After practicing for a few hours, Silas left the training room and walked toward a certain hall that he went to every now and then.
As he walked into the hall, the eyes of everyone in it fell upon him, but he didn't really care. He didn't find a reason to conceal his presence, so the moment he entered the room, almost everyone felt the natural aura around him.
Some people around the city called it an Apex aura due to how oppressive it felt. Whenever they looked him in the eyes when he wasn't concealing his presence, they would feel like they were looking into the eyes of someone who could easily be considered the apex of all life.
They knew that wasn't true, though. After all, how can a human be the apex of all life? Humans were intelligent, but they were in no way the apex species on Gilea. Even some beast species with much better bloodlines had higher intelligence than most humans, and in this case, not only did these beast species know how to create spells without magic circles, they also knew how to use runes despite clearly not needing them.
'These damn humans. They don't even know how powerful they are.' Silas thought before his eyes darted toward a few beastkin who were also looking at him in awe and shock.
'None of them know how powerful they are.' He thought with slightly narrowed eyes as a tinge of regret formed in his heart.
He understood Gilea's humanity well; however, that wasn't always the case. In a way, he had thought of himself as better than most of the humans around him due to all the bloodlines he had inherited after killing several beasts.
Even when he woke up after destroying a good portion of the misty forest, he was slightly relieved and even excited when he saw that his race had changed into question marks, as if the life equation itself didn't know what the hell he was.
Yet, after much research on humanity through many processes that might have not been entirely legal, his knowledge about humanity increased, and so did his knowledge of all the other humanoid races.
Which was why he felt regret the moment he found out.
'Damnit... Maybe I should have tried to upgrade my humanity race. Maybe evolve it a little? It would take quite a lot of killing, but I'm sure a few chosen humans would have done quite nicely.' Silas thought to himself and walked past everyone around him.
The people within the mercenary hall was filled with all kind of individuals. Many of them were quite young, being only a few years older than Silas' current body. Others were veterans, and with such a status, they took it upon themselves to help the newbies out.
Unlike most cultivation novels back on Earth, the veterans didn't fear the new generation or try to kill them. Hell, veterans weren't even arrogant or anything. They supported newbies, and Silas was quite surprised to see this.
However, one thing that did come to life was the arrogant young masters that Silas used to hear about. When he used to work in a company, some of his colleagues talked about cultivation novels, and he picked up a lot of knowledge on the subject, so he knew what people meant by arrogant young masters.
There weren't a lot of them in Darkless. Still, outside the city, anyone with even a little political power tended to have children with a certain complex that made them think they could do anything and everything they wanted without consequence.
But, even if there were any in Darkless, they wouldn't dare raise their voice at him, let alone talk to him without being spoken to first.
The entire hall parted as Silas walked in. Within a few moments, he was in front of the counter and was looking at the woman behind it. It wasn't Jessica like before when Greed was still in charge of the Greed faction, but instead, it was another girl that Jessica had groomed all by herself.
"I see this place is doing as well as always." Silas smiled at the woman behind the counter.
"With a leader like madam Greed, I would not expect anything less." The woman, who looked like she might have been in her late 20s, chuckled.
She was slightly younger than Jessica, but not by much—maybe one or two years at most.
Within the six years, the Greed faction had regained its former glory, and depending on who you asked, one could even say that the faction was doing even better than when Greed, also known as Gharla, daughter of Estol, was the leader of the faction.
Since Greed was a beastkin, her name was a little weird. They didn't really have last names and were instead referred to by their father's first names if there was a need to distinguish between two different people with the same name or a similar name,
At the same time, referring to them by their father's name usually made it easy for anyone who knew their fathers to connect the dots. Their mother's name didn't refer to them since the beastkins were a very traditional society in Silas' eyes, but he didn't mind that.
All of them learned to fight for themselves, but the women were usually brought up to be more caring or nurturing toward their family members, while the men were brought up to be proud warriors.
Though, despite the women in their society having a softer upbringing, if a person somehow found themselves having threatened the family of a female beastkin, the only thing waiting on the other side would be death.
Though, cultures did tend to change from one tribe to another.
After Silas received the signal from the woman at the counter, he walked toward Jessica's office and saw a man walking out of it with a slightly angry expression.
Silas didn't recognize the man, but he quickly ignored him, walking past him without glancing at him.
In the next moment, he was already inside the office, looking at Jessica, who was looking at the board behind her with an equally annoyed expression.
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