Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3986

Chapter 3986: Outlaws (Part 3)

"You have your answer." Salaark’s words made more than one mouth open in shock. "Your current patients chose to be outlaws. I had no voice in the matter, hence I have no responsibility for the outcome of their decision."

The merfolk sighed in relief, drawing several looks on themselves. Rem and the rest of the merfolk had been afraid that whatever fate had led an entire tribe to become outlaw could befall them too.

’I can’t believe humans can be that stupid.’ Rem thought. ’We merfolk would never make such an insane decision.’

"Could you at least give us a field hospital to treat them, please?" Tista asked. "Nothing fancy. Just a place away from the sun where we can take care of our patients."

"Of course, Featherling." The Overlord smiled as though Tista had asked for a candy. "Anything for *you*."

The emphasis on the last word made it clear that the first impression was right. The tent was akin to a candy to Salaark, and she cared nothing whether Tista used it as a trauma center or to throw a party.

"Do you want to resume the welcome ceremony, Overlord?" Rem asked, afraid that any further delay might be taken as a lack of courtesy.

"Thank you, but I’d rather wait." Salaark replied. "I’d like to share such a special event with my Featherlings if it’s okay with you."

"Of course." The merfolk nodded.

The Guardian had been nothing but polite and caring with them, which made her heartless treatment of the refugees even more unsettling.

With plenty of Awakened Healers, potions, and a bit of aid from the tower, Solus and the others managed to bring everyone back to health, no matter how severe their wounds were. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"We’ve done everything we can." Lith said while cleaning his hands from the blood with a pulse of darkness magic. "What they need now is food, water, and plenty of rest."

"I need answers, though." Solus said. "I can understand someone like Meln being declared an outlaw, but not an entire village, let alone their children. This is madness."

She waved at the rows of beds filled with those too young to make any decision or even understand a complex concept like becoming an outlaw.

"I agree, but it’s not Grandma’s." Lith said. "Their parents must have made that choice for them."

"You are probably right, but I want to be sure. I need to be sure." Solus took a deep breath to calm down.

The misery and pain in the room tightened her throat like thick smoke.

"I’ll stay here with them. Don’t worry." Friya said, and Nalrond nodded.

A quick scan of the Watchtower revealed that Salaark was in the nursery, playing with the children and Shargein like nothing had happened.

"Grandma, I need a word, please." Solus said.

"Sure. I’ll be right back, Featherlings." The Overlord kissed the babies one by one, her kindness in so much contrast with her earlier behavior that Solus felt like she was hallucinating.

"Is everything alright, dear? You don’t look well." Salaark Warped everyone in the dining hall and offered tea and biscuits to everyone.

"They travel along the routes that *my soldiers* keep safe. They barter their goods with the merchants, enjoying the prices *I* bartered for. They drink the water from the oases *my Nest* protects and eat the fruits of the plants *I* sowed.

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