Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1340

Chapter 1340 - The Prodigals’ Return (Part 4)

"Becoming a father was the last nail in the coffin of the old me." Orpal sighed deeply. "It allowed me to walk a mile in your shoes, Mom. I now understand that no parent would allow anyone to do on their children what I did to Tista and Lith.

"I’ve no excuses for what I did, Dad. I can only admit my faults and pray for your forgiveness."

"Start praying, then." Tista tapped her foot in annoyance at those cheesy words.

"I beg your pardon?" Orpal’s voice was meek, but a spark of fury lit his eyes at such blatant disrespect.

"I pity your child, not you." Tista replied. "I heard a lot of pretty words, but saw no sincerity behind them."

"Tista! How can you say that?" Rena said as the idea of reconnecting with her twin and meeting her sister-in-law filled her heart with hope.

"By using my lips as well as my brain. How can you believe him when every time he apologized, he did it to Mom and Dad? Meln kept as vague about his faults as he did with his success.

"Zekell is a great craftsman and a shameless merchant, yet he doesn’t have a communication amulet nor a dimensional item." Tista pointed at the luxury goods that Orpal so casually flaunted.

Rena had to admit that even with all the business that Zekell made with Lith, he had gone nowhere close to afford a communication amulet since he invested most of the money he earned in his own shop.

"Zekell is a small-time blacksmith who lived his whole life in a small-time village like Lutia. I instead started my career in Homwer, one of the Empire’s most important trading hubs." Orpal replied.

"We exploited the various crises from the monster outbreak to the current war against the undead to expand our business and follow the market. Our turnover grew with each new shop we opened and crafting jewelry did more than allow us to venture into a small risks high reward market.

"It also allowed me to get in touch with people with the money and the will to finance my projects. It’s thanks to them that, once I started riding on top of the wave of conflicts in the Empire, my business never lost momentum and kept growing."

Neither Orpal nor Night were stupid. Before making their comeback, they had prepared an adequate cover story and made sure that even the paperwork was in order.

Orpal owned several smiths that laundered the money from the Undead Courts and even his wife was real. She wasn’t actually pregnant, but she would be, for the right price.

"Bravo, Meln." Lith gave him a round of applause without breaking eye contact, smiling at him with a joy that didn’t extend to his eyes. "There’s just one little tiny hole in your story." _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}

"And what’s that?" Orpal asked.

"The same that plagues the story of Kamila’s parents. Too many details. A good lie has to be kept simple because once a single piece falls apart, the rest quickly follows." Lith stood up as both Orpal and the Retta couple feigned indignation.

Yet they stopped the moment Lith opened the door of his house and let Jirni Ernas in.

"Did you hear everything?" He asked.

"Down to the last word." The Archon waved a quick greeting to the Verhens while never stopping pushing the buttons of the holographic pad of her amulet. "You’ve got a talent for making people talk."