Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1485

Chapter 1485 A Monster’s Plan Part 1

"I staged that show during the funeral, mocking you to make your blood boil and even letting that dumb beast beat me around to give you a false sense of security!" Deirus ripped Jirni’s hood and was disappointed discovering that she had no hair to pull.

"Pity. I always loved your hair and I would have loved even more ripping it off your scalp." He sighed. "As for your other question, Zavra wasn’t the only one who can strike a deal with a Horseman!"

A black prism appeared from Deirus’s chest, its perfection framed like a work of art amid the blue of his robe.

"I’m alive because I’m not human anymore. At least not completely. I’m what the undead call a thrall I believe." Velan punched Jirni hard in the face, breaking her nose and veiling her eyes with involuntary tears.

"After losing her dumb siblings, that dumb broad of Night is desperate for resources and allies. I’ve got nothing left in this fucking Kingdom so I’m going to join her immortal army. Worst case scenario, I’ll die bringing a lot of people with me.

"Best case scenario, we win and I’ll piss on your grave every day from now until the sun stops rising." Archmage Deirus proceeded to break her fingers one by one, yet Jirni didn’t beg nor did she shed a single tear.

"Do you know what’s the best part of all of this? After killing you, your corpse and your precious killing instruments are the proof I need to report the Ernas household for attempted murder on an Archmage of the Kingdom.

"After hearing my testimony, the Royals will be forced to make an example out of the Ernas, stripping them of most their riches. Losing you so soon after his precious daughter, will drove that oaf of Orion insane and I’m sure that he’ll do something stupid that will be the last straw that will break your household’s back.

"You thought that by coming here you would take me by surprise, but this was my plan all along. I’m not content with Quylla’s death, she was just the appetizer. My real goal was to lure you here and make sure that the entire Ernas household disappears along with mine!"

Deirus never stopped beating Jirni during his speech, yet aside from a few involuntary yelps, she neither lost her defiant attitude nor beg for mercy.

"You’re taking the fun out of this. Scream for me or I’ll kill you." He said.

"Then kill me, you loser." Jirni spat a lump of blood and saliva in his face. "I can’t believe you stooped so low as to become a slave for a mad artifact. Giving up on your life and on your Duchy I can get, but on your humanity?

"Don’t you have any shame?"

"Said the woman who snuck into my home like a thief and tried to kill me in my bed." Velan stomped her chest, making Jirni gurgle blood.

"Was is it you?" She half-gasped and half-said. "Lark and Mirim, was it you?"

"No, I just helped. I gave that nutjob everything I had on them and even delivered his warnings to Lark. Working both sides of the fence was hard, but it was worth it.

"The only problem I have left is that killing your daughter, recruiting a Magus, and getting this thing in my chest cost me everything I had. Night took even the most insignificant things from me and the only way I have to get them back is by helping her win the war."

"Nutjob? Who are you t-" Another kick in the chest crushed what was left of her bones, along with her heart and lungs.

"I’m done talking." Deirus looked at her body, pitying that in his fury he had forgotten to have his fun with her.

He had dreamed about seeing her naked for decades and now not even undeath could bring her back.