127 Formation Guild 1 (1/2)

Dyon walked slowly along the marble and jade paths. He had deviated to Heaven's Wine to take advantage of Ice Petal's Dance's calming effect, and now it was already midday and a good time to head to the formation guild.

Although Dyon had no idea where it was, because of his 6th sense, he could blanket the city and look for a high concentration of formed arrays. The city itself was only about 10-20km in diameter considering much of the buildings had inner worlds, so, with the use of his crystal will's amplification, he could cover a good percentage of it at a time.

Soon, he came to a bustling tower. People constantly moved in and out – shouting could be heard as orders were sent in and received, and there were even some nervous examinees flipping rapidly through the thick books in their hands.

Because of the noise, Dyon didn't attract too much attention walking in. His black sweat pants were still pulled up to his calves, and his clean and crisp white t shirt clung to his lean torso. His hands were in his pockets and seemingly matching his lazy appearance, his eyes were dull, lifeless and uninterested in everything around him.

Noticing there was a line to the information desk, Dyon stood at the back, patiently waiting.

Looking around, he diligently took everything in.

He stood within a large circular lobby with dozens of doors around the edges. He could faintly feel some space type wills behind them, so he was sure that each led to its own inner world.

At the center of it was a large and hollow centered information desk. There, at least 10 beautiful employees took the questions of each customer, respectfully sending them to the proper inner world.

Yet still, at the center of the desk, a large glass tube shot upwards before branching out into hundreds of smaller tubes. Cylinders that seemed to contain scrolls flew in every which way in the web of glass. Dyon immediately understood that this was how they communicated here. He watched with interest as the flow of messages never seemed to stop. Whether going up or coming down, they never ran into each other.

Finally, it was Dyon's turn.

One of the beautiful employees looked up at him with interest. They all wore stock uniforms that made them look almost like human world flight attendants. A low-cut white blouse matched with a grey mini skirt and black stockings, all wrapped up with an elegant white bow around their necks. Even their hats were adorable.

But, even knowing how good she looked, the beauty's brown eyes couldn't help but sparkle when she looked up at Dyon's handsome face. Despite something telling her that he was dangerous, she couldn't help it.

In spite of seeing the elegantly pointed ears of the formation guild's attendant turn a furious shade of red, Dyon paid no mind.

”I'd like information of taking formation guild tests, please.”