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Chapter 34 Correct Usage of Brushes

The night of the capital of steam is brighter than the day covered by the haze, and the light of those tall buildings is as dazzling and charming as a lighthouse.

Steel, gears, springs, valves, steam, flames, these never-ending elements come together to give the Steam City the title of "City That Never Sleeps".

For the rich and powerful who control most of the city's resources, night is the beginning of their lives.

Ladies danced and twirled their gorgeous long skirts, men in gowns were clinking goblets, laughter and laughter in the banquet hall, food, spirits and desire were intertwined, and people were enjoying the night.

"Have you heard the recent rumors of werewolves?" A middle-aged nobleman with his arms around a beautiful woman shook the spirits in his glass.

"Of course, there was a problem in one of the mining companies I invested in."

The man in a black dress put the cigarette in his mouth, he crossed his legs, and exhaled the smoke ring: "People from the company told me that the problem was an employee named Eli, and the person in charge notified the church immediately, but I don't know what happened next."

"As councilors in the city, is it necessary for us to take some measures?" The middle-aged nobleman responded. He poured all the spirits in the glass into the mouth of the beautiful woman, and looked at the bewildered eyes of the beauty with great interest. .

"My security company employs a lot of Transcendents, so I have to arrange something for them to do, right?" the middle-aged nobleman continued.

But he saw the man opposite with a cigarette shaking his head.

"It won't work. It's not like you don't know that the head of parliament, the bishop, ordered the death. This is something their church takes over. Our unauthorized intervention will only provoke unnecessary incidents."

The man sighed: "I have a source, this time the werewolf mutation is not an ordinary erosion of the abyss, but something more dangerous... um... Heresy."

"Huh?" The middle-aged nobleman sat up straight, pushed away the woman in his arms, and his face became serious: "But I am one of the investors of Violet Academy, but I heard that the church is in order for this mutant werewolf The incident has already been involved in the academy's annual internship!"

"Our experienced superhumans can't act, but we arrange those young birds who haven't graduated to intervene in the werewolf incident... Doesn't it make sense?" The middle-aged nobleman expressed his confusion.

"Because the extraordinary people under us are adults who have been struggling in the capital of steam for several years, with complicated thoughts and full of desires."

The man twirled the cigarette: "And those chicks live in carefully cultivated gardens, their hearts are much simpler than adults, so..."

"So?" The middle-aged nobleman stared into the man's eyes.

"So those immature chicks don't have as many distracting thoughts as adults."

"Just because of this? What's the use of it?" The middle-aged nobleman was still a little puzzled.

"This is very important." The man flicked the cigarette ash: "This means that they are less likely to be tempted and polluted by falling into heresy...at least my source of information is like this..."

"Oh, what a pale reason!" The middle-aged nobleman sneered, "Although those students are just a bunch of innocent kids, but being simple-minded doesn't mean they won't be deceived, isn't your source of information too far-fetched? Howard MP?"

"Believe it or not is up to you." The man shrugged casually, and he turned his eyes to the dancing ladies in the center of the banquet, quietly admiring them.

"You are still as undisciplined as ever..." The middle-aged nobleman shook his head helplessly, and he pulled the beautiful woman beside him into his arms again, and laughed instead.

"Oh! That's right!" The middle-aged nobleman raised his head again: "The people from Violet Academy under me told me that the child Roy was blessed by fate to become a superhuman. Congratulations, Senator Howard."

But the man in the black dress raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Roy?"

"You don't know who Roy is?" The middle-aged nobleman's eyes widened: "His full name is Roy Howard, and he is your heir!"

"I don't have to remember the names of every offspring, Senator Campbell."

The man lit another cigarette with a match with a blank expression: "The heirs who have not awakened the blood inheritance of the Howard family... are just defective products to me."

"You are such a ruthless person, Earl Howard." The middle-aged nobleman laughed.

"Compared to what you've done, I'm already a good father, Grand Duke Campbell."

The man said indifferently: "At least I will not send my daughter to the church without hesitation, and let her accept the spiritual baptism of abandoning emotions."

"I can't help it, after all, there are too many people in the family who have awakened their bloodline abilities..."

Facing the other party's sarcasm, the middle-aged nobleman did not get angry. He focused his attention on the beautiful woman in his arms, looked at the other party's blurred eyes and smiled lightly: "It is enough for a family to have only one heir. If there are too many, there will be trouble... Don't you think so, Miss Helen?"

"Although I can't understand the conversation between the two adults..." The beautiful woman leaned on the nobleman's shoulder and breathed alcohol into his ear: "But I know that everything the lord says is right."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Unscrupulous laughter came from the two big figures in the private space at the top of the banquet hall.

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Roy watched the hazy night scene passing by the car window in a daze, his thoughts diverged.

Before he left the club today, he took the initiative to talk to Verna, and the two discussed the next course of action for the campus internship.

After all, with his joining, the two girls' internships this year will not be as embarrassing as they were last year. However, as a new member, Roy still needs to get in touch with each other.

After preliminary discussions, Roy and Verna reached a consensus.

Roy will be participating in this internship in a 'facilitator' position.

Although the young man has the extremely destructive power of thunder, but his fighting skills are basically zero, and it is difficult to fully display his abilities in actual combat. The evaluation of "extremely poor ability use skills" by Dean's instructor also proves that at this point.

However, after testing, Verna was surprised to find that anyone can 'use' the lightning drawn by the teenager!

The thunder drawn by the brush has extraordinary stability, so the two jointly discovered the usage of Roy's ability.

That is - enchanting.

Roy can use a paintbrush to apply his thunder power to any weapon.

The two used Daphne's close-fitting dagger for an experiment, and the sharpness and destructive power of the dagger that had been 'thunder-enchanted' had at least tripled!
Even after several collisions, the thunder enchanted on the dagger would gradually become unstable and then explode, and the stake used for the test would instantly be wiped out under the impact of the thunder.

The two girls were dumbfounded, and then...they looked at the young man with burning eyes.

Roy exhaled with lingering fear, because the blond girl immediately took out all her creations, and strongly demanded that Roy perform Thunder enchantment on all her works...

"If I didn't run fast... I guess I would be drained today..."

(End of this chapter)