The lap was completely white. The walls were made out of an extremely tough metal that, even with his full strength and hammer, couldn't even dent.
The glass was extremely tough, too, close to unbreakable even when he tried his hardest to break it. He could fracture it at most, but it never went more than that.
However, he understood that, despite how powerful the metals and glass seemed, it must have also been the work of runes. However, even until now, he couldn't find a single rune.
When he looked back at Silas, he had expected to see him with widened eyes, looking at everything around him as if he had landed in a completely new world. That's what he had done, so why wouldn't Silas do the same?
"I mean... It's a pretty cool lap... It's a little small though, don't you think?" Silas asked.
"..."
"..."
'He doesn't know what he's looking at.' Virack reasoned with himself in order to maintain his sanity.
He had just shown Silas one of his most prized possessions, and he dared call it small!?
'How dare he!'
increasing his pace, Virack quickly walked to one of the large white tables in the room and placed the unfolded blueprint on it, and when his eyes finally got a good view of it, he couldn't help but take a step back.
"Are you sure you're not a blacksmith? This is... Amazing!" He exclaimed, completely forgetting about the anger he was holding onto just a few seconds earlier.
The blueprint showed an armor similar to the one Silas had received when he became Judgement. However, there were a lot of differences too.
"To break done and rebuild this armor so much... I'd be destroying an very valuable relic." Virack tried to argue.
"And creating a more powerful one." Silas explained while looking to the side at a certain screen that had been bugging him for a while now.
[Your connection to the armor 'Sentinal' has increased]
[Armor compatibility: 4% ---> 4.5%]
The screen was slightly getting on his nerves, and he still didn't know why.
However, the moment he had seen that screen, a thought had come to his mind.
When he had killed Greed, he hadn't taken any of her armor, but he had taken 2 things—the mana cores attached to the armor and her monocle.
Her monocle could inspect items and tell a person what a thing was and its capabilities.
However, that didn't matter right now.
What he did was the feeling he got when he connected to the armor.
At first, he tried using the monocle to understand the feeling; however, when he got home and looked inside a certain pouch, he got the surface again.
For some reason, the armor was crying out for the crystals he had gotten from Greed.
No... It wasn't the armor that was crying out for the crystals, but it was the orb connected to the chest piece.
However, it didn't want the mana core itself. It wanted something more.
It wanted to evolve.
And that's when he got the message from the life equation.
And once he understood that he needed to evolve the armor, he also understood that he only knew two ways to do that.
First, he must change the armor to make it more closely aligned to his body and core...
And secondly, he would need to finally fully connect the orb within the armor to the armor itself...
Because in the end, the only reason so many people throughout the history of this armor hadn't been capable of connecting to it fully was not only because they were not worthy, but also because whoever created the armor had never truly connected the armor and the orb.
'The orb is telling me what it wants through the armor...
And if it helps me get stronger, I'll do anything it takes to help it reach its goal.' Silas thought with a grim expression.
"Will you do it?" Silas asked while glancing at Virack.
"Uhm..." He looked at the blueprint for another moment before sighing.
"This will cost you heavily, you know that?" He asked.
He couldn't let such an opportunity pass.
The armor he saw in the blueprints was only half designed. Virack could clearly see that Silas' lack of knowledge around runes had limited his design, but he could add to it.
If his instincts were right, he was certain that the end product would be like nothing they had ever seen before. So, in the end... he chose to agree.
"Then, we have a deal." Silas extended his hand toward Virack, and Virack shook it with a look of slight shame on his face.
"We'll be working quite closely in the near future it seems." Silas remarked before leaving through the staircase.
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"Game..." A feminine voice called out for Silas as he entered the Judgement branch of the city.
"What's wrong?" Silas asked.
He already knew that about 50% would leave the faction from his estimations. It made sense. It would finally dawn upon some of them that they'd have to eventually work, and when that happened, they'd leave their armors in the lounge area and probably leave to find another faction.
Sure, many of them supported his rise to power. However, that didn't mean they'd support him later. There were also many fans of Grant, so some of them would leave too.
"I-I need to show you something." Seraphina awkwardly scratched right arm while looking away from Silas.
'Hm... Maybe more people left than I thought?' Silas thought to himself, but followed Seraphina regardless.
However, when he came close to the lounge, his mystic eyes had already told him what he'd see the moment he went through those doors.
Yet, before he could even get there...
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