Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1266

Chapter 1266: Personal Tailor

Sylas stepped out of his room with a calm expression. His robes were no longer torn, but instead a pressed black with golden embroidery. Honestly, he would have preferred to wear the sort of business casual clothing he loved so much back on Earth, but there wasn’t exactly a simple way to source that stuff out here. So this would have to do.

He didn’t make it very far, though, before he was stopped by not just one, but two women.

They were both expected by him, but one much more than the other. The less expected of the two was actually Lorien. He had left her here to her own devices, and considering her certain proclivities, though they did have a contract, he assumed that she would be doing her best to stay as far away from him for as long as possible.

The second was Megean, the more expected of the two. She stood there in silence, her head lowered, seemingly not in a very chatty mood. From what he knew of her, she was quite a social person, but she hadn’t had it in her to stir up a conversation with Lorien, who was a bundle of unexpected nerves right now.

Sylas paused, gazed at the two, and, losing patience with the fact neither spoke, he turned to leave.

Megean reacted first, snapping out of her trance. She registered the door opening a bit late and rushed forward to stop Sylas.

"Yes?" Sylas asked calmly.

"I..." Megean shook her head. "I wanted to say thank you. But... is there really no chance that...?"

"I’d let your grandfather go? No."

Megean lowered her head further. She knew how this world worked. If before Sylas wasn’t willing to, then right now he certainly wouldn’t be after he had risked his life to retrieve her.

"But..."

"If you want to say that I gained from entering your Golden Grove’s Secret Realm, that’s true. But this won’t change things."

He didn’t have the time to wait for Megean to wade through her words. It was about time he went off to the Beast Warlord Sanctum, and he had several timelines working in his mind right now.

First was Earth’s own integration into the wider system. Second was the Milky Way’s upgrade as well. Once those two things were completed, they would certainly be in danger.

There was also Cassarae and her stint with the Petals of the Seeing Thorn that he had to be wary of, and as though all of that wasn’t bad enough, there was still Alex’s fuck-up to clean up after.

He didn’t know when Alex’s selfish choice would come to roost, but that made his limited time situation even more pressing.

Megean took a breath and looked up to meet Sylas’ eyes.

"I understand. Then, how can I repay you? I won’t ask you to release my grandfather again, but I only hope that the tasks you give him at least have a good chance of survival..."

"A pawn that dies too early or too easily would be a wasted pawn."

Megean clenched her teeth, not liking the way Sylas spoke of her grandfather, but she still understood it to be true. At the very least, underneath the detached chill, Sylas was saying that he wouldn’t easily go and get the one C-tier he could fully control killed just because.

She lowered her head again.

"There’s someone soon to join the Petals of the Seeing Thorn, or rather already has. My wife, Cassarae Grimblade. You’ll go and support her." Sylas looked up to Lorien. "As will you."

After Sylas said this, he directly left.

Lorien’s mouth opened as though she wanted to say something, but her words were inevitably caught in her throat.

Sighing, she shook her head. Maybe this was another opportunity too.

Given the situation Sylas had thrown the Milky Way into, the Thryskai no longer had the care to suppress her Myst Clan. They were bottom feeders to begin with.

Sylas looked over with a flicker in his eyes. "... Do you have a suggestion?" freewebnøvel_com

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