Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4164

Chapter 4164: Not Enough (Part 1)

"It’s a road accident." Those words stabbed Lith’s heart with the coldness of steel. "According to the witnesses, some noble idiot on his new horse galloped too fast and didn’t notice the kid until it was too late."

"I see." Lith bit his inner cheek, using the pain to keep his rage in check and focus only on Elfiam.

The youth’s bones straightened, and both the internal and external bleedings stopped. Lith used his tier three Spirit Spell, Mother’s Embrace, to collect the blood that had yet to coagulate and inject it back inside Elfiam’s veins.

The youth had just regained color when Solus and Clila arrived.

"What’s happened? How is my brother?" The young woman asked while fighting back her tears at the sight of her brother’s torn and bloodstained clothes.

"He’s been trampled by a horse." Lith replied. "Elfiam is-"

The voice died in his throat as he checked every nook and cranny of the boy’s body for injuries.

"I’m sorry." Lith said, his hands starting to tremble. "I’ve done everything I could for him, but I was too late."

"You’re joking, right?" Clila cried and laughed, refusing to believe her ears. "You are the Supreme Magus. There’s nothing you can’t do!"

"I’m sorry." His voice was as thin as hers was loud. "I can only make Elfiam’s final moments painless."

Solus swallowed hard and knelt to his side. She knew there was only one possible explanation, but she refused to accept it until Sky Blessing confirmed Abyssal Gaze’s readings.

Elfiam’s mana core was cracked, and there was nothing that even the most powerful healing spell could do about it. The youth had a measly red core, and at the speed his mana was leaking, he had minutes at best.

"Thank the gods, Sis." Elfiam swallowed, his breathing heavy. "I was scared I wouldn’t get to see you again."

"Don’t be silly, Elfy." Clila forgot her fury and took Elfiam’s hand in hers. "Everything is going to be alright. Mister Verhen is here."

"I’m so sorry, Sis. This is all my fault." Elfiam cried, cutting the little breath he had shorter. "I was so happy about a big job I got today that I got careless."

"You did nothing wrong, Elfy." Clila’s voice broke as she got down on her knees and held him tight to her chest. "I don’t know what happened, but I’m sure it wasn’t your fault."

"She’s right, son." The guard chimed in only to reassure the youth. "The guy was out of control."

"Thank you, Mister." Elfiam nodded. "I was afraid of getting you into trouble, Sis. I don’t... want..."

His breathing stopped, and his head drooped to the side.

"Elfy?" Clila gently shook him as if he were just asleep. "Don’t be silly, Elfy. This isn’t fun. Please, talk to me. Please!"

Her voice rose in a desperate wail as she screamed and cried at the top of her lungs.

Lith stood by her side, silent and unmoving like a statue.

The events of a few minutes ago overlapped with those dating back over twenty years, so different yet so similar.

The call, the rush, the failure.

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