Zorka Slavy : Rise of the Supreme Sorcerer

Chapter 3. Renata in Fury

Mansion Kayleigh. The house of the powerful wizard couple, Demista and Renata.

Two shadowy figures faced Demista in the dark of night.

"The mission's done, Master. We've disposed of the child in Sorgindua," reported one of them.

"Chances are he's dead by now. The fire blossom poison must have wrecked his heart."

Demista, seated in his study, remained silent. He opened his desk drawer, took two pouches of gold coins, and tossed them to his two shadowy soldiers.

"Good job. But in the future, don't appear in front of Renata. She probably already knows what you've been up to.”

And it turns out, what Demista said was true. Renata, locked in the tower, went berserk.

"You bastard, Demista! Where is my son, Zorka?"

Renata unleashed her lightning-infused magic, creating an electric storm in the tower. Unfortunately, Renata's magic couldn't break the barrier Demista created to imprison her.

The thunderous sound sent shivers down the spines of those residing in Mansion Kayleigh. They couldn't fathom the destruction Renata could cause with her magic.

Fortunately for the servants and shadow troops, the star seal crafted by Demista managed to withstand Renata's magic. Otherwise, Mansion Kayleigh could have been obliterated by Renata's onslaught.

"Demista! Didn't I tell you not to touch my son? Why did you discard Zorka?" Renata yelled through telepathy.

Demista, sitting in contemplation, gazing at the tower from his workspace, replied, "It's what I should have done. That useless child should have been discarded long ago."

"He's your flesh and blood. You should have compassion for him because he's your descendant, Demista Evrion de Slavy!"

"Tch, even though he's my biological child, he has no magical abilities. Why bother raising a useless human," Demista retorted.

Renata grew angrier. Her entire body surged with sparkling blue lightning magic. Only her red eyes emphasized her rage.

"Where is my son, Demista? Why can't I feel the fire of his soul?”

"You owe a debt to your child, Demista!" Renata lowered her tone.

But her cold voice just disgusted Demista.

"Quiet! I don't owe anything to that kid, no!"

Now the tables turned, Renata smirked.

"I'll remind you of that every day, my dear husband. And remember, even though you might have destroyed Zorka, believe me, that kid is still alive with a new spirit.”

"Shut up!" Demista snapped, unleashing a dark fire magic attack at the tower, with wicked intentions to torment Renata.

Yet, Renata stood firm against Demista's magical assault.

"Hahaha, you clueless jerk! Because of that bastard child from a harlot, you've changed. Your less magically talented sibling's effort seems to have transformed you. Truly pathetic, Demista.”

Demista gritted his teeth. He admitted he owed his life to Zorka, but Neterin's influence egged him on and changed him.

And then there's Ellenasia, the magic-talented child from Demista and Elleanour's affair. That's what led Demista to trap Renata, sealing some of her magic powers and locking her in the tower.

Demista rose from his work chair, raising his hand to unleash a powerful spell towards the tower through his office window. However, his plan was disrupted by a knock on the door and the voice of a little girl.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Papa, can Ellenasia come in?"

Demista lowered his hand, welcoming Ellenasia. "Come in, sweetheart."

"Aha, not attacking me because of the beloved illegitimate child," Renata taunted through telepathy.

Demista grunted in annoyance, heading toward his office door. As it opened, a golden-haired little girl appeared.

He suppressed his irritation, focusing on Ellenasia and gently asking, "What's up, Ellenasia?”

"Is Ellenasia bothering you, huh?" the blue-eyed girl said.

Demista was about to respond, but Renata interrupted telepathically.

"Clearly, you're bothering me, you little devil! Your dad was about to punish me, and here you come. What do you want, huh? Seeking sympathy to be daddy's favorite? Blast your magic at me so he's satisfied, hahaha."

Hearing that, Ellenasia trembled, her eyes welling up.

"Renata! Shut up!" Demista shouted.

Renata laughed gleefully after mocking words to Ellenasia. Demista cradled his crying daughter and left his workspace. 

Meanwhile, Renata stopped laughing, replaced by a sorrowful sob.She remembered her son. Renata cried, embracing herself against the wall.

"Zorka, Zorka. Forgive me, dear. Forgive your mother who couldn't protect you."

Renata's grief lingered, crying with deep sorrow. A week before Zorka's expulsion, Renata had a vision.

Renata, besides being a powerful sorceress, was also a seer. She could see someone's future. So, she knew what happened to her son.

In her dream, Renata met her son's true spirit. Zorka spoke of his death to Renata.

"Mom, I'm already gone. Dad ordered two dark guards to throw me into the Sorgindua forest. There, I was poisoned... But before I truly died, I saw a man's soul replace mine.

I felt a strong magical energy in that man. A man who seemed to come from nowhere.”

Renata fell silent, staring blankly towards the tower window. She closed her eyes, searching for Zorka's whereabouts through her visions. Thankfully, Renata quickly located an image of her son.

"Lucky that I planted a tracking spell on you, dear. Makes it easy for me to find you through my visions," Renata muttered.

She found Zorka sitting, huddled, embracing his knees inside a wooden cart pulled by a horse. Zorka wasn't alone; there were other kids around him. Renata was surprised to see some of the children crying with fearful eyes.

"Why is he in a wooden cart with other kids?"

Suddenly, Renata realized something. She had heard stories of child kidnappings, where they were sold as slaves.

This enraged Renata, but she couldn't do anything, just watch from afar.

Frustrated from being confined within the sealed tower, Renata pounded the tower wall vigorously until her hands were bloody.

"You bastard, Demistaaa!" Renata cursed in frustration because she was imprisoned.

Demista heard Renata's scolding through telepathy. Seeing her father stop walking, Ellenasia felt anxious.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Tiny hands touched Demista's cheek, making the usually stern man snap out of it.

"Ah, nothing, Sweetie. Let's go meet your mom," Demista said, treating Ellenasia gently.

Renata sighed in annoyance. She directly witnessed Demista's behavior towards Ellenasia through her visions.

"Hypocritical human!”