Earth's Greatest Magus-Novel

Chapter 1032 Furnace Center

His feet atop an orbirter, Emery's figure flew across the Hyperion planet, heading towards his destination – the furnace center. The place where the elites could get access to a body tempering service – the service which he already did six months ago.

He went there with only one intention, to keep his promise to Master Dulin the Dwarf master who was in charge of the furnace center. It had been months since that promise was made, and Emery had finally had time to fulfill it.

As he flew over the sky of Hyperion city, Emery noticed that a figure was flying right behind him at an unprecedented speed, bridging the distance between them fast. He was startled by the unexpected discovery, but it lasted only for a moment because he soon realized who it was.

Thanks to Spirit Reading, Emery learned that the figure was actually Magus Shena who was flying with a pair of wings that was the result of her second Bloodline transformation. When she finally caught up and flew parallel to Emery, the magus said.

"You should have told me you were leaving."

Emery was surprised when he heard her words, but fortunately the wind blowing over his face helped hide his expression. Meanwhile, he couldn't help but wonder as to why the magus seemed so determined to follow him so closely.

"Senior, if my safety is the main concern, you don't need to. This is the Hyperion planet. I'm sure that I'm pretty much safe here."

Unexpectedly, the female magus gave him a little smirk before saying some incomprehensible words. "You really think so, don't you…"

Emery was wholly perplexed by the answer. He then tried to use the opportunity to ask further, however, the female magus either deflected or diverted the question. In the end, she simply said that it was all her duty to the king to keep a close eye and ensure his safety.

Her words sent Emery's brain raging once again, as countless thoughts began to appear in his mind. Unfortunately, Emery did not have the opportunity to dwell on them because he had finally arrived at the flying island where the furnace center was.

Emery was quickly greeted by the familiar sight of the huge construct. Its many metal pipes spouting out different colors of smoke once again entered his field of vision. A faint smile subconsciously appeared on Emery's face.

As soon as his orbiter descended to the ground, Emery made his way into the place. Stepping through the door, he saw that the place was quite bustling with people. The reception was almost filled to the brim as the staff seemed to be busy handling the customers – privileged acolytes and elite magus alike.

Emery could see some familiar faces in the crowd. Among them were the Nephilim trio – Armand and his two friends – whom he did not wish to talk with. Hence Emery acted as if he didn't see them and swiftly walked over to one of the staff who was free.

"Welcome to Hyperion's furnace center. I apologize but we are very busy at the moment. If you are looking for body tempering service, an open slot will be in four weeks' time. We apologize for the inconvenience."

Emery was a little taken aback by the fact that the queue was full for up to a month, knowing how much it would cost to have a body tempering service. It was at this time that Emery, once again, realized that becoming an apothecary seemed to have very bright prospects.

For a moment, he wondered if he had taken the wrong profession and that he should have become an apothecary instead. A moment later, Emery violently shook his head to dispel that thought.

'No no.. this is a crazy thought.'

Waking up from his random little episode of contemplation, Emery smiled at the staff and said,

"Hello, and no. I'm actually not looking for a tempering service. Instead, I'm looking for Master Dulin. Please let him know that Emery Ambrose is here."

The staff did not contact the Dwarf master. She told Emery that the master was also very busy at the moment, so unless he had an appointment beforehand, they couldn't let him in. She then said that he should come again in three weeks.

Not willing to give up, Emery gritted his teeth before saying, "Actually, I am his brother, Master Grom's disciple, and it is really important for me to meet him as soon as possible. It's about…Herbs. Yes, important herbs."

The staff seemed very surprised when she heard Emery's reason and saw his expression. She quickly had a change of attitude and let Emery in.

"Hopefully I don't get in trouble for this," muttered Emery under his breath as he entered the inner area.

He quickly walked through the corridor he had been in before and arrived at a familiar room – Master Dulin's main workshop. From afar, he saw that the dwarf master apparently had a guest with him.

A young man around his age, with a grand magus figure standing next to him. Emery could clearly see how respectful the dwarf master was towards the other party.

From outside, Emery could hear the young man speak in a serious tone, "I will come again in two weeks, and it better be ready or the Cross family will hear about this." The subdued voice of the dwarf master sounded quickly afterward.

'Yes.. yes... Of course. I will make sure it will be ready by then."

The young man didn't say anything else and turned around. When he saw Emery standing on the door, he stopped in front of him and said in an arrogant manner.

"Huh, Emery Ambrose. I see that you are preparing for the final as well." He suddenly snorted and scoffed. "I am telling you, don't waste your time. I will not let any of you half-bloods get into the top 5."

Emery was caught off guard by the young man's sudden words. He was kind of confused, and carefully opened his mouth. "Uhm… I'm sorry, but who are you?"

Hearing the reply, the young man suddenly flew into rage.

"You!! You! How dare you?!"

The young man seemed to want to say more, but the grand magus behind him quickly stopped him by saying, "Young master, this is not the place and time. Please hold your anger."

In the end, the youth snorted in anger and left the place after throwing a hateful glare at Emery. On the other hand, Emery was left standing there, completely clueless and dumbfounded. Moments later, he finally opened his mouth.

"What just happened?"