[Pink-Python’s poison has been detected]
‘As expected… How predictable.’ Silas sneered at what he was seeing.
Grant was trying to frame him, and he was using the oldest trick in the book… Or at least that’s what Silas considered it.
When seeing how Grant had reacted last time, Silas had thought through a few possibilities that might happen. They ranged from assassination attempts to the murder of those close to him, so he had placed down the appropriate measures to make sure that none of them would come to fruition.
Over the last few weeks, Silas had seen the aftermath of some of Grant’s attempts, and if he were to be honest, they were not in the very least a pretty sit to behold.
Assassins from the Assassin’s Guild were sent to kill him, however, since they couldn’t really enter the city without a pass, they needed to wait until Silas left the city.
Unfortunately for them, Silas left the city almost every day. He had been given an infinite pass by Archie after the events with Greed as a thank you, so he was going to use it to the best of his ability.
Hunting within the nearby forest, he would kill a few beasts and take their cores back to the city markets to sell. This time, he didn’t scam the market like he did back in Uladia, but that was mainly because he has grown to like the people of this city.
It was a weird feeling, but that’s not the point of this flashback.
Every time he would go outside to hunt, he would be attacked by a few assassins.
Of course, while many might think that Grant had sent them, it was a well-known secret among the assassin community that Silas was one of the two only survivors from what they called the Eldrich terror attack.
that had happened against Greed, and all the rumors that had been surfacing about it, it wasn’t much of a surprise if many of the assassin’s guild members would think that Silas had something to do with the death of Arlos, their leader.
Of course, none of them really thought that he was the one to kill their leader. Their minds never went in that direction.
In their eyes, the only thing that could have possibly killed their leader was the monster that had destroyed half the misty forest and made one of the strongest walkers in the continent drop down to its knees and shiver, rocking back and forth the entire time like a little girl trying to forget a nightmare.
Of course, Silas killed them pretty easily and retrieved their armor and anything they had on them before selling it in the market for a fair price.
Assassins stopped coming after him when a group of three Rank 3 platinum assassins were killed. The guild quickly sent an apology letter for their rudeness to the Darkless organization and stopped sending more assassins.
A few other times, a mercenary or two would be sent to kill Alex, yet Grant quickly realized that they would never come back after such a mission, and mercenaries, in general, stopped taking missions from the judgment faction.
Grant tried many more things after that, yet no matter what he did, it always ended in failure. Grant, was getting more and more angry over time, and after his last attempt had failed, Silas could only think of one more thing that could ruin Silas and his chances to become the 7th general.
‘A last desperate measure, huh…’ Silas thought while casting a purge spell under #2’s body, purging all the poison from his body. At the same time, he used water magic to manipulate the poison within a glass bottle on his hip.
Suddenly, the poison turned into a mist with a little bit of fire magic, before, it turned back into a liquid, entered through #2’s mouth, and traveled through his body the normal way it would have done if it had been ingested.
“He’s been poisoned,” Silas spoke through gritted teeth as if he was filled with rage.
“What? We can all see the wound and the bleeding. He’s not been poisoned-“
“No… it is definitely poisoning.” Silas balled his hands into fists while stomping over to a certain section of the body.
A blue magic circle appeared hovering over his hand before it was pointed at the body.
A bit of blood came out of the body, and just when people were about to begin complaining to Silas to stop desecrating the dead, he created another magic circle and began to separate something from the blood.
They could all see the runes on his second magic circle rapidly changing, flickering at extremely fast speeds, until…
A collective gasp went through the crowd as a small bit of silverish-blue liquid came out of the body.
Releasing the first magic circle, he quickly turned it into a brown one before using his earth magic to create a small tube.
The position separation would have never been something he would be capable of if he didn’t already have experience manipulating both liquids.
For a few weeks now, he had been practicing with blood control, but recently, he had been practicing with the control of different types of poisons.
The problem, of course, wasn’t the poison itself, but instead the density of the liquid. The more dense it was, the much harder it became to manipulate. Sure, he could control blood to a certain extent, but for some reason, there was something that held him back. As if there was some kind of block that made it close to impossible for him to manipulate it the same way one would manipulate water using magic.
The way he manipulated blood and poison was close to how a wind mage might manipulate earth and water. It felt like he was simply moving them around rather than manipulating them to the extent he would have liked to.
However, such a thing would have to wait.
For now, Silas had bigger issues at hand.
“This must be a frame attempt!” Seraphina suddenly shouted.
“What?” Silas asked with a little bit of anger in his voice, acting as if the anger of watching someone from his faction die had made him blind to the truth.
“Can’t you see it? We would have demanded answers from Grant, he would have gotten to body tested and would have told us that it was poison. He would have claimed that he would never use poison to kill someone, and then point that finger at you for trying to frame him… He must have never thought that you’d be able to find the poison first!” Seraphina clenched her teeth in rage.
‘She might be more intelligent than I give her credit for.’ Silas thought while acting like he was trying to understand what was happening.
Taking a deep breath in, Silas acted like he was trying to calm down, making everyone around him do the same.
However, a couple of rageful words came out of Silas’ mouth that made everyone around him widen their eyes for a moment.
“I’m going to kill him!” Silas muttered with a voice filled with rage.
“Oh really? You? You’re going to attempt to kill me?” Grant suddenly spoke, having seemingly appeared out of nowhere wearing his full suit of armor.
“You think I’m unable to?” Silas snapped back.
“I think you’re too weak.” Grant chuckled mockingly, yet inwardly, he was seething with rage.
He couldn’t believe that his plan hadn’t worked, but he could always just say that it was Silas who had planned the whole thing, and Seraphina helped him pin it on him.
“Traitor!” A man shouted and pointed his spear at Grant.
“…”
“…”
“Kill him!” Everyone’s eyes suddenly lit up with rage as they raised their weapons into the air, Alex and Seraphina excluded.
“Game… You need to calm down. Violence isn’t the answer. You told Nymira that, remember?!” Alex held Silas by his shoulder, forcing him to look back into his eyes.
‘So, they’ve been talking…’ Silas thought to himself while recalling that he did in fact tell Nymira that. However, that was mostly because she was in a bad place at the time. Silas could feel the fear and rage emanating from her life force, and he knew that such a path would only make her life miserable.
She wasn’t like him. He saw her heart begin beating more rapidly when she looked at the corpses they would have to move. Sure, it returned to normal after a bit, but that was never a thing that happened to Silas.
His first kill didn’t even get a reaction out of him. He did it quickly and painlessly, then blamed it on one of the maids that worked in his orphanage.
Hearing what Alex had said, everyone stopped for a moment and looked at Silas.
However, before Silas could say what he might have wanted to say, another voice echoed throughout the region.
Looking toward the direction of the voice, 4 individuals could be seen landing on the ground gracefully and without making a sinlge sound.
Running toward the four generals, Seraphina quickly explained the situation to Archie while the entire faction stood in a stalemate, as if they were waiting for the order that would allow them to slay the bastard before them.
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