Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1355

Chapter 1355 - Parents and Gifts (Part 1)

"A pet?" Lith’s voice was a barely intelligible growl of fury.

The memory of Kamila’s tenderness on the night of Lark’s death, of the injuries she had sustained just to stay close to him, made Qisal’s words unforgivable.

"Yes, a pet." The Wyvern nodded and sipped his wine as if they were having a pleasant conversation. "Something you’re fond of but that you’re bound to outlive so once they die you grieve them for a couple of days and then move on to the next one. _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}

"Don’t tell me that you’re actually planning to use it for more than fun?" Qisal chuckled at Lith’s furious expression and at his five eyes brimming with five different colors, wondering what their secret was.

Lith tried to remain calm, but fire gurgled from his throat with every word he spoke and the energy within his eyes made them shine like precious gems as it begged to be released.

"That I’m not sure of. What I know, however, is that all of my pets are worthier than a lizzie." Lith said in a small burst of flames that evaporated his drink and glass alike.

"What did you say?" Now it was Qisal’s turn to lose his cool. That word was a taboo for the Wyvern’s species.

"You heard me, lizzie. Your brother Gadorf had the gall to call himself a Dragon and filled his slave house with gold, but he was nothing more than an overgrown lizard with an inferiority complex." Lith reveled in the fury twisting Qisal’s and Xedros’s faces.

’Dealing low blows is a game two can play.’ He thought.

"How dare you!" Qisal tried to assault Lith, but the members of both the Dragon and the Phoenix bloodline easily restrained him, forcing him on his knees.

"You think you can insult others and then you can’t take a taste of your own medicine? How pathetic." Lith clicked his tongue, looking down on his opponent.

Qisal had envisioned exactly for that scenario, but their roles had been reversed. He was supposed to be the one looking down to a humiliated opponent.

"You arrogant whelp. You didn’t just offend me with your words, but the entire Wyvern species. You spat on your own family." Qisal chuckled as another plan took form in his mind.

He regained his calm and ceased struggling until the other Emperor Beasts released him. Now that he was back on his feet, the Wyvern towered over the puny Wyrmling.

"Cry me a river." Lith shrugged. "As I already said, I have plenty of relatives whose death would make me happy. I’ll just add Wyverns to the list."

"That’s not so easy, you fool. I demand satisfaction and invoke my right to a Spirit Duel!" Qisal said as his body suddenly brimmed with emerald green energy.

"Bring it on, sucker." War appeared between Lith’s hands in a burst of emerald flames, twisting and pulling its blood sheath like a man trying to get rid of a straightjacket.

There was no point hiding the existence of his omni pocket since Xedros knew about it and he was likely to spread the word now that their relationship had gone sour.

"Make me feel it. Make me feel alive again!" War’s seals and latches clicked furiously, forming intelligible words that made silence befall the entire Council Hall.

Even the old monsters who had been commenting on the children’s squabble and making bets on it were now too surprised to keep talking.

’F.u.c.k you, Father.’ They all thought in unison. ’You never bestowed one even on the Father of all Wyverns yet you gave it to a half-blood?’

’Find everything about Orion Ernas, Sinmara. I want it yesterday.’ Salaark said to her right-hand woman, a stunning redhead in a scarlet dress.