I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Lis rubbed her delightfully soft little head again before he contentedly walked downstairs.

In the living room, Helen and Basel sat on the couch somewhat stiffly, with a small table in front of them laden with an array of delicate and appealing sweets, while the little maid Rossi was pouring Helen a cup of warmed milk.

Holding a slightly over-baked cream puff cake, Helen was nibbling away daintily.

The maids of the estate looked on with fondness at Helen, who resembled a little princess, gathering around her.

But in truth, hidden within Helen’s slender arms was a strength that could overpower ten of them.

Basel wasn’t quite as lucky, sitting upright on the couch and looking constrained.

Unlike Helen, who had lived in the Royal Palace, he had always been a boy from the countryside, living in a plain and simple stone house with his father, never having seen such a beautiful and luxurious estate and garden during his life adrift at sea.

Although he already knew that Lis was a Marquis of the Feis Kingdom, this was his first real encounter with, and experience of, the grandeur of Nobility.

"Don’t be so tense, just make yourself at home, Basel," Lis shook his head helplessly and said to Basel.

He had arrived in Bright City this morning, and after showing Helen and Basel the way, he ran back here to find Risa on his own.

"Rossi, please arrange a place for them to stay," Lis told his little maid, Rossi.

"Mm-hmm!"

Rossi, dressed in her black-and-white maid outfit, nodded excitedly and cheerfully agreed.

Young Master Lis is looking so much more handsome! @@novelbin@@

The little maid hopped and skipped as she led Helen to see her room, her ponytail swinging behind her, incredibly cute.

"Lis!"

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind Lis.

"Uncle Joyce!"

Lis turned around and saw Joyce, dressed in a sharp tuxedo, standing at the top of the stairs, watching him.

Indeed, even after reaching the Gold Level, he could not feel the slightest presence of this master assassin.

Lis wasn’t concerned; this was the normal state of things.

The realm of a Legendary Assassin was not something he could fathom.

Moreover, it seemed that Joyce had gained quite a benefit after the Blood Sacrifice Chaos, and his strength had improved again.

After following Joyce to the study and casually closing the door, Lis realized that Uncle Joyce must have something to tell him.

Seated on the sofa, Joyce looked Lis up and down, nodding with a hint of admiration, "You’ve already broken through to the Gold Level?"

"Yes," Lis replied, not hiding anything in front of Joyce, whom he considered one of his most familiar and trusted people.

"Hmm..."

"And you’ve also mastered an Extraordinary Domain?" Stay updated with NovelBin.Côm

As a Legendary Strongman, Joyce could naturally see through Lis’s guise, for he possessed an even higher level of power.

Lis nodded slightly, and with a thought, three fantastical rings of blue, green, and silver-white circled around him.

This made Joyce sigh even more.

Well, he hadn’t expected that Little Lis would suddenly become so strong!

To break through to the Gold Level within a year was already astonishing enough, but to have mastered an Extraordinary Domain was beyond Joyce’s imagination.

A year ago, he was still hesitating whether to pass on the Kane family’s legacy to Risa because of Little Lis’s mediocre performance!

Lis nodded and emphasized his experiences of the past period to Joyce, especially the matter regarding Divine Island and Divinity.

Upon hearing that Lis had actually faced a Divine spirit’s remnant soul and absorbed its Divinity, Joyce almost lost his usually calm composure.

He immediately grabbed Lis’s left hand, and his power entered Lis’s body, probing carefully.

Lis offered no resistance; he knew Joyce was concerned for his safety.

For a Silver Expert to absorb and integrate Divine Power was preposterously bold.

Joyce’s brow furrowed; he indeed felt a powerful and majestic force hidden within Lis, deeply concealed but apparently showing no abnormal signs.

Most importantly, Joyce did not sense any lingering consciousness of the Divine.

Letting go of Lis’s hand, Joyce breathed a sigh of relief and settled back into his seat.

Any power remaining from a deity is dangerous, especially the will that may linger within it.

That could be perilous even for Legends, let alone Professionals below that rank.

But now it appeared that Lis had been lucky.

"That was too reckless!" Joyce looked rather displeased, considering it far too audacious.

"I should have reminded you earlier to revere Divine Power, to be very careful."

"One must not covet the seemingly strong and tempting power within; too many have fallen on this path."

Joyce’s tone was stern; even he handled Divine Power with the utmost caution—it was unimaginable for Lis to have dared to absorb Divinity.

In his view, with Lis’s Talent, there was no need to take such shortcuts, which would have been safer to explore after achieving Legend status.

"I understand, Uncle Joyce," Lis nodded, acknowledging his mistake sincerely.

To be honest, he hadn’t guessed that the Holy Grail within the Divine Statue would contain Divinity, and he wasn’t sure he would dare to attempt to merge with Divinity again given another chance.

After all, the feeling of enduring extreme mental oppression was too terrifying to bear, and it was sheer luck to have succeeded.