Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3239

Chapter 3239 Opportunity (Part 2)

"Anything." Kamila held him tight, those words making her feel like she could breathe again.

Lith compressed the space around them, Hushed the room, and obscured it with a darkness spell. Salaark's palace was supposed to be safe, but after reading Jirni's suspects list he couldn't take risks.

Then, he conjured a mind link via physical touch to share his plan with Kamila and once he was done, her shoulders slouched again.

***

Blood Desert, the following day, a few hours before dawn.

Lith left the bedroom while Kamila and the babies were still asleep, his steps light like a breeze.

'They are still very tired from all the emotions from yesterday. I'll say our goodbye at the last moment possible.' He thought.

Lith used the domestic Gate network to reach the War Room where Tezka, Gentor, Jirni, Quylla, Friya, and Aleeah waited for him. Tezka's prisoner was there as well, still trapped inside a thick linen bag and ready to be knocked out again the moment he was about to regain his senses.

By the time Lith arrived, Jirni was still studying Aalejah's anatomy with Invigoration and the elf was making small talk to keep her mind from wondering how that knowledge would be used.

"That's the cloth the Yggdrasill grants their aspirant Chroniclers to give them privacy." Aalejah said after taking a good look at the bag. "It's an enchantment only the World Tree is supposed to know and they never hand more than enough to wrap a single staff.

"How did you find something of that size?" The bag was big enough to hold the elf and his weapon with space to spare.

"I didn't." Tezka replied with a proud smile on his snout. "You left your cloth in the ruins of Urgamakka years ago, remember?"

"More like I lost it in the chaos ensuing the attack of Vareen the Plaguespreader." She shrugged. "I didn't bother looking for the cloth because I didn't need it anymore after abandoning the idea of becoming a C-"

The elf's eyes went wide.

"You stole my cloth!"

"No, I picked your abandoned cloth up for you." Tezka took a piece of runed fabric the size of a small carpet out of his pocket dimension and handed it to Aalejah.

"Wait, what?" The elf had used it for so long that she recognized the cloth at first glance. "Where does that come from, then?"

She asked while pointing out at the moaning sack.

"I might have given it to Bytra to study while looking for its owner." Tezka scratched his chin. "That girl's real strength lies in the Forge. She is the Fourth Ruler of the Flames and there's little she can't do once she puts her mind to it.

"Too bad her combat strength is nothing special."

Lith had seen Bytra fight a few times and he had always been shocked by her ability to conjure massive amounts of raw power and then focus them into laser-precise attacks.

'I guess that if Tezka uses his own strength as the benchmark, Bytra is indeed nothing special. Which begs the question: where do I stand in Tezka's power scale?'

"Sorry for making you wait. Is everyone ready?" Lith asked.

Everyone turned toward him, noticing that something was different about him.

Just a few hours had passed since the last time Jirni had seen him, yet Lith looked a head and shoulders taller, fiercer, and he seemed to have overcome the shock from turning into an Abomination and Solus' kidnapping.

Jirni could tell that something had happened. Something that had steeled Lith's resolve to the point that he made her feel small.

"Yes, my Liege?" The Phoenix answered her summon, his head already bowed and his knee bent. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}