Silas spent 2 to 3 days to find all of the people who knew his name and interrogated them to find out if they told anyone about his name. He didn't eat or sleep, mostly because he didn't feel like it at the time. He felt like this many times in the past, but he always felt like resting his mind was important.

Maybe because it was the only thing that made him feel human, despite all the things that he's done.

Despite all the things that he's seen.

Despite all the things he's been blessed with in this world.

But that wasn't the point. He was here to hunt the people who knew about what he had become, and he was slowly gaining more knowledge, not only about himself when he had apparently turned into an eldritch terror, but also about the kingdom.

However, he was thankful for one thing. The people further away from the battlefield had enough time to clear their heads and not tell anyone about what they saw. The people closest to the battlefield didn't have that luxury, despite knowing that they would probably be arrested for many previous crimes, such as murder.

Believe it or not, murder was illegal. Beating someone to a pulp apparently wasn't, and the same thing could be said about slavery, torture, and other crimes that would have been deemed a crime against human rights. 

Though, there seemed to be a few rules implemented to stop people from torturing someone or buying slaves.

Apparently, the use of slave items was strictly banned. These were magic items forged by a forgemaster who would place a runic imprint on a collar, bracelet, or even necklace. They were considered forbidden magic, just like the use of human mana cores in creating weapons or armor.

Though, this didn't mean that slavery was banned. It was just that the use of slave items was strictly forbidden, and could even lead to the execution of one's entire bloodline.

So, essentially, slavery on Gilea went the same way as slavery back on Earth. 

Some rich folk would even buy slaves from the demon continent and bring them over to Egladore in order to relieve their weird fantasies that sent a shiver down the spine of everyone who heard them.

Though, it must be mentioned that even though using slave collars on humans, beastkin, and even elves was a major crime worth execution, humans didn't care when it came to demons or even beasts and monsters they choose to tame.

Nevertheless, Silas wasn't planning on having a slave any time soon. He was actually more worried about him having a slave item planted inside him, rather than the other way around. 

From what he had seen with Greed, slave items didn't work on him, or at least ones of the same strength that Greed used on him. His system told him about it, but his evolution blessing simply fought back against it and the serums she had injected into his body.

However, he could think about that later, because right now, he had something else on his mind.

Standing on a tree in the distance, Silas' burning emerald eyes pierced through the forest's greenery and stared at a woman walking through it.

She seemed to me injured, however, Silas was certain that the injury was quite new.

She had days to heal herself, yet all she was wearing was a bandage that was wrapped around her arm, yet even then, she was bleeding through that as well.

"What are you doing... Jessica." Silas spoke to himself in a low voice.

He had his hood on since he didn't want anyone to see him when he entered the city again. He'd need to get a potion from Archie again to change his hair color since he wasn't too sure if this world had hair dye yet.

Plus, potions were a lot easier to use than hair dye, since potions changed the color of his hair on a genetic level rather than just dying it a certain color.

Silas didn't really understand how it worked since hair was technically dead and therefore probably wouldn't have the ability to change, but this was magic he was talking about. 

Everything was possible with magic, even weird and unexplained hair transformations.

After watching her cross the forest for a while, Silas ran out of patience and jumped down the trees.

She seemed to have immediately heard him, yet by the time she had turned around, he had already dashed forward, turning into a blurry streak before landing a few meters in front of her.

"Who are you..." She immediately asked while taking out a dagger with her unharmed hand.

"Me?" Silas smirked while looking up to show her his blazing emerald eyes.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that question?" He asked before shooting forward.

However, the moment he did, he felt a wave of powerful toki suddenly shoot out from where she stood, creating a large wave of pure mana that pushed him back a few meters.

Jessica didn't waste another second and dashed forward as well, but Silas was more than ready for her.

Seeing her dagger slice toward him, Silas grabbed her wrist with his power and squeezed as hard as he could.

The sound of cracking echoed throughout their location, while a small scream of agony left Jessica's mouth before she forcefully stifled it.

Pulling away the arm at lightning speed, Silas saw her entire body suddenly coat itself in toki before it traveled to her legs.

Before she could even kick him, Silas took a step back and out of her kick range, yet even when she stepped forward in order to try again, Silas did the same thing, as if he knew exactly what she wanted to do.

However, instead of giving up, she kicked at the air anyway.

'Shit.' Silas cursed when he saw a crescent arch of pure toki coming toward him, ripping through the ground and aiming to split him in half.

"You'd think I'd be used to this by now." Silas sighed.

He didn't expect her to have reached the third step of toki. She was a little stronger than he imagined, but he no longer cared.

Opening his mouth, Silas let out a roar that shot mind-rattling sound waves toward the arch and her.

Suddenly, the arch began to destabilize, and Silas took this opportunity without thinking twice.

Flipping over the arch of toki, Silas shot down toward Jessica before landing a drop kick that sent her flying several meters behind her before slamming into a tree.

Without skipping a beat, Silas pressed his right leg forward and moved like a blur, appearing before her in less than a second while stabbing his hand toward her head.

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