Supreme Magus novel Chapter 322

"How can it be your fault?" Phloria raised her head, looking Lith in the eyes.

"You warned us multiple times. You wanted us to stay away from the academy."

"How can it be your fault?" Lith took her face between his hands, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs.

"You did all you could in an impossible situation. In your shoes, I would have done the same thing. We always give priority to those we love the most. My vision is a perfect example of it."

"I don’t know about you two, but I’m dead tired. Taking down crazy Professors is way harder than I imagined." Jirni sat down, leaning her back against the wall and dragging Orion to her side.

She was happy the kids were having a moment, but she couldn’t allow them to keep beating themselves up. They were clearly exhausted, both mentally and physically.

’Phloria has too much on her plate already. Yurial’s death, killing humans for the first time, spectating all the horrors humans inflict on their own kind. If she doesn’t rest a bit, when the nervous breakdown hits her it could be fatal.’ Jirni knew her daughter well.

It wasn’t a matter of ’if’, the only variable was ’when’.

Phloria followed suit. There was nothing she wanted to say or hear anymore. She was so tired that words, like violence, could only cause her more pain. Phloria and Lith fell asleep almost immediately, leaning against each other while clenching their hands like they were a lifeline.

Jirni looked at them with a tender expression, before turning to Orion with her trademark "I told you so" grin.

"He snores." It was all he could think about for a snarky reply.

"And so does she. They make a fine tune nonetheless." Jirni rebuked.

"Look, I’m too tired to play this game." Orion sighed. "Why don’t we follow their lead and get a little shut eye?"

"Because we are the adults and because we don’t know if Nalear had associates or a back up plan. I’m not lowering my guard until we are back home."

***

Tyris appeared next to Amyla Farg, bringing her back to her peak condition with a simple touch.

She woke up abruptly, a Gatekeeper longsword appeared in her hand while she looked around for the enemy.

"I hope you have learned your lesson." Tyris said with a gentle smile.

"I hope everyone will." She sighed, looking at Billow and Thorman still laying on the ground, alive but unconscious.

"What happened? How could she recover like that?" Farg was shocked. She was still a rookie in the Corpse. She never expected for natural Awakened to be so different from the artificial ones.

"Awakening it’s the first step towards becoming one with Mogar. She was a much lesser version of a Guardian, but still had access to an almost endless supply of mana." Tyris’s explanation was cryptic on purpose.

She wanted Farg to understand her limits without giving her any hints about the Awakening process. Tyris had learned from experience that power couldn’t be gifted recklessly. It had to be earned.

"What?" Farg felt her heart skip a beat, promising herself that from that moment onwards she would always put down an unknown enemy unless ordered otherwise.

After stabilizing her condition, he immediately returned to his most severe cases. Jirni had let them sleep until the whole academy was safe again, so Lith had regained a part of his strength. _{freeweɓnøvel.com}