“Yes, I’ve thought about it,” Caspian replied, ”The True Intention Palace’s handler, Master Dakota.”
The Heavenly Stars Sect had 18 outstanding figures, and each of them was in charge of one house, and Dakota was in charge of the True Intention Palace.
“Oh… Master Dakota…” Delmont replied, and he quickly realized what Caspian said.
Then, his voice became sharper as he widened his eyes.
“Dakota Wilde?”
“Yes.” Caspian nodded.
“You’re looking for Master Dakota? Is it about inscriptions?” Delmont stopped writing, and he looked at Caspian with a serious expression.
Caspian nodded and answered truthfully, “I have a few questions on inscriptions that I need Master Dakota’s guidance.”
“Casper, are you sure you don’t want to think about this again?” Delmont reminded Caspian out of concern.
After all, it was not easy for an apprentice to get a chance of getting guidance from the sect’s outstanding figures.
Looking at the Heavenly Stars Sect‘s history in recent 100 years, there were probably less than five apprentices who had such an honor.
Usually, the apprentices would use this kind of opportunity to learn about ascension to maximize their benefits.
After all, with the Heavenly Spirit Realm elders’ guidance, the disciples could have an easier cultivation journey.
This was like an ancestor had drawn a map, directly telling you where to walk while others were groping in the dark forest, the lucky disciple already had a map in his hand, and someone had even given him torches for lighting.
Hence, one could imagine his advantage in cultivation.
If that was not adequate, it was fine to ask questions about martial skills and spells.
Delmont knew Caspian had mastered blood-driven spells.
Thus, asking questions in this regard could increase the power of the spells and at least improve his current strength.
What the hell was Caspian thinking asking for guidance on inscriptions?
It was not that Delmont thought it was not worth asking for guidance on inscriptions.
After all, the Heavenly Stars Sect could set foot in Earlington of Efrax with its talent in inscriptions and formations.
How could it be unworthy to ask questions about it?
The problem was that it was too worthy, that was why Caspian should not spend the precious two hours on this matter.
The reason was simple, compared with the experiences in cultivation, inscriptions were far too profound.
In terms of cultivation, the outstanding figures only needed to tell the lucky disciple what he could and could not do, and he would only need to remember it himself.
Inscriptions? That was an incredibly profound magical power.
Even if it were 20000 hours, it would only be a rough understanding, let alone getting two hours.
What could they talk about in two hours? It was not even enough to cover the types of inscriptions.
Delmont felt that if Caspian asked Dakota about the inscription patterns, he would not even learn anything, and the time would be up.
It would be too extravagant to waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
But, Caspian was determined and smiled.
“I know that you mean well, but I think the inscription patterns are very important for me, and they can also bring me the most help at the moment.
Thus, I decided to spend these two hours consulting Master Dakota, and the sooner, the better.
It’s best if I can meet Master Dakota this afternoon.”
Delmont knew it was useless to say anything when he saw Caspian’s determination.
Then, he sighed and nodded, writing a few words on the messenger before sending it out.
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