Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1761

Chapter 1761 - Royal Court (Part 1)

The god of healing lay right in front of the King's throne, incapable of moving more than a few fingers at a time.

Meron looked at him with a scowl, and so did a petite figure sitting beside him on a smaller throne that resembled the Queen's. Lith recognized her as Princess Peonia.

She was a young woman, 20 years old, about 1.58 (5'2") tall. She had blonde hair streaked silver, black, and blue all over. Her blue eyes and Tyris' blood smoothened the sharp features she had inherited from her mother.

That along with her slender figure and diminutive stature made her as cute as a button.

Her presence was unexpected as well since the throne wasn't hereditary and the heirs of the current King had no voice in matters of state.

Lith gave them both a deep bow, waiting for an explanation.

"It's nice to see you again, Archmage Verhen." Meron greeted him with a nod of his head. "I wanted to personally thank you before discussing the next item of our agenda."

"Thank me for what, exactly?" Between Pelan's report, the missing Dragon corpse, and the railgun, a warm welcome confused him more than a sword pointed to his throat.

"The Royal Healer informed us that it was you who convinced him to return after just a few days from his latest escapade. Also, he told us how your diagnostician skills helped him to figure out the threat of the Skinwalkers." The King said with a fatherly smile.

Now that the situation finally made sense, Lith glared at Manohar. He silently scolded the Mad Professor for breaking his promise to not involve Lith in that mess.

"Nobody's perfect." Manohar replied since the word sorry wasn't part of his vocabulary.

"There's no shame in admitting your own limits and asking for help from a peer, Manohar. Especially when you suspect that the security of the Kingdom is at risk." Meron smiled, but at a flick of his wrist, the chains tightened, just to be safe.

"As for you, Lith, I always encourage friendship and camaraderie, but the next time Manohar contacts you while he is on the run, I'd like you to not cover for him and inform us of his position."

'Great. Now I'm considered his accomplice.' Lith inwardly sighed.

"I didn't contact Your Highness because Manohar promised me that he would start working on the issue immediately. How long ago did he return?" He said.

"About an hour ago, right before you were summoned." Princess Peonia's warm smile made his bachelor sense tingle.

"It was obvious that when I said 'immediately', I meant after I was done with my current project, Lith. Your misunderstanding is an insult to both my and your intelligence." Manohar whined as if he was the injured party.

"If you are done showing off your daughter, Meron, we have a lot of work ahead of us."

At those words, the King and Peonia blushed in embarrassment. If someone as insensitive as Manohar called out their ruse, then it had been way too obvious.

"It's King Meron for you." He said just to save his dignity in front of the Royal Guards. "Are you sure about the Skinwalkers?"

"It's the only explanation that makes sense, Meron." The Mad Professor replied. "Both Lith and I have found minuscule abnormalities in the life forces of several nobles. Too many for it to be a coincidence."

It sounded a farfetched hypothesis to the King, but he had long accepted that Manohar's genius was beyond the understanding of mages that were just talented. Lith somehow following his logic was an unprecedented miracle.