"Maybe you could even teach advanced light magic to Quylla. Her healing abilities with fake magic are almost on par with Invigoration and I’m afraid that soon she’ll hit a wall." Lith scratched his head in embarrassment.
He hated asking for favors, but he lacked the time and the necessary knowledge to help anyone to step up their game. Tista and the Kings of the Trawn woods were far from the skill bottleneck Lith and Quylla were facing.
They only needed a few lessons and Lith’s notes about true magic to keep improving themselves by leaps and bounds.
’Faluel has seven heads, so she should be able to freely teach to seven people. Worst case scenario, there’s me, Tista, Protector, Solus, Phloria, and Quylla. Faluel would even have a head to spare for her own work.’ Lith thought.
He didn’t include Friya not because she was the only one in the dark about his secrets, but because as long as she had her adventurer guild, Friya could never afford to take the necessary time off to take lessons from the Hydra’s.
Both Faluel and Solus looked at him with eyes wide open, as if they saw him for the first time.
"Are you really willing to introduce them to me?" Solus asked with eyes brimming with joy.
"Are you really willing to put your life at stake again for the sake of others?" Faluel said almost at the same time.
"You’ve already bound your fate to the three Kings and your sister. Every person you Awaken is your responsibility for the next century. Humans are not like beasts. We age like wine, whereas they age like milk, becoming spoiled and sour."
"Yes to both of you." Lith nodded.
"Solus, you know that I never planned to keep you hidden forever nor I’m ashamed of our bond. If you weren’t a girl, and a pretty one at that, I would’ve already brought Kamila to the tower to meet you."
His words would have made Solus blush if stone had blood.
"As for Phloria, she’s saved me many times, both from my enemies and from myself. I’m not willing to lose her forever. She’s worth every risk."
"I’m proud of you." Faluel stood on her tiptoes to pinch his cheeks. "A gazillion points for that. I’ll think about this Phloria, but for the other human girl, the answer is no. Quylla’s mana core is too powerful for Awakening, she’d surely die."
"I never meant to Awaken..." Lith tried to say, but Faluel cut him short.
"On top of that, she’s a fake mage, hence competition. You can’t possibly know about it because until now you’ve been a lone wolf, but Awakened and fake mages are at odds for decades.
"The magical progress of fake mages is outstanding. With their numbers and teamwork, they are slowly closing the gap between us and them. People like Tyris, Salaark, or the Magic Empress, who, after defeating an Awakened, share with their subjects their spoils of war don’t help our cause.
"Just like you sharing your Skinwalker armor with that Orion, for that matter."
"I thought he would get nothing out of it and that he would end up destroying the armor." Lith said.
"Yeah, you’re not the first to make that mistake and definitely you won’t be the last. Did you get paid for it at least?" Faluel asked.
Lith took War out of his pocket dimension, having care to not take it out of the scabbard.
"By the Great Mother!" Faluel jumped back at the sight of the bastard sword.
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