Supreme Magus novel Chapter 205

There was a reason why Balfas was so nervous during his conversation with the Headmaster. Lady Jirni Ernas had a peculiar hobby that made her a really unpleasant guest.

Whenever she was left waiting, she would run a thorough check on the nearest person to her. In this case, Balfas. He could see her scrolling through his military files, payrolls, and daily expenses. Sometimes she would click her tongue, more often she would look at Balfas briefly, giving him a wolfish smile.

When Linjos finally arrived, Lady Ernas was already questioning Balfas about his new house in Derios. In particular about how he could afford it and pay up all due taxes.

"Lady Ernas, it’s a pleasure to meet you again." Linjos lied through his teeth.

She was wearing a dark blue military uniform with boots at her feet, black leather gloves on her hands, and her hair held up in a ponytail. Lady Ernas was one hood away from resembling an executioner.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me that my daughter is all right." Her reply was a breach of almost every etiquette’s rule at once, but Linjos was a practical man. He could see from her eyes that despite her role, she was just a worried mother.

That and the faint impression of seeing in them a grave with his name written on it, prompted him to give her a quick answer.

"I swear that nothing happened to her."

Lady Ernas sighed in relief. This time Linjos had told her the truth.

"Sorry for my earlier rudeness, Headmaster Linjos." She gave him a small bow.

"Now I need to talk with the prisoners."

"Prisoners? Don’t you mean the students?" Linjos didn’t like that turn of events.

"I like calling things with their names, Headmaster." Her voice oozed sarcasm.

"According to the lab results, they were in possession of recreational drugs, but the real mother lode is five different kinds of sleep inducing, memory erasing drugs. It’s enough to arrest them."

She showed him the report on her magical silver tablet. It was similar to a communication amulet, but bigger and linked to all the Griffon Kingdom’s archives.

"How did you get them before me? The master Alchemists of the White Griffon told me they needed days to analyze everything."

"In my line of work, I don’t have the luxury of time, Headmaster. On the other hand, I have a lot of friends or people that want to be my friends, willing to pull an all nighter for me. Bottom line, the Pontus boys are mine now."

Linjos found the idea that even inside his academy there were people willing to go over his head to please Lady Ernas quite disturbing. Yet he wasn’t eager to repeat the experience he had had with Lord Ernas, so he Warped with her to the hospital.

- "I wish I could leave it to Manohar to deal with her, but I learned from experience that whenever he is involved, I’m the one that ends up paying the price for his madness."– Linjos thought.

As soon as they arrived, Jirni stared at the three youths laying in the beds with hatred, pulling out the medical files at their bedside to understand what was going on.

"Are you also a Healer?"

"Gods, no. I can only use chore magic, but I know a thing or two about the human body." The tone she used sent a shiver down Linjos’s spine.

"Who dares to approach my specimens?" An indignant, petulant voice chimed in.

"Manohar!" Linjos roared. "How can you call two human beings, students at that, specimens? Don’t you have any decency?"

"You are right, Linjos. Back off from my specimens who also happen to be students, midget. I’ll not go easy on you just because you are an old lady." Manohar promptly corrected himself.

"Manohar, the unruly man-child." Jirni chuckled, releasing enough killing intent to make every single patient of the hospital wing search for a bedpan.

"Let me tell you a couple of things, child. First, your disappearing so often every time there is an ongoing crisis has made the Crown very unhappy. Enough that no one would care if I decided to rough you up, as long as I leave your precious mouth and hands intact.

It’s all you need to cast spells after all. The rest of your body is redundant."

Manohar found himself shivering. Jirni’s tone reminded him of the times when he was still a child and his mother scolded him for experimenting with his new spells on the neighbours’ sons.

"Second, whoever puts themselves between me and my enemies becomes my enemy as well. Do you want me to treat you as an enemy?"

Manohar had learned from experience that he was about to cross over from "you are grounded until you are old enough for the academy" to "do it again and I’ll spank your a*s so hard that even my grandchildren will bear the mark of my hand".

He was the archmage known as the god of healing, the one and only Royal Healer, as well as a genius like the ones that appeared only once in a thousand years. He had a reputation to uphold, so he did what had to be done.

He promptly hid behind Linjos after a hasty retreat.

"No mom. I mean Ma’am. Please, make yourself at home. If you really feel the need to, please take it up with Linjos. I recommend hitting him in the stomach. It’s much softer than the head because he never exercises."

- "Note to self, learn how to emit killing intent for taming idiotic healers."– Linjos thought.

"What’s their problem? Why don’t they wake up?" Jirni asked ignoring his whimpering.

"That’s a really interesting question, mom... Ma’am. Their bodies are fine. There is no sign of internal or external trauma, no drugs or toxins. It’s the first time since..."

"I won’t ask again! What’s the problem?" Jirni snarled.

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