On the other side of the continent, Silas' white-haired figure could be seen walking down a fairly busy road. Many people looked at him and bowed, while others, especially the younger ones, looked at him in awe.
Some looked at him with a semblance of fear in their eyes, but they were usually criminals in the first place, so to Silas, it didn't matter.
Silas didn't really care about them. Even if they were criminals, unless someone witnessed them committing a crime against one of Darkless' laws, he wouldn't do anything against them.
He could see their souls and knew if it was tainted or not with the blood of others. At his current level, that was about the most he could do. He had theorized that he would be able to see much more once he broke through to the sapphire core, but until then, he would have to do with his current mystic eyes.
However, despite his lack of satisfaction, his mystic eyes were not as bad as they used to be.
