Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

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Chapter 667 A Favor

Quincey breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Heliosphere Cauldron showed not

reaction.

In his heart, he secretly rejoiced.

On the surface, he pretended to feel regret, patting Emrys‘ shoulder and saying, “Mr. Lurf, it seems that

fate cannot be forced.”

Fortunately, the inheritor of Azure King’s will was not bound to this place. Otherwise, Quincey would

have been devastated.

In a good mood, Quincey began to speak more. He constantly comforted Emrys, and a smile couldn’t

help but appear on his face. “Mr. Lund, don’t be disheartened. Since you have gained the approval of

Azure King’s will, you are destined for great opportunities in the future. This minor setback is

insignificant-

However, Quincey suddenly stopped talking, and the smile on his face froze.

They heard a resonating hum. The half–human–high cauldron, standing tall before the trio, suddenly

flickered with a red glow. In the next moment, it began to levitate in an

eerie manner.

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The trembling continued incessantly.

And with each tremulous hum, the crimson light radiating from the cauldron would flicker once.

With every flicker of light, the size of the cauldron diminished slightly.

In the end, the cauldron, which was originally immensely heavy, suddenly transformed into something

no larger than half a palm. It gently fell into Emrys‘ hand.

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continued to spin and rub back and forth in a cute manner.

“This…” Quincey was instantly dumbfounded, the muscles on his cheeks twitching wildly.

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His wide eyes reflected the shock in his heart.

Indeed, it was hard to believe.

The process of a magical treasure pledging its allegiance was far from simple. The act of blood–

dropping was merely the first step. If the artifact responded, it indicated that it held a certain fondness

for the one who dropped the blood.

However, this did not necessarily imply a successful pledge of allegiance.

The magical treasure would continue to present its trials. Only those who successfully passed its trials

would ultimately be considered its rightful master.

What is happening before my eyes? Emrys had only smeared a drop of blood on the Heliosphere

Cauldron, and it pledged its allegiance. Is there no need for any test? Is Emrys‘ blood truly that

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extraordinary? Quincey was both shocked and heartbroken.

Abel couldn’t help but show surprise.

Indeed, as the inheritor of Azure King’s will, such a stroke of luck was truly beyond the reach of

ordinary people.

Those who were blessed with great fortune always possessed one or two traits that could drive others

to envy. For instance, they might have a natural affinity with magical

treasures.

Perhaps Emrys was just that kind of person.

Abel was thoroughly impressed.

At that moment, Emrys suddenly turned to Quincey, his face peculiar as he began to say, “Mr.

Gallagher, I am truly grateful to you.”

Quincey’s heart was breaking, yet he could only manage a bitter smile and say, “Mr. Lund, don’t say

that. The fact that you have gained the recognition of the Heliosphere Cauldron is due to your own

abilities. There is no need to thank me.”

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“No. I must still express my gratitude to you, Mr. Gallagher.” With a serious expression, Emrys said, “At

first, the cauldron showed no reaction, and I thought I was surely going to fail. It must have been when

you, Mr. Gallagher, comforted me that it was moved, and that is why it recognized me as its master.”

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Quincey was almost shocked to the point of spitting out a mouthful of old blood,

Quincey did not genuinely mean any of those comforting words. He was clearly rejoicing deep down

inside. The fact that Emrys could utter such things was truly infuriating.

In simpler terms, Emrys‘ words had struck a nerve with Quincey.

Quincey was overwhelmed by a strong desire to end his own life. Stay composed! Stay composed!

Quincey took deep breaths continuously, and after a considerable amount of time, he finally managed

to calm the resentment in his heart. With a solemn tone, he said, “Mr. Lund, this is your fortunate

opportunity. I wish you the best.”

His expression was serious, his gaze sincere. Unlike before, there were no evident signs of pretense.

Whether it was the spirit fire or the Heliosphere Cauldron, the chances of retrieving them were slim.

Instead, it would be more beneficial to be generous and grant Emrys a favor.

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