Lorien was truly taken aback.
She had felt Sylas' scouting Skill before, so she knew firsthand how weak it was. Unless he had a shocking amount of knowledge, there was no way he should be able to recognize that feather.
Identifying that feather was impossible on its face. Even if Sylas got a much more powerful scouting Skill, it would still be impossible. That was because, technically speaking, that feather was the vessel of a D-Grade being.
Unless Sylas somehow had the Aether quantity and quality to cast a D-Grade Scouting Skill, or someone in his corner with such power, that would be impossible.
And if Sylas really did have someone like that in his corner, then would he be struggling so much? Would he be trying to rely on her to find a way out of this mess that he had gotten himself into?
Unless maybe… the D-Grade didn't want to interfere in the matters of this Galaxy too much? That was possible. Likely, even, in the case that this D-Grade really did exist.
But when would they have had the time?
So much had happened that it was easy to forget, but the two of them had only just finished the Progenitor Quest. Sylas didn't have time to go and see a D-Grade to evaluate his feather unless he was just carrying them around everywhere.
But that was even more impossible.
Why else would Lorien take the risk of taking such an item out unless she was absolutely certain that there was no way in hell anyone would recognize it? Even if a D-Grade of this Galaxy's Thryskai appeared, the odds that they would recognize the feather were low.
That was because this feather was from a Demi-God of their Race, while the Thryskai here weren't just the Mortals of their Race, but they weren't even the strongest of the Mortals.
The gap between them and the Demi-Gods was as vast as an ocean. They might as well have been a completely separate Race.
Adding onto that logic, if Sylas had really somehow relied on a D-Grade to do all of this, then this D-Grade would have to be at the level of the Demi-God Thryskai as well.
This wasn't even just a matter of strength versus strength either. Races were fiercely protective of their Genes, so one could imagine how much more protective they were of the rest of what they could pass along.
By virtue of Taboo Bond and its levels, it was clear to Sylas, at least, that Genes were still the tip of the iceberg. Beyond them, there were still Gene Talents, and everything else that came with it.
That feather carried the Blood Essence of the Demi-God Thryskai. Of course it would be as fiercely protected as a Unique Gene, and then some!
Stopping someone from sensing or understanding what it was could only be said to be step one in protecting it properly.
So how in the hell did Sylas know?
The unfathomable image that Sylas was building in her mind practically formed a mountain on her chest.
"I remember using the opportunity to ask a senior about why the Demi-Gods were so powerful, and I can still remember the look on her face. All she said was that when they appear… the world obeys. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
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