Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3648

The patriarch of the Fire Dragons was lean, but his every movement exuded strength. He moved with such grace that his steps produced no sound on the gold-veined marble floor and seemed to glide rather than walk.

"I assume Ruler Menadion has removed the Wight's imprint since Kalla is not with you, Lith. Please, allow the use of the Eyes to all those present." Erghak said.

"This is your research team? Isn't it small?" Lith counted 34 Dragons sitting around the table.

It wasn't a small number, but it was negligible compared to the size of the Brood.

"True, but there are only so many geniuses in my clan and even fewer that I trust with such a powerful artifact." The patriarch nodded in agreement. "I can't risk drama queens wasting our limited time arguing or hogging the Eyes for their pet projects.

"Those I've assembled here possess the mad spark of genius but also enough common sense not to let the opportunity to use the Eyes and Ears together slip from their fingers."

"That's it?" Solus was flabbergasted. "I thought you were about to say they know the importance of teamwork or of focusing on the greater good."

The 34 convened Wyrms exchanged a surprised look before pointing fingers at her and bursting into roaring laughter that made the golden walls of the room tremble.

"Teamwork!" A woman with strawberry-blonde hair said. "She really said that!"

"The greater good!" A black-haired man slapped his own leg while laughing hysterically. "Father of All Dragons, how old are you? Five?"

"Enough offending our guest!" Erghak stomped the ground, bringing the hilarity to a halt. "I'm sorry for their behavior, Solus, but you did sound naïve. Have you ever met a genius who cared about any of that?"

Manohar the First's name came to Solus' mind, but he was one of the most selfish and entitled people she had ever met. Then she moved on to other geniuses like Dawn, Baba Yaga, and Silverwing, yet none of them fitted the bill.

"Grandmother?" She turned to Menadion, who shook her head.

"I'm sorry, dear. I never worked in a team unless I was paid for it, nor did I help Valeron the First to unite the Griffon Kingdom. I only cared for myself and my family. The greater good was placed right after world peace and candy rainbows in my list of priorities."

Solus knew that once they shared their knowledge, Magi and Rulers of the Flames had little care for what the rest of Mogar would do with those teachings. It was the reason the Royals had crowned Lith as the Supreme Magus.

He was the first mage to share a ground-breaking discovery and ensure its applications would help people instead of making their lives harder.

"But, what about Valtak?" Solus asked.

"Only the wisest among us becomes the Father of Fire, not the most brilliant." Erghak replied.

"And the Champion of Fire?"

"Such a title awards a Fire Dragon's innate battle talent and martial prowess." The patriarch shook his head. "It hardly requires any high moral standard."

'Suddenly me being a piece of shit during my first life makes a lot of sense.' Solus inwardly sighed.

"I've already granted you all access to the Eyes." Lith handed the artifact to Erghak. "Remember your oath and that I can revoke your clearance as easily as I've given it to you, even if I can't find the Eyes."

"Don't worry." The patriarch could hardly contain the Dragon greed as he held the artifact in his palm. "We won't betray Kalla's trust. You have my word."

"And mine." The rest of the Wyrms swore one after another with their patriarch as a witness and Lith recording everything, just to be safe.