Ascension To Divine Throne

Chapter 52: Are You an Arcanist?

In a secluded alley on Fis Street.

Luckily, the surroundings were all high walls, and there were no unrelated people coming over to join the fun. Otherwise, he would have to figure out how to cover up the situation.

William rubbed his arms. Although he hadn't been injured in the recent battle, the consecutive use of three Blue Bombs and one Shatterburst had subjected his body to intense magical shock.

It was fortunate that his strength attribute received an attribute correction, enhancing his physical strength significantly.

If he could obtain the Brawler profession specialty and raise his resilience attribute points as well, then even if this kind of shock occurred a hundred times, he wouldn't feel a thing.

After all, brawlers pursued the transcendence of the body, focusing all their abilities on their fists and body.

Which profession specialty of the Brawler was most suitable for him again?

While William was moving his body to alleviate the pain, he was also rummaging through the pile of rubble that used to be the core of the teleportation magic array.

"There it is!"

William picked out a crystal sphere the size of a fingernail from the pile of rubble. It was transparent and colorless, with a faint black dot visible in the center of the crystal.

Sure enough, it was still there, the Void Crystal!

As the name suggested, the Void Crystal contained spatial power. The black dot inside the crystal was the manifestation of spatial energy.

No one knew how these crystals were formed, but people had discovered ways to use the spatial energy contained within them through continuous exploration.

Almost all teleportation arrays were built around a Void Crystal.

Since Camus's teleportation array failed to activate properly, William came to see if the Void Crystal in the magic array was still intact.

After all, the Void Crystal was the most valuable part of a teleportation magic array.

William happily stored the Void Crystal into his ring and then returned to the mansion with Welf accompanying him.

As for Camus's situation, he could go over after he finished his business. It shouldn't make much difference at this moment.

Originally, Camus wanted to capture William and use the short-range directional magic teleportation array to transport himself and William to the prepared secret base, where he would test him and then let him go.

He had prepared excuses, intending to retaliate against William for snatching away his assistant status and for standing up for his brother!

Although this wouldn't change his crime for attacking the nobles, he believed it wouldn't arouse William's suspicion enough to affect the plans of the adults.

For this, he was even prepared to give up all the achievements he had worked hard for at the academy and to hide his identity for a long time under the adults' protection.

But who would have thought!

This William didn't follow the script at all!

Which Bronze Mage could so easily break through his Silver Mage's defensive spells?

Which Bronze Mage could recognize the extremely rare short-range directional teleportation magic array at a glance?

Which Bronze Mage could directly cut through the magic array runes with a long sword?

"I lost, William."

Camus quickly calmed down his emotions and said to William, who was standing opposite him.

"This time, I was wrong. I just had some grievances and wanted to retaliate against you, with no other intentions."

Looking at Camus, who still wanted to conceal the truth, William didn't rush. He sat down on a chair from the side.

"Alright, no need to lie anymore. Don't you see what situation you're in right now?"

William crossed his legs, propping his chin with his left hand, and said with a smile:

"Even if I believed your nonsense, just the crime of attacking a noble would be enough for you to die several times."

Camus's face turned pale for a moment, and he fell silent for a few breaths, lowering his head:

"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, a Bronze Mage? Heh."

"So, what will it take for you to let me go?"

William spread out his hands and said casually, "I don't have any demands. Just tell me, who sent you to test me?"

Camus's expression remained unchanged as he asked in confusion, "What are you talking about? Who else could it be but me?"

William stared at Camus firmly, causing a sense of dread to creep into Camus's heart.

"You don't want to admit it, that's fine. But I've known all along."

William paused for a moment and said gently, "Did you really think it would be so easy to kill me during the Annual Holy Festival?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Camus still pretended to look puzzled, but inside, he was already in turmoil.

To be honest, he had no idea what the adults were planning by testing William. He only had vague guesses, but seeing William so confident, it seemed like he already knew about the higher ups' secret plans.

How could that be?

William was just a court viscount and—

No, William couldn't be that simple. Spending years at the academy in mediocrity, consuming envy-inducing resources but achieving mediocre results—now it seemed that all of that must have been a disguise.

He had endured the disdain and ridicule of others for so long.

This person was terrifying!

If William could hear Camus's thoughts now, he would probably awkwardly stop his own boasting behavior.

"No need to pretend. I knew It from that day at the school."

William's smile now looked like that of a villain as he squatted in front of Camus.

To Camus, the smile on his face seemed like a devil's grin, tinged with mocking pity.

Camus took a deep breath and asked a question that wasn't quite relevant, "Have you already become an Arcanist?"

This question had been on Camus's mind since the battle, and even though he already had some guesses, he couldn't help but ask.

"No."

William didn't hesitate at all and denied it resolutely.

He didn't have the bad habit of revealing his abilities, despite the significant advantage of being a villainous character.

Seeing that William didn't even show a hint of surprise at the mention of "Arcanist," Camus had a clear understanding.

Extraordinary spell power, mysterious spell effects, terrifying knowledge reserve—was this the terror of an Arcanist?

How did he get involved with such a monster?

That was a path pursued by many Gold level mages, and now it was standing right in front of him, alive and breathing.

An Arcanist under twenty years old?

Probably even surpassing Bernie, the acclaimed genius of the academy for several years!