Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1390

Chapter 1390 - High-Master (Part 2)

"Don’t worry, Lutia is safe. Mirim is taking good care of your family. Before I go, take this since I don’t need it anymore." Vastor handed a piece of paper to Lith that he put inside Soluspedia.

It contained the instructions to use the Master’s device embedded inside the violet crystal and study the orc shaman’s technique.

"Consider it a gesture of my good faith. Xenagrosh really likes you and spending some time together would make her happy. Don’t be a jerk like you’ve always been with me and don’t call her only when you need something." Vastor said with a chuckle, turning around to leave.

"Wait, this doesn’t make sense." This time it was Baba Yaga stopping him. "My children would never do such a foolish thing. All of those cities are more than strong enough to kick their collective asses, let alone one of them at a time."

"Do you want to hear the screams of the soldiers in real-time? I’ve no reason to lie to you, Red Mother." The Master said with a scoff.

"I believe you. I was just warning you that my Hors.e.m.e.n would never be so stupid as to attempt a raid without their steeds." Baba Yaga took her miniaturized Hut out of one of her pockets, growing its size enough to look inside of it.

"I was right. Those damn fools dared to take them without my permission. I need to leave, now!" Over the centuries, the Firstborns had rarely seen their mother panic so her distress covered them in a cold sweat.

"What do you mean, warn me? There are no records of steeds. On top of that, why should I care for a couple of horses?" Despite his bold words, Vastor’s face was stone cold.

"I didn’t call them my Hors.e.m.e.n just because that word has a nice ring to it. Of course they have steeds. While my Firstborns are free to spread my children over Mogar, the Hors.e.m.e.n have a higher purpose.

"They are my right hands, my lab assistants, or as you Emperor Beasts call them, my Harbingers." Baba Yaga said.

"Nonsense!" Scarlett roared. "Only the offspring of a Guardian can produce a Harbinger and no one ever had three at the same time."

"It was just a metaphor." Baba Yaga shook her head. "I gave them more knowledge than I did to anyone else. I shared with them more than just my blood, I also gave them my expertise and resources."

"Please, enough with the riddles and get straight to the point." Having to deal with both Night and Dawn, Lith’s worry grew worse than anyone else’s.

"Their steeds are not mere animals. They are made out of the purest white crystals and shaped like a horse. They are the Hors.e.m.e.n’s own mage towers." With those two last words, everything changed forever.

***

Distar Marquisate, Distar Household, that very moment.

Marchioness Distar was having the worst night of her life. Sunrise would either put an end to it or just make her transition into the worst day of her life as well. As the Lord Commander of the Queen’s Corps and the Corpse, she had never been so busy.

Mirim had to mobilize the troops from both corps whenever it was necessary, splitting the workforce and the Royal Fortress armor to maximize the odds of success of each group.

She couldn’t give one even to Manohar. The Royal Fortress armor was best suited for less powerful and talented mages that needed all the help they could get. Yet since failure wasn’t an option, she had given him the next best thing.

"Farg, how is it going there?" The Marchioness asked through the amulet.

"Awful. Night is stronger than ever and the city arrays put us barely on par with her army. I need reinforcements ASAP!" Farg replied from Vesta.

"And I want Tyris to make more than seven Awakened. We don’t always get what we want. Vastor should be there any minute now." Mirim said.