Conrad was convinced that both Blink and Trinity Orb needed to be modified and improved.
Shortly after midnight, he absorbed the Nen supplied through Black Ring Master and smiled.
"The Nen provided by thirty-two people isn't bad at all."
"Especially once the number reaches five hundred or even a thousand."
"The amount and quality of nen I'll receive should become very satisfying."
With that thought in mind, Conrad gathered his orbs and rented a private training facility.
After entering the training room, he picked up a sheet of paper and tapped the pen against his head while thinking.
"I need to replace the preparation phase of Trinity Orb."
"The condition that requires physical orbs has to go."
"The easiest replacement would be a condition connected to Ancient Script."
Conrad began writing on an ancient script sheet.
"An ancient script that functions as a conjuration medium and creates three glass-like orbs required for the ability."
Normally, each orb had its own purpose and identity.
He knew he needed to address that issue as well.
After some thought, Conrad realised that Pulse Orb no longer served much of a purpose.
With the existence of obelisks and his mastery over En, its function had become largely redundant.
A smile appeared on his face as he added another line.
"In exchange for removing the need to physically prepare the orbs and allowing them to be created through Conjuration, I sacrifice one of them permanently."
Afterwards, he began drawing the necessary ancient script symbols.
The process took roughly twenty minutes.
Most of the symbols were conjuration-related, an area in which he still lacked extensive experience.
Once the script was complete, Conrad focused.
A few seconds later, the white sheet transformed into a small three-centimetre piece of paper. Its colour shifted to crimson.
Twin Orb – Orb Glasses of Blast and Snipers
"Creates two orbs."
"One orb functions as White Death."
"The other functions as an aura blast."
"Each orb may be used seven times per day."
Conditions
"The Twin Orb Ancient Script must remain on the user's person, attached somewhere to their clothing or body."
"If the script is lost or removed, a new ancient script must be written from the beginning."
"Only three Twin Orb Ancient Scripts may be created each month."
"Trinity Orb: Aura Pulse has been sacrificed for the creation of this new version and can never be used again."
"Every creation of Twin Orb must pay the initial Nen cost required by Ancient Script, and that cost repeats for every hour the ability remains active."
Conrad smiled and whispered,
"Twin Orb."
The moment he spoke, two fist-sized glass spheres appeared above his hand.
Unlike before, White Death and Aura Blast could each be used seven times.
More importantly, because they were no longer real manipulated objects and were instead conjured constructs, they could now be effectively hidden within them.
Of course, they remained fragile.
Almost any serious Nen attack would be capable of destroying them.
However, Conrad did not mind that weakness.
The increase in offensive power more than compensated for their fragility.
"A little testing won't hurt."
He directed White Death towards one of the training targets.
Within roughly two-tenths of a second, the orb gathered aura, compressed it to the size of a small finger, and fired.
Pivvv.
The projectile crossed the distance faster than a conventional bullet.
Upon impact, it effortlessly pierced a steel training dummy that stood two metres tall and fifty centimetres thick.
The projectile did not stop there.
It continued through the target and punched a hole nearly twenty centimetres deep into the reinforced steel wall behind it.
The hole itself measured approximately three centimetres across.
Conrad smiled.
"Even if they were prepared, I doubt many Nen users or creatures could block an attack like that."
After finishing the White Death test, he took a deep breath.
"I want to test Aura Blast."
"But considering the destructive power involved, this probably isn't the best place."
Conrad was not particularly concerned about property damage, but that did not mean he wanted unnecessary complications.
Dealing with authorities and repairs would only waste time and distract him from more important matters.
While considering the issue, his phone suddenly rang.
He glanced at the screen and smiled.
"Mizaistom..."
"I wonder why he's calling."
Conrad answered and waited.
"Conrad, are you available?" Mizaistom asked.
Conrad exhaled lightly.
"Yes."
"Is there a problem?"
Mizaistom took a breath before responding.
"At the request of Hunter Association Chairman Isaac Netero, you're being asked to come to Hunter Association Headquarters."
"There is a matter we need to discuss with you."
"We are also considering assigning you a mission."
Conrad's expression became more serious.
"If Isaac Netero is personally calling me in, this could be related to one of the association's secrets..."
"As long as I arrive prepared, protecting myself shouldn't be difficult if something goes wrong."
After a moment, he answered.
"Alright."
"I'll be there tomorrow around one in the afternoon."
Mizaistom sounded relieved.
"Thank you."
"Sorry for calling you in like this."
"I'll explain everything tomorrow."
The call ended.
Conrad lowered the phone and looked at the two floating orbs besides him.
His plans for ability development would have to wait.
Tomorrow, he would be meeting Isaac Netero himself.
And when the chairman of the Hunter Association personally requested someone's presence, it was rarely for a trivial reason.
The call ended.
Conrad lowered the phone and looked at the two floating orbs besides him.
His plans for ability development would have to wait.
Tomorrow, he would be meeting Isaac Netero himself.
And when the chairman of the Hunter Association personally requested someone's presence, it was rarely for a trivial reason.
For a few seconds, Conrad remained where he was and reviewed the conversation.
Mizaistom had not sounded worried.
He had not sounded aggressive either.
If this were an arrest, an investigation, or a hostile summons, the approach would have been different.
That meant the Association either needed something from him or wanted to evaluate him directly.
Neither possibility surprised him.
Conrad dismissed Twin Orb and watched the two spheres disappear.
The Ancient Script remained attached to his clothing exactly as intended.
He checked the Nen consumption for a moment and nodded.
"The maintenance cost is acceptable."
The ability was more expensive than the previous version, but the increase in performance justified it.
"What if...."
"I can do more in the future, more and more..."
"These orbs may change..."