Chapter 366: Don't Let Me Catch You

Chapter 366: Don't Let Me Catch You



Cassarae frowned when she heard Sylas' words. She didn't expect that he would be returning so soon, but it seemed that it would be inevitable.

"What's with that look?" Sylas asked, observing her face curiously.

Cassarae snorted. "Don't be so full of yourself. I'm worried about that little munchkin. Your antics are going to put her in trouble."

The little munchkin she was referring to was, of course, Sylas' little sister.

Sylas didn't reply immediately, but before he could, Cassarae sighed and apologized.

"Forget I said that. Hurry up and go before anything bad happens."

This was clearly a very difficult situation. She didn't want her current hatred of Sylas to influence her to say anything worse than that. She wasn't exactly the best at controlling her mouth.

"When is your next spawn coming? Soon, right?"

"I have a few in line that I just haven't used. You're supposed to get one spawn for every upgrade, and one 'elite' spawn for every large upgrade. Until now, I've only summoned Maya, Gregory, and five more militiamen. So I have three unused normal summons, and one upcoming."

Sylas nodded. He knew why Cassarae hadn't used them. She wanted a special summon, but she didn't have the money to build the residences they would need.

Maya, for example, needed a specialty building to perform her best. Gregory needed his own office.

Of course, she could just spawn more militiamen, but it felt like a waste since raising the ten she had now was already annoyingly difficult enough.

Most other cities got their warriors by either raising them or conquering other cities. Cassarae had taken this approach because she didn't really have another choice.

The good news was that all her militiamen had the potential to grow into Generals because they were spawns. The bad news was that they were even harder to please because of that, which was why so many of them seemed to almost exclusively follow Gregory's orders now.

Still, Sylas could see the confidence growing between Cassarae's brows. Now that the external troubles had been forced to yield, she could handle the rest.

"Okay," Sylas nodded before continuing, "this is what I've prepared."

He went on to tell Cassarae about Selvian before handing her the Gene Elixir Formula, the Stele Upgrade Crystal and Den, and over 200,000 F coins.

Cassarae was leaking quite a dangerous aura at the moment, one that took Olivia back a bit.

"... Maybe you two nutcases are meant for each other," she mumbled.

Cassarae was about to say something when her eyes widened.

She stood to her feet quickly and slammed her hands on the desk.

"THAT SON OF A BITCH!"

Cassarae's roar was so loud that Sylas heard it even from the basement below. Then, in an unfortunate sight that only he would witness, he actually chuckled.

His heart felt light, and the danger he was about to face didn't seem to faze him in the

slightest.

If he took a step back, fighting it out against that General Aleen was a foolish choice. A Level 27 was far beyond him and he had no business battling it out against such a person. He was lucky that the arena was a confined space, forcing him to remain inside his Domain from start to finish, and by extension, there was less room for him to take full advantage of his Combat

Mount.

Yet, Sylas only remembered feeling the thrill. He had fazed everything out and all that mattered was killing the opponent before him.

If the Grimblades wanted to be that enemy, he would gladly oblige.

Until now, he had killed really only out of a matter of necessity. He wondered what would happen to him if he started to kill out of rage instead...

As for why Cassarae was so mad...

[You have been conferred the Title Baroness]

[You have been conferred the Title Baroness of the Grimblades]

"Don't let me catch you, Sylas Brown! Who the fuck gave you the balls to force me into

marriage?!"