Supreme Magus novel Chapter 956

Chapter 956 Raiders of the Lost Academy Part 4

"Ranger Verhen, you’ll remain here until the next reset." Vorgh’s hologram said, making Lith aware that the Living Legacy had kept an eye on him ever since his first visit in Huryole.

Then, the images changed, showing a montage of all his previous visits. The sequence highlighted Lith’s battle tactics, his ability to shapeshift into his Wyrmling form, and cast true magic.

More than a polite introduction it sounded like a threat.

"As for what I’m talking about, I’m offering you to enrol in the final academy, the Golden Griffon." The man raised his hands and the entire room started to glow with power.

The light coming out of the walls surrounded Lith as if it wanted to seep inside his body, but his enchanted armor and strong mana flow kept it at bay.

"My name is Hystar Sevenus, born from the fusion of the Headmaster of the seventh academy and its very power core. I hope we will get along." The man said.

"Thanks, but no thanks. Been there, done that. I think it’s better if I leave now." Lith moved toward the door, but it’s outline disappeared and became one with the wall.

"What’s the rush? There is still plenty of time before the next reset. The gods only know why the King never entrusted me with the power of making it happen at will. I’ve lost so many promising students because of Arthan’s short-sightedness." Hystar said while making two comfortable chairs appear.

’Solus?’ Lith refused to sit down. If Huryole worked like his tower, the chair could easily turn out to be a deadly trap.

’Don’t worry, the corridor is still there and the wall hasn’t changed its thickness. Get ready to move on my mark.’ She thought.

"Why should I accept? This place is a dreadful prison, whereas the entirety of Mogar is up for the taking." Lith had to keep the conversation going, otherwise his host might activate arrays that would make his escape more difficult.

"As all those who came in the past, dear Verhen, you’re letting fear cloud your judgment. This is no prison, but the birthplace of the final army that will make Arthan’s dream of conquering the entire Garlen continent come true.

"Where others just see a bunch of people forced to become cannibalistic psychopaths, Arthan saw the possibility to create a battlefield where death has no place. Our students can practice their tactics until they perfect or discard them.

"They learn how to distinguish true friends from those who instead would betray them for a bowl of soup. Here there is no such thing as fatal mistakes. You can really learn how to improvise, adapt, and overcome any adversity.

"Your research needs Dragon’s blood? We have a dragon. Even if we bleed him out, he’ll just be reborn. The same stands for Phoenixes, Unicorns, and any rare ingredient you might ever need.

"Here at the Golden Griffon, everyone can make the extreme sacrifice for their country over and over again!" More than a pitch, Hystar’s words sounded like the rant of a madman.

The basic concept was interesting but the total lack of free will to join the experiment or of any safe words to qui it, made Huryole no different from a prison camp used to conduct human experimentation.

"As our guest, I allowed you to pick a few souvenirs. But if you enrol and graduate, I’ll award you with this." The Headmaster made the image of the Davross Forge appear in front of Lith’s eyes.