Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4242

Chapter 4242: Shock and Awe (Part 1)

"Lith did the right thing, keeping the deeds of the houses and land he bought. In his shoes, I wouldn’t sell them at market price. I would put them on auction and make a killing with it."

"Maybe it’s your Dragon blood talking, Rena, but you are becoming as greedy as your brother." Elina said with a scowl. "In Lith’s shoes, I’d sell the deeds at an honest price, but only after carefully vetting the buyers.

"I hope that your brother will fill Lutia with good people who will be good neighbors and contribute to making our city a better place for our children. Not just count the coins and pick those who offer the heaviest bag."

"Maybe it’s your Dragon blood talking, Mom, but you are wiser than your silly daughter." Rena chuckled.

"Yah." Surin nodded.

"Lil Sis! What about our sisterly bond?" Rena turned beet red in embarrassment, while Elina laughed so hard that she held her belly, gasping for air.

"Mama be mama." Surin replied, looking at Elina with eyes wide with admiration.

"She’s saying that I’m the best mom in the world." Elina’s tears went from hilarity to emotion in a heartbeat. "I need to sit down."

"Enjoy it until it lasts, Mom." Rena sighed. "In just a few years, she’ll find you boring, just like Aran."

"Ba!" Surin replied in outrage. "Ba! Ba! Ba!"

"What did we miss?" Leria and the rest of the kids arrived when the baby girl was still scolding her older sister.

"Only your mother trying to reinforce her sisterly bond with Surin." Senton had a hard time keeping a straight face.

"Are you going to come in, or do I have to beg to have my family in my home?" Zekell was tired of waiting and watching the show through the windows like a neighborhood gossip.

"Grandpa Zekell!" The kids tackled him into an embrace with enough enthusiasm to knock the blacksmith off his feet.

"Damn, if you’ve gotten strong, kids. You’ve also gotten taller since your last visit." Zekell laughed as they helped him to stand up.

"Really?" Aran and Leran rushed to the door frame with their height marks. "You’re right, Grandpa!"

"How is business doing, Dad?" Senton gave his father a brief hug, quickly followed by Raaz.

"Like every winter, the gods send on Mogar. Slow. There are so few clients that I keep the smithy open only for emergency repairs. There is always some unlucky soul who needs the tools to fix his house at the worst possible moment.

"This weather is unforgiving, and any weak spot you overlooked during fall is going to pop out during a storm like a sudden guest at dinnertime. Untimely and undesired. The real business comes through the branch of the Mage Association.

"I prepare the shipments, one of those nice fellows signs the paperwork, and then stores them in a dimensional amulet. It saves me a lot of time going back and forth from the Association, and the Warp Gate brings the goods to their destination."

"What about the merchants from villages and cities that don’t have a Gate?" Raaz asked.

"They have to come all the way here by carriage, and then they are my guests at the temple until the weather clears up enough to resume travelling. You have no idea how many people got stuck here until now and are rushing to leave."

"This is all nice and all, Grandpa, but what about our blacksmithing lessons?" Leran asked.

"Don’t worry, young man, I haven’t forgotten about my promise. Follow me."

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