Chapter 1218: Go
A maid with skin as ashy grey as Ansla’s helped to fix up Sylas’ collar, standing in a room of lush decorations.
The style of dress for Noble Demons was quite... Victorian. It felt to Sylas like he had been transported back to an era of Earth he had only read about in textbooks, and just barely at that.
Frilly sleeves and colors, breasted vests, thick cotton material, and countless layers. It felt like he was being tightly wound through, one piece after another, the giggling handmaidens scurrying around him like fairies.
But there was a cold indifference to Sylas’ face that made the situation much less fun for them. At the very least, if he was complaining or uncomfortable, they could crack a few jokes themselves.
Sylas, however, was entirely focused on the task at hand.
Tonight was a dinner he hadn’t planned on attending originally. As he expected, his talk with Ansla had borne fruit. The problem, though, was that Ansla truly didn’t have much information. She had been hoping to gain something from the trip to the pillar’s appearance location, but there had, obviously, been nothing to find.
The only people that might have some real, tangible information about what was going on were the Demons here. The Noble Demons.
There was also the main issue as well—that being how to clear this realm and open a gate back to the real world. The clues for how to do that would almost certainly be gathered here as well.
Then there was the thought at the back of Sylas’ mind, still pillaging about much to his lack of amusement.