Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 844

The clink of metal and rattling chains filled the air. Then came the slow trot of steps.

Sylas had never personally been here before, but he knew enough about it. It was one of the facilities that every city had to create at some point or another, one of the mandatory buildings that needed constructing.

A Dungeon.

There weren’t many prisoners in this place, mostly just petty criminals caught by the sparse police force of Castle Main. However, there was one particular criminal here who was the reason Sylas had come in the first place.

Professor Vesta Fembroise.

The situation with the Professor had been more than a little… awkward, to say the least. Well, it wasn’t too bad for Sylas himself, but Cassarae had mentioned it more than once, and it got a bit out of hand after his mother began to mention it as well.

The first time his mother complained about the situation, it was because he had been bringing her around naked. Honestly speaking, Sylas couldn’t blame her too much for that; it was a bad look. He hadn’t really cared about the optics much back then, especially since he was quite frustrated with the situation as well, but he could see his mother’s point of view.

Given how things had progressed, she was only proven more correct.

Even though Sylas knew that this was the final Summoning they would get, he still thought they would have more time. He didn’t expect the final phase to begin so suddenly.

Back then, he thought he would have a lot more time to grow stronger and make it so that things like reputation and the like were far less meaningful.

But now, what were the odds that the people of Earth would listen to the words of a man who had been swinging around a naked middle-aged woman like a meat shield?

This time, though, the complaints of his mother were very different, and were actually related not to the Professor directly but rather to her family.

Vesta’s husband and son were here, and though his parents couldn’t be said to be very good at adapting to this new world, what they were good at was slipping into the roles they had grown used to back on Earth.

His parents were ultimately a pair of businesspeople. Their business acumen was sharp, but their interpersonal skills were probably their best assets. So, it wasn’t too much of a surprise that they ingratiated themselves well with the people living in the City Lord Mansion…

Whether that was Morgan, or the Twin Moon Healers, or, in this case… the Fembroise family.

As one might expect, Isolde wasn’t too happy with the situation. The Fembroise family, rightfully so, felt like they were constantly on pins and needles. They didn’t know exactly what had happened to Vesta, but they had inklings, and that was enough to breed discomfort.

Maybe if there was an end in sight for Professor Fembroise’s detainment, it would have been different. But when, every time Mr. Fembroise asked for his wife, they could only give him a vague answer, it was bound to raise tension.

When the City Lord Mansion also had several other parties whose loyalties weren’t exactly etched in stone, this caused emotions to fester and eventually turn for the worst.

So… with what seemed like only a small amount of time before the world went to shit, Sylas chose to do something to place his mother’s mind at ease.