Supreme Magus novel Chapter 302

White Griffon academy. Over a month later, one week before the first exam of the fifth year.

The life of Friya Solivar Ernas had always been an emotional rollercoaster. A speeding trap that kept her dozens of meters above the ground and which would never stop, no matter how much she screamed, cried or barfed.

Sometimes it would slow down, but only because another big fall was nearing. She had wasted her childhood attempting the impossible task of earning her mother’s affection.

After she turned twelve, she had been thrown in a dog eats dog environment. Everyone in the academy wanted her to fail, hoping to get her place in the rankings. Everyone in the Solivar Household wanted her dead.

Her brothers and sisters were afraid of the status she would achieve by becoming the first mage in the history of the household. If Friya succeeded, being the firstborn or the line of succession would become meaningless.

She would become Duchess Solivar’s right hand mage and inherit everything when mommy dearest took her leave.

Friya had spent so much time watching her back that her encounter with Yurial had been like seeing the sun after a perennial winter. Thanks to his status and power, the environment turned peaceful, giving her the opportunity to relax.

Meeting Quylla saved her soul. Despite having a much harsher life than Friya, Quylla still had a gentle heart and only strived for affection. She restored Friya’s faith in mankind.

After giving her the equivalent of a sugar candy, the fourth year turned out to be the apex of her misery. First, she had lost her family. Being branded like a traitor, she had been forced to accept Lady Ernas’s offer to adopt her.

Then, she had killed her first human in cold blood and lastly came Balkor. Alas, the worse had yet to come.

All those events had pushed her to the brink, yet they also helped Friya to open up with her new parents and sister. They had grown closer over time until she had stopped feeling a prisoner and became part of something bigger.

Until she felt part of the Ernas family.

Being loved unconditionally, having the freedom to decide about her future was something that in the past she could only dream about. Now that she had everything, Friya was scared to death.

Scared to lose that safe haven and return to a cruel world that didn’t give a damn about her. She had no idea what to do with her life.

’Being a Healer is a quiet job, but quite boring.’ She would often mentally list all the pros and cons of her available choices.

’Also, I don’t like people very much. Spending my life helping others sounds like a waste of time. The career of a Mage Knight is even worse, I would be killing people for a living. I’m sick and tired of fighting, I just want some peace.

’It’s absurd to ask a sixteen years old girl to decide her future. Maybe I should take a sabbatical. Until I find my answer, I can always be the Ernas Household’s private magician. Besides, the fifth year is still long. I have all the time I need.’

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Quylla Ernas was having the time of her life. She had a doting father, a creepy but caring mother, two wonderful sisters, and the house of her dreams. Despite all the bad things that had happened, the fourth year had been the happiest of her life.

It had given her a place where she belonged and more importantly, a family.