Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1625

Chapter 1625 - Golden Cage (Part 1)

Linnea didn't like killing innocents, but she had no other choice. Fame was a double-edged sword and now it was pointed at her throat.

Pictures of her face were still hung on the walls of all decent establishments among the most wanted criminals and the bounty that the Master had put on her head made the non-decent ones even more dangerous.

The only reason why she had taken the risk of coming to the Frothing Mug was that she had been promised safe passage out of the Orthan region and a new identity.

Getting out of the city with dimensional magic was easy, but then what? Linnea couldn't bear the thought of spending the years that she had left on the run like a petty criminal, eating crappy food and sleeping in cheap inns if not in the wilds.

'I'd rather die than live like a commoner, hiding my talent for magic and never drawing attention.' She thought.

'I find it hard to believe that a healer capable of changing my features with Body Sculpting exists since not even Manohar nor Vastor have ever achieved such feat, but what choice do I have left?'

Actually, the god of healing had long since learned how to shapeshift. It was one of the secrets behind his successful escapades, but that's a story for another day.

'Even if this is a trap, it's better to put an end to this pointless struggle. I'm old and the strain from constantly running away is sapping my strength. It's only a matter of time before I become too weak, desperate, or both to fight.'

Linnea was used to living in luxurious houses and eating gourmet food. Yet ever since Tezka had frozen the Talons' headquarters over she had only eaten gruel and barely slept due to the uncomfortable beds and to the fear of getting caught.

She had never learned how to cook and the only time she had left a woman alive after breaking into her house, the screams had alerted the entire neighborhood. Linnea had been forced to kill the woman and to use Warp Steps several times to get away without being seen.

Dimensional magic required lots of physical and magical strength. Linnea was in her mid-seventies and the life as a fugitive was quickly wearing her down.

"Headmistress Anela Linnea, I presume." A youthful voice said, accompanied by the screeching of a chair being dragged on the squeaky floorboards.

Those words snapped Linnea out of her reverie. She stood up while turning towards her guest, weaving an attack spell first and a dimensional spell second while they were still sitting down.

"I appreciate your punctuality. I'm a busy woman and time is precious to me." The stranger gave her a polite nod of the head and offered Linnea her hand as if the Archmage had greeted her instead of chanting a spell that would turn the Frothing Mug into a crater.

"Please, sit."

Linnea ignored her and unleashed the tier five War Mage spell, Raging Sun. Yet nothing happened. Then she tried to Blink outside the tavern but once again her magic failed her.

Only when the people in the tavern stood up with a terrified look on their faces, pointing at the golden aura surrounding Linnea did she notice being enveloped by Silverwing's Hexagram.

Rage turned her vision red as she remembered how that very spell had granted both Nerea and Lith admission to their respective academy.

An enchanted knife coated in deadly poison came out of the long sleeve of her robe and flew at the stranger's right eye. Linnea had imbued the weapon with a complex air magic spell so that once given a target, it would chase them until it struck.

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