However, right now, it seemed like he might not have everyone on his side...
"You ungrateful bastards! How could you speak of your leader like that... After everything he's done for us!" A man with a slightly different armor came into view, his skin beet red as veins bulging all over his face.#
"Oh... It's Grants little dog." One of the men sitting on the side could not help but mutter under his breath, his despite wanting it to go unnoticed, he had said it far too loud for no one to hear it.
'Oh... It's Judgement Knight #32' Silas thought while looking at the incoming man who was steaming with rage.
Silas could remember him from the last time they met. He was essentially Grant's right-hand man. However, he wasn't anything special himself. His armor was a little better than everyone else's, but that was about it. He didn't have anything about him that made him stand out significantly more than others, other than his armor.
"What did you call me?" #32 began stomping toward the man who had muttered under his breath, yet before he could reach him, Seraphina's bulky friend took a step forward, standing in between them and looking the man in the eyes with a disapproving expression.
"Move out of my way." #32 muttered, his teeth chattering against one another at every word spoken by him.
"Make me..." The large man leaned forward. He was much taller than #32... He was at least a foot taller, and due to his massive and muscular physique, made him look like an absolute giant.
"Insect." He muttered while right in front of #32's face.
'Ooo. Darkless guy #2 vs #32. I wonder who'll win.' Silas thought to himself with a hint of excitement.
"It would be nice if you didn't grin so much while those two bicker." Seraphina commented from the side.
"I'm not grinning." Silas crossed his arms as if he was being unfairly accused, yet even he could not help but feel his smile straining on the corner of his lips.
"Are you not going to stop them?" Silas asked.
"You don't have to act like you care about them either." Seraphina rolled her eyes.
"Care, not care. Make your mind up woman!" Silas complained, his voice filled with a hint of annoyance.
"And don't call me that." Seraphina glared at Silas.
"A woman?"
"Yes."
"But that's what you are."
"It's degrading."
"..."
"..."
"I'll be totally honest with you... I don't care." Silas sighed while feeling like he was back on earth again.
All those Social justice warriors really took a toll on his mental health back in those days. There wasn't much complaining after he restored anarchy to the nation, but that was probably because there were more important problems at hand.
'Complacency really is humanity's worst enemy.' Silas sighed before averting his attention away from the glaring woman next to him to the battle that was about to occur.
"Now, now warriors. What's this fuss about?" A voice suddenly came out of one of the alleyways, and when the figure finally stepped out of the shadows to show himself, everyone who saw who had stepped out could not help but narrow their eyes at the person.
Silas narrowed his eyes as well, but not for the same reason as everyone else. He narrowed his eyes because, despite the efforts the man had gone through to hide the fact that he was enraged, it was more than clear to him that it was the case.
Grant stood there with a smile on his face as he walked toward the two.
"Sir! They dared insult you! Let me kill this man on the spot." #32 shouted.
"Kill him? For speaking lies about me? What a preposterous idea." Grant glared at his right-hand man.
"But sir! He spoke wrongly about you! How could I let such a thing slide!" #32 shouted back, yet all he received for his words were a slap to his face.
"Do not spout such stupid words to me. Why would I kill someone for talking bad about me?" At those words, Silas could not help but narrow his eyes further.
There was something about his life force that felt wrong. It wasn't that it was a lie, but it felt like had an intention of sorts.
"The judgement faction would like to change their vote for the next leader." Seraphina suddenly stepped forward before Grant could grab his right-hand man and turn away.
"Is that so? You're free to do that." Grant shrugged as if he didn't care, but this time it wasn't only Silas who could see that he was agitated by the news.
Actually, Silas was a little worried that he would have attacked Seraphina on the spot and possibly killed her. Of course, Silas wouldn't have allowed that to happen. After all, he still needed Seraphina for quite a few things in the future.
She was also one of the only members of the faction that actually did their job, so it would have been more than wise to keep her around
Turning around, Grant grabbed his right-hand man and left while Silas simply returned to his close combat training.
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The day passed quite quickly. After finishing his training with Seraphina, Silas went out for a little bit of hunting before going back home to cultivate for a while.
Archie had given him a pass to leave and come back as he wanted. It was his way of showing his gratitude for Silas helping the rest of the generals to save him, yet Silas didn't really care too much about it.
Sure, it was very convenient when it came to gaining money since he could simply sell the cores he didn't need, but it didn't mean Silas would have simply forgiven Archie for what he had done.
After returning, Silas spoke to Eclipse to learn about how the city was progressing so far before going to his session with Life.
As the days passed, the battle between Silas and Grant was becoming closer and closer.
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