Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4162

Chapter 4162: Old Memories (Part 1)

"I can’t do that, Miss Bremrem! What about my brother?" Clila replied.

"That little runt can look out for himself, and if you can’t put him in his place, I’ll do it for you." Miss Bremrem grunted, wresting the Tablet off Clila’s hand. "Listen well, you-"

"Yes?" The icy glare of Lith’s hologram and his vertical pupils were everything Miss Bremrem needed to recognize the Supreme Magus.

"I... You... Clila..." She became as pale as a ghost, and her entire life flashed in front of her eyes.

"She’s my honored guest for lunch." Lith spoke with a manner-of-fact tone. "Unless you have something against me, Miss Bremrem."

"No!" She managed to stutter the monosyllable. "I swear to the gods, no!"

"Good." Lith nodded. "Then I’ll pick Clila up in a few moments. Two hours for a *paid* lunch break should be enough. Do you agree?"

"Yes!" Miss Bremrem would have agreed on anything just not to dig her hole deeper. "Keep Clila for as long as you need her."

"Thank you." Lith nodded, but his smile didn’t extend to his blazing eyes. "And, Miss Bremrem?"

"Yes?" She swallowed hard.

"I trust Clila will be allowed to keep her Tablet on herself at all times." Lith said. "I’d be very upset if I needed to talk with her again and I couldn’t contact her."

"Of course." She prayed to the gods for mercy, and could have sworn she heard a clear "no" in reply.

"A wise choice. Verhen out." Lith ended the call and turned to Elfiam. "I have no idea who Miss Bremrem is or where she lives. I need you to guide me."

"It’s a bit distant from here, but-"

"Kid, we are hungry and sick of stagecoaches. We’re doing this my way." Lith grabbed Elfiam and flew high in the sky, where he conjured a flying golden stagecoach pulled by two black horses with flaming manes and blazing eyes.

"I’m sorry about the Night-Mares. I’d use Dragon-shaped constructs, but if the real Dragons hear about this, they will nag me into oblivion. They are that prideful."

"What about your anonymity?" Elfiam asked.

"My vacation is almost over, and so is my patience." Lith entered the stagecoach and took off, following the youth’s directions to reach Miss Bremrem’s house in less than a minute.

When Miss Bremrem saw him stepping out of the flying construct wearing the Supreme Magus robe and a frown on his face, she fainted on the spot, frothing at the mouth.

As for Clila, her mouth and eyes were open so wide that she looked like a fish on a cutting board.

"Miss Clila, I presume." Lith offered her his hand, which she shook only out of reflex.

"Yes, that’s my sister." Elfiam chuckled. "I swear she usually uses a broom instead of her jaw to sweep the floor." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to stare." She snapped out of her daze and gave Lith a deep bow. "I’m Clila of Ratharn, and this is my brother, Elfiam."

"He knows, Sis." Elfiam chuckled. "Introducing myself is the first thing I do when I meet a new client, and I’ve been working for Lord Verhen for four days now."

"Right, sorry. I-" Clila blushed as the magnitude of her blunder dawned on her, but panic scrambled her brain so much that she had no idea what to say.

’Say something, you silly girl.’ She thought. ’Anything will do.’

"I’m sorry, but I’m sweaty and stinky from work." She blurted when she felt her wet clothes sticking to her skin.

’Anything but that, you total moron!’ Clila inwardly whined.

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