Chapter 300 Why Weren't They Opposing Him?

Toby hesitated, then sat as instructed. Sylas recounted everything—his encounter with Isaac, the events in Esslingen, and how Lydia had cleansed Isaac of his demonic energy.

"…and that's how it happened," Sylas concluded.

Toby leaned back, processing the story. Ray and Max seemed less affected, their expressions calm.

"Well, that's good news," Ray said. "Now his bloodline won't be a problem."

"Exactly. Life sounds like it's been rough for you," Max added, his tone sympathetic.

Ray's reaction reflected his pragmatic nature; as long as Isaac served Sylas loyally, nothing else mattered. Max, likely due to his own past as an assassin, seemed similarly unfazed. In their eyes, Isaac's history was no more damning than their own.

Toby sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "If that's the case, I suppose it's fine."

Isaac let out a relieved breath, wiping the sweat from his brow. It was like watching a nervous recruit pass a test.