Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4430

Chapter 4430: Rune Stores (Part 2)

"Because I should have stalled long enough for the Awakened to grieve their fallen and forget about me." Jirni lied with a compassionate smile on her face. "If I’m wrong and they attack me, they’ll find me ready.

"I’m setting the where and when we might clash, which gives me a significant advantage. The Awakened don’t have the time to set a trap because I’m choosing the mission. Not you or any upper echelon of the Kingdom that might be under surveillance.

"This, along with my husband’s and Magus Verhen’s presence, should ensure my survival. If I’m right and nothing happens, instead, I will be able to resume my duty and go back to a normal life."

"I wouldn’t be so sure." Meron sighed. "Awakened are stubborn and can hold a grudge for a long time. Still, I trust your judgment and authorize you and Commander Ernas to participate in the investigation. Is there anything else?"

"No, Your Majesty." Lith shook his head.

"That will be all then. I wish you luck. Meron out."

***

Before departing for Ghishal County, Lith and Jirni made a few final preparations. Lith asked Tista and Faluel to keep an eye on everyone in his absence and be ready to intervene if he needed backup.

Jirni, instead, asked Nalrond to keep constructs of her and Orion moving around the house and park to keep potential Gernoff scouts from noticing their absence. Also, she stopped by the White Griffon Marth and asked Dhiral for a set of elemental toys for Dripha.

"Sure." He nodded, sprouting what looked like six colored foam bonsai with his Dryad powers and then permanently altering their shape and color with light magic. "I don’t think Dripha will like them, though.

"Unlike Milla, her temper always gets the best of her curiosity."

"I’ll keep that in mind." Jirni looked at Ryssa, who just shrugged.

"I swear that I’ve never heard of a Dryad as smart as Dhiral at such a young age. We develop fast, but not that fast, and it takes us years to develop a fraction of the skills he uses in his everyday life."

"Is that a bad thing, Mom?" The baby boy opened his arms to be picked up. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Of course not, sweetie." Ryssa took her son in her arms and kissed his forehead. "You are just... special."

No two years old child on Mogar talked like that or displayed that level of magical mastery aside from talented Dragons like Shargein. Dhiral’s friendship with the Wyrmling was the only thing that kept the baby boy from feeling like a human in a world of goldfish.

"Since I’m already here, can you please make another set for Surin?" Jirni asked, eager to spare Ryssa from more unsettling questions.

"I can do that, but are you sure about it? It’s going to be dangerous, and someone might get hurt." Dhiral said.

"Is Surin that talented?" Jirni was usually devoid of pointless feelings like envy, but the idea of such a stark contrast between her beloved little daughter and Elina’s last born twisted her stomach into a knot.

’What in the gods’ name runs in the Verhen blood? What’s so special about them?’ She thought before she could regain her cool.

"No. She’s nothing special." Dhiral said, making Jirni sigh in relief until she realized he was probably using himself as the benchmark for a baby’s talent. "But Ely is. I would keep the Rune Stores away from her if I were you."

"The what?" Jirni and Ryssa asked in unison.

"Oh, I’m sorry. I meant the squeaky toys." Dhiral replied with the kind smile of a teacher explaining to a kid how a doorknob worked.

After Manohar the Second grew another set of Rune Stores and a bit of chit-chat, Jirni Warped from the White Griffon to the Verhen Mansion.

"I agree with Brinja. There’s something wrong with that kid." She said while handing one set of squeaky toys to Dripha and the other to Elina.

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