Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1139

Chapter 1139 Odd Neighbors Part 1

"I think that it’s a shame you can’t become an Awakened because you’re born for magical research. I’m thrilled at the idea of what you could achieve if you had the long life and the access to the seventh element that only Awakened have. I hope that the Fringe can give you this chance." Nalrond said.

"Also, I respect you and your sister for keeping all of Lith’s secrets even though you’d have a lot to gain from doing otherwise. I’m taking a leap of faith in the hope you two will do the same for me."

"Well, our Nalrond sure is full of surprises." Faluel clapped her hands, drawing their attention on her.

"I approve of your idea. Friya, I understand that your life has not been easy, but you’ve been too lucky to be as lost as you are and have so little faith in yourself. Maybe you’ll be as lucky as my grandmother and you’ll find what you need in the Fringe.

"Quylla, I agree with Nalrond. You deserve a chance at Awakening. Yet I hope that even if it turns out to be impossible, you’ll not consider becoming an undead. I can’t argue with the power of Liches, but I think they are those who lose most of themselves in the process.

"Splitting your soul doesn’t just give you immortality, it also means to put away a part of yourself in a place where no one, not even you, can ever find it again. If you decide to make this trip, let me know and I’ll arrange your departure for tomorrow morning.

"I advise you to get a good night’s sleep and then to put your business in order before you leave. I’m sure that having a guide helps, but Fringes are dangerous places and unlike Nalrond, you’ll be unwanted guests."

"Faluel is right." Nalrond nodded. "I can get you in, but Mogar might treat you as intruders."

"Just one question. Did Acala reach the Fringe on his own?" Friya asked.

"Yes. It’s one of the reasons why we trusted him. We thought that Mogar had recognized him as our kindred spirit as it had always happened in the past."

"Well, that means that either Mogar fucked up big time with him or that maybe your people and Dawn are not so different." Friya said.

"What?" Nalrond clenched his jaw and fists, feeling as if those words tainted the memories he had of his village.

"Think about it." Friya’s voice held no malice, just cold reasoning. "You belong to a hybrid race who wants to become whole by harmonizing your human and beast essence, correct?"

"Correct."

"The same can be said for Dawn. She wants to erase the undead’s weakness to sunlight and to do it, she needed a partner. By merging with Acala, they became a hybrid as well. Not like Lith, but like you and Solus." Friya said.

"You’re right. Solus told me that with her mana sense she could perceive two cores in their body. Acala’s mana core and Dawn’s power core." The edge in his voice disappeared as Nalrond understood her reasoning.

"Exactly. My point is that they merged into a human-artifact hybrid whose goal is to reach perfection. If I’m right, then the key to a Horseman’s task may lay in harmonizing the host’s essence with Dawn’s. Maybe Baba Yaga is right.