Silas now knew that Greed’s name weapons were poison and artifacts. From what he saw, she had an awakened mana core, but she was still in the garnet core.
Her physical strength was pretty high since she was a beastkin capable of coursing mana through her body, but of course, she probably didn’t know that.
That’s the problem with not being able to see mana. Not being able to see mana means it is much harder to understand it. It’s like trying to make a vaccine without knowing the cause of the virus or illness.
If only they knew how their world worked, Gilea would have been revolutionized…
‘Oh no…’ Silas rubbed the bridge of his nose as an idea popped into his mind.
His goal from the moment he was birthed into this world and given magic was to learn how to use it, and revolutionize it in a way that he could not do for Earth.
However, he didn’t know how people would perceive him, so he became strong first and then completed his experiments later on. But, there was another way to do what he dreamed of.
What if he became King? Sure, the people might hate him, but the legislation would be a hell of a lot easier to pass? That’s what he did on Earth, but it was his first time conquering a country, especially one as big as the united states of America.
The second time’s the charm, right?
‘I could show the people how much easier their lives are with my revelations. I’m certain many people are dying due to diseases, and are incapable of paying for a healer every time they get a cold. What if I introduce the concept of cleanliness.
I’m sure some already follow the concept, but what if I introduce it to the world, or at the very least, to this city… Though, that would mean I’d have to become the commander…’ Silas thought with knitted brows.
He didn’t know what to do…
His plan for the next 6 years were simple.
First, he had to get stronger while also gaining money. The best way to do that was to go on missions, but for the last week and a half, all he had been doing was training. However, that would have to soon change.
Archie told him it would take him a month or two to become commander. And since that is probably their primary objective over the next month, the next Judgment would most likely have to wait until Archie becomes the commander.
It meant he had 3-4 weeks to complete as many missions as possible.
‘I’ll probably have to fight that guy to become Judgment.’ Silas thought back to the man on the throne, being held in the air by the other faction members.
‘There’s the problem of the man I just killed, but I guess it won’t be nearly as big of a problem as the Judgment candidate and the next mission. After I become Judgement, I should be able to focus on the rest of the plan.’ Silas thought as his eyes became cold and distant when he remembered the Skylark family.
‘I just want to watch them burn…’ A small smile appeared on his face before he picked up the chalk once again and wrote the words ‘pedophile’ under ‘Greed’.
He was surprised that she didn’t do anything to him. According to the rumors, he was at the prime age to be one of her victims, but maybe she just wanted to season the steak before taking a bite.
However, he didn’t actually know if those rumors were true, but if they were, it would make killing her much easier than he had first anticipated it would be.
‘I hope Nymira’s not facing the same trouble I currently am. I’m a grown man with his own problems, so it wouldn’t affect me much.
However, if it happens to Nymira… It could scar her for life.’ Silas frowned, before placing the chalk on his stand, changing his clothes, and leaving through the front door with a scowl on his face.
‘I hate having a moral conscience…’ Silas sighed, remembering the days when he had let millions burn without batting an eye.
***
“Sir?” Silas called out as he entered a blacksmith store.
He only had about three gold on him, and the rest was going to go into rent for the next month.
“Oh, hello, young man. How can I help you?” A balding man asked with a warm and gentle smile, which truly surprised Silas since it wasn’t something he had seen since coming here almost a week ago.
Almost everyone was rude or somehow underestimated him.
He was almost certain that the main might kick him out for thinking that Silas might rob him, but he ended up being gentle and kind instead.
The man before Silas was a giant. Not in a literal sense, but more in a metaphorical one.
He stood at least 6ft 8 and was 3 times wider than Silas.
His arm was bulging with both muscle and veins.
In his right hand, he held a large hammer made of some kind of metal Silas had never seen before. In his other hand, he wore a gauntlet of some sort made of stainless steel and perfectly wrapped around his hand.
The man was shirtless, probably because he was sweating quite a lot. However, even Silas couldn’t help but gawk at his defined upper body.
“I was going to ask you how much it would be to get armor and weapons made here?” Silas asked with a slightly nervous tone, fit to that of a child his age.
“I don’t think you’ll be able to buy anything here, young man. My armor has been created by my very hand to be the best of the best. You’d at least need 20 or more gold to buy even a scrap version of my equipments.” The man explained while Silas rubbed his chin.
“Do you enchant these armors?” Silas asked as his emerald eyes blazed to reveal the intricate runes on the equipment.
‘He’s right. Even the worst things he’s got in here are better than anything I’ve seen in Uladia.’ Silas thought.
Anyone else in his place would have probably had a headache by just looking at the complexity of the runes. However, Silas once looked right into the life equation, and technically, it is one of the most intricate and complicated piece of rune manship he had ever seen.
Sure, he blacked out and went into a coma for a month after seeing it, but it didn’t affect him the same way ever since then.
“Of course. I wouldn’t be the best blacksmith for nothing.” The man chuckled while his workers looked at Silas with suspicion.