Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1532

Chapter 1532 Unveiling the Truth Part 2

She looked like a slender woman in her late fifties, but her real age neared the six hundred years. She was barely 1.6 meters (5'3") tall, with brown eyes and delicate features.

Yet both her expression and her voice were cold, making her resemble a strict drill sergeant. She wore her long black hair down, revealing them to be streaked with silver and brown all over.

Age had turned some strands of hair into a silvery-white yet they didn't make her look old so much as imposing. Raagu's frame was so thin that a casual onlooker would have been worried that a sudden gust of wind might blow her away.

Once they came close to her, however, they would perceive the vigor that her bright violet core bestowed upon her body, allowing her to fight on par with most Emperor Beasts.

Even her emerald green robe was as deceptive as its wearer. Unlike normal enchanted items, Raagu's clothes didn't hold spells but arrays whose runes had been woven along with the fabric.

"We had prepared this test like we always did. Simply to check who among our disciples was worthy of being freed from the shackles of their apprenticeship before the one hundred years term.

"Yet if Thrud really aims to conquer the Griffon Kingdom with an army of Awakened, it would be a fight that we can't sit out. To prepare for such an eventuality, we prepared threats that would test our disciples more as a group rather than as individuals.

"Our purpose was to assess who among them would be a good soldier, who would be a good leader, and who instead would be a liability. The results of the test are undeniable. The problem doesn't lay solely in our youths, we are part of the problem as well." Raagu said.

"Agreed." Lotho the Treant nodded.

He looked like a giant oak tree that had come to life. Even while sitting, his treetop brushed the high ceiling of the Council Room and squirrels could be seen running up and down his massive body.

If not for his huge amber eyes and the massive tree trunks that one would assume were Lotho's limbs only because they came out of his body at the shoulder and hip level, the Awakened was no different from a regular tree.

"Too many masters have proven to be incapable of properly raising their disciples. They may be great mages and excellent researchers, but their ability to judge people's character is severely lacking.

"Faluel's proposal for the Council to establish and fund an Awakened academy makes more and more sense. If we had it, we could now appoint those of us who have proven to be the best mentors as teachers and entrust those who have failed the test to their care."

"Not only that." Feela the Behemoth said.

In her human form, the lesser Griffon looked like a woman in her late thirties, but she was actually 453 years old. Feela was 1.9 meters (6'3") tall with blue eyes and a muscular yet curvy figure that seasoned warriors and women alike envied her.

Her waist-long chestnut hair had streaks of silver, black, and orange all over, forming a multi-colored tress that reached the small of her back. She had an oval face with delicate features, yet her bearing was that of a battle-hardened general.

"Most of us focused too much on the magical talent of our apprentices, nurturing their mind and cores, yet we did nothing to prepare them for the challenges that await them once they leave our protection.