Once I left the Marquisate of Vermilion, I decided to head for the royal capital.
No matter what I did, staying within Vermilion territory would surely invite interference from my family.
So I decided to board a carriage bound for the royal capital.
I wanted to save money where I could, but honestly, walking at the age of twelve in this body was just too much.
Besides, I wanted some time to think things through at a leisurely pace.
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My skill: [^6()°].
Even the people at the church couldn't read this one, but I, as I am now, could.
Actually, the me from before couldn't read it either.
Because this was written in Japanese—the language I had been familiar with before reincarnating.
[Reverse].
It lets you invert or reverse things.
For someone like me who was a fan of light novels, it was a dream come true.
Something like [Sword Saint] would be nowhere near enough to get revenge on my family.
If I was going to strike back, I wanted power that was truly overwhelming.
For starters, the first target I would use the skill on was my left eye.
I focused my consciousness on the skill and used [Reverse] on my left eye.
And then, instructions on how to use the newly acquired skill began installing themselves in my mind.
[Divine Eye].
It can determine whether an object is true or false, and grasp its details. It can pierce through identification interference, deflect identification from others, and display falsified information.
I focused my consciousness on my left eye once more.
Alan · 12 years old · Reincarnator
Skills: [Reverse][Divine Eye]
※All skill aptitudes are negative
Well, it's simple enough. If I wanted to, I could see any number of other items, but this should be fine for now.
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So, the reason I obtained [Divine Eye] was that I had no aptitude for identification-type skills.
Actually, the Church's examination had shown that I had virtually zero aptitude for identification-type skills—or rather, most skills in general.
This was also the reason my brother Cain treated me as incompetent, and even the servants looked down on me.
Identification-type skills are activated through the eyes.
So what would happen if [Reverse] was applied to the eyes of someone like me, who had been deemed to have no aptitude?
The result was a reversal into the pinnacle of identification-type skills: [Divine Eye].
Besides, now that I have [Divine Eye], I found out that all of my aptitudes are negative. Isn't that just terrible?
Well, I mean, I got [Divine Eye] out of it, so I can't really complain.
But because of this, while I was in the Marquis's household, no matter how much I trained or swung a sword, nothing ever took root.
As I was lost in these thoughts, the carriage had stopped at some point.
I was the only one in the carriage.
The driver had disappeared without me noticing.
I stepped down from the carriage and looked ahead. A person lay collapsed in a pool of blood. It was the driver.
Surrounding me... was a large gathering of bandits.
"Tch, what a ripoff. Just one kid today?"
"Hmm, not bad-looking though. And that golden left eye — that's something else. The nobles with a taste for that stuff would pay top coin for him. Some rich family's little lord, maybe? Ahaha!"
"Hey, mind if I have a little fun with him first?"
"Don't be an idiot! Last time you said you'd just 'have a taste' and ended up going all the way — wrecked his ass and his mind both. Show some restraint."
"Tch, can't be helped. Hey kid, just play nice and I'll take you somewhere decent."
Ah, the template bandits you see all the time in light novels.
Kind of nostalgic, actually.
Using my \[God Eye\] to check — they're a six-man bandit crew. Bounty of two gold coins per head.
Well then, time to turn them into money.
Bandits must die. No mercy.
That said, I'm unarmed and in plain clothes.
I've got zero combat experience.
First priority — run.
"Hey, don't run! Heheh, like those little legs could outrun us. Alright, let me carve you up a little so you never think about running again!"
Slash — my back was cut diagonally.
It hurt like hell, but not unbearable.
Burning pain, but this was a chance to test my skill.
\[Reverse\] — reflect the damage received back onto the attacker!
"Guah! Who the hell attacked from behind?!"
The bandit who had slashed at me dropped his sword and spun around, shouting in fury.
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