Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Storm (Bonus)

"Was it a coincidence? Sylas felt that that was unlikely.

"What was their disagreement about?"

"I really don't know. All I'm aware of is the fact the government gave Professor Broussard too much power. He's not the leading figure in his field, but no one knows more about this section of the ocean than he does, so in most cases, what he says, goes. I can only assume that there was some dissent in opinion about how to approach this matter, and he didn't take kindly to it..."

Now that the cat was out of the bag, the Sergeant could only be honest. But there was nothing else to say on the matter; this was everything he knew.

"When does the government plan to make a move?" Sylas asked.

Sergeant Cherie hesitated again, but this time, Sylas understood without him even saying anything. It seemed that the government didn't have a plan, or rather, not having a plan was the plan.

The two Portals were obviously in contention. No matter who the City Lord was, it was inevitable that they'd have to deal with a flood of beasts, not just coming toward their city because of their own Portal, but even more coming from the underwater Portal.

Why let either one take advantage of them when they were likely to destroy one another? Obviously, the Sergeant could guess at this too.

Sylas continued to ask the Sergeant questions about the city to the point where the man's head spun. After he was satisfied, he knocked him out again and then vanished. _{fгeewebnovёl.com}

This time, killing the man would do Sylas no good, so he let him live. In fact, letting him live this time might actually benefit him more than harm him. That was because the last string of questions he had asked the Sergeant were nothing more than a misdirection. Even the Sergeant probably couldn't have guessed that Sylas got all the information he needed out of their first five minutes of interaction and only continued for another half hour to lead him down a different trail.

...

Sylas returned to the river.

After this series of questions, he was about 90% sure that the City Lord was Cassarae. He still didn't know what conflict led to Cassarae making such a reckless decision, but right now, Sylas knew he had to make it there.

The question was: How?

Sylas' steps came to a stop in front of a small fishing boat. Compared to the small yachts that dotted the backyards of most of these cottages, it was quite minimalistic, but it was still sleek and quite modern, all things considered.

'Perfect.'

Sylas jumped in and then summoned the Basilisk King. Using the rope that had held the small fishing boat to the cottage, he tied the Basilisk King to the vessel.