Silas could see a pair of ears at the top of the burly woman’s head. She was a beastkin of some sort. He assumed that she was from the canine tribe, but there was a chance she was from the feline one. He didn’t know exactly, but it was one of the two.
They looked quite similar, after all.
Silas’ eyes shifted to the man next to the burly woman. His eyes were closed for a some reason, but Silas could see mana coming out of them. Actually, it was more special than that.
Mana didn’t just come out of them. Mana was being sent into them as if they were cores that were being cultivated. The scene was quite fascinating, and for a moment, Silas couldn’t help but look at in awe, unable to see anything else.
Or at least, that was the case until the man looked straight at him while slowly opening his eyes.
What showed behind the blankets that were his eyelids were a pair of glowing silver eyes that shone like two stars in the night sky.
The moment the man opened his eyes, it was as if everything around him had suddenly become much duller.
It was as if everything had suddenly lost its luster, and his eyes were the only things shining within an ocean of the abyss.
When the man looked into Silas’ eyes, he could not help but widen his own.
At the same time, Silas felt a shudder go down his spine, but the moment he felt it, a certain inkling of anger sparked within him.
However, just before Silas could get hostile, the man he looked at suddenly smiled, allowing color to return to everything around him.
It looked like a young man in his early teens, but Silas knew that wasn’t true.
‘He’s much older than he looks. I would have thought that it might have been reincarnation, but I doubt that was the case. If anything, his condition is most likely an attempt at eternal youth.’ Silas thought to himself.
The youth looked no older than 15. In some sense, he looked closer to Nymira’s age, yet his life force told a whole other story.
‘100 years at least. He’s almost double my age.’ Silas thought with narrowed eyes before looking up at his hair. His hair was made of several different colors. It was surprising, but not by much. Silas had seen a few individuals with hair similar to the man in the young man’s body. He had orange, silver, and golden hair. The mixture didn’t look good at all, but that was something for the man to deal with, not him.
“Please come in.” The elderly man in the middle spoke.
He looked scrawny and weak, but from Silas’ perspective, his mana core alone spoke volumes about his strength.
He was clearly the strongest person on the table, if not the strongest person in the room.
Despite how he looked, Silas doubted he could win in a one-on-one fight against the skinny man. Maybe if he took him by surprise he would have a better chance, but from what he could see, chances were against him.
As Silas walked forward, the other two followed behind him.
Alex had a worried expression on his face, but to Silas, that was an expected emotion to see from his friend.
On the other hand, Nymira had a resolute expression on her face that was almost the complete opposite of Alex’s. Her soft features no longer showed as her eyes narrowed at the people sitting on the elevated platform.
If one were to look into her eyes, they would immediately know that she had killed before. It was obvious. At the same time, the burly woman could not help but widen her eyes the moment she felt the presence of Nymira as she walked into the room. Her eyes moved toward the beer-bellied man on the other side of the table, who was gleefully smiling at her with a knowing expression.
At the same time, the child-looking man and the elderly one in the middle threw a glance at Alex and could not help but smile.
He was so young, yet he had achieved something that not even the royal family’s children, with all their influence and recourses, could achieve.
They might have not had mystic eyes, but they could sense that he was on the brink of breaking through.
The young man grinned and stroked his non-existent beard at the same time. At the same time, the elderly scrawny man looked at Alex with a similar expression. Despite the shock Silas could see in his eyes, it was mostly reserved.
The prominent expression on his face was that of interest.
Finally, the silver-eyed man was looking at Silas. He didn’t even spare a glance at the rest. He was just looking at Silas.
The people around him didn’t see what he was doing since they were engrossed in their own things, but Silas saw it.
The eyes might have been silver in color, but for some reason, it felt more lustrous than anything he had ever seen from anyone before. It felt like his irises were made of diamond, while his pupil was an entrance to the whitest void.
However, there was something Silas caught that he hadn’t seen before.
‘Elf ears?’ Silas thought with a surprised expression.
Despite being on this planet for many years, he hadn’t seen elves before.
“You, my child.” The man in the middle pointed at Alex.
“Yes?” Alex asked with a nervous tone.
“Step forward for your test. There is no need to be nervous. After all, we will not hurt you.” The man spoke with a calming voice. His aura soothed Alex down and made him feel relaxed, and even slightly confident in front of the people before him.
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