Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 330: Exhaustion

Warlock Ch 330. Exhaustion

Damian woke up feeling like death warmed over.

His entire body hurt—not the sharp kind of pain from fresh wounds, but the deep, aching exhaustion that settled into his very bones. It was the kind of fatigue that came after pushing his limits too far, after forcing his mana reserves past zero, after making his body keep going when it had no right to.

It reminded him of how he felt after fighting Malthus.

Except this time?

There were no visible wounds.

No battle scars to explain why his limbs felt so goddamn heavy, why his mana was sluggish, why he felt like just existing was taking too much effort.

And this time, it wasn't just about recovery.

No.

This time, he had something worse to deal with. Because he wasn't just injured. He was on Ralvek's list. Or, more accurately, on the list of whoever had been pulling the strings behind Selena's assassination attempt.

Damian sat up slowly, wincing at the stiffness in his muscles. The room around him was dimly lit, the soft glow of enchanted lanterns casting shadows against the dark stone walls. The air smelled faintly of magic—old spell residue lingering in the space, woven into the very foundation of Cassius' estate. The place, despite its normal appearance, was a fortress, reinforced by layers of defensive wards, powerful enough that even he could feel them pressing against the edges of his awareness.

It had been two days since they got back.

Two days of being stuck inside Cassius' stronghold.

Two days of nothing.

No news. No messages. No updates.

Nothing from Aria.

Nothing from Prince Cedric, Selena, Alric.

No word from the Sanctum or the magi government.

It was as if the entire outside world had gone quiet.

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But somehow?

Somehow, they knew something was going on.

Because every time they looked outside, everything looked peaceful. The streets were calm. The city functioned as if nothing had happened. But then— A flicker of movement in the sky. Guards patrolling, gliding through the air on their staffs. More of them than usual.

And they weren't just flying aimlessly.

They were watching.

Waiting.

For what, though? That was the real question.

Damian exhaled, rubbing his temple as he forced himself out of bed. Since he needed to talk, he couldn't stay in bed all day.

He went out and found Evelyn and Victoria in one of the lounges, seated near the massive window overlooking the outer courtyard. Victoria was sipping on something dark and rich, her posture elegant but completely relaxed. Evelyn, on the other hand, was flipping a rune between her fingers, her legs crossed over the armrest of the couch she had claimed.

They looked fine.

Completely recovered.

Which made sense. Unlike him, they only needed a day to get back to normal.

Damian plopped down onto a chair, groaning as he stretched. "Okay, so are we still hiding like criminals, or do we actually have a plan?"

Evelyn didn't even look up. "Hiding? No. Strategically waiting for things to settle? Yes."

Victoria smirked. "You say that, but we have been under siege."

Damian raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Evelyn finally looked at him, resting her chin on her hand. "Since the day we got here, there have been attempts."

Damian blinked. "Assassins?"

Victoria nodded, her expression amused. "Poor fools. Cassius' defenses might as well be a death trap. They never even got close."

Damian exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Right. So, we're just sitting here, waiting for the next attempt?"

Evelyn twirled the dagger between her fingers. "I mean, unless you'd like to go out there and let yourself get killed."

Damian groaned. "Ugh. Pass."

Cassius entered the room then, looking just as composed as ever. "Good. You're awake."

Damian gave him a dry look. "Finally noticed?"

Cassius smirked. "Oh, I noticed. I just didn't care."

Damian sighed dramatically. "Your concern is touching."

Cassius walked to the window, glancing outside at the patrolling guards. "I'm guessing you've noticed by now. No word from Cedric, no word from Aria, nothing from the Sanctum."

Damian leaned back. "Yeah, I noticed. What the hell is going on out there?"

Cassius tilted his head slightly. "Hard to say. But I have a few theories."

Victoria raised an eyebrow. "Such as?"

Cassius exhaled, crossing his arms. "The government is either scrambling to cover this up, or they're fighting about what to do next."

Evelyn scoffed. "What, debating whether or not to kill us off?"

Cassius smirked. "I wouldn't be surprised."

Damian groaned, rubbing his face. "Great. Just what I wanted. More people trying to kill me."

Victoria chuckled. "You do have a habit of making enemies."

Damian sighed. "I have a very punchable face."

Evelyn smirked. "You really do."

Damian groaned, rubbing his face. "Great. Love that for me."

Victoria chuckled, taking a slow sip of her drink. "Well, you do have a way of making things dramatic."

Damian sighed. "I swear, it's not on purpose."

Cassius snorted. "Sure, sure. Keep telling yourself that."

They all laughed, the kind of mocking, tired laughter that came from people who knew they were in deep shit but were too exhausted to care anymore. It wasn't forced—it was resigned, the kind of humor that kept them from focusing on the fact that they were currently stuck in a magic fortress while people outside were probably deciding whether or not to eliminate them.

Cassius leaned against the windowsill, arms crossed, eyes gleaming. "I have another theory, though."

Damian tilted his head. "Oh? Let me guess." He raised a hand dramatically. "That last exam was so chaotic that they're still trying to calm down the angry audiences and the grieving families of the dead participants?"

Cassius grinned. "You read my mind."

Evelyn let out a low whistle. "That would explain the silence."

Victoria hummed. "People don't just forget when their loved ones die for no reason. And considering how many didn't make it out of that nightmare… yeah. The Sanctums are screwed."

Damian tapped his fingers against the table. "Makes sense. They can't just sweep this under the rug. Too many eyes on it. Too many people demanding answers."

Cassius nodded. "Exactly. And that's without factoring in the fae royals. Cedric and his people aren't letting this go."

Victoria chuckled darkly. "Nope. Not when someone tried to assassinate his sister."