Genetic Ascension

Chapter 746: NEW

Chapter 746: NEW



Cassarae fell into silence, allowing a long pause to linger in the air before she finally spoke again.

"Alright. Tell me if you need anything."

"What Tasia's already done is likely enough."

"Are you the one who sent her to me?"

"No. But I know that she wouldn't miss this opportunity. And judging by your answer, it seems that I'm right."

Cassarae rolled her eyes, but she had no way to refute.

In the past, she had been able to keep up with Sylas' banter at least to some extent, but these days, she found herself on the losing end more and more often.

She wondered if that was because of his stats or if it was because he was just becoming more famous.

"Since you're so smart, tell me what she's already done."

Sylas' lip curled into the slightest of smiles.

"It's not about what she's done. It's about her presence alone. It is enough for me to gain the opening I need."

"She's only been here for a bit over three days now, if I include the time you were out."

"That's enough. In fact, if there was more time, it would have the reverse effect."

Without saying much else, Sylas took a step and vanished into the corridors of the City Lord Mansion, his thoughts only known to himself.

Cassarae shook her head. This insufferable bastard was lucky she trusted him.

"How did I end up like a pitiful housewife. This won't do. I'll have to get his mother on my side. That'll set him straight."

There was no one in this world that could put Sylas on a straight and narrow path aside from his mother.

Neither his grandfather nor father ever scolded him, mostly because he was such a model child that he never had need for such things.

His mother, however, seemed like an exceptionally nice woman-and that she was-but Sylas knew that of his relatives, she was probably the most demanding.

In fact... much of his strict, rigorous adherence to discipline didn't come from watching his grandfather's workouts or watching his father's work ethic. It was from his mother drilling him to be the best that he could be.

Of course... even then it wasn't necessarily enough. Otherwise, Sylas would have accomplished more than just becoming a tenured Professor.

That said, when his mother's wishes most aligned with Sylas' goal, that was when her words were the most potent.

Cassarae grinned. Wasn't Sylas' goal to get into her pants? His mother had always had a fondness for her because their personalities were very similar.

Although Isolde wasn't nearly as crude with her language, their hearts were colored the same.

>[Strength: 999]

>[Constitution: 999]

>[Dexterity: 999]

>[Speed: 999]

[Mental: 1999]

>[Intelligence: 1999]

>[Wisdom: 1999]

>[Charisma: 1999]

[Will: 999]

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[Skills]

[>Projected Shift] [>Dreamy Pupils]

[>Double Vision]

[>Charm Veil]

[>Charm Pulse]

[>Glide]

[>Charm Counter]

[>Mesmeryx Fog] (NEW!!!)

[Gene Talents]

[>Compelling Gaze]

[>Siren's Call]

[>Mesmeryx Mimic] (NEW!!!)

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[Comprehensions]

[>Mesmeryx Totem]

A glint lit in Sylas' eyes. It seemed the answer to that question was yes.