There were a lot of ways Sylas thought this could go. This, however, wasn't on his list.
It was almost amusing.
Honestly, if Nobel was insistent, the only thing he could do was leave. There wasn't much he could do about an A-tier Legend who insisted on imprisoning him.
He was already sharp enough to know that Fanelei would be able to stop things from progressing for long enough for him to do this. But honestly, he had been growing bored of staying home for so long, and that was about the last thing he wanted to have to do.
It was odd. He had spent so long as a normal professor, not doing much of anything but a monotonous daily drone. He had done that for years without issue.
But now he wanted more.
It was addicting to face challenges that took a little bit more of him to clear every time.
"What are you expecting out of this?" Nobel asked. "If you don't kill me, I promise I'll spend the rest of my life making yours a living hell."
