Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1019  Hear

The woman was rendered speechless; even the Inspector paused for a moment, looking at Sylas as though he couldn't believe his boldness. He had already felt that there was something odd about Sylas when he first picked him up, but he had already warned Sylas that whatever cache he thought he had in his galaxy wasn't really worth much at all here.

What the Inspector didn't expect was for the woman behind the desk to take interest in Sylas almost immediately. But he expected even less for Sylas to take such an… unconventional approach.

While it was the case that the woman seemed to be just a receptionist, this was far from the case. There was a very good reason why there was only one person here, manning so many formations and even having the details to a mission that an Inspector was on.

Inspectors were one half of the Golden Grove, but that half was divided into two more halves. Or more accurately, it was more of a 95/5 situation, where 95% of the Inspectors were boots on the ground and brutes, while the other 5% were exactly like this woman.

Inspectors like the man were known as Enforcers, while Inspectors like the woman were known as Guardians.

Guardians had large segments of Inspectors that they looked over, and they were all Rune Masters with exceptionally powerful Wills capable of not only processing a large amount of information, but also disseminating that information in a quick and effective manner.

The other half of the Golden Grove Guild, the half that focused on money making and things of the like, didn't have such clear dividing lines. But they often had their own Guardians overseeing things as well.

Merchants weren't necessarily good at processing large amounts of information. Usually, they were more like the Memory Merchant that Sylas had found in the Guiz System City. They had special abilities that helped them to find or produce valuable products, but they couldn't necessarily maximize those profits without a support system of their own.

In this case, it could be said that Guardians often played important roles on both sides of the aisle, and if the Inspectors were the backbone of the guild, then Guardians were the backbone of said backbone, the very chemical structure that made up the bones themselves and not only gave them rigidity, but also flexibility.

So when the woman laid eyes on Sylas, she saw further than the Inspector did. And after one interaction, she saw through many oddities in a single instant of time.

Oddities that made Sylas an obvious candidate for Guardian training.

From Sylas' response, it was clear that he not only had the demeanor of a Guardian, but the flexible thinking of one too. It took quite the madman to purposely break the law of the guild enough to have him sent here.

By this point, Lorien seemed to have finally regained her bearings. It wasn't easy to be teleported such large distances.

Often, there was a time dilation to make it feel shorter than the travel was. And then there was the constant ebb and flow of space and the changes to it that one had to consider as well. It truly made everything feel like a nightmare.

For those that hadn't had at least several hundred travels under their belt, it was a very tall task to come out in peak condition.

And this was the second reason the woman was so shocked by Sylas. Why was he fine?

There was only one possible explanation for this.

Time and Space affinity. Not just any time and space affinity, but one that was rooted in his Will itself. Likely even a Will Ability.

Sylas had no idea that just reacting as though he was fine after a mere teleportation would put him into this state. He had been teleported to various places several times before—even long before he got his hands on his Progenitor Flame Abilities—and he had never experienced this at all.

What Sylas didn't know was that there was a very big difference between teleportation managed by the system and teleportation managed by intelligent beings. Not only this, but there was a very large gap between the distances he was dealing with back then and the ones that he was dealing with now.

Those distances in the past were merely leaps across star systems and the like at best. It was all within the same network of stars and under the same system umbrella.

But in this case, he had jumped from one galaxy, not to an adjacent galaxy, but several galaxies away. Not only this, but it had been done through a teleportation platform tuned for the use of D-Grades and didn't really take the plight of F-Grades into account at all. After all, it was the personal hub of Inspectors.

Who would care whether a criminal was comfortable or not?

As such, while it wouldn't lead to death, the speed of the teleportation was much faster than normal by a substantial margin. Otherwise, Lorien wouldn't have been out of it for so long.

The more the woman sat there in silence and thought through these things, the more she felt like she had truly stumbled onto something great.

Suddenly, she stood up.

"He's perfect."

The Inspector's lip twitched. "What are you—?"

His eyes widened.

"You can't possibly mean?"

"He's perfect." She repeated.

"He's a criminal."

"Who cares about crimes when you're talented. Shut up for a second, and uncuff him. Wait, don't uncuff him, he'll get cocky."

"He can literally hear you, Megean."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. You have another mission. I've already sent it to your docket. Chop chop, I have things to do. You, kid, you're coming with me."

When she stood, the thickness of her glasses reduced by a great deal, and the lower half—a majestic white steed—became her hips and legs.

"Oh, right, I forgot."

The legs began to vanish, and the Inspector hurried to slap his palms over his eyes.

Sylas didn't know what was happening, and even if he did, he would never restrict his vision in enemy territory. So he just stood there looking forward as the woman grew a horn from her forehead and presented the lower half of a normal human female completely in the nude.