Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1693

"Of course I know." Quylla replied. "It means that Marquis Beilin had his shapeshifters watch my mother, but due to her unexpected arrival, they didn't have the time to get used to their new bodies, allowing her to notice the clumsiness of their movements!"

"Who cares about that. It means that I discovered a new species! I'll call it Manohar 34 since it's the 34th discovery that I've chosen to share with the Kingdom." He replied.

"First, we discovered a new species. Second, this might be worse than we thought. The shapeshifters-"

The wannabe fly had no interest in their bickering and kept experimenting with its body until it got the hang of it. The fake insect stood up and took flight, yet instead of going against the closed window like a dumb creature would have done, it went for the door's keyhole.

Quylla pointed her Forgemastering wand at the runaway but Manohar was faster. A blue tendril from his silvery wand caught the fly, squashing it due to his lack of control.

"Professor! Light magic doesn't work on corpses and that thing is too small to study with the naked eye." Quylla said.

"I know, but we still have three more of those and there are plenty of flies on Mogar. I wanted to try out your trick." He shrugged.

Quylla was about to spill that it had taken her time and practice to learn how to fine control pure mana when the remains of the fly started to writhe. Manohar let them go, observing the broken form assemble itself into a healthy fly.

Manohar squashed it instead of capturing it again, clicking his tongue in self-disapproval.

"This is harder than it seemed." He said.

"These things have an amazing regenerating ability." Quylla got close to better observe their specimen. "Any other living being would have died of malnutrition shortly after healing such wounds."

"I disagree." Manohar replied while capturing the fly-like creature again.

It took him three tries and almost ten seconds to master Spirit Magic enough to keep the insect still without hurting it. After that, he conjured a new tendril of gold streaked emerald energy from his wand.

"How did you do that?" Quylla's jaw hit the floor when she recognized a tier one Spirit Spell manifesting the light element. They were both fake mages but she had needed Faluel's teachings and hours of practice to do the same.

"It's not that hard once you know Forgemastery and Healing magic as well as I do." Manohar sounded casual, but he had actually been trying to use Spirit Magic ever since Balkor had revealed its existence to him.

Until that moment, the Mad Professor had simply lacked the means to practice it. Now, however, he could feel the wand stirring something inside of him, bringing Manohar one step closer to crack the secret of Awakening.

Thanks to the wand, now he could use one of his diagnostic spells from a distance.

"What do you mean, you disagree?" Quylla simply assumed it was all due to his genius and cursed at herself for underestimating him.

"That's not regeneration. It's much worse. This thing is just a big lump of shapeless life force akin to bread dough. Even if you squash Manohar 54 or grind it into pieces, it just needs to reattach the fragments to be as good as new.

"I still have feelings for Lith, but I'm not ready to give us a second chance. My personal life is a mess, I'm bound to him for the next 99 years, and I can't wrap my head around him being so close to another woman. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}