*Swoosh*
Silas’ eyes followed the trail of a blade as it swung toward him, yet with a quick side-step, he easily dodged it.
In the next second, a flurry of sword swings ripped the air before him, trying their best to hit him, yet no matter how many times the attack came toward him, not a single scratch could be seen on his body.
“Are you sure I need your training?” Silas asked while looking at the blue-haired woman in front of him.
“Shut up.” She sneered and swung her sword at him with even more speed than before.
Yet, Silas was too fast. His instincts were too sharp, and even if the attacks hit, Silas wondered whether it would even leave a scratch at this point.
He was currently using his normal body to fight without using any of his fusions.
He could tell that he was not a lot more powerful than he was before, even if the battle with Greed hadn’t shown him that already.
Without using any of his fusions, or his magic, Silas went toe to toe with Seraphina who was probably ranked at Platinum 1 or 2.
Silas was smiling throughout the entire battle. He dodged everything that came toward him or simply parried them using his hands.
“You might actually win the fight against Grant, you know.” Seraphine chuckled.
“I will win the battle. That coward doesn’t stand a chance.” Silas snickered before jumping back a few meters and raising his hand.
There weren’t many in the Judgement faction who had remained conscious throughout the week that Greed was commander, but those who were awake spread many rumors about what happened on the last night.
Many of the rumors were exaggerated, yet there were two rumors that worked in Silas’ favor.
The first rumor was pretty well-known throughout the city and many of the people talked and asked about it.
It was the rumor about him. The people who were consciously told others about how he, alongside the rest of the generals, fought off and killed Greed all by themselves.
Silas was relatively unknown throughout the city… Or, to be specific, he wasn’t nearly as known as he was now.
The incident about him in the mercenary hall spread throughout the Greed faction for a bit, making them one of the first people to know Silas. However, outside of mercenaries and Greed faction members, the only other people who knew him were the Judgement faction.
Yet, right now, it was almost like everyone in the city knew who he was.
Many would stop on the street to think of him, and right now, he was getting a lot more attention from people in general.
He was quite young so he didn’t really get much attention from women, however, there were some around the ages of 11 to 15 that tried to court him.
It was quite embarrassing… Actually, it was embarrassing for both parties in question. Silas felt secondhand embarrassment for them, while they felt embarrassed when he rejected them as usual.
Besides that, there was a second rumor going around that worked heavily in his favor, and that was the rumor about Grant not doing anything when Greed was right in front of him.
Actually, it was recorded by many that he was either scared shitless to do anything or that he had a mischievous smile on his as he watched the generals and Silas fight against Greed.
Many said that he was on the same side as Greed, while others simply stated that, despite him having the ability to break free from her brainwashing, he was simply too weak to participate in the battle.
All the rumors about him worked out for Silas, yet they didn’t work in his favor.
“I can’t believe he would betray us like that.” One of the men watching Silas’ training sighed in disappointment.
“I doubt he betrayed us. Maybe he was just scared?” A woman chimed in, trying to give Grant the benefit of the doubt.
“Isn’t that worse though? Our leader, with his amazing armor that might even be on the Monarch level, scared of fighting on the same stage as other generals? I heard that even Life fought there, and she isn’t even a fighter.” Another sneered.
“But what if he was too weak to fight with them? Maybe they told him to stay out of it?” Another tried to argue on Grant’s behalf.
“Heh.” One of the bigger guys walked forward and sneered at them.
Silas recognized him as being one of the people that had gone to Uladia during the invasion of the city.
“If he can’t fight on the same level as the generals, what’s the point of him being a general himself? He doesn’t deserve that armor. He’s pathetic and weak. He had the armor on yet Game over here, who has no such armor, went in to fight on his behalf. What does that say about our faction?” The man shouted, his voice reaching everyone on the street, making them all look down with shame.
“He’s beyond pathetic! He keeps clinging to that armor as if it is his final lifeline to becoming Judgement, and hell, it probably is! If he didn’t have the armor, almost none of us would have voted for him.” The man snarled.
Hearing the man, Silas couldn’t help but inwardly smile.
Everything was going to plan. Well, in a much different way than he imagined.
His purpose of getting close to the people of the faction was to show them how much of a better leader he would be, while also undermining Grant. At first, he was going to act like he was scared of Grant. Everyone liked an underdog story, and slowly, Silas would show them his immense potential to grow stronger in such a short amount of time.
He would show them care as well as determination, and when he would eventually win against Grant, they would cheer for him instead of glare at him the same way they had done the first time he showed up in their faction.
Now, it was as if the story of a lifetime had landed on Silas’ palm, and right now, he was milking it as much as he could.
However, right now, it seemed like he might not have everyone on his side…
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