I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means Chapter 1189 - 688: The Possibility of Becoming a Master For

Lonely Mountain City, Iron Hamr Workshop,

"Co on, esteed workshop master."

Tomun, upon hearing Patterson’s decision, instantly lost his happiness.

At their age, who would want to fight?

If he didn’t care so much about Lis, would he bother to lift a finger?

Punishing him over such a small matter, this made Tomun quite uncomfortable.

Most importantly, if it was just punishnt, Tomun was already ntally prepared.

But he really didn’t expect that Winter Son would decide anyone could teach Lis.

Didn’t that make all his previous efforts a waste?

"You can lock up now, but Lis is my apprentice!"

Though a bit daunted by Patterson, Tomun still plucked up the courage to say.

"Even if you’re the workshop master, you can’t be unreasonable?"

Faced with the insistent Tomun, Patterson wasn’t angry; rather, he found it sowhat amusing.

Never before had he seen Tomun care so much about anyone.

But indeed, even he was extrely surprised to learn that the young Lis successfully forged a Legendary Long Sword [Red Fla Dragon Spine].

This wasn’t just any ordinary talent!

To succeed in forging a legendary weapon in those few days, Lis’ ability surely wasn’t just at the level of a newly minted Forging Master.

Even he couldn’t help but feel the thrill of a hunter’s excitent, wanting to take Lis on as his apprentice.

But if he did that, Patterson suspected Tomun might directly clash with him.

If it were anyone else, it would be fine, but Tomun’s relationship with him was sowhat special.

Before he broke through to beco a legend and took over the Iron Hamr Workshop, he and Tomun were both apprentices there.

They were quite familiar with and helped each other.

In fact, their relationship was quite good, almost like that of biological brothers.

Many things were entrusted to Tomun when Patterson wasn’t at the Iron Hamr Workshop.

Patterson was quite at ease with this.

Otherwise, no matter how bold Tomun was, he couldn’t make such demands in front of Patterson, a legend.

What of being a Forging Master?

Was he not one himself?

So, Patterson didn’t say much more before Lis and Tomun, instead pulling him aside directly.

"What’s the matter, old buddy, do you really want to take Lis as your apprentice that much?"

Patterson asked, looking at Tomun with a smile, raising an eyebrow as he spoke.

Seeing Lis and Nidir not nearby, Tomun didn’t hold back with Patterson and directly said:

"Of course, this is the apprentice I have set my sights on. If you don’t help , fine, but how can you let others fight for him?"

After a mont of silence, Tomun sighed and said with a sowhat forlorn expression:

"Patterson, you and I are about the sa age, but I am almost unable to wield the hamr now."

"I’m unwilling, but what can I do about it?"

"I don’t want my skills and knowledge to have no successor, but the apprentices I’ve taken before aren’t that great, with almost no hope of becoming a Forging Master."

"And then suddenly, at this ti, a genius like Lis appears before ."

"Can you understand how I feel?"

Patterson originally intended to joke with Tomun a bit more, but seeing his friend’s dejection, he too felt a bit sad for a mont.

Even though he seed old, his life, as a Dwarf, was still relatively long.

But now, his best friend was already aged and frail, how could he co to terms with this?

In fact, he had long known a day like this would co, but when Tomun candidly spoke to him about it, he still felt a bit troubled.

After a mont of silence, Patterson shook his head, patted Tomun on the shoulder, and said:

"Alright, old buddy, I understand what you an."

"But, what I said earlier wasn’t directed at you, nor was it an attempt to snatch your apprentice."

"In fact, I think that’s the best way for you and Lis."

"How so?"

Tomun asked, sowhat surprised, looking at Patterson.

"You understand Lis’ talent, don’t you?"

"To be honest, if what you said is true, then Lis’ talent is enough to compare with those Divine Sons in the history of the clan, like that Master Matteus."

Being the Dwarf Clan who excel in forging, there have been nurous outstanding forging talents throughout history, most of whom were Divine Sons of the Dwarf Gods or Seat Saints.

Of course, so were natural forging talents, relying entirely on their innate gifts.

For these Dwarf talents, Divine Son is also a complint to them.

It signifies that their talent is akin to a Divine Gift.

"Of course, otherwise why would I care so much?"

Tomun shook his head, speaking with conviction.

He was once a forging talent of the Dwarf Clan himself; otherwise, how could he beco a Forging Master?

A re ordinary talent wouldn’t be worth such attention from him.

"Have you ever thought... Lis could go one step further?"

Patterson said, looking at Tomun, word for word.

"You... you an?"

Tomun was a bit surprised, seemingly realizing what Patterson was trying to say.

Lis was undoubtedly a Forging Master now.

To go one step further, wouldn’t that an becoming a... Master Forger?

This was sothing Tomun hadn’t thought about, nor dared to think about.

But with Patterson’s reminder, Tomun suddenly realized his old friend was absolutely right.

Lis, at such a young age, had nearly reached the achievents he spent most of his life achieving.

It only represented that Lis’ talent exceeded his imagination.