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Mengdie shrugged her shoulders. Regardless of the quality of Xiu's inventions, they had helped enhance her combat abilities. With this thought, she felt less resentment towards him. Carefully placing the gloves in her pocket, she ran her hand through her hair and faced Xiu, saying seriously, “Friend, thank you for the gifts. How much do they cost? I don’t have any money on me right now. If you don’t mind, could you come with me to where I’m staying, so I can pay you?”
Xiu, pretending to be nonchalant, twirled his staff, making a whooshing sound. He smiled smugly and said, “Why talk about money? Just having someone acknowledge my inventions is the best reward for me! Hahaha, that’s right! The genius scientist, Xiu Mura, has now successfully taken the first step in being recognized. I believe soon, the entire continent will know and acknowledge the name Xiu Mura! I will become a super talent coveted by many nations, more respected than a magician! Hahahaha—!!!”
Well, even though Mengdie was grateful to Xiu, this didn't mean she wanted to continue listening to his nonsensical self-praise. Since he didn't need a thank-you gift, she didn’t want to stay any longer. She left the shop with Nia, who was still swinging her arms, and headed towards the mayor's mansion.
“Wait, wait, Miss Mengdie!” Seeing Mengdie leaving, Xiu hurried out of the shop and stopped her, “You praised me as a genius just now, and I got carried away and forgot to ask. Actually, I've been wanting to ask since I saw you today, why were you in such a hurry to find Mr. Della Collin last night?”
Mengdie snorted, saying, “Simple, I have urgent business in the Ruwelle Empire. As long as I find him, I can get a boat across the lake. But now, look.” Mengdie gestured towards the thick fog, saying helplessly, “I wanted to set off early this morning, but with such heavy fog, who would dare sail?”
Xiu looked thoughtfully at the fog and then raised his broken staff, moving it randomly in the air, stirring the fog slightly.
“I see... This fog seems quite unusual. Even Mr. Della Collin might not be able to disperse it…”
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Mengdie crossed her arms, adjusted Nia's posture, who was in convulsions, and said, “Exactly. I heard this fog won’t clear until tomorrow. My business... cough, has been quite disrupted.”
Mengdie shook her head and smiled bitterly. What caught her attention, though, was that Xiu seemed to still be looking at the fog, deep in thought...
Right! Does he have a way to disperse this fog?! Right, he’s a magic... apprentice! Even if his magical power isn’t strong, he must know how to disperse this fog!
“Xiu, do you have a way? A method to disperse this fog?”
Xiu lowered his head, looking at Mengdie, who was gazing at him with hopeful eyes. Then, he proudly snapped his fingers.
“Of course! Just invent a dehumidifier powerful enough, and this little bit of fog will be nothing!”
Mengdie was so moved she almost cried. She stepped forward and grasped Xiu’s hand tightly, looking at him with emotion, unable to speak. Xiu seemed surprised by Mengdie’s gesture, his face, usually immersed in science, blushing.
“A dehumidifier? Great! Hurry up and make it! I’ll get you whatever components you need!”
“Okay! Give me a month, and I guarantee that in one month from today, the dehumidifier will be perfectly presented to you...”
At this point, Xiu finally noticed Mengdie’s current look... it was one of contempt... He muttered the last word “before” in his mouth for a long time before finally mustering the courage to say it...
Mengdie quickly let go of his hand, turned around, and patted Nia, who was still practicing hard. After calming down her urge to hit someone, she turned back to Xiu, showing him a polite and gentle smile.
“Mr. Mura, thank you very much for your gifts today. If you don’t need money, then I owe you a favor. If you ever need my help, I, Mengdie, will do my best to assist you. Now, goodbye.”
After saying that, Mengdie waved cheerfully at him, smiling again. Regardless of how loudly Xiu boasted about his dehumidifier, she ignored it all, taking Nia and heading to the mayor’s mansion with all her might. This time, Xiu didn’t follow, and the two safely returned to the mansion.
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For Nia, this day of rest was hardly restful. By lunchtime, when they returned to their residence, she could only stop her constantly swinging arms while holding a bowl of rice. But by now, her hands were completely paralyzed, trembling uncontrollably as she tried to cut the beef on her plate.
“Here, let me help you.”
Seeing Nia struggling with the fork and knife, Mengdie felt pity. Since training couldn’t be reduced, why make it hard for her even during meals? She put down her bowl of oatmeal porridge, cut a small piece of beef for Nia, and forked it towards her mouth.
Seeing the piece of beef, Nia suddenly cried. She looked at Mengdie, trying to raise her hand to wipe her tears but couldn’t lift it. Mengdie shook her head, put down the fork, took a tissue to wipe the tears off the little girl's face, then picked up the fork again and brought it to her mouth.
“Eat. How many more times?”
Nia sobbed, mumbling, “Still... 6617 times…”
“Okay, eat up and continue practicing, okay?”
Nia opened her mouth, ate the beef, chewed slowly, and nodded…
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