Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1182

Chapter 1182 Inner Demons Part 2

"I don’t like that guy." Quylla said. "Actually, I don’t like anyone here. They all treat us like garbage and I don’t think you should trust them. Their Souls Projections are weird."

Souls Projections were no mind-reading, yet thanks to them it was impossible to not notice how everyone in the Dewan village cared for the Rezar way much than it was appropriate.

The way the Soul Projections of the Dewans reached out for Nalrond whenever they saw him could either mean a great affection or a deep greed.

"I noticed it as well." Nalrond nodded. "They despise all of you, even Morok, just because you are outsiders, yet they treated me like a savior ever since we met. Today Kimo brought forward the Light Mastery topic.

"I think that they hoped I would stay here and entrust them my legacy."

"Speaking of legacies, before continuing with our job, there are a few things we would like you to ask Mogar in our stead." Quylla said.

"I know what you are about to say. How to survive Awakening with your violet core and what should Friya do with her life. Is there anything for you, Morok?" Nalrond asked.

"Yes. Ask how to act less of a jerk, because you need it. Do I speak like that as well?" Both men didn’t mince words and meeting his equal had shown Morok how annoying he was. NovelWell.com

"You are worse." The girls said in unison without a shred of hesitation, making the Tyrant slouch.

"Actually, there’s something else that I’d like you to ask as soon as you are done with your personal matters. You are the one putting your life on the line for this so you have the right to question Mogar to your heart content, but in case it accepts only a few questions, my Awakening is not a priority." Quylla said.

"Same here. I’ve already got a lot to think about." Friya looked at her own Soul Projection pondering its significance.

After spending enough time with the members of the Dewan tribe, she had noticed that Projections were supposed to show their owner’s most intense emotion according to their situation.

A hungry child would manifest a Dewan eating sweets, a tired farmer would show themselves resting, whereas what Friya did or how she felt didn’t seem to affect her Projection.

The only thing that changed was the size and the number of the chains it wore.

’If what Nalrond said the day of our arrival is true, then rather than bothering the planet I should work on myself and accept my limits. After all, even Professors Vastor and Marth are nothing compared to Manohar, yet they have good lives.’ Friya thought.

’My only problem with this decision is that it feels more like giving up than reaching inner peace. With my current strength, I’m no match for an elder undead and after all, I went through, I don’t have the thick skin politics require anymore.

’Even if Faluel agrees on letting me go without fulfilling my oath, I still can’t find a single thing I can do that wouldn’t make me feel like a waste of space. Maybe I should go back to the White Griffon academy and become a Professor.’

Then, her eyes fell on Quylla’s Projection, depicting her wearing the deep purple robe of a Magus. It would have been great, if not for the Projection casting spells that turned into snakes that ate her alive amid agonizing silent screams.

’Or not.’ Friya sighed.

"Then what do you want me to ask?" Nalrond looked puzzled. He had noticed how everyone but him seemed to space out every now and then, as if they were trying to listen to a distant voice.