Supreme Magus novel Chapter 971

Chapter 971 The Baron’s Hospitality Part 1

Jambel’s walls were five meters (16’) high and wide enough that two-armed people could easily walk side by side. They were made of grey stone and smoothed so that during the day they would partially reflect the sunlight and blind the aggressors.

With its nigh-zero crime rate thanks to the Baron’s welfare system, its great scenery, and its rough but friendly inhabitants, Jambel was the perfect place for Lith to show his family the best the north had to offer and pocket a few silver mines.

If the precious metal’s veins were accessible and Zolgrish had given up on them, of course.

"Archmage Verhen! It was already hard to believe a runt like you could be a Great Mage, but now you’re an Archmage and you’ve even accepted my invitation. Well, I’ve seen it all now." Baron Eiros Wyalon laughed while hugging and patting Lith’s back as if they were long-lost cousins.

He was a man in his late thirties, about 1.78 meters (5’10") tall, with red hair and a finely trimmed beard. Eiros also had blue eyes as clear as the twin lakes in front of the city and was wearing ceremonial armor which emphasized his lean but muscular build.

The Baron looked and acted more like a soldier receiving a friend rather than a noble welcoming an Archmage. His wife, Mirias, watched at the scene with her green eyes wide open in a mix of horror and embarrassment.

She was used to her husband being more respectful of his enemies on the battlefield than of etiquette during social events, but such a behavior was beyond her wildest nightmares.

Even without lands, an Archmage’s authority was on par with a Duke. Lith could have requested a Grand Duchy from the Royals and be allowed to keep it after a trial period, if he demonstrated enough administrative abilities to make it thrive.

Seeing Eiros treating the potential Ruler of the entire Kellar region like another of his army buddies made her face become even paler than usual and wish Lith had enough mercy in his heart to grant them a painless death.

"Off the record, when the Queen spoke as if she was about to behead you, if it wasn’t for that spooky array, I would’ve jumped at that hag’s neck. You don’t kill a good man for some petty secrets. I’d rather commit treason than bear witness to such crap!" The Baron said.

’Which is exactly what you’re doing now! Public slander of the Queen, threatening her life, declaring indifference for the law...’ The Baroness couldn’t bear it anymore and fainted.

"Don’t worry about my missus, Mirias does that all the time. She suffers from low blood pressure and has a weak heart, so she doesn’t handle well public speeches." Baron Wyalon reassured his guests while the city guards caught the Baroness before she hit the ground.

What he had just described was actually a fatal condition, so Tista rushed by her side and performed a full check-up. Normal diagnostic spells came out negative while Invigoration revealed a high level of nervous stress.

Lith had a hard time not laughing his ass off at the scene. He knew the real reason behind the Baroness’ sickness, but said nothing to not make things worse for his host.

The Baron was one of those who had actually tried to rebel when Queen Sylpha was allegedly seconds away from killing Lith. It was one of the reasons why Lith had chosen Jambel as his destination.

When she regained her senses, the Baroness couldn’t believe her own eyes. Not only was her beloved city still intact, but the Archmage was amiably talking with her mindless husband and a real Mage was taking care of her.

"I’m really sorry for the inconvenience, Lady Verhen. I just made a fool out of myself in front of your husband." Mirias had not attended the ceremony of ascension to avoid the humiliation that her husband’s antics usually brought upon her.

Seeing the most beautiful woman of the group wearing the deep red robe of Mages, Mirias had assumed that Tista was Lith’s love interest.

’Good gods. It’s no wonder Verhen didn’t give my daughter a second glance. Iriel is pretty, but this woman is a goddess.’ She thought.

"It’s no inconvenience, dear Baroness. Helping the sick is the job of a Healer. As for Lith, he is actually my brother." Tista regretted those words the moment they came out of her mouth.