Supreme Magus novel Chapter 340

"Stop calling me ’little one’!" Quylla hated that moniker, it made her feel like a child.

"We’re the same age and I’m even quite tall for my age." With her 1.6 meters (5’3") she was indeed tall by Mogar’s standards. Because of her thin build, she seemed even taller.

"You are short compared to me." Lith shrugged. He never expected these Murderers Anonymous meetings to become a habit for the surviving members of the group.

Yet after noticing how much talking with him helped Phloria to relieve her burden, Lith became the sponsor for the three girls until they felt ready to share their demons with each other.

Friya and Phloria had recovered quickly. Maybe because the academy kept their minds busy, or maybe because after so many tears and so much grieving they had come to terms with the truth that saving both Jirni and Yurial was just a pipe dream.

The anniversary of Nalear’s attack had recently passed, so Lith wasn’t surprised when Quylla called him and asked for his help. He was glad to see she had been eating again. Her cheeks were rosy and she was even starting to gain weight in the right places.

"How is it going with Kalan?" Before confronting the elephant in the room, Lith wanted to make Quylla relax with small talk about her boyfriend.

"We broke up yesterday." She replied with a sigh.

’Nice move, Freud.’ Lith inwardly cursed at his bad luck.

’It’s not your fault, you had no way of knowing.’ Solus consoled him.

"I don’t need to know who dumped who to tell you that he is a d*ck. It’s his loss."

"What makes you so sure it’s his fault we broke up?" Quylla chuckled. Lith’s unconditional support meant a lot to her.

"Well, you started dating less than two months ago. The only reasons I can think of for such an abrupt ending is either you found out he was cheating on you, or he rushed for the fifth year and he wouldn’t take a no for an answer. Either way, he is a d*ck."

Fifth year was the Mogar’s slang equivalent for the home run in a relationship.

Quylla blushing instead of getting angry at her ex made Lith understand it was the latter.

"How is Tista doing?" Quylla changed the topic. There were things she didn’t like to talk about with Lith.

"Good. After the mock exam she got a group of her own. Two girls and two boys, just like ours. Tista’s jury is still out on whether or not they are sincere."

"How come you’re so relaxed? Aren’t you worried about the boys?" Quylla would have expected Lith to have run background checks or at least have intimidated them.

"Tista knows that if she needs my help she just has to ask." Lith shrugged.

"She must learn to fend for herself and become a good judge of character. My role isn’t to prevent her from stumbling and falling, only to help her in standing back up."

Those words shocked Quylla. Lith was so calm and mature instead of his usual overprotective self.

"If someone tries something funny or hurts her, they may find themselves accident prone. Maybe even going missing for good, but that’s another story." He winked.