Supreme Magus novel Chapter 3753

Chapter 3753: Third Place (Part 2)

"Are you sure?" Orion looked unconvinced. "Are you really sure that three consecutive das don’t mean dad?"

"After the d-word surprise, no." Jirni had to admit.

"I’m your big brother, Morok." Morok said, ignoring Orion’s grievances. "Say Morok."

’I swear to the gods, if she says Morok as her second word, I’m going to kill someone. I don’t know who, but someone is going to die.’ Orion inwardly snarled.

"Da wah!" Dripha said with a smile.

"Not even close, but thank you for trying." Morok tickled the baby girl, who laughed in joy. "Can I play with her later?"

"You don’t even have to ask." Jirni replied. "Much to many people’s chagrin, you are Dripha’s favorite uncle."

Lucky snarled at the Tyrant to underline the concept.

"Really?" Morok lit up with joy. "See you later, pumpkin. Your Dad, big sister, and I are on a mission today."

"See you soon, baby girl." Orion hugged and kissed the baby girl. "Daddy will come back soon, but he misses you already."

"Dada!" Dripha said, extending her little arms as soon as Orion stepped away from her crib.

"She said dada! Congratulations." Morok patted Orion’s shoulder, whose knees were wobbling and his eyes watery.

"Nonsense. That’s just da said twice and quickly. She has no idea what dada means-"

"Dada!" Dripha called again, staring at Orion.

"What did you say, baby girl?" He leaned heavily against the crib, needing sheer willpower not to stumble.

"Dada!" Dripha smiled and extended her little arms until Orion picked her up.

"I’m sorry, can you tell Quylla I need a bit longer to prepare?" Orion stood frozen like a statue. His voice was steady, but he kept his face turned so that no one could see it. "I’ll come to you as soon as I’m ready."

"Take your time." Morok looked at his pocket watch and pretended to be late for something. "Oh, gods! I’ve got to run! It’s time for Quylla’s twelfth morning snack and third bowel movement. You know she gets cranky when she’s hungry."

"She’s always cranky of late." Jirni opened the door and nodded a thank you at Morok as he bolted out of the room.

"Dada! Dada!" Dripha kept saying as Jirni moved a chair for Orion to sit.

"Yes, baby girl. I’m your dad." He held the baby girl to his chest, feeling his heart swell with joy and tearing up for the void left by Phloria’s death at the same time.

It had been a long time since Orion had heard a small voice calling him like that, but it felt like yesterday to him. His feet refused to move away from the crib while his blade, Grimlock, begged the Mad Queen to come back from the dead so that it could slay her.

"Dada!"

"Congratulations, dear. Another daddy’s girl." Jirni smiled softly. "I am so happy for you that I could cry."

Despite her words, her voice was warm but steady.

"Thanks, my love." Orion allowed himself to sniffle. "I’m sorry for you. I’ll work hard to make sure that Dripha says mom next instead of Morok."

’This does it!’ Jirni inwardly roared. ’All those months carrying her in my womb, all the fear and preparations against the Gernoff, and I get third place in Dripha’s heart after an exclamation and Orion? If Dripha doesn’t say Morok first, of course.

’I don’t know who or how, but I need to kill someone. Someone must die to relieve my anger!’

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