Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3352

Chapter 3352 Heated Debate (Part 1)

"Valtak's children are not taking possession of his lair out of greed, dear." Solus talked sweetly to Aran while caressing his back. "They do it to protect his legacy. After someone dies, their imprint on their artifacts and home is gone."

"It means that anyone can steal Valtak's equipment and break into his lair to pillage his treasures. On top of that, Valtak wouldn't want his home to be abandoned. Don't you think that seeing it become a dusty, cold place would upset him more than gifting it to his family?"

"I guess." Aran sighed and checked his clothes for the umpteenth time.

He was wearing his favorite gala outfit, a three-piece deep blue suit with golden embroideries. It had been made to resemble Lith's Archmage high uniform without breaching etiquette.

The color scheme and pattern were similar, but it lacked all the insignia of an Archmage's status and the cut differed from a real uniform just enough not to raise any brow at the Royal Court.

Much to Lith's surprise, after he had received the status of Void Magus and Supreme Magus, Aran had refused to change his clothes to match either title.

"Thank you, big bro, but setting my goal to Archmage is already aiming high. Any more and I wouldn't honor you with my outfit but look like an entitled prick mooching off his brother's success." Aran had said, shocking his family to the bone.

For someone with his carefree and naïve attitude, that was quite a deep thought.

"Try not to embarrass us, dummy." Leria straightened her dress even though its enchantments kept it perfectly ironed and without a single wrinkle or dirty spot. "If you are not sure about the meaning of a word, ask before speaking."

She too wore her best gala dress.

It was golden with silver embroideries and small black diamonds arranged in a pattern that matched the colored streaks in her hair. With her sleeve-long evening gloves and wheat-blond shoulder blades-long hair straightened for the occasion, she looked like a princess.

"I'm not a dummy!" Aran snarled. "And I won't embarrass anyone."

"Aran is right, Leria." Kamila scolded the young girl. "He's not stupid and we are already tense as it is. There's no reason to put more pressure on your uncle."

"I'm sorry, Aunt Kami." Leria squirmed in her dress. "It's just… Wyrms. Lots of them. And this time Grampa Leegaain isn't with us. Why hasn't he come with us?"

"It's a matter of respect, sweetie." Kamila replied. "If he attended Valtak's funeral and missed those of the other Dragons who died in the Fringe, it would create friction among the Dragon clans.

"Grandpa Leegaain can't show favoritism toward one of his children without making them the target of the resentment of the rest of the Brood."

"What about Shargein?" Aran asked in confusion. "He sure gets preferential treatment but no one says a peep."

"That's different." Lith said. "Shargein is one of Grandma's and Grandpa's direct descendants and a perfect hybrid at that. Everyone knows of the oath Leegaain swore on the day of Shargein's birth.

"Anyone who messes with him would incur Leegaain's wrath. That if Grandma doesn't get to them first, of course."

"I see." Leria took a deep breath to calm down before resuming to walk toward the entrance.

Valtak's lair was located inside Mount Blackfang, an active volcano about halfway through the Jagged Maw Mountain range. When looking at the mountain peaks from afar, their steep sides covered in perennial snow looked like sharp, pristine fangs biting at the low-altitude clouds.