Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2637

"A lie by omission is still a lie and…"

The nagging went on exactly as Lith had predicted, just changing the position of a few words and the phrasing here and there.

"Guilty as charge. I'm a jerk, okay?" He snorted. "Feel free to team up with Kami and rip me a new one once we get back home but before we come to that, do you mind telling me another way to sway the Parliament of Leaves?

"New or not, sane or not, I don't trust the World Tree after what his predecessor did to me. Also, if the elves accept their offer, they might as well become extinct since they'll never leave the Fringe ever again, and fixing Jiera will be much more difficult."

Solus frowned and flared her nostrils in annoyance as her brain worked at full gear to give him a proper answer. The problem was that she found none. The elves had no reason to trust the Council, let alone the humans.

Abandoning their home based on the words of a stranger was a potential disaster of which they had every reason to be wary. The only way to drag them out of the Fringe was to show rather than promise something worthwhile enough to take such a risk.

ραΠdαsΝοvel.cοm "Fine. I forgive you only because at least this time your plan didn't involve killing anyone." She grunted, crossing her arms and legs as she sat down on a smooth rock.

"Anytime, Solus. Anytime." Lith replied with a smug grin on his face. "Now, before I take my turn at talking with Mogar, I'd like us to pool our brains and decipher the meaning of your visions.

"As Friya has confirmed, the same questions receive the same answers, no matter who's asking. To get Mogar to give me a glimpse of their hand, we need to find a different angle from which I can work."

"Tomorrow." Friya said, her stomach gurgling loudly. "Making those circles took us a lot of time and mana and meeting Mogar was no joke either."

"Agreed." Solus snuggled on Lith, relieved from his life force replenishing the strength she had lost by using so much magic in his absence. "I have a massive headache and I feel like I could eat a whole roasted cow and ask for seconds."

"About that…" Faluel said as the Emperor Beasts' stomachs made the cave vibrate with their grumblings. "We need food and rest. Between getting inside the Fringe and the rituals, too many of us are worn out.

"We need our full strength in case M'Rael sends someone to make us disappear or if the negotiations fail and we need to fight our way out."

"Agreed." Ajatar said. "Taken one at a time, a bright blue-cored elf is not that much of a threat to any of us except for Nalrond. No offense."

"None taken." The Rezar nodded.

"Facing hundreds of them, however, is a different story. They have the home advantage, can imbue their weapons with spells making arrows deadly, and the more of us leave the Fringe the more dangerous they become.

"We can't have Friya and the others take part in the meetings to not stir the hatred from the War of the Races but we can't have them get to safety either. We need backup and someone covering our retreat if things go south."

"Then this leaves us with only one question. Do we eat inside or outside?" Quylla asked.

Those who had been holed up in the caves wanted to breathe some fresh air while those who had been to Setraliie wanted to remain underground, afraid that teams of scouts might be looking for them and find their camp.

"There's no point staying hidden." Aalejah shrugged. "If the elves come here and look with Soul Vision, they'll see our true form and spot us no matter what kind of cloaking arrays we set.