Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2015

Chapter 2015 Switching Roles (Part 1)

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"All in favor to accept the deal with Verhen?" The King said while raising his hand.

The motion was unanimously approved. A future where beasts lived next door was scary for most of the members of the Royal Court and so was the idea of allowing oath breakers to join one of the highest institutions of the country.

Yet a hypothetical scary future was nothing compared to their dreadful present. If the Mad Queen won the war, their fiefs would be reduced to the few meters their bodies would take after being buried.

If something remained of them, of course.

***

Blood Desert, Heavenly Plume Palace, a few days later.

The deal had been approved in the space of a few hours, but writing down its terms so that neither side could find loopholes required a bit more time. Lith received a long parchment almost a week after his wedding and brought it to Salaark immediately.

He had plenty of law books in Soluspedia but he lacked the finesse and expertise to spot hidden traps. Life Vision was useless against the constant references to clauses and legal precedents while Solus' eidetic memory didn't help her decipher the convoluted jargon.

They stored the parchment in the tower's Library so that Kamila and the Overlord could also instantly read the contents of the treaty.

"By the Great Mother, this does it!" Salaark literally flared up in anger, emitting a burst of white flames from her hands that would have turned her desk and the mountain of paperwork on it ablaze if not for the magical protections.

The Guardian of War was a creature of action and her temper had ruined hours of her hard work one time too many to use a regular desk.

"Gods, how can the Royals be so stupid?" Lith said with a snarl. "They should have known that I would ask for your help before agreeing to anything yet they dared to try and screw with me."

"I'm sorry, babe. Maybe if we call Jirni-"

"That's not the problem." Salaark cut Kamila short. "Everything is in order. The treaty is a confused, messed up jungle of words but there's everything they promised you. Nothing more and nothing less.

"Remember my words Featherling, the more corrupt a country is, the more numerous the laws. That's why in the Desert you can list them all on a single piece of paper."

"Then what pissed you off, Grandma?" Kamila asked.

She felt awkward calling like that a woman that looked like her younger sister, but the last time she had called the Guardian by one of her titles, Salaark had pretended to not hear one word she said.

"The Library did. I just went through almost one hundred pages in the blink of an eye. If I had something similar, I would need minutes to administer my country instead of hours.

"With that scream, I meant that I've finally made up my mind. I'm going to make myself a damn tower." Then, her eyes fell on the pile of documents she still had to revise and the new ones that were being carried by her attendants by the second.

The simple justice system of the Desert worked thanks to Salaark reading the mind of the suspects to discover whether they were actually guilty or not. It saved the constables a lot of time and took a lot of her own.