Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2048

Chapter 2048 Split in Two (Part 2)

The phenomenon would have surprised Faluel if not for Life Vision telling her that it was magical in nature. The colonel was dead and he couldn't cry anymore. The left eye kept shedding tears that pooled up together, forming a small pearl.

In a few seconds, it had grown to the size of an eye. The pearl was actually a white crystal covered in so many runes that its light was completely blue. The Small World rose in mid-air, emitting short pulses of light as it searched for a new host.

Finding no one among those present who had received the authorization of the Royals, it darted up in the sky and disappeared in the direction of Valeron.

"If my mother hadn't explained to me what the Small World is, I would have probably mistaken it for a cursed object." Faluel mumbled.

Her curiosity as a Forgemaster demanded to know how it was possible to create such a thing and if she would ever be able to craft an artifact capable of retaining the will of its first wielder.

Then, a distant roar of thunder snapped her out of it and she turned to the rest of the survivors.

"There's nothing more than you can do here. Go back to Belius. If you stay here, you'll just get slaughtered."

The highest remaining officer looked at the silvery column that kept advancing, knowing that the remaining soldiers of Varegrave's regiment were too few to even slow it down now that they had lost the colonel and the Small World.

Yet he had his orders and had to follow them. There was no point surviving the battle just to be court-martialled to death.

"She's right. I order you to leave and help the defensive forces of the city walls." Varegrave sat straight, his eyes still closed.

The soldiers looked at him with joy until they noticed a black chain coming from the distance that was now stuck in his chest.

"Colonel, are you really alive?" The officer asked.

"No. I'm not." Varegrave's eyes opened, all four of them. His soul had inhabited his own body, recovering the mana that still lingered around it to fuel his black core without Lith's help.

His skin slowly turned into scales and horns came out of his forehead, but his face remained the same. He called the high command, informing them of their current situation and of his own demise.

"I'm really sorry for you, Colonel." King Meron said.

The situation was absurd. Varegrave's rune had never disappeared but the only reasons the Small World could leave its host were their death or one of the Royals removing it from their body.

"I'm not, Your Majesty. The battle isn't over and I can still fight." The Colonel replied.

The King was proud of the will shown by Varegrave but a quick glance to his wife confirmed that she felt the same way about his apparent resurrection. If Varegrave decided to remain after the battle, he would be the fourth member of an elite force to join Lith's army.

The Royals were afraid that more of the soldiers would follow, increasing the risk of state secrets falling into the hands of someone who was still considered a traitor and an oath breaker.

"Your regiment has the permission to retreat." Sylpha said. "Once the Tiamat joins our Council allies, he would have no use for regular soldiers anyway. There's no point in losing more good people. High command out."

Faluel checked the soldiers one last time and then she joined the others. By the time she arrived by Crank's side, Iata had already escaped and hadn't returned.