Magic Industrial Age

The next day, early morning.

A light mist hung over the training grounds, not yet completely dissipated, and a sliver of dawn peeked over the horizon as the sun began to peek over the horizon.

Loye stood in front of the wooden house, watching Ang's figure quickly disappear into the mist, gradually moving away and disappearing from sight.

The letter he had drunkenly written last night was on him, and now it was on its way to the Hall of Governance.

Several times, Loye had the urge to speak, but the words were swallowed back down.

Olivia, who was beside him, finally spoke, "Do you need me to call Ang back?"

"Can he be caught back?"

Loye asked, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, never mind!"

Olivia looked strange and said, "Rarely, no, this is the first time I've seen you so indecisive!"

"That's because I don't know if this is right or wrong, sometimes good, sometimes bad!"

"In this world, there is no absolute right or wrong, only willingness. You should ask your own heart."

"Then let him go!"

Loye made up his mind and ignored it, but when he turned his head, he felt stifled again.

"Putting everything else aside, I just feel like a great fortune is leaving me, it really hurts!"

"Then, Teacher Olivia, let's practice!"

"Except for 'God's Sigh, Behemoth Heartbeat,' please show me your strongest strength. I want to know how far I am from a transcendent being like you."

"Then let's do it!"

A moment later, on the training ground, two figures could be seen crisscrossing.

One released their fighting spirit, their aura astonishing; the other stirred up rings of Mach cones, their sonic booms sharp and fierce.

The two sides constantly collided and fought, sometimes fighting into the sky, sometimes turning into intertwined whirlwinds, sometimes their weapons collided constantly, one gold and one silver, two thin swords weaving in mid-air, making crisp clanging sounds.

Garry Mills stretched and walked out, his mouth twitching when he saw the scene in front of him.

Why did these monsters have to be encountered by him?

Two of them?

Did they know that being around these monsters for too long made him look weak?!

...

On the other side,

Ang was hurrying to enter the Hall of Governance in the city center at the first rays of morning light.

In the four months since the battle, the smoke of gunpowder had long since dissipated, and a new Hall of Governance stood there, even more magnificent than before.

There were many people going in and out, and many who came to do business were already lining up there.

But Ang walked straight in, standing tall and straight, and the guards holding weapons seemed not to see him, allowing him to enter and exit freely.

It was also here that Ang found Baron Miller's confidant, handed over the reply, and did not leave.

And the man had no scruples about taking Ang into the most secret room.

There, the walls, floor, and roof were covered with complex magic arrays, and the glowing magic light made the entire room ripple in a light.

And although the teleportation gate in the center was only a meter high, it spat out a lot of documents and information.

In addition to the mouthpiece of the Empire, the 'Imperial Real Affairs Gazette,' the Habsburg Empire also had its own internal gazette dedicated to communicating various news, decrees, announcements, and other matters.

Especially for some examples to warn others, if you want to have an effect, you have to communicate to all cities and regions of the entire empire.

Therefore, these small teleportation magic arrays are actually arranged in every city.

It was also here that Ang watched Baron Miller's confidant send the letter into the magic array, disappearing in the light.

All of this happened right under Ang's nose, and when the light completely dissipated, he nodded to the man and quickly left.

This was already standard procedure!

And these small teleportation magic arrays are actually quite safe,

However, crossing such a long distance does not happen in an instant as ordinary people imagine.

The process of teleportation actually takes time, varying depending on the distance.

However, it is basically within a few minutes.

...

Empire,

Inside the Dragon and Beauty Hotel, on the top floor, Baron Miller stood there, looking around.

For Miller, this was not the first time he had been to the Imperial Capital, and he had stayed here for a while with Lord Dorji.

It was also during that time that Dorji Petrovich was received by His Majesty Emperor Hohenzollern III.

Then, he was given the title of Lord and became the governor of Auckland City.

It can be said that this is where Dorji realized his dream, but Dorji also lost his life in the distance to complete his mission.

Now, it was his turn to stand here, facing the choice of fate.

Miller admitted that even though he had seen it more than once, he was still shocked by the prosperity of the Imperial Capital.

Looking down from this high place, the ground was paved with neat bricks and stones, and dedicated pedestrian and vehicle lanes were thoughtfully separated.

Magic-powered cars, which were rarely seen in Auckland City, were everywhere here, in various shapes, flashing with magical light, speeding down the road.

Magic crystal lamps had become standard equipment on both sides of the road, extending all the way to the end of the field of vision.

From a distance, the entire city seemed to be shrouded in lights, like shining stars in the sky.

And the buildings of the Empire were also mostly high-rise buildings, each with seven or eight floors or more, and even thirty or forty floors.

This was also a change brought about by magic-powered machinery. Mages began to study some useful and cheap building materials, and mixed steel bars into them to support the walls, so that these high-rise buildings could stand tall.

If you stand on a street corner and look up at these high-rise buildings, you will naturally feel like an ant facing a behemoth.

But if you look down from a high position, you will have a sense of being high above and in control of all living beings.

I don't know how many people are addicted to it, climbing up at all costs!

Even though he had seen it many times, Miller was still deeply shocked. This place and Auckland City were simply two different worlds!

Of course, he was not qualified to indulge in it now.

Or rather, if he could not solve the current predicament, perhaps his small barony would be ruined in this Imperial Capital.

Similarly, he would lose all the inheritance that Dorji had left him!

He was not willing to do this, but he did not know how to turn the tide.

Although he wrote to Loye, hoping that Loye could help him, that was just his last hope.

From the bottom of his heart, he did not think that Loye could really change anything by coming.

To put it bluntly, this situation was actually a case of grasping at straws.

But it was almost his last struggle.

"Alas..."

With a long sigh, a deep helplessness and fatigue appeared on Baron Miller's handsome face.

It had only been four months since he came to the Imperial Capital, but it was more tiring than the years he had been lurking in various departments in Auckland City.

At this time, a knock on the door came, and the hurried sound showed the urgency of the owner.

"Come in!"

A person pushed the door in, and it was one of Miller's attendants.

When Miller saw him, he could not help but want to reprimand him, but when he saw the envelope in his hand, his eyes lit up.

"Is it a letter from Loye?"

"Yes, I just picked it up from the magic post office and sent it over as soon as possible."

"Quick, quick, quick! Let me see it."

"Yes!"

The letter was handed to Miller, and he could not wait to open the sealing wax and pour out the contents of the envelope.

Several green strips fell out, and Miller picked them up and looked at them, but did not notice anything magical about them.

Then, he unfolded the letter.

Unexpectedly, although the letter was three pages long, the content was unusually concise.

On the first page, there was only a short sentence: Soul-Stabilizing Incense, burning it will produce green smoke, breathing it into the lungs can help the soul clear, and eliminate distracting thoughts. It is a good meditation secret medicine, which helps to enter the basic meditation.

The entire page was written with such short content, which made Miller confused.

Then, he couldn't wait to flip through the second page. This time, there was a lot of content, and Miller carefully looked at it, and found that this was the refining method of 'Soul-Stabilizing Incense'.

It was very detailed, not only including the types of raw materials, but also the processing methods of each raw material, as well as the complete refining process.

The content was so detailed that it included the weight of each herb, the details of the operation techniques, and the many key points that needed attention.

Initially, Miller could still watch with a calm mind, but the complicated refining process exhausted his little patience.

So, he just glanced at it in a hurry and directly picked up the third letter.

This page had two lines of words written on it.

Above was: Take this Soul-Stabilizing Incense to the Minister of Machinery, and then offer the secret recipe in your hand, and you can achieve your wish.

And below, was a sentence written by Loye in a flamboyant manner.

"Miller, you owe me a great favor, remember to repay me tenfold!"

After reading it, Miller was amused, he only felt that Loye was joking with him, how could he owe him a great favor for this inexplicable thing?

But he still knew Loye, knowing that the other party was not someone who would joke about this kind of thing, so he patiently flipped through the three pages of letters back and forth.

For a long time, he finally saw a line of words on the second page, behind the dense secret medicine recipe.

One pot of refining can yield 50 grams of Soul-Stabilizing Incense, using 10 grams as a serving, you can get five servings of incense.

The total cost is one hundred and thirty-five copper Teals.

"One hundred and thirty-five copper Teals? One hundred and thirty-five, one hundred and thirty-five..."

Miller seemed to finally react: "That is to say, the cost of a serving of Soul-Stabilizing Incense is less than fourteen copper Teals?"

At this moment, Miller's eyes finally lit up, and even burst out with amazing light.

"It's done, it's done, hahahaha, it's worthy of being my good friend Miller, you are really amazing!"

"This trip is already eighty or ninety percent successful!"

Push the tide of history…