Ascension To Divine Throne

Chapter 92 -92: Call Me master Joseph!

Chapter 92: Call Me Teacher Dahr!

“I understand your general plan, so what should I do now?” Bernie asked William earnestly, quickly assuming his role and deferring to William’s opinion.

Given the scale of this endeavor and William’s willingness to involve him, Bernie naturally wanted to seize this opportunity.

After all, the “Concealment” rune wasn’t something only Master Dahr could teach; William could easily collaborate with other advanced runemasters.

“Is Master Dahr available?” William inquired, as his main purpose for coming today was to secure Master Dahr’s support.

“He’s in the fourth-floor research room, but currently, only I can go up. Master Dahr has restricted access,” Bernie replied apologetically to William.

“That’s fine. Take this elemental crystal to Master Dahr to show him. I’ll wait here for you,” William said nonchalantly, confident that Master Dahr wouldn’t remain indifferent after seeing the “Self-Recharging” rune.

Seeing William’s agreement, Bernie didn’t say much and proceeded to the fourth floor with the crystal.

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Fifth Magic Workshop, Fourth Floor

A middle-aged man in his forties lounged comfortably in an armchair in the bedroom. The small table beside him was laden with exquisite desserts, fruits, an expensive bottle of Arnoux wine, and tall glasses.

After months of busyness, Josef Dahr finally secured the Fifth Magic Workshop and arranged for other resources to arrive gradually. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He entrusted Bernie with other matters inside the workshop, and he was confident in him. Bernie not only had outstanding talent in rune research but was also adept at worldly affairs, handling trivial matters efficiently.

Having such a genius disciple made Josef Dahr’s life much easier.

Where else could one find such a talented and hassle-free disciple?

Taking a sip of the rose-colored liquid, Josef Dahr let out a long breath.

Didn’t Bernie want to bring someone into the research room before?

It should be someone he’s close to, right? This disciple hardly ever asked for favors from him!

‘What was his name again, Willi? or was it nilly? damn it… I am just forty for god’s sake!’

Should he go and give him some guidance? It would also be a way of looking out for Bernie.

As Josef Dahr leisurely swung his legs, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.

“Come in,” Josef Dahr instructed without even turning his head. Only Bernie had access to come here, and he had told him there was no need to knock every time.

“Master Josef, good morning!” Bernie gently pushed open the door and walked to Josef Dahr’s side, respectfully greeting him.

“Ah, Bernie, what’s the matter?” Josef Dahr looked at his disciple with satisfaction, kindly asking.

“I’d like you to take a look at this?” Bernie handed the elemental crystal to Josef Dahr.

“Oh? Want me to check your progress?” Josef Dahr took the elemental crystal, stroking the rune inscribed on it.

“Hmm, this rune isn’t your creation, is it?” Josef Dahr quickly discerned that this wasn’t Bernie’s work. Just like everyone’s handwriting, the style of runes inscribed by different people varied.

“Not bad, skillful engraving, the rune is smooth and connected. You’re not far behind Bernie,” Josef Dahr remarked while leisurely enjoying the fragrance of the wine, as he evaluated the enchanted item in his hand.

“But this rune is a bit strange. I’ve never seen it before. Does it have any effects?”

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As a senior runemaster and a prominent figure in the Canlight City, Josef Dahr naturally had an extraordinary vision. He quickly noticed the peculiarity of the elemental crystal in his hand.

“This… this elemental crystal replenishes mana?!” Josef Dahr suddenly stood up from the armchair, disregarding the Arnoux wine bottle, which was more precious than gold, and spilled the rose-colored liquid slowly spreading on the carpet.

Staring dumbfoundedly at the elemental crystal in his hand, Josef Dahr completely abandoned his previously relaxed master demeanor.

“Bernie, where did you get this from?” Josef Dahr asked eagerly, fully aware of the immense significance of this rune.

This was a major breakthrough that could change the landscape of runic arts.

It represented not only immense prestige but also wealth comparable to a kingdom’s.

“This is the ‘Self-Recharging’ rune created by William,” Bernie replied earnestly, without any attempt to conceal the truth.

“William? That person you wanted to bring into the laboratory last time? And you still need help with this ability?” Josef Dahr looked down at the elemental crystal.

Even without this “Self-Recharging” rune, with this rune’s creators engraving skills alone, it wouldn’t be difficult to gain entry into any of the magic workshops in the academy.

“Hmm,” Bernie couldn’t quite respond to that. Did he not know why William’s runic abilities had suddenly improved so much?

“Where is William now?” Josef Dahr didn’t dwell on this question, asking directly.

To be honest, Josef Dahr hesitated for a moment when he first saw the “Self-Recharging” rune, but he quickly made up his mind.

He wasn’t like those old fogeys in the Runic Association, lost in the pursuit of wealth and status, emanating the stench of decadence that he abhorred.

“He’s waiting in the laboratory on the third floor,” Bernie replied.

“Teacher, I would like to ask you to teach—”

But Josef Dahr, who was impatient, didn’t even give Bernie a chance to finish speaking. He grabbed him and hurried downstairs.

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In the laboratory on the third floor.

While waiting, William tried his hand at the advanced runic engraving device in front of him.

He couldn’t help but appreciate how convenient this instrument, integrated with various rare magical materials, was. William had already taken a liking to it and even considered getting one for his own laboratory.

It wasn’t expensive, costing only as much as one or two jade wands.

As William focused intently on engraving runes onto the materials, the laboratory door suddenly slammed open.

Startled, William’s hand trembled, causing the almost completed rune to fail.

Lifting his head, William saw a familiar figure walking in.

Master Josef Dahr.

“You must be William?” Josef Dahr’s eyes gleamed as he stared at William.

“Um, yes, I am William, Teacher Dahr.”

“Ah, don’t call me ‘Teacher’!” Josef Dahr waved his hand dismissively. “Since you’ve entered my magic workshop, just like Bernie, you’re both my students. Just call me master Josef.”

William was taken aback, his gaze shifting to Bernie.

What’s going on? How come I didn’t know about this rule?