Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1103

Chapter 1103 Mistakes and Failures Part 1

Night had warned her agents that Lutia was called "the Graveyard" for a reason. A single mistake could spell death and the light pillar marked the fifth mistake the undead had made in just a few minutes.

Each still standing house was a mistake and things were about to get worse. Until that moment, the red eyes of the undead had been the only light visible for kilometers after Night had darkened the skies with her magic.

Yet now the woods had come to life and countless yellow eyes shone from the darkness of the tree, reflecting the light from the golden pillar.

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Zinya’s house, a few minutes earlier.

Night had patiently waited for the first opportunity when all the households were defenseless, leading the attack herself to make sure that everything went without a hitch.

Yet no plan survived contact with the enemy. Dawn had followed Baba Yaga’s instructions, never sharing with Night that Lith was already bonded to a cursed object.

The Bright Day had also avoided mentioning the Rezar’s existence, assuming that either Lith had killed him or that Nalrond had resumed chasing her in his foolish quest for revenge.

On top of that, Night couldn’t have predicted that night Professor Zogar Vastor would be visiting the Yehval household.

The recent series of events had destroyed the old Professor’s self-confidence, making Vastor think that the White Griffon didn’t need him anymore and that it was time to retire.

Lith becoming an Archmage was the only silver lining in a streak of unlucky years.

First Balkor had killed dozens of his precious students, then Nalear had almost destroyed the White Griffon, causing Yurial’s death and almost leading Quylla on the path of self-destruction.

Every time one of his pupils needed him, Vastor failed them. Such thought had eaten at him from the inside until even his marriage fell apart.

"I’m really sorry for bothering you so often. It’s late so maybe I’d better go." Vastor said, yet his short legs refused to stand up from the chair.

"You never bother me, Professor Vastor. Lutia is a wonderful place, but it’s quite lonely after sundown. Unless my neighbors visit, I spend my evenings alone while the kids play with their pets." Zinya pointed at the huge magical beast curled up in front of the fireplace.

"Please, call me Zogar, or at least just Vastor." Her constant use of honorifics embarrassed him

"I’ll do it only if you stop calling me miss Yehval." Zinya chuckled while covering her children with a blanket.

They had fallen asleep while hugging their fuzzy friends who in turn refused to leave the room until the stranger left.

"That would be inappropriate. I’m old enough to be your father." Vastor looked into the magical beasts’ big, round eyes and saw in them a reproach that actually came only from himself.

"And I’m old enough to hang out with whoever I want, Professor Vastor. Now, would you mind telling me what’s weighing on your heart so much lately or do you prefer more empty chatter?" She said.