Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3380

"That’s not fair." Rhami replied.

"But it’s true." Lith put an end to the argument with a wave of his hand. "Anything else I should know?"

"Only that Osyan has been kept in a single room this whole time. We’ve been feeding him properly and he received the best medical care."

’Because I paid for it.’

Lith inwardly scoffed.

There was no point taking it out on Rhami. She was just a cog in a broken machine but she was doing her best.

"Good. Then please go tell Osyan I want to meet him." He actually said.

"Please, follow me." She guided Lith through a series of corridors leading to the temporary living quarters for emergencies and dangerous cases.

The place was decorated with decent furniture and painted with warm, soft colors. Even the doors were of good quality, making the residential wing of the building look like a boarding house instead of a prison as Lith had feared.

"Osyan, it’s me, Rhami." She said while knocking on the door. "Can I come in?"

No answer came, no matter how much she knocked or called.

"Osyan, you know how this works." She tried to sound gentle but there was a hint of exasperation in her voice. "I’m sorry, but I have to get inside and make sure you haven’t hurt yourself."

She opened the door and ducked under a teacup that shattered against the doorframe.

Even from a distance, Lith could follow the events with his Awakened senses.

’That wasn’t a reflex. She expected it.’

He thought.

’Maybe not bringing Solus was a bad idea. She’s the expert in dealing with people like me. The other kid had his parents and a life to come back to. Osyan has nothing.

’He’s faring even worse than I did back on Earth. At least I had Carl. He was my reason to keep living and fighting.’

Rhami first tried and failed to calm Osyan down and then she announced to him Lith’s request to meet the boy

"The asshole is here?" The hurt and cruelty in Osyan’s voice were painfully familiar. "Let Verhen in. I want to see him. Maybe the Supreme Murderer can be man enough to finish the job he started when he killed my parents."

"You can enter his room." Rhami kept calm and composed, smiling through the flood of insults she had just received.

"Thank you." Lith swallowed a sarcastic reply, trying not to add to her burden more than Osyan already did.

When Lith stepped through the door, he was in for a surprise. He had been expecting a chaotic mess with broken furniture and a mattress cut open by past broken mugs’ shards.

The room was tidy and neat instead. The bed was done with what Lith could only call a military discipline. The books on the desk were arranged orderly and judging from the still-open hologram coming out of the Tablet, Osyan had been doing his homework before Lith and Rhami arrived.

The pieces of the shattered cup were the only elements of disorder in the room. Osyan had emptied and dried it for a while, keeping it ready to be thrown.

’Shit. This is much worse than I thought.’