Chapter 1920 Trouble

Chapter 1920 Trouble

Emery found himself genuinely surprised by the revelation. While his proficiency in intricate nature spells allowed him to probe the relics, the true depth of understanding came from the assistance of the artificial lifeform. Without it, everything would have remained a mystery to him. Despite possessing advanced spells like [Analyze Flore] and [Universal Flora Knowledge], their application on rocks was limited, and Emery lacked substantial knowledge of magus universe ancient history.

The shock mirrored on the face of the master appraiser further underscored the complexity and sophistication of the artificial lifeform. It went beyond a mere tool—it seemed to possess an intricate intelligence beyond the capability of the master apparaiser.

Anticipating the nobleman's imminent inquiries, Emery decided it was time to exit the premises. "Let's go," he suggested, steering Klea away from potential scrutiny.

"Alright," Klea remarked with a smile as she carefully stored the newfound tablet. Closing in, she expressed her gratitude with a kiss on Emery's cheek. "Thank you for the gift; I love it," she added, her eyes reflecting genuine appreciation.

However, as they stepped out of the store, their moment was abruptly interrupted by the stern voice of the Croft noble. "Stop right there! If you think you can just leave after embarrassing me like that, you are mistaken."

Emery, letting out a resigned sigh, wished to simply ignore the man and move on. Klea, on the other hand, appeared annoyed that the nobleman continued to disrupt their joyous moment. Turning her gaze toward him, she addressed him with a sly smile, "Please, Mister Croft, as I said, I am not interested. Make trouble elsewhere."

The words from Klea only served to further enrage the nobleman, pushing him to the brink. With an enraged snarl, he drew his weapon—a crimson sword, the embodiment of his fury. The young magus standing beside him cautioned, "Young master, they are both half-moon magus; their background might not be simple."

"Huh! I can easily tell they are from the lower realm. What to worry about? I have to teach these worms a lesson not to mess with the Croft!" The nobleman, fueled by his disdain, dismissed the warning, ready to assert his dominance. Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

"Senior Aeon, good to see you again," Emery responded warmly.

They found a quiet corner, settling in for a friendly chat. Emery delved into the wonder surrounding his escape from the Demons' pit prison and his achievements in the Celestials' ruins. Aeon, while acknowledging Emery's accomplishments, seemed a bit surprised that the Magus Alliance had kept the events relatively low-profile, even concealing some facts.

"I have to find the news from other channels, if you know what I mean." Aeon said it with a smile.

Aeon, known for his resourcefulness, proved to be a valuable source of information, becoming the go-to figure for updates on the Magus Guild's activities. The conversation unfolded, with Emery in need of a recommended place to shop.

Despite Via's ability to list multiple available stores, personal recommendations were lacking. Aeon, with his extensive knowledge, informed them that the Magus Guild did offer some formation spells for sale. However, for a specific high-tier Earth spell, he recommended checking a specialist store or, alternatively, heading to the Grand Pavilion—the largest store in the vicinity.

After finishing a few glasses of drink, Aeon shared news about their common friend Cedric, who had apparently opened his own apothecary shop in Golden City. "You should come visit him," Aeon suggested. This was pleasant news, especially for Emery, who was planning to open his own shop as well. Cedric could offer valuable tips and insights.

Thanking Aeon for the information, Emery bid farewell and was on the verge of leaving the Magus Guild. However, to his surprise, he was stopped by the annoying Croft noble once again. This time, the nobleman brought along half a dozen magus, accompanied by an intimidating full moon magus.

"Brother, this is the man who insulted our family," the Croft noble declared.

x x x x x x