I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: You... are an Arcanist?

Feis Street, a quiet alley.Fortunately, the surroundings were all high walls, and no unrelated people came to gather around, or else I would have to worry about how to cover things up.

Lis rubbed his arms. Although the fight just now had not caused any injuries, the sudden consecutive use of three "Blue Ball Skill" and one "Catastrophic Explosion" had subjected his body to violent magic power shocks.

It was also thanks to the attribute adjustments of his strength attribute that his physical strength had increased greatly.

If he could acquire the specialty of a Martial Monk profession and raise his resilience attribute points as well, he estimated that he could withstand a hundred such shocks without his body feeling a thing.

After all, Martial Monks pursue the transcendence of the body, focusing all their abilities on their fists, feet, and bodies.

Which Martial Monk specialty is best suited for me, by the way?

Lis moved his body to alleviate the pain while

Lis spread his hands and said casually:

"I don't have any demands. Tell me, who sent you to trouble me?"

Camus's expression remained the same, asking in surprise:

"What are you talking about? Who else could it be? It's just me."

Lis stared at Camus intently, making him feel somewhat uneasy inside.

"You don't want to admit it? No problem, I've known for a while now."

Lis paused, then spoke softly:

"You think it would be easy to kill me during the Sacrificial Festival?"

Camus still feigned confusion, but a storm was already brewing inside him.

To be honest, he himself had no idea what the master was plotting by testing Lis, and he only had faint suspicions. Seeing the certainty on Lis's face, it seemed that he had long since known about the master's secret schemes.

How could this be possible?

Lis, he's just a Court Viscount...

No, that's not right!

Lis couldn't possibly be that simple. Spending years in the academy doing nothing significant, he used enviable resources but accomplished little.

Now it seems all of that was just his disguise.

To have endured the disdain and mockery from everyone for so long...

This man is too terrifying!

If Lis could hear Camus's thoughts right now, he would probably be embarrassed enough to make him stop his deification act.

"There's no need to pretend anymore. I knew that day in the school."

The Lis standing before him now smiled like a villain, squatting in front of Camus.

To Camus, the smile on his face was clearly that of a demon, marked with pitiful taunt.

Taking a deep breath, Camus instead asked a question that seemed unrelated:

"You... have you become an Arcanist?"

This question had been nagging at Camus ever since the battle, and even though he had his suspicions, he couldn't help but voice his inquiry.

"No."

Lis denied without any hesitation.

He certainly didn't have the bad habit of a villain who doesn't take advantage of their strengths but instead explains their capabilities.

Seeing the name "Arcanist" didn't even register a surprised reaction on Lis, Camus had his answer.

Extraordinary spell power, strange spell effects, and a terrifying knowledge base—is this the horror of an Arcanist?

How did he get involved with such a monster?

That's the path many Golden Mages pursue, and yet here it is, alive and right in front of him.

An Arcanist under twenty?

Bernie, known as the greatest talent the academy had seen in years, couldn't compare, could he?