Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1067

Chapter 1067 The Burden of Power Part 1

Unlike most people her age, the Queen was still in her prime. Tyris rejuvenated Sylpha on a regular basis, giving her the vigor and reflexes of a youth in her twenties.

Due to her talent and constant training, the Queen had run out of worthy opponents since a young age. At first, she had resorted to sparring with members of the Queen’s Corps, but after she had become a fake Awakened, they couldn’t keep up with her anymore.

Soon, even the members of the Queen’s Corpse weren’t her match, so she had spent the past thirty years training with Tyris herself. The Guardian used that time to also demand a full report on the Kingdom’s situation. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}

"Why didn’t you settle the matter with Phloria Ernas yet? I gave her my word that her career would not be affected by those disgusting Odi." Tyris’s one-handed ax intercepted the point of Sylpha’s spear, locking it between the blade and the handle.

Then, Tyris almost ripped the spear from Sylpha’s hands with a sudden twist and pull of her weapon.

"I did all I could." Sylpha grunted in the effort of freeing the spear before it was too late.

"The Court is split and each faction has its own priorities. Too many people can’t wait to set foot on Jiera and start a new life. Maybe, if you intervened directly..." The Queen managed to pull back and use the superior range of her weapon to gain the upper hand.

"I would destroy centuries of hard work." Tyris shook her head while sidestepping the quick burst of lunges with minimal effort. "I tasked the Royal family to do it for a reason.

"The Court is always split, but it’s the Royals’ duty to steer it in the right direction. What you ask me to do would require to reveal myself or kill Deirus from the shadows, but that wouldn’t do any good.

"The former would only make people flatter me as it happens with Leegaain and undermine your authority while the latter would turn me into Salaark. I want my Kingdom to thrive because of its people, not because of me."

During each sparring session, the weapon choice would be completely random through a raffle that included even bare-handed fighting.

"The situation is no different from when the civil war loomed over the Country. Don’t you think you could make an exception for once?" Sylpha cursed the spear’s inability to perform anything but piercing attacks.

She had never defeated Tyris, but she had rarely felt so helpless. Too far and the First Queen would simply grab the spear with her bare hands, too close and Sylpha would end up with nothing but a broomstick in her hands and Tyris’s fist in her stomach.

The whole fight was a dance to keep her at a distance while searching for a pattern that the Guardian couldn’t predict.

"It’s completely different. Back then, you didn’t know who was your enemy and who was an ally. Now, instead, you know exactly the who, the why, and the how." Tyris replied.

"Balkor taught the people of the Kingdom more than how to fight the undead, he taught them how to nurture talented youths, no matter their upbringing. Nalear taught the traitors that they can’t trust each other, just like Deirus is showing you the loopholes in our laws.

"If I take him out now, what would change? Someone else would take his place, the Undead Courts would find another disgruntled noble, and history would repeat itself. Challenges will always arise and you can’t just wish them away." Tyris slashed with the ax, cutting the blade off the spear and ending the fight.

"What did you learn from today?"