Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2164

"Brother!" the Duchess called out.

The Prince stood there with a frown, looking from the Duchess, then to Sylas, and then to Gogo. He knew that his sister didn't have beast companions, and that wasn't a Demonic Serpentes either, it was one of the real plane.

Could it be his sister was captured? But it didn't seem so. She didn't seem to be very upset or in any distress.

The Prince raised a foot and leapt onto the railing.

"Brother stop!" The Duchess immediately called out. "It's very dangerous! There's an impossible to deal with beam that forms when you cross the barrier of the railing."

The Prince's frown deepened. He stuck a hand out and almost immediately pulled it back, his pupils constricting.

He leapt back from the railing, landing softly on the ground. His jaw set as he watched the beam vanish into the night skies as though it had never been there at all.

He had thought his sister was exaggerating. Her combat sense wasn't exactly the best, though that was probably partially his fault, and that of his father's. However, she was very right.

Had her senses gotten sharper? Or…

The Prince's gaze landed on Sylas who wasn't even really looking at him at all. Sylas' gaze was focused on the stone, at least that was what it seemed like. But in reality, Sylas was looking through it as well, as though even the stone itself was beneath his notice.

It was like the Prince was completely beneath his notice.

There was a flicker of distaste in the Prince's eyes, but he didn't want to say anything that would upset the man too much because he couldn't get to his sister right now. Even though none of this made any sense, he held his tongue.

Why would a human be helping a demon? And why would his sister be so okay with it?

Her combat sense was lacking, but his sister wasn't naive, and she was especially not naive to her own beauty.

But it could also be a situation where his sister knew her combat strength was too lacking to do anything, so she just went along with what Sylas wanted.

As the Prince expected, the Duchess was sharp, and she could tell what her brother was probably thinking. But she couldn't just come right out and say that Sylas was her husband. If anything, that would probably make things worse.

The Prince would definitely assume the worst if she said that, and might even try to force his way over. If that happened, then it would mean her brother's death, and she refused to be responsible for that.

So, much like her brother, she could only hold her tongue, only communicating with her eyes that she was fine.

But that only left the Prince feeling more uneasy and her feeling more frustrated.

Seemingly oblivious to all of this, Sylas just stood in silence, his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze cold, and whatever smoldering anxiousness he had had within him seemingly a thing of the past.

He cared not for it.

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