Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 447

Chapter 447: Will Levels [Bonus]

Sunniva grimaced, but for the most part, after she got over the fact she might have been violated, she leveled a cold glare at Sylas.

The world was different now. If she acted like she would on a civilized Earth and let her emotions rule her, she wouldn't be endearing; she would be a fool.

Well, maybe to the right people she would be. But Sylas certainly wasn't one of them.

The number of women who had suffered such a thing were probably too numerous to count by now, especially since men had been far more likely to do something as stupid as click [Yes] for the Trial.

Rather than crying about it, it would be better if she found a way to survive and make Sylas pay for what happened here today.

"I'm sure I don't need to explain your situation," Sylas began, not minding Sunniva's reaction. His gaze didn't even so much as look away from her eyes. He was entirely focused on reading the changes in her expression in case she did something. As for whether she thought he raped her or not, that was just not his concern. He didn't care what she thought. "Be helpful to me and I can give you a chance to survive. Be the opposite, and I can simply kill you here. The choice will be yours."

Sylas knew that Sunniva was a Ravenclaw, but after seeing the Sylphs attack Bloom and Mark, he had some speculations brewing in his heart.

Plus, there was still that professor that got Cassarae's mother practically banished by the government.

The people of this world, if there were enough benefits on the table, might choose short-term success over long-term stability.

If the Ravenclaws could choose the Sylphs... why could they not choose him? _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}

As expected, Sunniva's gaze flickered momentarily, but it was hard to tell exactly what she was thinking.

"... What do you want to know from me?"

"The exact location of the other checkpoints, for starters."

"I cannot tell you that.

Sylas didn't reply, giving her a level stare.

Sunniva found herself feeling more uncomfortable the longer the silence went on. Usually, Sylas would have said something by now, asking why or pressing her. But he seemed completely content to sit in the silence, so much so that she eventually had to grit her teeth and speak.

"There is no assurance that you'll do as you say. How can I just tell you what you want to know without any assurances?"

"We will sign an agreement."

Sylas' gaze flickered, feeling a bit confused. Didn't they know about signing agreements?

To be fair, he had learned about it from a much more advanced Race, the Sylphs. It failed when he tried it with Nosphaleen, but that was only because she was no longer deemed an equal by the system.