Supreme Magus novel Chapter 263

"Why are you so stressed, then? Isn’t this your life long dream? Libea excluded, obviously." Lith could understand her being a pain in the a*s but not like that. Yurial seemed to be well fed and rested, yet had lost at least five kilos.

"Because besides being paraded like an exotic animal 24/7 to affirm our new status in front of the Crown and our neighbors, which is already quite stressing, there have been five attempts on my life, already. Do you see that woman?"

Yurial tilted his head towards a gorgeous redhead. She was wearing an emerald dress that emphasized her fair white skin and green eyes. The red scarf on her neck matched her hair, partially covering her shoulders and arms that the dress left exposed.

"Do you mean that Battle Mage?" Lith replied while his eyes indulged on her neckline a second longer than it was polite.

"Yeah. She is my new personal assistant/mistress/bodyguard. I can’t go anywhere without her following me around."

"Lucky bastard." Lith’s voice had a tinge of envy.

"Wow, that’s new from you." Yurial was surprised. He had always considered Lith made of stone, or at least the next best thing.

"By the way, how do you know she is a Battle Mage?"

"Ever since my earlier little stunt, she hasn’t taken her eyes off me. Hence, she knows what happened, but it’s not afraid of me, just wary. That makes her a mage. She bears no sword, has too many muscles to be a civilian but too little to be just a hired muscle. If she was a Mage Knight, she would stick closer to you.

The only explanation left is for her being a Battle Mage." Lith explained his Holmes-like reasoning with a smug expression. _{freёwebnovel.com}

’You really are shameless.’ Solus made a mental retching sound.

’You didn’t notice anything outside her three sizes, while I understood she is a mage from her bright blue mana core and her specialization from the enchanted items she wears. They come straight out of Wanemyre’s catalogue. Yurial’s dad spares no expenses.’

’Well, you know how they say. Hindsight is correct 100% of the times. Also, it’s not like I can tell him about your existence. Since I need a cover story, I can as well use it to appear as a keen observer.’

"Brilliant deduction." Yurial nodded in approval.

"You are lucky none of the girls was here. Otherwise Phloria would never let you hear the end of it, if she learns about your previous remark."

"The Ernas are here too? I heard they didn’t have the time to attend."

"They are fashionably late, as usual." Yurial shrugged.

"From what my father said to me, the Marchioness insisted for their presence. Just like she did for yours, I guess. I didn’t expect to see you at all. You know, being the party full of stuck up nobles while your parents are..."

Yurial didn’t complete the sentence, but there was no need to.

"Indeed she did. I came here with Count Lark as my chaperon." Lith pointed at the jovial noble talking with other mages, losing his monocle from time to time due to the excitement. Lark didn’t care about hanging with influential nobles as much as sharing his passion about magic.