Chapter 478 The Tower Master

Chapter 478 The Tower Master

Vale carefully examined the artifacts within the Golden Treasure Chest.

Since the Tower Master hinted that the Artifacts wouldn't be easy to handle, Vale was expecting weapons with malicious energy or mystical artifacts that seemed low-rank but had hidden potential.

However, what welcomed him were two ordinary items that he could see every day. They were a monocle and a smoking pipe...

Vale felt that he couldn't use these items since they wouldn't fit his style, but he still checked them with his senses.

As he inspected the artifacts, he couldn't sense any trace of energy emanating from them. They appeared to be ordinary objects, devoid of any intricate enchantments or magical properties. In fact, they resembled common items one might stumble upon while wandering the streets of the city.

At the very least, despite their simplicity, they possessed a certain cleanliness and neatness.

'Am I being scammed?'

Being unable to appraise them, Vale addressed the Tower Master, who remained unseen yet ever-present.

Anyway, since the Tower Master was present, he might as well use her as an Appraiser rather than hiring someone outside.

"Tower Master... Are these items sealed, perhaps concealing their true nature?" Vale asked while still in his dragon form.

A serene smile played upon the Tower Master's lips as she responded in her mellifluous voice. "You are perceptive, young Arcanist. Indeed, these items may lack the overt display of power or intricate designs you might expect. However, do not dismiss them so quickly. They hold great potential and will prove immensely useful to you in your journey as a budding Arcanist."

Intrigued by her cryptic response, Vale's curiosity grew. "How exactly will these seemingly ordinary artifacts benefit me, Tower Master? What purpose do they serve?"

The Tower Master thought for a moment before responding. "These artifacts may not possess visible energy or grandiose enchantments, but they possess hidden qualities that will aid you in your growth. Furthermore, they were like that since I used a technique to remove their negative effects on their user. Anyway, the monocle, for instance, grants you the ability to perceive hidden truths and secrets that lie beyond the surface. You just need to learn how to activate it, and it will enhance your insights and unravel mysteries that would otherwise remain concealed."

'So it's similar to the Third-Eye Spell?' Vale mused.

Seeing that Vale had no other questions, the Tower Master continued. "As for the smoking pipe, it holds the power to channel and focus your magical energies. It will aid in refining your spells, enabling you to harness your Arcane abilities with greater precision and control. Together, these artifacts will be invaluable tools on your path as an Arcanist...

"Ahem, the pipe may not be very useful to you, but that's because you're too advanced... All your Spells are probably in the Advanced Realm or even in Perfect Realm."

'I see... I guess I can sell this if I can't use it.' Vale silently thought.

His initial skepticism began to wane as he heard the Tower Master's voice. After knowing their value, he immediately informed Yvaine to take the items.

"Thank you, Tower Master..." Vale expressed, his tone filled with gratitude. "So appearances can be deceiving. I will cherish these artifacts and utilize them to their fullest potential."

Vale said, expecting to be sent out of the Tower in any seconds now. n(-o/-V(/e--l).B)-I--n

***

In a corner of the tenth floor, a young woman in her mid-twenties sighed as she saw Vale opening the Golden Treasure Chest that had been here for a very long time...

She had previously observed Vale's mesmerizing transformation taking place before her eyes.

She was on the verge of going against the rules she set up and wanted to meet Vale.

'What to do?' She muttered to herself.

Her lustrous blue hair cascaded down her back, perfectly complementing her captivating blue eyes. Clad in an elegant white dress that accentuated her graceful figure, she exuded an aura befitting for the Tower Master...

Indeed, this enigmatic figure was none other than the Tower Master.

As she witnessed Vale collecting the two powerful Artifacts without being rejected, a wave of fascination washed over her. She knew that Vale was truly fated.

Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, she made the decision to reveal herself to Vale.

"Hold on!" She called out, her voice tinged with a mix of eagerness and anxiousness. "Before you depart, I have a proposition to discuss."

Startled by the call, Vale turned his attention towards the source of the voice, his eyes widening in awe as they met the gaze of the beautiful Tower Master, adorned in her simple yet alluring white attire.

"Ahh... Are you the Tower Master?" Vale exclaimed, his voice tinged with astonishment.

A gentle smile played upon the Tower Master's lips as she confirmed his assumption. "Indeed, I am. You can see me now because I have chosen to reveal myself. But let us not waste any time. There is something I wish to propose—a trade, if you will."

Captivated by the Tower Master's presence, Vale leaned in, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of trade are you suggesting?"

He had so many questions in his mind, but the trade sounded interesting.

A flicker of hope danced in the Tower Master's eyes as she began to explain her intentions.

"I have a reason for staying here on the highest floor of the Mystic Soul Tower. However, it doesn't mean that I like to stay here forever. Given your unique status as a half-immortal, it is evident that you possess a connection to the Immortals or what the ancients called Celestials. Therefore, I would like to request a small portion of your divinity in exchange for something of great value to both of us."

"Divinity?"

Vale's expression shifted, a mix of intrigue and caution crossing his draconic face. While the Tower Master's proposition held undeniable allure, the idea of parting some of his divinity points gave him pause.

Well, he wasn't even sure if he could trade his Divinity Points in the first place.