler's manor, Kukuroo Mountain... all turned into black dots and lines. It was like a splash of ink casually thrown down by a drunken god. While beautiful, it also gave him a unique sense of grandeur.
"Riding an airship before, I could only see the thick clouds. It was nothing like now, having a clearer understanding of this world."
Sean stood high in the sky. His eyes turned, and his gaze fell upon the back mountain.
He felt a curiosity for this forbidden land, which he had been taught since childhood was "strictly forbidden to enter." Unexpectedly, as if sensing his gaze—
"ROAR!" A heaven-shaking roar attacked instantly, sending Sean's black hair flying upward.
The young man's pupils shrank. He then saw a behemoth, carrying a person on its back, beating its giant wings. It tore through the sky, rushing over at high speed. It looked just like—a dragon!
'But... not a dragon. Real dragons don't have that many pairs of wings.'
It got closer. He saw it clearly. The behemoth was the very same one from the original work that had carried Netero and Zeno over the Ant King's palace to drop the Dragon Star Group. Sean squinted. His gaze swept past the dragon and fixed on the old man sitting cross-legged on the dragon's head. He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. "A pleasure to meet you for the first time, Grandpa Zigg. Are you in good health?"