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Chapter Summary
He did not know whether the clan had intentionally allowed Jenna—someone bearing a seed of revenge in her heart against the clan—or if she had truly managed to bypass the clan's detection using her skills and wits. It was hard to believe that the sole survivor of a clan that had gone extinct decades or perhaps even centuries ago was now plotting revenge against one of the supreme elders of one of the five major clans in this world. I was initially thinking of giving you the one I have been using...
Chapter 189 Visit a normal human city?
Chapter 189 In fact, Oliver was in quite a dilemma regarding this situation.
He did not know whether the clan had intentionally allowed Jenna—someone bearing a seed of revenge in her heart against the clan—or if she had truly managed to bypass the clan's detection using her skills and wits.
If it was the latter, then she was truly a dangerous woman who should not be offended unless necessary.
Her ambition was as vast as the sky itself, her resolve as unyielding as the mountains that once sheltered her clan.
It was hard to believe that the sole survivor of a clan that had gone extinct decades or perhaps even centuries ago was now plotting revenge against one of the supreme elders of one of the five major clans in this world.
It was simply inconceivable and bold.
He did not know who would emerge victorious in the end.
In the novel, there were no mentions of the Ashen Rose Clan or the higher politics of the Mystic Purge Clan either.
It was not unheard of for small unruly clans to offend major powers and get wiped out overnight or be invaded by demons and declared heretical.
It was simply a matter of time to see who would emerge victorious.
Would it be the power reigning at the top of the Mystic Purge Clan, or would it be a girl from an unknown clan that once existed?
___________ "Did you touch anything?
" Jenna asked, her voice low and edged with suspicion, looking down at Oliver suspiciously, who quickly shook his head.
"Hmm…" Jenna merely hummed, then went back to sit on her chair, crossing her legs arrogantly.
The confident way she carried herself, the casual arrogance in her posture, made Oliver feel as though she owned the entire room—and perhaps, in a way, she did.
Looking at the arrogant woman in front of him, Oliver felt speechless; she really knew how to be overbearing if anything.
Anyway, he had nothing to do with it.
"Did you get it?
" he asked curiously.
"Here it is.
" She slid a paper toward him.
The document seemed ordinary, but the weight of what it represented made Oliver's pulse quicken.
But before he could pick it up, she said: "Now that you have finally stepped into the realm of exorcism as a Rank-1, have you thought of the meditation technique you will be using?
" "About that…" Oliver paused as the words rang in his mind.
He knew what she was talking about.
An espera meditation technique!
A technique exorcists use to develop and grow their espera as they climb through the ranks.
However, he had never paid much attention to such a thing.
With the system, he had the privilege of being exempted from the hard work of meditating for countless hours to develop his espera.
All he had to do was wait for his target to achieve a milestone, and then he could naturally obtain tenfold benefits.
But he still had to choose one on the surface; otherwise, he would not be able to justify his growth.
"About that, I have been given the clan's secret manual," he replied with a smile.
Jenna nodded.
The Mystic Purge Clan's secret manual was extremely refined and potent, having been improved over centuries by countless expert exorcists.
It was a technique exclusive to pure-blooded members of the clan.
It was no surprise that he was given one to train with… "That's great.
I was initially thinking of giving you the one I have been using, but the Mystic Purge Clan's technique is indeed more suitable for your bloodline," she said thoughtfully.
"Oh?
" Oliver was interested but didn't say anything.
He knew that while a technique was essential, it wasn't the be-all and end-all.
A technique was merely a means to bring out an individual's talent.
If you were not born talented, then even if you had the best technique, it would be useless and wasted.
It was important but not too much for an exorcist.
Other things mattered as well.
He picked up the paper containing the details of the mission he would be undergoing for the first time.
"Huh?
You want me to go to a normal human city?
" He couldn't help but exclaim as he read the details on the paper.
"Indeed.
It is as you can see in the mission details," she replied calmly.
Oliver saw this and looked at the paper he was holding, his eyes narrowing as they scanned through every single detail mentioned in the well-written document.
The mission was related to a normal human city, more specifically a suspected cursed playground.
It was located in the city of Harlington, on the western human continent, far from the battlefield.
According to the mission, there was an old playground that had recently become the center of a series of disturbing incidents.
Children who played there had been experiencing nightmares, sudden illnesses, and strange behavioral changes.
From the information the organization had, it was most likely a signal that a dark artifact had been born in that area and had slowly started to inflict dark espera on the normal human area.
His goal was simple: to find the artifact and bring it back.
Depending on the rank of the artifact, he might even receive a ton of credits on his first mission.
More importantly, as a newbie in the organization, it was crucial how impactful his first mission turned out to be.
It might very well determine his reputation in the Black Codex Federation.
"I understand the specifics of the mission, but you know that my main issue is not that, don't you?
" Oliver put the paper down and looked at her.
Seeing his serious expression, Jenna had a playful smile on her face.
Her eyes sparkled with amusement, as if she found his concern charming.
She still found it funny that the person talking to her so casually was still a kid.
'He doesn't even realize who I am, or I wonder if he would still be able to remain so casual…'