Supreme Magus novel Chapter 805

Chapter 805 Empress“ Gambit Part 1

By that time, he and Phloria had long broken up, plus they hadn’t talked to each other until Jirni’s last birthday. Phloria had no way to know and Friya had completely forgotten that shapeshifting was supposed to be kept a secret.

"Probably." Friya corrected herself in time.

"Headmaster?" Quylla asked.

"Your sister is right." Marth said. "It’s rare, but some Emperor Beasts can change their appearance. I asked for Kalla’s help because the White Griffon lacks a Necromancy expert and even though she is young, she runs circles around even the Professors of the Black Griffon.

"Everyone in this room knows, since its common knowledge among the upper echelons of all the three great Countries. But it’s a major secret among the general population, so keep it for yourself."

Marth didn’t like the idea of sharing state secrets with children, but Kalla was still very clumsy, both physically and socially. It was only a matter of time before they found out anyway.

’Neither Lith nor Friya were surprised. I must report to the Kingdom how deep the bond of those two with the Emperor Beasts is.’ Marth thought. Humans with a good relationship with beasts were even rarer than shapeshifters, or so he thought.

All countries were looking for ambassadors capable of talking Emperor Beasts into sharing their secrets.

"I need a drink." Phloria sunk into the nearest chair, quickly followed by Quylla.

Friya kept biting her tongue to not share Protector’s secret in front of the Headmaster, nor to laugh about how similar her sisters’ reaction was to her own.

"Kalla? Is that you?" Quylla asked once the two Awakened returned.

She had never talked much with the Wight, but she had cried a lot during Balkor’s attack when she had thought that both Kalla and Protector had died to save the White Griffon students.

"Who else could I be, little one?" Kalla replied while making her flesh turn into darkness and revealing a glimpse of her human skull.

"Dammit, Kalla." Marth said in frustration. "Why do you keep doing that? I told you to keep your identity a secret for the good of both the Kingdom and your own. Most researchers refuse to work with you because you scare them with your shenanigans..."

"They refuse to work with me because they are close-minded cowards." Kalla’s voice was calm and soft, yet echoed throughout the lab, making more than one Healer flinch.

"This is not a shenanigan." She pointed at the half of her body covered in darkness while the other half was still flesh and blood. "This is who I am, what a Wight would look like if they were born human instead that as a Byk.

"I’ve no reason to be ashamed of my origins nor I’m here to coddle their prejudices about Mogar. If my presence is unwanted, I’ll gladly leave."

"Well said. It’s them who should be ashamed of their childish behavior." A strong, feminine voice said, accompanied by the sound of clapping hands.

Milea Genys, the Magic Empress of the Gorgon Empire, stepped forward with her hand extended towards the Wight, who promptly shook it.

She was a 1.75 meters (5’ 9") tall woman, with long wavy honey-hued hair who looked like to be in her mid-twenties. She was wearing the ample deep-blue mage robe of the healers from the Empire, making her indistinguishable from her colleagues.