Chapter 359 Offer

359 Offer

The city was filled with hustle and bustle. News of a challenge to a General of the city had spread like wildfire, not just to the spawned citizens of the System City, but also to the people of Earth who frequented this place. The system announcements of Sylas' feats had shocked them all to the point everyone was scrambling to learn how to replicate what he had done.

Unfortunately, in these days, most hadn't been able to find many clues at all. And those that were able to certainly wouldn't share it. Instead, they kept their awe to themselves, wondering how Sylas had managed to afford such a thing... Until, that is, news of what happened in the Nexus appeared, and everyone began to put two and two together. If Sylas was receiving 10,000 F Coins a day, a total that would only increase with time, then it was no wonder he had been able to do what they could not. Those that understood the path could only grit their teeth and start hoarding their coins. Little did they know that buying property only made you a true citizen, not a Noble. Their path ahead was long, and before they could even try to catch up with Sylas, news of this battle began to spread.

Even more unfortunately for them, because they weren't citizens, most of them ended up locked outside, unable to witness the festivities.

...

Sylas calmly walked down a dark and cold corridor. There were faint sounds of crowd noise in the far-off distance, but it ironically only made one feel more isolated, as though that crowd was just worlds away, and yet at the same time a scene that you didn't want to see... because seeing them would inevitably mean that you would have to put your life on the line. It was an interesting psychological tactic, one that didn't work on Sylas at all.

Sylas' gaze flashed as he noticed a figure ahead of him. He leaned on the wall and gave Sylas a casual glance as though trying to see something. This man was none other than Licirius. Sylas' steps came to a calm stop. He was just about five meters or so from Licirius, and he didn't seem to have any intention of getting any closer.

He didn't say anything, waiting for Licirius to speak.

"Ah, so you're that type," Licirius said with a silent chuckle, pushing himself off the wall. "Cold. Stoic. Logical, I think the word is. That makes things much easier, no? How about you come and work for us?"

Sylas looked at him for a long while.

"Who are you?" Sylas asked.

Licirius smiled. "That's not something I can tell you just yet."

"But you want me to join you?"

"Wouldn't that be for the best? Your little world doesn't have—"

Licirius looked up and then stopped talking. Sylas could see him tense a bit before everything went back to normal.

'Interesting,' Sylas thought. It reminded him of the Taboos of the Madness Key.

"What would I gain for doing something like that?"

There was a rush of light, and the crowd noise hit Sylas like torrential rain. Then, he locked eyes with his opponent and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

He was an enormous man wearing crimson armor and riding on the back of a neighing steed. General Aleen's horse wore similar crimson armor while its coat was a jet black that glistened in the sun.

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[General Aleen (FFF+)]

[Level: 27]

[Physical: 777]

>[Strength: 822]

>[Constitution: 873]

>[Dexterity: 707]

>[Speed: 706]

[Mental: 811]

>[Intelligence: 1362]

>[Wisdom: 871]

>[Charisma: 200]

[Will: 651]

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