Chapter 156: Block Thought

Chapter 156: Block Thought

While flying with Carpy, my mind wandered to various thoughts, particularly about my own strength and potential for growth. It was disheartening to admit, but unless I physically aged, there seemed to be limited room for advancement through training alone.

Perfect Me had pushed my training to its limits, and I had achieved more progress in a year than others might in several. As for Kon, he was undoubtedly talented, but ultimately just a second-rate bully character. His purpose wasn't to be strong.

I already possessed a cursed blade, and Carpy was on his way to becoming high class. I couldn't think of many ways to further enhance my strength.

There were those rare "enlightenment" moments where individuals experienced significant growth, but they were uncontrollable and typically triggered by purely selfish actions.

What selfish action did I want to take? I had no desire to engage in criminal activities like stealing; I had enough money already.

Perhaps confessing my feelings to a crush? I didn't have one in this life. However, I used to have a crush on Ellen when I was reading the Manga, but meeting her in real life was just ugh.

Well, that was no longer an option, and honestly, she seemed rather dull compared to the women in this world.

Most of the goals I had in my previous life didn't align with this one. Climbing the corporate ladder or witnessing the ending of One Piece were no longer feasible.

The only remaining goal might be to attempt writing a book, though I was more of a reader myself. I wasn't sure how well my reading skills would translate into writing.

It was akin to assuming someone could be adept at adult activities simply by watching adult videos.

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I didn't have the time to write a book anyway. And what would I even write about? Perhaps I could plagiarize something from my previous world and incorporate elements from this one. Although, with monsters and Ord being commonplace here, I doubted a fantasy story would be well-received.

Maybe it was misguided to focus on doing something I enjoyed solely for the sake of gaining power. After all, something I loved could easily become a mere task I had to complete for more power. Which wouldnt give me a boost.

I needed to sit down and genuinely pursue an activity for its own sake. Ord was a vexing powerit had its limits and imperfections, with plenty of loopholes that kids could exploit to create overpowered abilities. However, it was also flawless in its own way, devoid of any loopholes.

Returning to the camp proved to be a surprisingly safe journey. Unlike a certain someone, it seemed I didn't have to face an enemy at every turn.

Admittedly, it wasn't a foolproof plan and could have gone wrong in many ways. But it was the best I could come up with given the circumstances.

"My son! My beautiful son! What happened to your eye?!" A woman crashed into me like a rocket. With tears streaming down her face, my mother hugged me tightly and examined my missing eye.

People had already been stealing glances at me before my mother's arrival, but now they stared openly.

I smiled and waved at them, causing everyone to look away in fear. Then I hugged my mother and reassured her. "Don't worry, Mom. An eye can be fixed."

I didn't know much about her, but she was the kindest among the clan and genuinely cared for others. It was a miracle to find someone like her in a clan like ours.

However, my reassurances seemed to fall on deaf ears as she continued sobbing about my eye. I understood that discovering your child with a missing eye would be shocking and alarming. Yet, as an exorcist, one shouldn't panic over injuries like this.

Look at Delia, for instance. The first thing she did after seeing my missing eye was crack a joke. Truly cold and heartless, that bitch.

My mother cried until my shirt was soaked. How many tears could a human hold?

Before I turned into a wet dog, I intervened. "Mother, I can heal a missing eye, so don't worry too much about it."

It would be troublesome to find someone with the ability to heal eyes. Typically, individuals with such healing abilities have strict limitations, often specializing in specific areas. Fortunately, I knew of someone with precisely that ability in a small village that Sei and Agon hadn't visited yet. In the original story, Sei was destined to lose both eyes due to an Eye-Popping Demon, but this presented a perfect opportunity for a solution.

The storyline revolved around a tragic event, a massacre in a war that took place long ago, where an entire army suffered mutilation as their eyes were gouged out.

"Yeah, Auntie," Delia interjected, patting my mother on the back. "There's no need to worry. We can use your unique ability and find a skilled surgeon."

What?

My mother, being an exorcist, possessing a special ability seemed plausible. However, I never anticipated that someone within our clan would possess a healing ability. Nevertheless, it made sense since even clich evil clans required someone to aid in their healing processes.

Suddenly, the air grew stagnant as a demon emerged from my mother's shadow, as if sensing her emotional distress. It resembled a giant grape, albeit with human heads instead of grape buds.

I looked at my mother and let out a sigh. It appeared that my belief in her being one of the few good people within the clan had been mistaken.

I knew this demon!