Supreme Magus novel Chapter 478

Arthan Griffon had been born just three generations after Valeron. Tyris’s blood ran thick in his veins compared to the present King. He had even married a distant relative, hoping to keep their bloodline pure and their magical talent unmatched.

Thrud had inherited part of Tyris’ beauty, which made her a beautiful woman even before she underwent Arthan’s Madness time and time again. Not only did the machine refine her body similarly to what happened to an Awakened one, but it also filtered out the human portion of her blood while enhancing Tyris’ with each cycle.

Thrud was 1.78 meters (5’10") tall, with long ash blonde hair that framed the delicate features of her oval face. Her rosy skin was flawless, emphasizing the contrast between her silver eyes and her full red lips.

Not even the Royal armor could hide her soft curves nor her powerful aura suppress the sensual grace of every of her move.

Unluckily for her ego, Manohar had known Tista long enough to be unfazed by her presence.

"Yeah, definitely second." He repeated after rudely checking her out for several seconds, managing to make her fury grow.

Meanwhile, the barrage of spells kept hitting the external barrier so hard that for a second the resulting shockwaves made him almost lose his balance. Kilian ignored the two Mad Babblers and focused on the array.

His Third Eye was still active, revealing that cracks had appeared at several points along the barrier and were slowly but inexorably expanding. He used the Queen’s corps sign language to signal the others to stall for time.

"Manohar, where’s Mynna?" Jirni believed that she was actually staring at her. Even if her suspicions were incorrect, she couldn’t care less about Mynna’s fate at the moment.

She asked the question mostly to prevent the Professor from further enraging the enemy and avoid being attacked.

"Beats me. You should ask her loyal housemaid, Hessie here." Manohar shrugged, pointing his finger at Thrud.

"Hessie?" Jirni was honestly surprised. She had never suspected such a meek woman.

"You disappoint me, Jirni Ernas." Thrud laughed, turning back to her arrogant self.

"You should play more of the game your young friend invented." She pointed her sword at Lith. "You would learn that at the end of every game, Queen and Pawn go back into the same box.

"By always being forced to stick close to her incompetent young miss, Hessie gave me access to the same information Mynna had, but with much more freedom of movement. Besides, I got tired of playing princess decades ago."

Another tremor made dust fall from the ceiling. Thrud inwardly cursed, realizing she had almost fallen for their trickery simply because it was the first time in decades that she could be herself.

Almost.

"Nicely played. Let’s see which will last longer, your lives or my barrier." She snarled while darting forward with the point of her sword aimed at Jirni’s heart.

Even though Jirni was under the effect of some of the most powerful potions Alchemy could produce, the assault was so fast that only Manohar’s shields of light saved her life.

Despite them being a physical manifestation of the Mad Professor’s mana and willpower, the Sword of Arthan pierced three shields before it could be stopped. Lith threw Manohar a body enhancing potion while cursing at himself.

’Damn, I was so surprised by all this shit that I almost let Jirni die.’ He thought as the rest of the team drank their own.

His mind was racing thinking about all the possible applications hard light constructs may have. It could even help him figure out a way to give Solus a body. Yet a simple glance with Life Vision was enough to make his amazement turn into worry.