Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3937

Chapter 3937: Moving Array (Part 2)

"That’s impossible to say." Menadion replied. "The runes of the ring are ancient, and its enchantment belongs to an unknown branch of magic. The tower needs to reverse-engineer the ring from scratch, just like you would.

"It’s a mammoth task, even with the help of the Yggdrasill wood."

"It will be a while, then." Solus noticed a familiar couple approaching her, yet she couldn’t hear a word they said until she dispelled the Hush Zone. "Hi, Aunt Loka. Hi, Malyshka. What are you doing here?"

"And hello to you too." Silverwing said. "I’ve been looking for you for a while. Have you ever heard of something called a communication amulet?"

"Opps!" Solus took the amulet out of the pocket dimension, finding several missed calls. "I’m sorry. I’ve been swamped with work in the Desert and forgot to take it out once I was done."

"Apology accepted." Silverwing nodded. "What’s your excuse, Ripha?"

"I’m glued to Lith’s ass, so I never got one." Menadion replied. "If you want to talk to me, you have to either call him or Epphy."

"What is this sweet smell?" Baba Yaga was in her Maiden form, that of a sixteen-year-old-looking girl with golden hair and blue eyes.

"Chocolate wands, Malyshka. Do you want one?" Solus asked.

"Gladly." The Maiden gave the cookie a tentative bite first and then wolfed it down. "It’s very good. My children would love it for dessert."

"Yeah, about that, do you know how creepy it is hearing someone looking like you talking about children instead of siblings?" Menadion shuddered. "Why the Maiden instead of the Mother?"

"Because Lochra finds it hilarious when people mistake me for her mother, and I’ve decided to give her a taste of her own medicine. Isn’t that right, Mommy?" Baba Yaga used a high-pitched voice as she clung to Silverwing’s arm, drawing lots of gazes to them.

"Mother and daughter make a cute pair." Some said.

"She sure must have had the girl young." Most people said. "Either that or she’s way older than she looks."

"Wow, they nailed it in one, Mommy." The maiden giggled like a little girl.

"Okay, fine! I’ve learned my lesson." Silverwing blushed up to her ears. "Now get off me!"

"Yeah, she’s beautiful, but nothing compared to Elina." A man who had lived in Lutia back when it was still a village scoffed, earning the First Magus’ eternal wrath.

"And don’t get me started about the pipsqueak." An old lady said. "At that age, Rena was much taller and beautiful. She won the Spring Maiden festival by acclamation, and nobody ever walked the stage with such grace aside from Tista."

Baba Yaga had lived for untold millennia, and very few things could anger her. That comment was one of them.

"Pipsqueak?" The Maiden snarled.

Her back was turned on the crowd, so no one but Solus and Menadion saw the rage driving any semblance of innocence away from Baba Yaga’s features. She still retained her youth and beauty, but now looked like a tyrant on the warpath.

"Don’t mind them, Malyshka." Solus shrugged. "Lith’s family raised the bar so high that everyone says that I’m short."

’Because you are.’ Silverwing thought but did not say, hoping that a good mood would make Solus more agreeable.

"Why were you looking for me, Aunt Loka?" Solus asked.

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