NOVPUBLanci thanked the two of them.
"Abigail, please help him in the coming period."
Tolyado issued the order of the Cardinal Bishops.
"Got it, when the Empire comes looking for me, I’ll just say I’m willing to join Professor Landry’s research team, that’s all. Lanci, you go ahead and wield your influence in the Empire. The title of a Saint Kray Temple professor doesn’t cut it. You’ve got to head up a major project, make it a success, and only when you’re dubbed ’Father of Mana Fission Bomb’ will you have sufficient clout."
Abigail nodded in agreement, decidedly.
Even if she detested Magical Engineering, she would still be earnest when it was time to get to work.
Life is just like that, interests and talents might not always match.
"I’ve already seen that future."
Lanci’s team gained yet another capable Magic Engineer, even if he was just a newcomer, the chances of being selected by the Imperial Army based on merit would significantly increase.
"And you’ll have to worry about being targeted by politicians, just one slip, and you’ll be the one to face the consequences of your own achievements. One day, when they’ve punished you enough, they’ll serve you salmon potato salad, give speeches, award you medals and honors, pat you on the back, and tell you that all is forgiven."
Abigail smirked, seemingly all too aware of the Empire politicians’ view of Magic Engineers.
"Don’t worry, I won’t plot against myself."
Lanci believed he wouldn’t plot against those Magic Engineers.
"...You never wanted to be a Magic Engineer in the first place."
Abigail realized she had misjudged.
Brother, you do have something special.
"I, you, Antanas, Sinola, Pranay, heard that Artemis came to the South Continent a while ago too, doesn’t that mean our old Demon World gang is only missing Isatia?"
Tolyado, pointing to himself and Talia, calculated.
He had just thought of this issue.
Isatia had shown up over a decade ago, but then vanished again.
...
Lanci and Talia exchanged glances,
"Don’t you know where Isatia is?"
They thought Tolyado knew that Isatia was also in Brilda and didn’t tell him that before coming to the opera house today, they had found Isatia at the Mafia’s underground base.
After finding out that Xido and Abigail were the founders of the Silvermoon Reform Association, Lanci and Talia highly suspected that Mafia boss Barton was also a member of the Silvermoon Reform Association.
However, it was indeed unlikely that Barton would reveal his boss’s secret identity to other members of the organization.
That was also why Isatia trusted Barton.
But Barton never knew that the leaders of the Silvermoon Reform Association were actually his fellow Demon Race countrymen from a century ago.
"How could I know where she is, she’s always been clever. If she wanted to hide, no one could find her, she can perfectly disguise herself as any Empire person."
Tolyado said, spreading his hands.
"She’s actually in the Mafia’s underground palace, that Spatial Barrier was built by Abigail to help Barton. You take a car, route 737 to 901, and arrive at Jones River Port, walk a few kilometers, get in touch with Barton to let you pass, then you can go see her."
Talia reminded Tolyado.
Hearing this, Tolyado was shocked and stared wide-eyed at the two of them.
He gathered up the Spatial Artifice, closed his eyes to search for the coordinates, and then opened up a circle sparking with silver flames at the edge of the bookshelf wall, linking up with another Spatial Barrier that Abigail had constructed.
"Giggle, giggle, giggle!"
Through the temporary Spatial Gate that Tolyado had opened, Isatia could be seen leaning on the sofa, watching a replay of "Holy War Romance," eating chips and occasionally pointing at the screen, laughing out loud.
She suddenly realized she seemed to be watched, turned her head quizzically, and saw a large hole in space torn open in the air, her chips falling from her startled hands.
"Damn it, Yabo!"
Isatia shouted.
