Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3715

Chapter 3715: Mistaken Identity (Part 2)

Like Elysia, they had no idea what had gone wrong, but unlike her, they trusted their parents and gave the baby boy the time and space Valeron needed. Yet their pain was nothing compared to Fluffy’s.

Kalla the Wight was still a guest of the Verhen Mansion and forced the young Byk to endure grueling training sessions whenever they met.

"How many times do I have to tell you I’m not Nok?" Fluffy panted heavily as ghastly Wraiths chased him around the Mansion.

He had gotten too fast for skeletons, so Kalla had moved on to flying lesser undead.

"Just don’t." Kalla shook her head. "I’m not falling for that trick again."

"Aren’t you going to intervene?" Garrik asked Nok while they had a mid-game snack.

"Nah, it helps Mom keep her mind off work and Fluffy busy." The Byk munched a giant version of the young Tyrant’s honey bread. "He’ll thank us later. Trust me."

Fluffly had to concede that since the start of Kalla’s mandatory boot camp, his body and mana core had developed steadily. Yet seeing the source of his trouble stuffing his face while Fluffy ran for his life angered the young Byk beyond reason.

He had tried to point at the real Nok more than once, but the moment he did, the undead caught up to him, and while he screamed in fear, Nok hid behind the closest tree or bush.

"Fluffy!" A familiar voice brought the frenzied chase to a halt.

"Mom! Thank the gods you are here." The young Byk had never been happier to see his mother.

"Fluffy? Mom?" Kalla stopped the Wraiths, trying to make sense of those words.

"When did you get so fat?" Fluffy’s mother examined her son, finding him overweight since the last time they had met. "Don’t mind me, and keep running. You need some exercise."

"Mom, we meet for the first time after months, you arrive to see me chased by undead, and the first thing you notice is my weight?" Fluffly snarled in outrage.

"You look fine, and the undead release no killing intent." The huge Byk gave him a reproachful look. "Your weight is the only dangerous thing in this beautiful mansion, and I pointed it out."

"Do you finally see it, old hag?" Fluffy turned to Kalla. "I have been telling the truth all along. Your real son is sitting right there. How can you be so stupid that you don’t see him hiding in plain sight?"

Fluffy pointed at Nok, catching him by surprise.

Then, Kalla did something nobody expected. She started to cry.

"I’m sorry." She sobbed. "I thought you were my baby cub. I was so worried about you. I just wanted you to live a long and healthy life with me."

Fluffy felt terrible. His mother was glaring at him and the children stared at him like he was the scum of Mogar, even Garrik. Worst of all, as Kalla kept weeping, Nok charged at Fluffy in hatred, releasing the killing intent of a murderous war machine.

There was no more training ahead of him, only a fight for survival.

"Stop right there!" The female Byk put herself between Nok and her son. "I’m Thula, mother of Fluffy, and I deserve an explanation."

Nok bared his fangs and roared, but Thula didn’t flinch.

"She’s right, baby." Kalla sobbed. "Please, let me do the talking."

She explained everything amid tears, taking the full blame for the misunderstanding and owning her own mistake. All the while, Nok stared at Fluffy, panting in barely contained bloodlust.

"Let me get this straight." Thula said. "Garrik took you as his steed."