Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3394

"Big bro, I’m already seven and we live on a farm." Aran shrugged. "Dad taught me already."

"You did?" Lith turned to Raaz in surprise.

"Son, a farmer who doesn’t know how to butcher his own animals is an embarrassment." He replied. "I didn’t teach you only because by the time I believed I could entrust you with a knife you had already learned everything you needed from Selia."

"I’ve learned from Mom." Leria said with pride. "I always help her prepare the chickens."

Much to Lith’s surprise, the children weren’t bothered by the blood. The only thing they did was to cover the head of the carcass with a cloth so as not to face its gaze. They even alternated using the knife and magic to make things faster and cleaner.

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Once they returned to Jambel, the kids rushed to call their respective mothers to tell them how amazing their fathers and brothers/uncles were. The Baroness, instead rushed to her son to share the joy of finally having toddlers in their home with him. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

"They are so cute and smart." Mirias sighed. "I can’t wait to meet my grandchildren."

"Mom, not you too! Dad already gave me the speech today." Kotu groaned.

"Don’t talk back to me like that, young man! Your sister at least has a fiancé. You are young, handsome, and the future ruler of Jambel. There’s a line around the block of girls wishing to date you. How can you still be single?"

"Mom, they want my money, not me!"

"Gods, this is Tista all over again." Aran rolled his eyes, sighing.

"Don’t roll your eyes at me, young man!" Elina was thousands of kilometers away but he straightened up anyway at her voice. "A mother doesn’t say those things for the fun of it. It’s because we worry."

"Yes, Mom. Sorry, Mom." Aran nodded like a frenzied parrot.

"Mom, will you tell me the same things you say to Aunt Tista when I grow up?" Leria swallowed hard, going for a softer approach on the matter.

"Of course I will, baby girl." Rena said with a warm and loving voice, yet it sounded like a threat to Leria.

"Dad?"

"Your mother and I are a team, sweetie." Senton replied, making her swallow harder.

"Grandpa, you are Mom’s Dad, correct?"

"Yes, Leria. Why?" Raaz asked in confusion.

"It means you are her boss. Like my dad tells me what to do, you can tell Mom what to do. Correct?"

"Yes, dear, and you can be certain that when that day comes, I’ll cheer on your mother."

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Meanwhile, inside Solus’ room, the generational battle continued on another frontline.

"Well, Mom, what do you think of Lith?" Solus asked.

"The same as yesterday." Menadion shrugged. "In front of his family, he acts like a decent human being. Why? Do you want me to give him a medal for this?"

"Fine. I won’t argue. This time." Solus grunted. "Tomorrow I’m coming with you. I want to see if it’s him acting that badly or you being that stubborn."

"For the love of the gods don’t take me as a role model for handling money!" Trion replied. "Back when I first got in the army, I was so happy to finally have some money of my own and no family expenses that I splurged several wages on high-end clothes and restaurants.

"I even incurred debts and didn’t get into trouble only because my comrades noticed my terrible spending habits and taught me to be fiscally responsible."

"Gods, I’m so sorry, Trion." Raaz slumped on the nearest chair. "I never knew you had it so bad."

"Like Lith said, Dad, it’s not your fault." Trion patted Raaz’s shoulder. "I was already an adult back then and I made poor decisions. That’s on me, not you."

"What he said." Lith nodded. "By the way, how is Aran with money?"

"He never had any." Raaz shrugged. "Your mother and I buy him everything he needs and you spoil him rotten with toys he couldn’t buy even if he wanted."

"Thank you, big bro!" Aran yelled from inside the bedroom.

Lith peeked inside, watching his little brother tuck himself in bed with Onyx. She was in a hybrid form the size of a small girl but covered in a soft fur that kept them both warm.

"First, we must teach him the value of money before it’s too late." Lith said. "Something like giving Aran an allowance for doing the chores or getting good grades. No free money, he must understand the work behind every copper coin."

"Sounds like a good idea, son." Raaz nodded with a proud smile. "You are going to be a better father than your old man."

"We’ll see about that." Lith replied. "Second, how close to home are Mom’s worries?"

He pointed at the snuggling couple that was already fast asleep.

"Completely off mark, for the gods’ sake!" Raaz whispered in outrage. "Aran is just a seven years old boy. He only sees Onyx as his best friend and playmate."