Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2407

Dawn pondered if fusing their minds could really be the solution to Acala's trust issues while Tista and Nyka pondered if a few decades would be enough for Solus to learn the telepathic boundary technique.

A few days later, they were still in Ne'sra when the city guard's bell resounded.

It started from the walls and was quickly relayed throughout the city by the observation towers. The citizens of Ne'sra stopped their daily activities and orderly went back to their homes or to the nearest public building.

"What's happening?" Tista had never heard a bell sound and thought they were only used for public ceremonies.

"That's the sound of a monster horde." Solus, instead, had heard it countless times during Lith's tour as a Ranger. "It's a signal for all the guards to assemble on the walls and for the resident mages to report to the city lord."

While they were talking, the Head Healer assigned a little more of the bare necessary number of mages to take care of the still critically injured patients and keep the rest stable before moving out.

"Great Mages Verhen, please help us." Head Healer Wyrvan Palaar was a chubby woman in her late fifties, with most of her hair grey which highlighted her blue streaks. "Ne'sra isn't your city and you have no duty that forces you to put your lives on the line but if you don't intervene, countless people will die."

She gave them a deep bow while keeping her chestnut eyes on Nyka.

Openly asking a foreigner for help would have been a sign of weakness. The Head Healer was already humiliated by begging someone so much younger than her and couldn't bring herself to stoop lower.

"Please, stood up, Mage Palaar. We'll do everything we can, right Nyka?" Solus said, receiving a nod in reply.

"Thank you, Great Mage Verhen." The Head Healer knew that Solus was addressing her with respect, but her words still remarked their difference in rank and it stung her pride.

Palaar's eyes lingered on the deep green robes and she gnashed her teeth in frustration.

"Is anyone familiar with monster hordes?" Solus asked, making everyone blink dumbly at her.

"No, this is a regional capital. Monsters never arrive this close to our walls. We perform regular drills but this is the first time we actually face a horde." The Head Healer replied.

"Dammit, then there's not a moment to lose. We must reach the walls and quickly!" Solus said.

"Indeed." Palaar nodded. "The repairs are far from being completed. We need to set up at least one mage for every crack to keep the monsters from entering Ne'sra."

"If we get to that point, it will be a massacre! We-" Solus noticed that between the envy for her green robe and her young age, none of the mages in the field hospital seemed to take her seriously.

They just wanted her help, not to follow her lead.

"Look, I've served as a Ranger in the Desert so I know what I'm talking about." She said.

"Really?" Palaar's eyes went wide. Being a Ranger in any country was a much bigger deal than a green robe.