Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1024

Chapter 1024 Dangerous Wishes Part 2

Kallion looked Kortus in the eyes and said:

"Aren’t you tired of being stuck as a Captain at your age? How do you think Lotta built such a quick and brilliant career? Not by risking her life like a moron, but by choosing her battles wisely and her allies even more wisely.

"If a paper-pusher like Berion managed to become a General, imagine what you could do with both the Undead Courts and an Archmage backing you. The secrets of magic they could share with their precious ally."

"Thanks, but no thanks." Kortus replied, making everyone open their eyes wide in surprise. "I’m already at my wit’s end as a Captain. A higher rank would spell disaster for all the poor soldiers under my command.

"I might not be Great Mage material, but I believe in the oath I took to the Kingdom years ago. It’s better to die like a free man after killing two traitors than joining them in disgrace."

"Talk for yourself." Tlea turned her darkness wand against Kortus and shot him at point-blank. "I’m too old and rich to die for something as stupid as an ideal. Great Mage Nuragor, count me in."

She was now pointing both her wand and ring at Wyra, who had never stopped chanting.

"What about you, Wyra?" Kallion said. "I read your file. You graduated from a minor academy and are now forced to follow Friya Ernas in exchange for the crumbs of her knowledge.

"Right now, my soldiers have probably already killed every single member of the Crystal Shield. Your guild is finished and your companions are all dead, but destiny has given you a chance you never had before.

"Join us and tell everyone how valiantly the Crystal Shield fought along their Lord to fight the undead before their untimely death. Once everything is over, you’ll be free to choose your own reward.

"Specializations, a noble title, even eternal life might be yours." Kallion’s words were filled with poison and yet coated by so much honey that it made them alluring.

Wyra Yunja had been born from a humble family, that had put all their hopes and dreams in her once her magical talent had bloomed. Yet Wyra had failed to enroll in one of the six academies, failed in following the Magic Empress footsteps, and even failed to join the Mage Association.

Being a mercenary wasn’t her dream job, only a last-ditch effort to escape from a mediocre life of servitude at the whims of some noble. To not become a loyal dog fed on money rather than just meat.

So far, even that last-ditch effort had proven to be a failure. Wyra had become a vice-head only after Friya had kicked out the guild members from the great academies, and even if she was teaching them her specializations, it wasn’t enough.

Wyra was a slow learner and Friya had to split her time to teach three different specializations, whereas Wyra would need individual lessons to make some real progress.

"Fine. Count me in." She said amid tears.

Just speaking those words made her feel dirty inside.

’If I refuse, they will just kill me. If I accept, at least I’ll have an opportunity to tell the truth to Archon Ernas once we get back to the base.’ Wyra said, not trusting Kallion one bit.

"Excellent." Kallion gave her a smile that had made many hearts pound in the past. "Words are cheap, so I hope you’ll excuse me if I don’t trust your word. I’ll need a demonstration of your loyalty."

At a snap of his fingers, the curtain of the tent opened again, revealing the presence of three prisoners bound and gagged right outside the officers’ quarters. The prisoners were the seconds in command of those that Great Mage Nuragor meant to recruit.