Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1458

Chapter 1458 - Royal Gala (Part 2)

"Who cares about a bunch of ruins?" Grand Duchess Kolmy replied. "Didn't you hear how the great Manohar got his ass handed to him by Dawn? The same Horseman who Verhen defeated after foiling her plans?

"I'm telling you, the stories about him running away are bogus. I was in Belius during the fight, you can't escape from someone that powerful. I can't wait to see if Manohar throws a tantrum and attacks Verhen out of envy."

"Your story makes no sense. Why would the Royals hide such a feat?" Phalmar asked.

"Because they are keeping him as a secret weapon, you naïve fool." Marquis Xenth chimed in.

"I've got friends in the army who told me that back when the other Horseman, Night, attacked the Verhen Household to avenge her sister, a swarm of monsters appeared from nowhere and kicked her sorry ass to the moon and back.

"According to the official report, the first to arrive on the scene was the seven-eyed demon who helped Verhen back in Othre. Then, even bigger and more powerful creatures arrived to back him up, forcing even Baba Yaga to retreat."

"Exactly." Kolmy nodded. "Verhen is not just an Archmage, but a living army. Even having one of those things at his beck and call is more than most can even dream of. The Royals are probably trying to keep the other Countries from snatching Verhen away."

"Someone is really popular here." Faluel giggled at those baseless outrageous rumors. "By the way, why didn't you bring Tista as your date? You could have watched each other's back."

"First, she and Phloria have been summoned to Court as part of the team that caused Kogaluga's destruction. We decided to come on our own to avoid more pointless rumors about my relationship with Phloria and to avoid getting swarmed.

"The last time I brought Tista to a gala, they surrounded us leaving no way out. Everyone knows that we are siblings so we can't play Tista's usual boyfriend routing without passing for perverts." Lith replied.

The couple arrived in front of the Royals, bending their knee until they received permission to stand up and join the other nobles to the sides of the red carpet.

"God of Healing Krishna Varaja Manohar and his mother, Sitri Manohar." The valet said.

The Mad Professor wore a suit of clothes identical to Lith's but completely white to emphasize his status as the current god of the healing arts.

He was a man in his early thirties, around 1.74 meters (5'9") meters tall with black hair streaked silver all over.

The white of the uniform coupled with his slender build made him look taller while his pained expression made him look like a man who had forfeited his life. His eyes were glued to the small woman walking by his side as if it was a ticking bomb.

Sitri Manohar was a woman in her late fifties, barely 1.52 meters (5') tall, with black hair streaked silver all over and brown eyes. She was even leaner than her son, giving her a frail look.

She wore an elegant yet somber light blue dress that covered even her neck while evening glover hid her arms. Sitri glared at their audience, making the room become appropriately silent.