Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1189

Chapter 1189 Long Waited Reunion Part 3

’Forgive me, Ripha. I can’t change the past, but I can promise you that I will not let you down again.’ Silvering wiped her tears and studied the tower with Life Vision.

None of its defenses had been activated and most of the energy that the tower absorbed from the ground was focused in a single room.

"Emergency override. Password: Loka, white, legacy, death, Menadion." Lochra sighed in relief when the tower recognized the ancient code and opened its door to her.

Once inside, she made herself both invisible and inaudible, checking the rooms one by one to estimate the threat level of her potential enemies.

’What the heck? How could Menadion’s tower become an Awakened sorority?’ After finding Tista and Phloria, even the other rooms clearly belonged to women.

’Well, the good news is that they are just weak kids. It shouldn’t take much to talk some sense into them. The better news is that being all girls, they shouldn’t have abused of- Oh, crap!’

All of Silverwing’s hopes crumbled into dust when she opened the door to Lith’s room and found Solus sleeping in the same bed as the Wyrmling while hugging him. The steady flow of energy from both Lith and the mana geyser had made Solus assume her humanoid form after she had lost consciousness.

Lochra’s body flared with mana and fury, lighting the room akin to a white sun as the mana waves she released along with her aura made her robe flap as if she was amid a storm.

The sudden light and noise woke up Solus who immediately activated the emergency protocols, ready to smite the intruder before they could take another step. That until the tower core reported to her that Silverwing’s override code had been activated, allowing Solus to recognize her foe.

"Aunt Loka? Is that really you?" She said while Hushing the room and covering Lith’s eyes with a shroud of darkness to not disturb his rest.

Those words stayed Silverwing’s hand and the spell she was about to unleash to kill the sick bastard who had enslaved her sweet, innocent goddaughter.

"Elphyn? Do you still recognize me?" The room plunged back into darkness as she rushed forward, lifting Solus in the air like she was a small child before hugging her and kissing her head over and over.

"Not really. I just read the tower’s log. I’m sorry, but I’ve lost most of my memories. I’ve got no recollection of you or Dad. I barely remember Mom and I’ve no idea who Elphyn is. My name is Solus." She said while escaping from the awkward embrace of the stranger.

"What do you mean, you’ve lost your memories? What did that sicko do to you?" Lochra pointed at the Wyrmling with enough mana in her forefinger to turn the tower into a crater.

"Lith saved my life, that’s what he did." Solus put herself between them. "I’ve waited centuries for someone to find me after Mom’s death. Over time, the tower got so weak that in order to survive, I had to make sacrifices.

"What’s your excuse for forgetting about me until now?" Solus’s eyes brimmed, with rage and with as much mana as she could muster.

Her words hit Silverwing like a fist in the guts, making her realize how crazy she had to appear in Elphyn’s eyes.

"I’m so sorry, Epphy." Lochra lowered her arm, doing her best to hold back the centuries of regrets that were seconds away from making her burst into tears.

"The moment I tried to get in touch with Ripha, her contact rune was already gone. I tried to find the tower, but this damned thing failed me." She showed Solus the Pathfinder and its needle that still spun like a fan.