Magic Industrial Age

Provence Manor, second floor, study.

Before Loy arrived, Grand Duchess Avra Norman was already here. In front of her, a crystal ball emitted light, projecting various images into the void.

Upon closer inspection, it was clearly the scene of Loy fighting the Oath Knights.

His figure was swift, like a snake or python, his rapier danced up and down, bringing with it flashes of golden light, wrapped in golden-red battle aura and layers of Mach rings.

Moreover, a magic-powered firearm frequently fired, each time unleashing three shots in a very short period.

In close combat, at such close range, even the Oath Knights had to evade.

Further on, there was the scene of Loy and Oliveira joining forces to fight the Fourth Order powerhouse.

But Duchess Avra didn't like watching that. She raised her hand, the light shifted, and it became a scene of Loy dueling the Oath Knights again.

Repeatedly, time and time again, the noblewoman seemed to never get tired of watching, her expression becoming more and more joyful.

Finally, when Grand Duchess Avra stopped her movements and the image froze, the pretty girl stepped forward and said:

"Master, according to the footage recorded by the Magic Eye Mage, we can confirm that Young Master Loy has definitely mastered a secret sacred technique.

Moreover, his physical fitness far exceeds the limits of what a Second Order combatant should have. His swordsmanship is also extraordinary, and he has a remarkable skill with firearms, forming his own unique combat style."

After a pause, she added: "In addition, the young master has extremely keen combat intuition, seemingly able to predict the attack trajectory of a Fourth Order Oath Knight, and then effectively evade."

"If I remember correctly, a little over a year ago, when he first set off from Felo Town, he didn't even seem to have the strength of a militiaman, right?"

The pretty girl said: "Accurately speaking, it was after encountering the Bloody Mary pirate gang that the young master underwent a great change.

Not only did he display extremely strong talent in cultivation, but he also had his own insights into magic-powered machinery and trade."

The noblewoman found it hard to suppress the smile on her lips. She asked, "What's your assessment?"

"Advancing to Third Order is inevitable, there is a high probability of reaching Fourth Order, and even a glimpse of the opportunity for Fifth Order Legend, as long as he develops well.

After all, the young master is young enough and has plenty of time."

Avra nodded lightly, her expression somewhat dazed: "Legend? Legend!"

Saying this, she suddenly said, "I'm a little unwilling to let him inherit the title of the Raymond family.

Such an excellent child is even qualified to inherit the position of Norman Duke!"

The pretty girl's face changed, and she couldn't help but say, "Master..."

"I know, I know, I'm just saying it here. If you don't tell anyone, no one will know!"

The pretty girl's face turned pale, and she hurriedly knelt down, saying, "Master, you will always be my master!"

"Alright, get up."

Grand Duchess Avra waved her hand, not pursuing the matter. She let the pretty girl get up, then looked up, looking at Loy in the frozen image, her expression becoming more solemn, her eyes changing uncertainly.

At this moment, she suddenly understood Loy's thoughts a little.

He has talent and strength. As long as he grows steadily, he even has hope of becoming a Legend!

That's a Legend!

If he really reaches that point, noble titles and inheritance are nothing.

As long as they want, they can create a powerful family at any time.

And in this process, the only thing necessary is various resources, knowledge, magic potions, and cultivation needs.

But these can be summarized in one word: Goldinar!

With money, these are not problems, and Loy's investment and development in magic-powered machinery means he doesn't lack money.

Why should such a person with money, strength, and a promising future wade into the muddy waters of the Raymond family?

Developing steadily, waiting until he is strong enough, these things will be easily obtained. Why take the risk?

This is probably Loy's most honest thought.

If it were before, Avra would only think that her son was timid, but now?

She even agrees with him a little!

If he really has the potential to become a Legend, perhaps this is not impossible?

When this thought popped into her mind, Duchess Avra suddenly realized that she was actually wavering.

But the next second, she couldn't help but shake her head.

Things have reached this point, and she can no longer make a choice.

At this moment, the pretty girl spoke: "Master, Young Master Loy is here!"

"He's here already?"

"He's already entered the manor."

"Then put things away and let him in."

……

At this moment.

Second floor, study.

Hearing Loy's words, Avra's expression froze, and she couldn't help but ask, "Why did you agree again?"

Loy was a little confused: "Is it not good that I agreed?"

"No, it's not that. It's just that I feel your change is too fast, and I want to know the reason."

Loy tilted his head slightly, as if organizing his words, or as if in contemplation.

After a long time, he said: "There are many reasons. On the one hand, I am a little tempted. Who wouldn't be tempted by a barony, a vast land of their own?"

"Of course, more likely, I have realized that since I am already involved, it is impossible to get rid of it.

Rather than passively waiting for people to come to my door, facing assassinations at any time, I might as well take the initiative."

Saying this, he looked at the noblewoman and asked a question that he had consciously avoided for so long:

"Now that I am prepared to return, Mother, shouldn't you tell me who exactly destroyed the Raymond family?"

"A great noble family with a thousand years of heritage, I don't know how deep their foundation was. To say they're gone is like a joke!"

"So, who exactly is this mysterious force that took action?"

The noblewoman frowned slightly and said softly: "As long as they take action, they will naturally reveal their tracks.

For example, the Pity Witch is responsible for the post-assassination pursuit, the Shadow Sect is responsible for cleaning up the periphery, the Red Robe Mage Association is responsible for summoning extraterrestrial meteorites to break through the castle, and even some nobles of the Norman Duchy are involved.

But there is no accurate information as to who organized all of this!"

Loy's face was full of disbelief: "Duchess, I'm not a child. The way you say this makes me feel like you're敷衍 (fū yǎn - going through the motions) me."

"Why do you say that?"

"First of all, the foundation of a thousand-year baronial family is there. To solve it so cleanly, how strong would the strength have to be?

Secondly, of the organizations you mentioned, how many can be obedient and follow orders?

Therefore, those who can do this must be the top forces on the Old Continent, and even have extremely high organizational skills and confidentiality.

There are not many such mysterious forces on the entire Old Continent. How is it possible that there are not even any suspects?"

The noblewoman nodded slowly, seeming to agree very much, and said: "Your analysis is very correct, even quite reasonable.

But…"

"But what?"

"It's because it's too correct. There are not many top forces on the entire Old Continent that can do this, so you can't suspect them randomly."

"They are all powerful enough, terrible enough, even if there is conclusive evidence, don't suspect them."

Loy understood the subtext of the noblewoman's words. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head again and asked: "Then I'll ask another way, why did this mysterious force want to destroy the Raymond family?

They must have a reason for doing such a big thing, right?"

"I have some guesses about this!"

"What?"

"Perhaps it's because of magic-powered machinery."

"Magic-powered machinery?"

Loy was stunned, very puzzled: "How is this related to magic-powered machinery?"

"Do you remember the 'Auckland City Multinational Convention'?

Carl came at that time, signed the convention, and he also wrote to me saying that you have great insights into magic-powered machinery."

"It was also from that time that Carl was different after he went back. He tried to carry out reforms in his own barony, wanting to introduce magic-powered machinery into the territory.

He told me about the great changes brought about by magic-powered machinery, but I also wrote to him saying that blind reforms would bring great turmoil and may not be a good thing."

"You grew up in Felo Town and have lived in Auckland City for so long. You should be able to feel the huge gap between the two places.

The Norman Duchy is not the Habsburg Empire. His actions may have been resented by certain beings.

Then, there was this catastrophe."

"I can't say for sure, but what caused such a big wave is most likely this!"

Loy seemed to have thought of something, and he asked softly: "The Twilight Hermit Society?"

"They are also involved, but they are definitely not the mastermind."

Saying this, the noblewoman added: "Of course, the matter of exterminating the family is still too daunting, and may even cause huge waves in the noble circle.

With this one time, even if the mysterious forces acted against the wind, they would never dare to come a second time in a short period of time."

"That's why I am willing to let you return to the Norman Duchy to compete for the position of Baron."

Loy nodded and said: "In other words, at this stage, my biggest enemy is not actually the mysterious forces, but a group of heirs who are eyeing the Raymond family's property and land?"

"That's right!"

The noblewoman added: "The noble world has the rules of the noble world. Your status as an illegitimate child cannot be avoided no matter what.

So, if you want to inherit, you have to go through a game."

"That's a matter for later."

Since he had made a decision, Loy did not hesitate. He looked at the noblewoman and said: "Give me some time. I need to arrange things properly in Auckland City before I can go with you."

"How long will it take?"

"At least half a month. I have a lot of property here!"

"Okay, I understand."

The noblewoman nodded slowly and said: "I will leave some manpower for you. Wait until you have arranged everything properly before going. I have to take a step first."

"I have to go back first to operate for you!"

"Okay!"

With the agreement settled, there was nothing to talk about. Loy bid farewell to Duchess Avra and left Provence Manor, rushing back in a hurry.

First update!