Supreme Magus novel Chapter 978

Chapter 978 Plans and Preparations Part 2

’On top of that, people like Terl will take good care of my stuff until I come collecting it.’ He actually thought.

The man started sobbing and grabbed the edge of Lith’s robe to kiss it in a sign of devotion, creeping him big time.

"Calm down, Sergeant. There are no gods, just good mages doing their jobs." Lith said while stepping back.

"Archmage Verhen, I know I’m overstepping my bounds, but could you please visit the city hospital?" One of the soldiers that had managed to stand up said. "Winter left several people scarred and it will take a while before Baron Wyalon can afford a good Healer to take care of them."

For cities like Jambel, it was unfeasible to move so many people to the nearest city with a mage capable of using tier four and five of healing magic. The best course of action was to pay the mage to reach the city and treat those who required professional help.

Healing magic was no miracle. Up to tier three it simply sped up the natural recovery process of all kinds of injuries, but it was incapable of treating organs damaged by an illness, regrowing missing parts, or even fixing a badly healed fracture.

To do that was necessary the intervention of someone who had access to the Healer specialization that only the army, the Association, or one of the six great academies could provide.

Lith was about to find an excuse to refuse when he noticed two things. First, Tista was looking at him with big, puppy eyes like she did when they were little. Her little brother was her hero, and she pictured him way better natured than he was.

Second, the guard seemed too concerned for his request to be a selfless plea. Lith looked around, noticing that many of those present were holding their breath in expectation.

Clearly, they had a friend, a relative, or a loved one in need of help. One grateful guard would turn a blind eye to Zolgrish’s antics from time to time whereas several guards might cover up even big messes if necessity arose. _{ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm}

"Sure, but now I need some rest." There was only so much Lith could do without ruining his cover.

Regrowing a limb with half the staff and time the White Griffon usually needed was worthy of an Archmage, doing more would raise a flag for anyone who knew about Awakened and their powers.

If not for Invigoration, Lith would have been exhausted. They Warped back to the Baron’s guest house, where the rest of the family was waiting for them.

"If you want to play savior, why don’t you do it yourself?" Lith asked Tista. "You have all of my skills, just less experience."

"Because I’m yet a nameless mage and I want to stay that way until I decide otherwise." She replied with a sigh. "You are already in trouble with the ancient households for your achievements and with the Council for the same reasons plus Awakening me.

"If I stand out too much, I’ll offer them another target and force you to follow me during my travels. This way, instead, I’m just ’Lith’s sister’. Everyone underestimates me and you don’t have to worry about me. It’s a win-win."

"Great thinking." Lith nodded. "I would still like you two to accompany me to the hospital. We’ll work faster and I could use some help to not abuse Invigoration too much."