Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2708

Chapter 2708 Historic Event (Part 2)

2708 Historic Event (Part 2)

Friya raised her head only to stare at the magnificent violet dimensional crystal etched on Endless Night. She was dying to know how to craft them but she bit her lips and kept her mouth shut.

"I call bullshot on you too, kid, but thank you for your kind words. It's been a long time since someone didn't call me names, let alone master. You owe me nothing" Tezka said with a wolfish smile.

"If you achieved the violet core just by watching me fight, if you reached enlightenment from a few words of mine, it's only because you could understand everything on your own." He waved at the other spectators who seemed oblivious to whatever Friya was talking about.

"I was right about you. There's talent in here and here. His long, clawed finger tapped her forehead and bosom. "Having a good brain is just luck, Having a good heart is all on you.

"You combined them to reach the point you are today and I can't wait to face another true dimensional mage instead of these farming cheaters." Tezka pointed at the Guardians. "Yet if you really want to do me a favor, there's something I need."

"Anything." Friya nodded.

"If something were to happen to me, please, teach these children in my stead." The Suneater patter Filia's and Frey's shoulders. "In exchange, I'll give you a tip. There's a reason only dimensional mages can craft violet crystals.

"The same for which I can still make them even without Spirit Magic. That reason is the very thing that sets us apart from normal mages. We don't feel the elements. We are the elements."

Friya furrowed her brows having no idea what those words meant. She took ink and paper out of her dimensional item, writing everything down to the letter to never forget.

"Thank you for your teachings. You have my word that I'll train the kids as if they were mine." She rapped on her heart and then fainted, succumbing to exhaustion.

"I'm sorry, Grandma. I've been a jerk and you are right. Knowing how strong you are is no excuse for my lack of care. Are you alright?" Lith had Blinked his side of the family near the Overlord and was now handing her a giant bowl of ice cream in apology.

"Too little and too late young man." She scoffed. "I had my organs blown out over and over and no one gave a farm. You guys are- Is that coffee and hazelnut ice cream with fresh whipped cream?"

"And fresh cookies." Solus took them from her own personal reserve.

"Damn, all that sweating made me work up quite an appetite." Salaark smiled.

"Me too." Kamila drooled at the sight of the frozen ice cream and steaming chocolate cookies, her stomach grumbling no less than the Overlord's.

"Guess I'll have to forgive you. And to share the ice cream." Salaark chuckled. "Don't worry dear. I'll work your husband to the bone if it means to fill our bellies!"

"Mother, we-" Surtr attempted to say and with him the members of the Nest.

"Too little, too late, and no ice cream. Bye." She said with a snort while Warping everyone back to the Verhen Mansion, including Tezka.

That day was remembered throughout Garlen for several reasons.

For the Desert, it marked the birth of the Glass Plains. For the Empire, it provided images and words from a fight that their mages would study for centuries in the attempt to deepen their understanding of dimensional magic.

For the Kingdom, it was the day when Friya Ernas achieved the violet and Magus Verhen needed to consume all the daily production of milk from his father's cows to feed gluttonous women.