Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4477

Chapter 4477: Improved Design (Part 1)

Lith kept the mind link shut, yet Valeron saw something at the edge of his father’s Dragon Scales. The young boy witnessed a twisted version of the loving Thrud he knew, her smile twisted and cruel.

Then, the figure of another woman appeared. She was very tall, with long brown hair streaked blue, and wore sleek silver armor. Valeron experienced the deep feelings Lith had for her and noticed the strongest ones were nostalgia and grief.

"Phloria?" Valeron asked, the name forming on his lips for no reason. "Who is Phloria?"

"An old friend, son." Lith gave the boy a wan smile. "She’s gone, but there’s not one day that I don’t miss her."

Valeron couldn’t feel anything through the Dragon Scales, which could only mean that Lith was shutting them off on purpose, not to hurt him.

[There was no way to solve the conflict peacefully?] He asked the only question that truly mattered.

[No. There wasn’t.] Lith replied. [But there are too many things I can’t explain to you because I wasn’t there. You can ask your grandparents, though.]

He tapped on the warrior pendant on Valeron’s neck, and the young boy held it tight, conjuring Leegaain and Tyris out of thin air.

"What is it, child?" Leegaain knelt to get to Valeron’s eye level and caressed his head.

The young boy just extended his small, scaled hand, and the Guardian listened to his grandson’s request.

"Valeron wants to borrow our memory." Leegaain said after turning to Tyris. "He doesn’t want to know the details about the war. He just wants to see all the memories of his parents we have. Especially those where he was with them."

"I envy you Dragons so much for your Dragon Scales." Tyris sighed, offering the Father of All Dragons her hand. "No need for complex speeches or sharing personal memories to have an honest conversation.

"The Dragon Scales allow you to express what you feel, without leaving any space for misunderstanding."

"About that." Lith said. "I’m curious about why Dragons have such a power, and Griffons don’t."

"Because Dragons have problems expressing themselves." Leegaain replied. "Being cold and reserved is in our nature, and Dragon Scales help us to open up."

"Griffons, instead, know all too well how to express themselves." Tyris said. "Our problem is keeping our feelings under control. If we had Dragon Scales, we’d probably scare each other to death, especially our children.

"We’d project in their mind such an intense love and fear that something might happen to them that they’d grow up scared of their own parents as much as of the outside world.

"I never wanted any of my children to leave me. If it were up to me, I’d keep them close to my bosom their entire lives. Letting them go is the most painful thing I’ve ever done, and I’m happy I didn’t have Dragon Scales to guilt them into staying with me."

"Grandma?" Valeron understood nothing, but he could see the deep sadness in Tyris’ eyes.

"Yes, beloved?"

"I love you." He extended his arms for an embrace, and the Guardian was happy to oblige.

"I love you too. More than you’ll ever know." She held him tight to her chest, the scent of Valeron the First the boy carried reminding Tyris of everything she had loved and lost.

Silent tears streaked down her cheeks as the two men looked at each other in awkwardness.

"So... what’s with the new dress?" Lith cleared his throat. "It’s a new fashion choice, or is it today the anniversary of something?"

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