Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4362

Chapter 4362: Bleak Future (Part 2)

"I know this is supposed to be a happy moment for everyone, but I want you to know that I understand your pain, Auntie Tista." Leria hugged Tista’s waist due to the height gap. "You are a great mage, and I’ll always believe in you."

"Thanks, but what is this all about?" Tista looked around the room, noticing that the others were just as confused as she was. "Why do you think I’m in pain?"

"Uncle Lith and Auntie Solus are already Magi. They worked together on Void Magic, and maybe they’ll also become Rulers of the Flames." Leria said, and Aran nodded for her to continue.

"Auntie Quylla will probably become a Magus too if she decides to share her method to cure our monster friends with the rest of Mogar. The same will happen to Auntie Friya if she understands and shares Infinity Magic.

"You are the only one who doesn’t have the ghost of a chance of becoming a Magus, Auntie Tista. In your shoes, I’d feel sad and left behind."

Tista had never considered the issue until that moment. The realization hit her like a ton of bricks, and her expression showed it all.

"Leria is right. That’s really sad." Aran nodded. "Don’t worry, Big Sis, when I become a Magus, I’ll mention you in my acceptance speech."

"And so will we." The triplets joined the hug, sniffling. "You don’t have to put on a brave face in front of us, Auntie Tista. We’re family."

A wide range of expressions flashed on Tista’s face, but no one lasted as long as the angry twitch of her left eye.

"Thanks, guys." She said, needing sheer focus to keep the edge out of her voice. "I mean it."

"Don’t worry too much." Morok shrugged. "Someone becomes a Magus, and someone else is content with marrying one. I’m certain that Bodya’s talent will bloom once he becomes a Divine Beast."

"Thank you, Morok." Tista snarled. "Let’s change the topic."

"With pleasure." The Tyrant nodded, unfazed by the not-so-veiled threat in her voice. "Let’s go give the good news to everyone."

"What good news? Your trust in Bodya?" Tista’s eyes flared up with mana while the grown-ups struggled not to laugh at her expense.

"No, I was talking about Friya shutting up." Tista burst out laughing while Friya looked daggers at Morok.

"Thank the gods!" Orion sighed in relief after receiving the news. "No offense, pumpkin, but I’d have rather faced the Gernoffs alone than hearing you talk about dimensional magic again."

"None taken, Dad." Friya whimpered too loudly to be believable.

"I’m happy for both you and Solus, Friya." Protector had an uncharacteristic worried expression. "She has enough for her armor, and you’ve earned yourself a priceless opportunity. I hope I’ll have good news of my own to share. Wish me luck."

"What good news? What’s happening?" Lith furrowed his brows.

"Now that Leran is feeling better, we’ve decided to take a walk in Lutia and see if we still have a home to which to return there." Ryman replied. "I’ve waited to face our neighbors until now because my son was already going through a lot.

"Selia and I have discussed the matter with the children, explaining what they should expect even in the worst-case scenario. Leran says he’s ready, and I believe him."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Lith asked. "My presence should be enough to quell the people’s fear and help them keep a cool head."

"Thanks, but no thanks." Selia said. "If you accompany us, the Lutians would react to Lith Verhen the Divine Beast Magus, not to my Emperor Beast husband or my hybrid children.

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