Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3049

Chapter 3049 The End of the Wick (Part 1)

3049 The End of the Wick (Part 1)

The Fire Dragon quickly finished the first cow and cooked another for himself. "Feel free to ask me any question you might have. Food for the body and the brain."

"I was thinking, why are you teaching us how to use Primordial and Immortal Flames? We don't fully belong to the Dragon bloodline and you don't even know us." Tista asked.

"Because giving you solid foundations is the best way I can help you master your bloodline abilities. Until you do, I can't evaluate you as possible candidates as the next Father of Fire." Valtak replied.

"Isn't that a title that belongs to the Fire Dragons?" Lith furrowed his brows in confusion.

"No. The title belongs to Grandfather Leegaain and Fire Dragons carry the torch because we are the best suited to pass his teachings. If another and better candidate species among his offspring appeared, I won't hesitate to relinquish the title."

"Why now and why us?" Tista wolfed down her cow, feeling hungrier as she ate.

"Because you two are young and are the first members of your own species whereas I'm old, hatchling." Valtak twirled his fingers, making a bonfire of magma appear between them.

It gave Lith and Tista the impression of being two kids on a weird camping trip with their grandfather.

"Dragons slumber only for two reasons. Because they are bored of life and want to wait for more interesting times or because they are dying. I'm not bored and now that the Dragon Dance has woken me up, I haven't many years left." He sighed.

"I haven't come to visit you earlier simply because I was asleep for most of your life. From before your Kingdom was founded, hatchling."

"You are dying?" Tista felt her heart squeeze and looked at the Elder Wyrm with Life Vision, noticing that under his majestic aura and tremendous mana flow, there was little life left. "But you are so powerful!"

"Thank you, hatchling, but a well-tended candle always burns the brightest at the end of its wick." Valtak laughed. "Don't worry for me. I had a long life and I'm satisfied with what I've achieved.

"My final worry is to find the next Father of Fire. Younger and more prideful Dragons might not be as open-minded as me and I don't want to leave a mess as my parting gift."

Lith stared at the Elder Wyrm while switching between Life and Death Vision. The former showed how little vitality Valtak had left while the latter how it was supposed to go out.

Most of the times, the Father of Fire died of old age. He stopped breathing with a peaceful expression on his snout and it took the rot a long while to defile his majestic corpse.

In those moments, Lith saw Nana in him.

Lith's old mentor too had found peace in death, but there was one major difference between them. Nana had lived most of her life considering herself a failure, her mind tainted by the bitter poison of betrayal.

It had corrupted her body and mana core over the decades, cutting her life shorter. Valtak, instead, was already at peace. He was like Nana would have been if she had lived a full life instead of letting her grudge define her.

Yet the similarities didn't end there because Lith felt like he was part of the equation as well. In a way, his old and current mentor were the embodiment of what Lith's future self might look like depending on how he dealt with his inner demons.

At least until he blinked and Death Vision showed Valak dying a violent death. He was burned alive by Origin Flames, his heart pierced by powerful Spirit Spells, or his neck severed by a giant shadowy ax.