Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2400

"How dare you threaten me, you cow? Because of people like you, my whole village starved. A lot of people I know didn't make it whereas you traitors keep breathing!" The young mage kept hurling bolts of lightning even after the Duchess fainted.

The injured farmer grabbed a metal tray and tried to bash the Healer in the head from behind, but the boy just had to cut the air with his hand to wound the farmer's good foot. The man fell to the ground crying but no Healer stepped forward.

"Does your fracture still hurt? This is for the pain!" A bolt of frozen air struck the builder with an injured arm, sealing it inside a block of ice that stopped the pain but also almost killed the man of shock.

"You scum are entitled to nothing! You took the resources from my region and enjoyed the protection that the soldiers of the north ensure you, yet when asked to do your part you backed out!" The young mage said while he kept electrocuting the Duchess.

The light blue fabric of his uniform turned dark as it amplified the air element coursing through the student's body. The cloudy sky it represented swirled into a storm and the yellow embroideries channeled the bolts of lightning, making sure that not an iota of elemental energy went to waste.

Every academy added visual effects to the enchanted fabric to remind everyone how dangerous even an apprentice mage was. The boy was using first magic and he was already exhausted, yet he could have killed everyone in the room by himself.

With the bolts of lightning coursing through his body, the wind blades surrounding him, and the chilly air at his fingertips, even a young man looked like a god of thunder.

"Enough." Solus grabbed his wrist, squeezing it hard enough to stop the spells. "No matter how misguided and ungrateful these people are, they have every right to be angry.

"The Kingdom experienced two famines in a row. If you were in their shoes, seeing the food you had worked hard to grow being taken away to feed a bunch of strangers while you lived off rations, you would feel robbed as well.

"Look around. Their city has been destroyed first and now is invaded by strangers who follow their every move, treating them like criminals. Many of them have lost their house and winter is approaching. Can you really blame them?"

"No." The student grunted in pain but he refused to let his spells fade. "But that doesn't mean that I'm willing to let them treat me like their servant. I'm a mage!"

"No, you are a Healer and those are the people you have sworn to protect." Solus locked her eyes into his, seeing a young Lith in him. Someone full of rage, pain, and proud of the chip on his shoulder.

"I don't blame you for defending yourself but there's a big difference between that and torture." She pointed at the noblewoman who was having a heart attack. "If she dies, there will be a riot and then you'll have to cure the injured from both factions."

"Says who?" He snarled.

"Your Headmaster and if he doesn't, the Royals will." Solus kept her tone calm and let him go the moment he dispelled his attacks in shock. "Kid, I don't blame you for resenting them, but you are acting like an idiot.

"Right now, they aren't the enemy, you are."

"What do you mean?" He asked in confusion.

"Easy, if there are riots, there will be no way to harvest. Heck, make people desperate enough and they'll burn the crops rather than give them away. At that point, they will die, sure, but everybody else will starve as well. Are they worth it?" Solus replied. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}