Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2067

Chapter 2067 A New Magus (Part 1)

"Everything I have shown you today will become a reality, but only after the War of the Griffons is over." The final part of their pitch ensured the Royals that no one would switch sides during a critical moment.

Thrud's slave array was her best weapon but also the best deterrent against traitors. Now not only would the nobles put at risk their free will by joining her, but also forfeit the incalculable gains that only the followers of the Royals would reap.

"Yours are amazing contributions, Archmage Verhen. I doubt that there is a single person in this room who would object to the decision of making you a Magus." The King took another pause, giving the members of the old and new households the opportunity to speak before his words would become written down by the Royal Scribes and turned into law.

No one dared to utter a single word.

Even those who had opposed Lith's rise among the Kingdom's ranks like Archmage Kwart had been enthralled by the endless possibilities that Void Magic, Tablets, and the DoLorean's power core opened.

Yet none of them would see the light unless the war was won and Verhen fully disclosed his findings to the rest of the magical community. Their hatred burned no weaker than just a few minutes ago, it was their greed that now overshadowed it.

"Thus, it's my right and privilege to bestow upon you the title of Void Magus!" Meron placed his hands on Lith's shoulder and the Saefel's armor emitted a pillar of violet light that engulfed them both.

The phenomenon lasted just a few seconds and when it was over, the deep blue of the Archmage's robe had turned into the deep violet of a Magus.

The crowd on the ground floor gave him a standing ovation while those in the opera boxes jumped on their feet so quickly that they knocked over their chairs. Even though they hated the Royals' guts, Elina and Raaz cried in joy.

They had to bite their lower lips to stop themselves from screaming at the top of their lungs.

Among the sea of clapping hands, Vastor's were the loudest. For once in his life, the Master felt no envy nor bitterness seeing someone so much younger than him reach heights he could only dream about.

His research had brought forward incredible breakthroughs, but if he were to be foolish enough to share it, he would become a new Arthan instead of a new Silverwing.

His research would be burned, his family persecuted, and his name become a curse word.

'I know that there's nothing between us but the relationship between a Professor and his student. I also know that what I've given Lith is nothing compared to what he has given me.' Vastor thought while looking at Zinya and thanking the gods for the day she had come into his life.

'Yet seeing another Abomination being crowned Magus, witnessing the achievements of someone who is more similar to me than my own children, I feel proud of Lith as if he was my own. My only regret is to not have taken different decisions in the past.

'Unlike Lith, I will never be able to step into the light without being hunted like the monster I am.'

Quylla, however, couldn't say the same.