Earth's Greatest Magus-Novel

The Royal Hunt is a long-standing tradition that is celebrated every five years, in which a grand event that could be participated in by the wolf half-bloods throughout the Magus Universe was held.

Apart from the priceless prizes given out to those who win, the event was also a great platform for those who wish to demonstrate their worth and be acknowledged by the powerful figures of the bloodline.

However, although it could indeed be entered by half-bloods of the Wolf bloodline from any faction or clan, they had to have and pass a certain set of requirements to participate in the main event.

Every aspiring participant needed to be registered in the Wolf Guild, a singular entity that represented the entire Wolf bloodline in the universe. Not only that, they also had to have their fame to pass certain standards to be eligible to participate.

There are 7 different classifications of fame used to rate each wolf half-blood that signed up for the event. Emery scanned the rating table the fox lady was showing with curiosity evident on his face.

[Grade F : Starting]

[Grade E: 100 fame]

[Grade D: 1000 fame]

[Grade C: 10,000 fame]

[Grade B: 100,000 fame]

[Grade A: 1 million fame]

Wolf Dens quest, military service, or royal decree, those were some of the tasks that would give those who completed them fame points. As for the highest level of fame, the S Grade, it was an honorary title that could only be given by the Alpha King himself.

After contemplating what he had seen, Emery had to admit that this type of system involving fame points was indeed a clever way to nurture talents and bring all kinds of packs that were different from one another together in a spirit of competition.

This resonated perfectly with what the old grand magus Warwick said, about how the Silvermane King valued family over strength.

Annara who was standing next to him appeared to agree as she spoke after understanding the system.

"This is a smart system, and most importantly everything is under Silvermane's control.." She said, a look of contemplation on her face. "It's no wonder that they could become the biggest faction among the Wolf bloodline. All the smaller clans unconsciously sign themselves to be loyal to the Silvermane and join his cause."

Hearing that, Emery nodded his head slightly before turning his attention to the fox lady again, asking her the requirement one needed to pass in order to participate in the Royal Hunt.

"Grade C is the minimum requirement," she said with a smile.

For Emery, or to be exact Evan Valerious, being an unknown nobody he had to make his climb from the very bottom the Grade F. Knowing that the event was quickly approaching, he swiftly checked all the tasks available for him to take. He wanted to get a clear picture of what he should do to obtain the minimum Grade C.

[Rank F Quest]

[Package delivery, Low threats, 20 fame points]

[Wall Construction jobs, 20 days, 40 fame points]

[Information gathering , Low threats, 100 fame points]

[Outpost Guard Duties, 30 days, Low threats. 300 fame points]

[Escort services, 3 days, Medium threats, 400 fame points]

Scouring the list given to him, Emery could see there were dozens of quests that awarded 10 to 500 fame points for Grade F upon completion. As he continued to rise through the ranks, the quests would become more dangerous, but so also the fame points.

Looking at the expression on Emery's face, Annara couldn't help but let out a chuckle. "I bet you are now considering that stealing the item will be a better alternative."

Emery didn't say anything. Technically, the red-haired girl's words were not wrong. With the amount of fame points given, he would need to complete around twenty or thirty quests before he was eligible to join the Royal Hunt.

With that thought in mind, he turned to the fox lady and asked another question.

"When will it be? The Royal Hunt, I mean."

"It will be held during the third seventh cycle of the lunar year, which is in three months." She answered quickly.

Emery heaved a sigh of relief at that, as he thought that he had more than enough time if he chose to go on with this option. But then, the fox lady gave him another piece of information that once again troubled him.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ɴovel(F)ɪre

"Also… I assume you already have the pack ready?"

"...The pack?" Emery was startled by the question.

Realizing that Emery really didn't know much about the event, the fox lady nodded and quickly explained, "Well, the Royal Hunt is an event for wolf packs, meaning you need to have a minimum of five people to join."

".... "

On the other hand, Annara burst into laughter when she heard that. Wiping the tears that came out of her eyes, she said, "So do you still want to do this? Or should we find another way?"

Once again, Emery didn't say anything.

Although now he knew that he needed to find a team, Emery still decided to register first. At the same time, he also read everything he needed to know about the Royal Hunt, from its requirements to rules in detail, to avoid the same thing from happening.

The event was indeed a team competition, where each pack numbered between five to ten people. Every member needed to have at least C Grade of fame points, and the maximum cultivation stage allowed to join is the Crescent Moon of the magus realm, which shows its target toward young talent.

It would certainly be a challenging endeavor for Emery to form his team and simultaneously fulfill the other requirements. However, the more Emery read about the event, the more interested he was in taking part.

One reason that compelled him was that he believed the entire process he had to go through and the time he spent participating in a pack would allow him to understand his bloodline more, which might lead to another breakthrough without relying on serums.

The other reason was that with his memories still troubled, he never felt more alone than now. He knew he couldn't depend on the Ouroboros' kindness forever, and could really also have more allies on his side.

"Here is your identification, Sir." said the fox lady with a smile as she handed out a piece of metal card that glowed with an F rank marking on it to Emery.

Now that he had actually decided to participate in the event, Emery needed to make a move to make it happen.

First agenda, creating his own pack.