Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2265

Sylas' eyes narrowed when he heard the knock on his door. Logically speaking, let alone knocking, no one should even be able to find his room.

The way this hotel was set up was quite fascinating. It was curious. While those on the outside were so open with their sexuality, those on the inside were so much more… Reserved.

The rooms were practically hovering in their own separate laws of spacetime. The only way to make it here was for Sylas to let them to the door or for some sort of admin to be involved.

He hadn't ordered anything and there was no casual room service in a place like this. They weren't mortals any longer, and the usual services didn't work the way one would be used to on Earth.

It just wasn't quite… adding up.

Still, Sylas stayed.

His senses shouldn't have been able to peek through the door, but the ways spacetime limited others no longer applied to him. He found a familiar woman standing there and he paused for a moment.

She stood there patiently, not showing any signs of taking another knock attempt, but she also didn't show any signs of leaving either. It looked like if he planned to make her wait an hour, she would wait an hour. If it was a month, she'd wait a month.

Sylas opened the door.

Cheri smiled. "I didn't expect you to open so quickly. I apologize for the intrusion. Might I ask what your rank in the Grimblade Clan is?"

Honestly, when she queried this question, Cheri expected one of a few responses. It would either be shock or confusion, but there were an endless number of branching paths within these two routes.

Some people used confusion as a defense mechanism, but they were all too easy to read. Asking questions like "what?" or "what did you say?" was too obvious a time wasting and buying measure that only the worst of amateurs would use.

Some people were quite terrible at hiding their shock, so they might just slip up completely. This was especially so when Cheri didn't have a lead up to any of her questions and just outright said what was on her mind.

What she didn't expect was the deadpan look Sylas gazed at her with. His pupils didn't change, his body remained relaxed, his expression was as deadpan as deadpan could be.

It was like he hadn't heard her at all, but she was 100% sure that she had.

Suddenly, she started second guessing herself. Was he not a Grimblade? And if he wasn't, then who was he?

Sylas suddenly snapped a finger and a black feather appeared.

"Do you recognize this?" he asked.

Cheri blinked, not understanding or even expecting the shift in topic. She looked at the feather and frowned.

Just when she was about to shake her head "no," her eyes widened.

"Impossible."

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