Book 18: Chapter 6
“You take charge of testing the effects of these mana liquids and adjusting your accompaniments so that we have a suitable and usable mana liquid. That way, we’ll have the best flammable. We’ll use our mana to trigger it. That removes the necessity of relying on steam-powered machines. We can reduce the size of the machine and increase our production capabilities. My, you’re amazing. If you weren’t around, I really wouldn’t be able to produce these things, nor would I have thought of producing these engines.”
Lorana surveyed at the clear liquid inside the small test tube, which the girl handed her, brimming with excitement. The young dark elf, who brought suffering to humans and elves, became Lorana’s student she was most proud of. However, she was different to Lorana. The girl looked down on the metal work that Lorana was in love with. She preferred her knowledge as a dark elf. She wasn’t interested in mana-powered machinery. Instead, she focused on how to produce mana liquids with special powers, which was what she handed Lorana.
“It’s actually very simple. It’s just flammable mana. I took the mana potion that His Majesty invented and made subtle alterations. Previously, it was pure mana that required a certain command. Mine, on the other hand, is mana that has a command infused into it. The mana should be considered a type of liquid. Researching a liquid’s constitution and sensing elements in the atmosphere are what we dark elves are best at. That’s why you shouldn’t smoke near these liquids; else, you’ll light them up. It may merely be lit up, but it’s dangerous if it’s always burning.”
“Fine, fine,” grumbled Lorana, and then threw her smoke aside. She looked at the liquids as though she was looking at a treasure: “If it’s possible, do you think we can create these liquids on a big scale? They’re definitely the newest flammable. We need these things. As long as you can create them, I’ll be able to create gear to work in conjunction with them.”
“I should be able to. I can’t do it on my own, though. I need more mana experts to produce it.”
“No, more manpower is useless. Tell me how to make it. I have to create a production line for it. Human production will never be able to catch up with the world’s rate of development. Child, we need superior machines and a faster production line. Whoa, Consort Lucia?”
Thanks to her keen elven senses, Lorana noticed Lucia waiting at the door, albeit it surprising her. Startled, Lucia jolted; she didn’t think she’d be noticed. Lucia subtly nodded then told the child, “Are you free? I need you to help me with something.”
The young girl nodded: “I am at your command.”
The young girl followed Lucia out. She had no clue what Consort Lucia asked for her for.