Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3351

Chapter 3351 A King's Funeral (Part 2)

Kamila shapeshifted her hand, covering it with black Dragon scales, and brought Lith's to her womb.

"I admit it. I'm terrible at this." Ile caressed her stomach, using Invigoration on her and the embryo.

Kamila was more fit and healthy than normal. Her body still carried the positive changes of the previous pregnancy and was already adapting to the current one. As for their future baby boy, it was still too small to be visible unless one knew exactly what and where to look.

The little life force was almost identical to Kamila's and there still was no sign of the condensation of an independent mana core. Yet after having Elysia and knowing nothing bad could happen, its vision thrilled Lith.

"Your timing could be better, but you are great at this. Trust me." She said and the Dragon scales confirmed her sincerity.

"By the way, how the heck can you have scales this early? It will take weeks for the baby to develop any kind of feature.

"I asked Leegaain and the explanation is quite simple." She shrugged. "To have Dragon scales you need Dragon blood and I do. The baby might be tiny but he still counts. Also, I already know how to trigger the transformation."

"Can you already shapeshift your whole body?" Lith asked in amazement.

"Nope. At the moment I can only cover my palms or the back of my hands, not both." Kamila replied. "Have you thought about a good name?"

"Thought, yes. I haven't found anything decent, though." Lith said.

"There's no rush. There's still-" A blinking rune on Lith's amulet cut her short and ruined the moment for them "What is it now? The Royals again? The Council? Zekell's crazy cult?"

"It's Erghak. I have to take this." Lith gestured to her for silence. "Also, Zekell's cult is not crazy. I mean the idea is crazy but Zekell is doing a lot of good for Lutia. His followers may be just magicos, but even minor healing spells do wonders for those who can't afford a Healer."

"Ile's also making a lot of money and selling merchandise with your face on it." Kamila scoffed.

"I asked you for silence."

"Sure, to answer the amulet. Which you didn't." She replied.

"Hi, Erghak. Or should I say patriarch Erghak?" Lith pressed the rune, ending the discussion

"Hi, Lith. And no. Erghak is fine, I'm no patriarch and don't even want to be one! The Fire Dragon had taken charge of the Brood after Valtak's death, but only because there was no Wyrm inside the Fringe who could pull seniority or rank on him.

"I'm calling you because we've set a date for the funeral. It will take place tomorrow at sunset in Valtak's lair. Do you and your sister plan on coming?"

"Of course!" Lith replied. "Can I bring my family with me? They are fond of the old lizard and never got the opportunity to say goodbye."

"Sure." Erghak nodded. "Make sure they behave and don't touch anything of the treasure. Only when a Wyrm dies does his trove get publicly displayed. Stealing even one coin would be taken as a grave offense and have even graver consequences."

"I'll make sure everyone gets the message." Lith said. "By the way, isn't it a bit sudden? I expected more notice than one day."