Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3490

The only constant of the "spontaneous" family trips was that the Verhens would always split into two groups. One with Kamila and the other with Shargein.

"Thank you for accompanying me." Elina caressed the Wyrmling’s long neck, making him coo with joy. "Are you sure the bags are not heavy?"

He was carrying many groceries for Elina in saddlebags strapped to his back. She could have stored them in her dimensional amulet, but Shargein loved to feel useful.

"Shargein strong." He puffed smoke out of his nostrils with pride. "Bags light. Shargein can carry much more."

"You should stop talking about yourself in the third person, sweetie." Elina giggled. "It sounds silly."

"It does?" Shargein raised his head as the feathers on his body quivered in embarrassment.

"A little." Elina reassured him. "Have you ever heard your mom and dad talk like that?"

"No." He scratched his head while recalling Leegaain’s and Salaark’s speech patterns.

"You should say: the bags are light. I can carry them easily." She patted his scaly head.

"No, Auntie. Bags light for Shargein. Heavy for you."

"I know." Elina chuckled. "That’s why I said you were supposed to say those words."

Shargein pondered the issue for a while before repeating after her:

"The bags are light. I can carry them easily."

"You are a smart kid, Shargein." Elina said. "I hope I’m not boring you with my chores."

They had gone to the coastal city of Gamhat to buy saltwater fish and seafood. The Verhens had spent most of their lives in the mainland of the Kingdom and rarely had the opportunity to eat fish. Even when they did, it was always freshwater fish.

After traveling with Lith to Vinea, Elina had acquired a taste for the local products and wanted to surprise her family by cooking a true Vinean meal for them.

"Boring? How?" Shargein wagged his tail in enthusiasm. "City smells good. Looks good. People funny!"

He had never left the Blood Desert except to visit Leegaain’s lair or Lutia. Shargein had never smelled the sea or seen so many different people in the same place at once.

Every food stall and every shop was a surprise for him, especially since Elina bought snacks for him often.

"Thank you, Auntie. Shargein… I’m happy." He handed her a miniature of Elina carved from Snowpine’s heartwood that was identical to her down to the smallest detail aside from the size. _{freewebnøvel.com}

"Thank you, sweetie. It’s beautiful." The figurine emanated the sharp, sweet refreshing scent of Snowpine, shielding Elina’s nose from the pungent smell of the hard-working men of Gamhat’s harbor. "I’ve never worn these clothes before.

"How did you know I would wear them today for the first time?"

"I didn’t." Shargein replied. "Made figurine today while waiting outside shop."

The behavior of the people of Gamhat that Shargein called "funny" was actually sheer fear. The Wyrmling was just over a year old but he was already big enough to look an adult man in the eyes even when he walked on all fours.

On top of that, the entire Mogar remembered all too well the Dragon Dance that had taken place on the day of his birth. There were countless legends about the revenge of angry Dragon parents and no one wanted to be the protagonist of a new one.

People always made way for Shargein and Elina, no matter how packed a road was. Those who called the guards ended up giving the weird pair an even wider berth after Elina showed her ID to the local soldiers.

"Gods, that’s the Supreme Magus’ mother." A pickpocket said.