Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1148

Chapter 1148 Preparations Part 2

"Heck, I bet that Morok doesn’t even know what a Fringe is." Quylla replied.

"I don’t know and I don’t care." Morok said with an indignant look. "What I know is that one Lith is enough. I’m not letting this pervert alone with Quylla for that long. Everyone knows how this kind of thing goes.

"One man goes on a mission with multiple girls, shit that leads to several life and death situations happens, and before you know it a harem is born."

"How dare you calling me a pervert? We’ve never met before. Besides, the stuff you’re rambling about only happens in cheap bard tales!" Nalrond said.

"Can you look me in the eyes and tell me you never developed feelings for Lith after everything you got through together at the academy?" Morok asked Quylla, ignoring his alleged rival.

"I sort of had a crush on him, but it had nothing to do with danger." Quylla blushed up to her ears.

"Maybe Lith was too much of a gentleman or too young to take advantage of them, but I don’t know nor I trust you. Hence I’m coming along." Morok said.

"Wait, why did you ask Quylla about her feelings while taking for granted that I had a crush on Lith?" Friya managed to not blush yet she almost failed to keep her right foot from hitting Morok’s head.

Almost.

"You two are so edgy that either you’ve been separated at birth or you ’rubbed off’ your attitude on each other. Since you look nothing alike, I’ll go for option number two." Morok said, making Friya wish murder wasn’t against the law.

Tired of hearing such nonsense, Nalrond shapeshifted into his Rezar form.

"Answer my questions. Are you really not aware of Fringes and are you coming just to protect Quylla from me?" Like all Werepeople, Nalrond’s senses were so sharp that they allowed him to perceive even the aura of things like arrays and crystals even while he was in his human form.

Once he turned into his other half, his perceptions could literally smell fear.

"Respectively no and yes." Morok said while looking Nalrond in the eyes and shapeshifting as well, matching his height.

"Leave me here and I’ll ask my master to warp me to your same destination and then I’ll use all the powers of my species to track you down."

’His heartbeat is steady, no drops in the tone of his voice nor hesitation. He’s telling the truth.’ Nalrond thought.

"From a man who’s got nothing left to another, I respect your dedication, but I don’t know nor trust you as well. I’m not bringing with me my own master, why should I let a complete stranger follow me?" He said.

"Because there’s two of them and one of you. If the Undead Courts attack again, a single true mage can’t ward off many undead whereas two got a chance. Or maybe you were planning of running away on your own in the case something bad happens?" Morok said.

Those words made Nalrond join the blushing, but his scales kept it from being noticed. He had actually planned on looking out for number one. The girls, instead, felt powerless, remembering Lith’s words about them being a liability in battle.

Fake mages needed to chant their spells, which meant they couldn’t talk nor use weapons because they also needed to use hand signs, whereas a true mage could do everything with their mind.

On top of that, none of them could use a mind link without their Royal Forgemaster wand, making any kind of silent communication impossible as well.