Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4515

Chapter 4515: One Drop (Part 1)

"My baby boy is alive. He’s perfect, and all those disgusting flames don’t torment him any longer. How did you do that? I thought your flames were meant to burn and destroy." The Dryad asked.

"That’s what I also believed, child, and the reason I once called Lith, the Destroyer." The Crone caressed Althika’s hand with her thumb. "We were both wrong. His silvery flames are meant to cleanse what’s been tainted and right what’s crooked.

"Lith’s Dread Flames only burned my mad daughter’s demented magic that forced the life forces of your baby to take the form of a Vurdalak. Lith has freed them from their cage and let them revert to their original state as if nothing wrong has ever happened to them."

"Life forces?" The Dryad echoed in disbelief. "Do you mean my baby boy has more than one?"

"I... may have glossed over a small detail." The sadness and regret in Lith’s voice became palpable. "Your unborn child is not just a human. He’s a human baby who carries one drop of Phoenix blood and another of Dragon blood.

"He’s no different from the baby my cursed brother would have if he never turned into a Vurdalak. Your son carries a life force similar to Leria’s, my niece, or any of Rena’s children. In other words, he’s a Verhen."

The thought of associating his family name with Orpal’s spawn disgusted Lith, but he still retained enough of his self-induced illusion to speak those words without letting his feelings transpire.

Lith still considered the unborn baby to be Carl’s child, Erik. On top of that, his earlier conversation with Elina was still vivid in his mind. He had promised not to poison his family against Trion, and the baby was no different.

’No matter the circumstances of his conception, the little guy is a Verhen. Mom will cry with joy when she learns that at least part of her lost son is alive and that she has a second chance to save him.’

"Really?" Althika smiled from the bottom of her heart. "Then my bad feelings were just caused by my stupid, power-hungry Dryad instinct! I wasn’t grieving the loss of my son, only the loss of the powers his Divine Beast side gave to me."

"I’m afraid that’s the case, child." Baba Yaga gave the Dryad a warm smile.

"Are you serious?" Since Naphila was still squirming on the floor, one of the Elders took it upon himself to enter the ward and ask the important questions. "Can a Vurdalak become a Verhen?"

"Yes, you obnoxious prick, or I wouldn’t be here." Salaark appeared out of thin air with Leegaain by her side. "That baby carries a drop of my blood. It’s just one, but I could feel it all the way to the Blood Desert."

Her glare brought the Redcap and every other elder witnessing or listening to the conversation to their knees.

"Interrupt any of us again with your disgusting comments, and it will be the last thing you ever do!" She turned to Lith, her furious expression becoming sweet and caring. "Thank you so much, Featherling.

"I know how much you despise your brother and how much this must have cost you. Yet I want you to know that even though my spite for Meln is no less than yours, I still mourn my blood he possessed.

"Thanks to you, Featherling, that blood is no longer lost. The potential that your revolting brother murdered, you brought it back to life. Back to me." Salaark cried softly.

"It’s just one drop of blood, a potential that might not manifest itself for many generations, but it exists only thanks to you, Featherling. For that, you have my eternal gratitude."

’Thank Bohr she doesn’t want to name him after me!’ Lith inwardly sighed in relief.

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