Earth's Greatest Magus

From the looks of it the invitation that the other party offered was in good faith, so Emery had no reason to refuse it. Moreover, he currently couldn't really afford to refuse an invitation from such a prominent faction leader.

Of course, Yoro wasn't allowed to join him in such gatherings, which was actually a perfect arrangement since the Ironcrest Patriarch could be seen in the VIP stands. It would be best if they didn't meet at all.

After Emery gave his confirmation, the magus who had invited him quickly led him past the seats towards the VIP stands. Upon arriving, he could see there were a dozen of figures in this place.

The most conspicuous figures were undoubtedly the two patriarchs with their grand magus prowess, while the rest of the people present were all magus. Emery also noticed one familiar face amongst them:

Jason Corvin, the young Corvin whom Emery defeated at the Blood Moon Festival.

Unfortunately, unlike the son who was clearly still giving Emery a look full of negative feelings, the father only seemed to become friendlier as the man walked over and struck up the conversation first.

"I knew that I recognized you…" He said with a faint smile. "You are that young man, aren't you? …It's quite a coincidence to see you here, as if we are linked by fate."

It was indeed fate; but it was definitely not what the other party thought.

Emery hid his disdain and just wordlessly smiled in response to those words, before giving a respectful bow to the two patriarchs.

The Corvin Patriarch then said, "I see you bought the two slaves.. Are you preparing for the Royal hunt?"

Emery has no reason to lie, so he nodded before the Patriarch added, "Those two certainly make a good punching bag seeing how they can take a solid beating like that. Originally, I wanted them but I decided to leave them after noticing your interest."

As Emery suspected, the other party had misunderstood his intentions. Nevertheless, he had absolutely no plans to correct the man and simply nodded his head saying, "Thank you for your generosity."

It was at this moment that Emery realized that the Ironcrest Patriarch was sending a signal to the bald man standing in the arena before he spoke to the man. "It's time, Philips. The next few are the rare ones."

It seemed that the 'rare ones' was the purpose of the Corvin Patriarch coming to the city because Emery could see the man getting excited hearing that. With that in mind, he planned to seize the opportunity to leave the VIP stand.

But unexpectedly, Patriarch Corvin turned to him and motioned with his hand while saying, "You should sit here and join us, my young friend."

Once again, Emery was taken aback by the friendly treatment, which now honestly bordered on suspicion.

The only reason Emery could think of for such behavior was because the man valued his Mythical bloodline just like his brother, or because he was suspicious of him. Unfortunately, there was no way he could know what the truth was.

Before long, the next round of special display was called out – the so-called rare ones, which were apparently magus-level half-blood warriors. To think that even a magus could be forced into slavery was quite a shocking revelation to Emery.

The moment one entered the arena, there were immediately lines of information being displayed on the screen inside the VIP area.

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[Realm: Magus:  New Moon]

[Bloodline Gene: Arctic Wolf]

[Bloodline limit: Rank 4]

[Element Affinity: Ice]

[Price: 2,000,000]

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The first to appear was a female wolf half-blood with a very thin body and light blue hair that looked like it was frozen. His appearance was greeted with loud cheers from the crowd of spectators.

It turned out that for this special display, the magus wouldn't be pitted against another magus as it was too costly. Instead, they would have to face off a beast creature. Thus, it didn't take long before the somewhat empty arena was brightened up by a huge creature resembling a tiger.

The moment the bald man signaled the fight began, the female magus immediately dashed towards the creature, killing it with a clean stab to the neck using her razor-sharp claws after she negated its mobility with what seemed to be an ice element spell.

After the dead creature's body was brought out, the second magus of the special display was summoned to the arena. Emery's eyebrows rose slightly at the sight of the bloodline the magus had.

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[Realm: Magus - New Moon]

[Bloodline Gene - Pyro Wolf]

[Bloodline limit: Rank 5]

[Elementy Affinity: Fire]

[Price- 3,000,000]]

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Both were magus-level combat slaves, and one alone cost quite a fortune. Yet the two patriarchs just bought them so casually as if they were worth nothing.

After the initial two, there were still a few more magus slaves being displayed. All of them were at the same stage, New Moon, and all bought up by the patriarchal duo. However, it seemed they were still not completely satisfied with what they had as Emery caught them talking to the staff, asking who they were waiting for.

A few moments later, the next special display appeared in the arena. This time, Emery could sense something different about the man. Wanting to confirm his suspicions, he looked at the displayed information.

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[Realm: Magus - Crescent Moon]

[Bloodline Gene - Ghost Wolf]

[Bloodline limit: Rank 7]

[Elementy Affinity - Darkness]

[Price- 7,000,000]

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"Here it is!" The Ironcrest Patriarch shouted in excitement as soon as he saw the long-awaited figure of a magus enter the arena. The same could be said of the Corvin Patriarch, but his excitement was well controlled.

Although it seemed exaggerated at first glance, the reaction of the two patriarchs was undoubtedly justified. After all, Rank 7 was a rare Mythical blood that everyone wanted to get their hands on if they could, and having one that would be bound by a blood pact was literally the cream of the crop.

To everyone's surprise, this time it wasn't a beast that was brought out to fight the Mythical half-blood magus, but rather a group of Sky realm warriors. There were ten of them, and when Emery saw their faces, he was taken aback.

They were the Sandune Wolf, with Yori striding at the front of the pack.

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