Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4167

Chapter 4167: Frozen World (Part 2)

’If I kill them in cold blood, I’d have my revenge, but I’d rob Clila of her own.’ Lith thought. ’I would make her a victim of my violence, adding the trauma caused by what I’d do to the man responsible for the death of her little brother.

’As much as I hate it, this is not about me. It’s about her. I’m the instrument of her justice.’

"It was an accident!" Shet knew those were the wrong words the moment he saw all of Lith’s seven eyes flare with mana in outrage and disgust. "I didn’t mean to hurt anyone. I was just having some fun with my friends."

"Fun?" Clila spat out the word like poison. "If you wanted fun, you could have drunk yourself to death here and broken your neck by galloping through the fucking park of your mansion!

"Why did you have to do it in the middle of the road? Why did you have to kill my brother?"

"Because scaring others is the fun part." Lith took the words out of Shet’s mind, scaring the youth to death. "The alcohol and the speed are just part of the game. They make things scarier for the others and more exciting for him."

"Is it true?" Clila snarled. "Do you get off on this shit?"

"No!" Shet replied in his most innocent voice.

"Yes!" A tendril of Lith’s Spirit Magic connected the noble youth to his shadow. The mind link and a nudge from the Void exposed Shet’s honest answer.

"Life is so boring, and commoners are no different from roaches. Killing roaches is not a crime, right?"

"I didn’t say any of that!" Yet Shet had thought those things. "This is not me, but one of your Demons!"

"As if I’d ever welcome something that disgusting in my ranks." Lith’s spite was palpable. "I simply called upon your darkness, and the grimace on your parents’ face confirms its words."

The Marquis and the Marchioness quickly regained their composure and recognized the situation for what it was. A trial.

"We are deeply sorry about what our stupid son has done, Magus Verhen." Ingham said. "He is young and drunk. It must amount to something, right?"

"Yes." Lithe replied, making the Marquis hope for the best. "It makes his crimes much worse, and you share responsibility for them. Mind you, I said share. If you claim youth as a factor, then as his guardian, you’ll serve his same sentence. What do you say?"

"Shet is eighteen. An adult before the law." The Marchioness loved her son and would have died for him. Dying with him, however, would have been plain stupid. "What sentence are we talking about?"

"Death." Lith replied. "The law is clear. One life for one life."

"That’s only for willful murder!" The Marquis said.

"Your son willfully drank alcohol. He willfully rode his horse through a busy road. He willfully fled the scene of his crime. And it gets worse." Lith stepped forward, grabbing one of the rings on Shet’s fingers and slipping another off.

"This is a spell-holding ring containing a healing spell. If you applied this to Elfiam, you would have stabilized his conditions until the Healer arrived." Then, Lith broke the dimensional ring, making several items fall to the ground.

"These are healing and nutrient potions. You had all the means to save your victim. You willfully left him to die and tried to escape punishment. I judge this willful murder."

’Please, whatever you do, don’t say it.’ Solus read Lith’s thoughts and was afraid of what that kind of savage justice might do to Clila’s soul. More importantly, what it might do to Lith’s. ’Don’t say those words.’

’Gods, no!’ Solus thought. ’Not the same words as the DA!’

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