Chapter 364: Memory Merchant

Chapter 364: Memory Merchant



Sylas looked at this message in silence for a long while. It was from Lucius, expectedly. It was respectful, and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with it as well. But Sylas was too intelligent to take it at face value.

Still, his expression didn't change. He calmly closed the message and stepped outside.

The wind hit him, along with a bit of the foul smell of these slums. He looked up into the skies, his expression calm.

'Not yet...'

Sylas began to walk, his thoughts churning. He shed the previous suffocating thoughts and began to think. Something must have happened.

He walked aimlessly through the streets for about half an hour before he understood. Then, he began a new action plan.

...

An hour later, Sylas stood before a shabby shop that had quite a number of guests despite its small size. Making his way through these people was exceptionally easy... because he hardly had to do anything at all.Fôll0w current novÊls o/n n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(c/o/m)

With a snap of his fingers, the city guards moved to his command, and suddenly the entire region was shut down. The merchant didn't even realize what was happening until everyone scattered and Sylas walked in.

[Selvian Guatum]

[Officially Licensed Merchant of Guiz City]

[Level: 7]

[Profession: Memory Merchant (Bronze)]

[Special Talent: Record]

>[Able to record any witnessed memory]

To think he had made so much in just a few hours. It seemed that Sylas' face was worth more than he knew.

Unfortunately, it wasn't in his calculations for his skill to be known so worldwide. But it was also impossible to account for every variable, especially in this world. The difference between the winners and losers would be decided by how they adapt.

"You can record the skills you see?"

Selvian froze again. "You... How..."

The chubby merchant's face went completely pale. Sylas was just casually poking at his weaknesses again and again.

"What is the limit?"

"I... I..."

"Merchant Guatum, I can understand if you're feeling a great deal of fear right now, but my time is precious. If you are useful to me, your life will be guaranteed. You used me to reach your current station, and according to the laws of Guiz City, I could have you executed for using my likeness without my permission, or for recording official military proceedings without permission, or for stealing skills-."

Every charge made Merchant Guatum's heart sink further.

He hadn't broken any laws, he was sure of it. He had read the rule book and knew it like the back of his hand. But sometimes, especially in a world like this one where power reigned so supreme, the objective truth didn't matter. So long as it was close enough to the truth, he would be finished.

Knowing that he was cornered, Selvian fell to his knees.

"I understand! I'll do whatever you need me to do!"

Sylas' gaze narrowed. This was the clearest Selvian's voice had sounded from start to finish. This man wasn't simple by any means, and if Sylas treated him like a careless fool, or worse yet, a coward who was easily coerced by fear, then he might end up being the one on the

losing end eventually.

However, in a battle of wits, even if he would soon be on the other side of the Aether Plane, Sylas would always bet on himself. Plus, very soon, this merchant would come to realize that there was no better umbrella to be under. By the time he had a choice in the matter, he wouldn't want to leave if he was even half as smart as Sylas thought him to be.

For now, though, he would be a pawn under Sylas' thumb. It was the least he could do for all the trouble he put Sylas in.