Supreme Magus novel Chapter 968

Chapter 968 Win Some, Lose Some Part 2

"I agree with Quylla." Friya said.

She was wearing a gold embroidered emerald-colored evening dress with a v neckline.

Her hair was arranged into an elaborate updo, with several tresses knot together that left her neck exposed, emphasizing her leaves-shaped parure composed of golden necklace and earrings with black diamonds that complimented her dark eyes and hair.

"I’m glad you are the first of our class to become an Archmage, but I think the price you paid for it is too steep. No amount of glory is worth facing so many dangers and giving up your personal life."

"Yet unless the excitement made me blind, I’m the one with a beautiful woman on my arm whereas you’re single. Am I right?" Lith said.

"You’ll pay for spreading salt on my wounds." Friya’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment, but she kept her smile and composure intact.

Many noblemen spilled their drinks at that sight. Between the dress emphasizing Friya’s hourglass figure and the blushing highlighting her delicate features, there was not a single bachelor that wouldn’t face a Dragon to be the one on the receiving end of that smile.

"I really envy you." Phloria sighed.

She wore an emerald evening dress and white evening gloves, emphasizing her olive-colored skin due to the prolonged exposure to the sun.

It was skin-tight, with a neckline that somehow exerted a push-up effect. She wore part of her hair down, like a silky black waterfall that reached her tights, while the rest formed a tress resembling a wreath over her head.

The ballgown was decorated with flower-shaped small jewels and Lith’s golden lily pendant was the only necklace she wore, drawing attention to her slim neck.

"I’m different from you two." She said to her sisters. "I gave up on everything to join the army as soon as I could. I wanted to follow Dad’s footsteps if not even to surpass him, yet all I achieved is a big failure.

"I’m not as good with Forgemastering nor as a Mage Knight as he was at my age, I have no significant other, and despite I’m three years older than Lith, he outranks me on every level." Her face was pale and her pain ran deep.

Yet Phloria’s smile was sincere and her voice never wavered. She would keep all of her tears, both those born out of joy and sorrow for later. She didn’t want to end up like Raaz, who was still crying so much that Elina couldn’t leave him alone and the King had a chair brought to him.

Many cruel people would have laughed at a grown man’s tears, but Meron was expressing Raaz his congratulations and sympathy. Contradicting the King’s opinion in public was still considered the closest thing to social suicide.

"I’m thinking about quitting the army as well. I’m willing to shoulder the responsibilities for my failures, but the thorny path that now blocks me is not of my making. I don’t have the strength and patience to fight invisible enemies anymore."

Her words shocked and surprised everyone. Phloria was the only one among them who had always had her career path as clear as a beacon. Friya’s guild was just an experiment, Quylla had yet to decide if the academy was the best place for conducting her research, and Lith was clutching at straws.

"You can’t be serious, my little Flower." Orion was back in his high uniform and without the helm, his face expressed all of his worry and outrage.