The Man’s Decree

Upon ingesting the pill, Ira experienced a refreshing coolness that seemed to flow through her body before converging at her eyes.

Gradually, her previously listless gaze started to sharpen.

Ira surveyed her surroundings as an exceptional sense of excitement welled up within her.

Her body was trembling as she shouted, “I-I can see now! I can see everything...”

Hearing Ira's shout, Emily hurried into the house and discovered that Ira was now able to see. The young lady's own excitement was nearly impossible to conceal.

She lunged forward and embraced Ira tightly, her voice filled with anticipation as she asked, “Grandma, can you see now?”

“Emily, I can see you now. You're such a lovely girl!” Ira exclaimed, her hands holding Emily's face as tears of joy streamed down her cheeks.

They both hugged each other and burst into happy tears.

Seeing that, Percy felt his nose sting.

It took a while before Emily and Ira finally calmed down.

“Thank you so much, Jared. I don't even know how to repay you,” Emily said gratefully as she got to her knees.

“Silly girl, you saved my life. This is nothing.” Jared prevented her from kneeling and handed over the remaining pills. “Hold onto these pills carefully. Give one to Ms. Ira every day. Once she finishes this batch, she will recover completely!”

Emily nodded and kept the pills carefully.

“Emily, Percy, please step outside for a moment. I need to have a private conversation with Jared,” Ira said.

Hearing that, Emily quickly dragged Percy out.

Once Emily and Percy left, Ira started rummaging through her cabinets and found a wooden box tucked away in a corner.

It was covered in a layer of dust, seemingly untouched for numerous years. Ira carefully opened it, revealing a shiny black bead within.

The bead was shrouded in a subtle black mist, and as its presence was unveiled, the room temperature began to drop.

Ira took out the bead and said to Jared respectfully, “Mr. Chance, you have restored my sight, and I have nothing else to offer you. This demon bead has been in my possession for years. While it may not hold significant value, I believe it possesses the power to aid in your ailment. By taking this demon bead, you can restore your strength to its peak state.”

Jared gazed at the demon bead in Ira's palm, uncertainty crossing his expression. “This is too valuable for me to take.”

Ira shook her head gently. “I've made up my mind to spend the rest of my life in Rock Village. I have no intention of returning to the demon race. This demon bead holds no purpose for me. Please accept it, Mr. Chance.”

Hearing that, Jared took the demon bead from her. He placed it into his mouth and swallowed it.

As the demon bead entered Jared's body, a shroud of black mist enveloped him.