"If she attacks me again, I will kill her." Sylas said without looking back.
Fanelei's heart skipped a beat, but oddly enough, she felt a small bit of warmth when she heard this.
Hoffman sensed the near smile on Fanelei's face and he wanted to find a place to faint. There was exactly nothing romantic about what Sylas had just said, what was wrong with her?
Sylas, though, didn't seem to have noticed. He just strode forward, the group of Analei parting before him. Unlike Leia who had been blinded by fury, they had all seen the lineup following behind Sylas... and they had all contemplated the same thing.
Why were they following behind Sylas?
In the crowd, Malikhi's own son was the most baffled. Ulan didn't exactly have the best record against Sylas, but he had at least been hoping for a good show today.
Watching his father unbothered following after someone else, when he had never known his father to follow after anyone, gave him such a strong bout of cognitive dissonance that he almost passed out too just to avoid having any more sensory input related to it.
By the time he recovered, Sylas had already vanished into their Ancestral home.
...
News of Sylas' arrival to the Analei spread quickly. The key part of the information was the same to everyone. Or rather, two key parts.
First, Nobel was nowhere to be seen.
And second... Sylas was certainly no prisoner.
The reactions to this would decide everything.
...
As the commotion was beginning to stir, Sylas himself didn't seem to be in a rush to do anything. Instead, he asked a question.
"What sort of records do you have?" Sylas asked.
"There isn't much you will find in them." Malikhi replied. "There is the family registry, the record books, and the rule book-the last of which you have already read.
"What I assumed you want is something like a detailed timeline or history, but there is no such thing."
"I'll read the family registry and record books, then."
Malikhi nodded and then looked toward Hoffman.
If Hoffman hadn't witnessed what he had, there would have certainly been some pushback. These didn't seem to be so important, but for the Analei especially, a detailed account of everyone's life and death was even more important than I would be for the other Clans.
It wasn't long before Sylas had them in hand and he went through them swiftly, flipping through the pages as though he didn't have to read at all.
In a few seconds, he had already handed things back to Hoffman.
Hoffman's eye twitched. Their registry was as tall as half the height of a person, and each page was filled with Runes that summarized large amounts of material into small print.
To read it, you would need to unravel the Runes first, read what was inside, close it, and then progress.
Even he couldn't do it that fast, and he was a Legend.
Sylas closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, he began to speak. He listed off one name after another.
"... That is Tier 1."
"Of?" Malikhi asked with a raised brow.
"Of those most likely to betray you." Sylas said, then he began to speak again. "... That is Tier 2."


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