Chapter 623 Father is the Strongest in My Heart!
“A banquet at the Chamber of Comrce?” Mag took a glance at the invitation letter, but didn’t accept it. He looked at Polka with a perplexed expression as he asked, “My restaurant is not a part of the Chamber of Comrce; why is Young Mistress Scheer asking to attend this banquet?”
“Young Mistress Scheer says that your restaurant is the most exceptional restaurant in the Aden Square, so even if you attend as a guest, it would be the honor of the Chamber of Comrce to accommodate you.” Polka looked at Mag and smiled as he said, “Also, Young Mistress Scheer would like to discuss so things with you. The young mistress is normally too busy attending to daily matters, so this would be an ideal opportunity for her to communicate with you. As the young mistress of one of the found families of the Chamber of Comrce, Young Mistress Scheer has the right to invite a guest to the banquet with her.”
Seeing as Mag was still a little hesitant, Polka added, “Oh, before I forget, the young mistress is extending an invitation to both you and your daughter.”
“Alright, please inform Young Mistress Scheer that we’ll be attending the banquet.” Mag accepted the invitation letter with a smile.
“I’m sure Young Mistress Scheer will be very happy to hear that.” Polka nodded with a smile before departing on a horse-drawn carriage.
I shouldn’t avoid this xenophobic group of people. Instead, I should confront them and tear down their preconceived biases. A smile appeared on Mag’s face as he looked at the invitation letter in his hand. Furthermore, he had sothing he wanted to discuss with Scheer anyway.
“I’m going out for a bit.” Mag placed the invitation letter behind the counter, exiting the restaurant after grabbing a docunt satchel from upstairs.
“Boss Mag, this thing... looks a little complex. What does it do?” In the forge, Mobai was looking at the designs placed on the table in front of him with a perplexed expression.
“This is a steam engine. It can convert energy,” Mag replied with a smile.
“Convert energy?” Mobai was even more confused.
“This is a little difficult to explain. To put it simply, we can make a vehicle move by burning coal; that’s energy conversion,” Mag explained.
“Wha... How can a piece of coal move a vehicle?” Mobai’s eyes widened with incredulity.
“The key here is going to be this steam engine.” Mag pointed at the designs on the table and smiled as he said, “Boss Mobai, please make these parts according to the asurents stipulated here. After that, I’ll provide you with the designs to make a cannon; that design should have a relatively high degree of feasibility.”
“Boss Mag, you know how to make cannons?” Mobai’s eyes imdiately lit up.
“It’s only a concept at the mont, but it should have a certain degree of feasibility.” Mag nodded in response.
“Alright, I’ll get these parts ready for you as soon as possible.” Mobai imdiately nodded.
Mag nodded before continuing, “I hope you can keep this matter confidential. I’ll keep working with you in this area, and the remuneration I’m paying will definitely be higher than what you get for crafting weapons.”
“There’s no need for that, Boss Mag. We’re friends, so I’ll be happy to help you out.” Mobai waved his hands with a smile as he said, “I’ll get all of these parts ready in five days at most.”
“Thank you.” Mag nodded with a smile before exiting Mobai’s forge. He then changed into three different sets of clothes. Following each change in attire, he visited another forge to order another set of parts, thereby sourcing parts from four forges in total.
The first miniature steam engine is about to appear in this world. After changing once again, Mag rode his bicycle back to the restaurant.
Money was difficult to co by, so Mag was planning to earn more money through a secondary occupation.
In any world, a feasible source of energy would be extrely sought after. Mag was planning to beco the creator of one of those energy sources.
On the second floor of the magic potion shop, a large room had been reconstructed as a magic room. There were black magic stones that were able to withstand magic explosions lining the walls, as well as a wooden horse and all types other toys in the corner.
“Master Urien, what kind of magic are we going to learn today?” Amy asked with a curious expression.
“We’re going to learn manifestation magic today,” Urien replied with a smile.
“Manifestation magic?” Amy was a little perplexed.
“That’s right. Any magic that is manifested into a substantial form is manifestation magic, like the giant Frost Dragon I summoned, for example. Only through manifestation magic can I create the Frost Dragon, and then use it in battle. Hence, manifestation magic is a crucial type of foundational magic,” Urien explained with a smile.
“A Frost Dragon!” Amy’s eyes lit up with elation as she asked, “What do I need to do?”
“What you need to do is close your eyes, then focus on thinking about the most powerful thing that you can imagine, such as a Frost Dragon. Then, I’ll teach you the incantation to manifest that thing,” Urien replied.
“Alright!” Amy nodded obediently before closing her eyes with an expression of rapt focus on her little face.
I wonder what the first thing she ever manifests will be. Urien stood off to the side and looked at Amy with an expectant gaze. The subject manifested and ti taken was a strong indication of one’s magic aptitude. The faster the manifestation and the more complex the subject manifested, the better one’s aptitude was.
Soon, a cloud of purple mist appeared above Amy’s head before quickly taking shape.
“What’s that?” Urien’s expression was slightly peculiar. The mist was quickly surging and materializing to form sothing. The fact that Amy was able to manifest sothing so quickly even on her first try indicated she had exceptional aptitude, but then again, that was sothing that Urien had always known. However, no matter how he looked at the cloud of mist, it didn’t appear to be forming a very powerful being. Instead, it appeared to be a humanoid figure.
“Done!” A minute later, Amy opened her eyes and looked up at the humanoid figure hovering above her head. She clapped her little hands together with elation as she yelled, “Father! Father!”
“Ahem... Little Amy, I told you to visualize the most powerful being you can imagine in your heart; what are you doing, thinking about your father?” Urien wore a dark expression on his face.
The humanoid figure hovering above Amy’s head was none other than Mag in his chef’s suit with a sharp chef’s knife in his hand, looking quite dashing and gallant.
This was the first ti that he had seen a magic caster manifest a person on their first go.
“That’s right! Father is the strongest in my heart!” Amy nodded with a justified look.
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