I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Chapter 19: Chapter 19: The Puppet Master's Probe?

"You..." Camus wore a grim expression, never expecting Lis to be so blunt and leave him no room to maneuver.Feeling helpless, Camus gauged the situation. Under the suppression of Welf, the Golden Warrior, he realized that there was no turning back.

He had no choice but to pretend to be concerned about Yor's injuries and, along with others, carry Yor towards the academy's infirmary.

Before leaving, he looked at the Sky Blue Gemstone in Lis's hand with immense heartache. Seeing Lis toss the gem up and down as if to show off, Camus clenched his teeth and turned to leave the scene without uttering a curse.

Lis did not stop him, just quietly watched them leave, seemingly lost in thought.

The crowd, seeing that the exciting event had come to such an anticlimactic end, felt somewhat disappointed and gradually dispersed.

After Camus and the others had vanished from sight, Lis continued toward the Fifth Magic Workshop with Welf, noting that it was already getting late.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

After excusing himself from the crowd, Camus returned to his dormitory at the academy. As an excellent student, he had been assigned a private dorm, where he didn't fear any sudden intrusions.

The usually smiling Camus could no longer maintain his facade, and fiercely swept all the objects off the desk in a fit of rage, clattering noise erupting around him, his complexion terrifyingly dark.

After venting, Camus finally calmed down and considered the consequences of his failed probing.

This secret manipulation of Yor and the others likely hadn't been discovered yet, but what to do about the failed mission? He would not have such a good opportunity next time.

As for the assistant position, Camus didn't care about it at all!

He had learned through back channels that Lis was invited to the Fifth Magic Workshop today and had intentionally led Yor and the others to 'coincidentally' run into Lis.

Originally, the plan was for Yor, as a High-level Bronze Mage, to be more than enough to test Lis's strength, and losing was inconsequential. It would be just a normal spell competition, nothing to worry about even if the academy found out.

But who would have thought that Lis wouldn't play by the rules!

It shouldn't be like this. Lis, that guy is usually so silent and focused only on spell re

"Welf, my safety from here on is all in your hands, work hard!"

Welf, looking at Lis who had suddenly turned to speak to him was puzzled, as if a few question marks had popped up over his slow-witted head.

What's up with the young master? Has he developed a persecution complex?

Of course, such words couldn't be said aloud. Welf merely nodded steadily, giving Lis a reassuring expression of trust.

It was only natural to protect the young master well; Welf dared not imagine how Housekeeper Joyce would 'take care' of him should anything happen to Lis.

The mere thought made Welf shiver, and his gaze grew even more resolute.

Lis looked strangely at the Guard Captain by his side, wondering why a single sentence from him caused the man's expression to change three times?

But Lis soon ran out of time for idle chatter with Welf.

Because in front of him, the School's Fifth Magic Workshop had arrived.

The workshop looked similar to a Mage Tower, or one could say that, in a sense, the Royal Magic Academy's Magic Workshops were just "public" Mage Towers, passed down among Academy Mages.

The deep black walls fortified with layers of Magic Runes were impervious to even cannon fire.

The multiple levels of the tower seemed to have silver-white light flowing on it, and to ensure the stability of the research environment inside, the whole tower had hardly any windows.

Especially given the lack of any sign reading "Such-and-such Magic Workshop," had it not been for Lis attending the school for several years, he would have never recognized this as one of the Kingdom Core Magic Workshops, the Academy's Fifth Magic Workshop.

Before Lis could even make it to the front door, the heavy walls opened to the sides like automatic doors, and a clear, familiar voice rang in Lis's ear:

"Lis, why did it take you so long to get here?"