Chapter 89

Chapter 89: Third-Year Student Lanlir

Hopland, Daffodil Street, the Evening Mermaid Clothing Store.

Lolan Hill stood at the door wearing a black hooded cloak and gray boots, looking at the address in her hand. She confirmed again; it was indeed this store.

She had come here to find Lanlir, the junior student mentioned by Tirela before she left. There were still some details about the Mage-Conducted Steam Turbine she wanted to inquire about from this student of Emanas. Additionally, she was quite curious about what kind of person a student from such a prestigious institution would be like.

Upon entering the store, it was relatively cool and very quiet. No one was around, only beautifully dyed clothes hung on the racks, their colors changing and styles leaning towards classical conservatism.

Lolan Hill knocked lightly on the door and asked, “Is anyone here?”

“Wait a moment, I’ll be right there,” came a voice from inside the store.

A middle-aged woman wearing an apron emerged from the back room of the store, her hands stained with red and blue dyes. She wiped her hands clean with a towel and approached, asking, “Hello, may I ask if you’re here to buy clothes?”

“No, I’m here to look for Lanlir,” Lolan Hill shook her head, causing the hair under her hood to sway slightly.

“Oh, so someone else knows she’s here?” The woman seemed somewhat surprised as she sized up the young lady. Lanlir was her daughter who had just returned home for the break, and not many people knew about her.

“You must be her classmate. She went out this morning, probably at that cold drink shop on the east side of the street. You can check there,” the woman said.

“Thank you, Auntie.” Lolan Hill bowed her head and then stepped out of the store.

The cold drink shop to the east was well-located, right at the street corner. Its wooden sign and interior decoration had a distinct elf-like style, with green vines entwined around the wooden board inscribed with the words “Flower Beach.”

Seeing this familiar style, Lolan Hill couldn’t help but recall the shop in Westwind Barberry City called “Flower Summer Leaves,” which was likely part of the same series. It was there that she first met Angus, leading to all the subsequent developments.

Pushing open the shop door, a bell chimed. A head

The maid wearing flowers came forward.

“Welcome~” She wore a black and white maid outfit, quite charming.

Lolan Hill entered the store; there weren’t many customers at this time. Perhaps it was due to the cooler weather, as several maids stood idly by, one even sitting behind the counter reading a thick book. She seemed to be muttering something under her breath as she read, as if trying to memorize some details.

“Hello, I would like to know if Miss Lanlier is here?”

The maid behind the counter looked up, “Ah, sorry, I didn’t notice you just now. You’re looking for Lanlier? Please wait a moment, I need to ask the teacher.”

She stood up, straightened her dress slightly, then asked another maid to take her place before walking up the stairs inside the store.

Soon, a blonde girl in a light purple skirt came down the stairs with a light step, looking somewhat surprised when she saw Lolan Hill.

“Oh, I thought a classmate had come to play.”

“Hello, may I ask what brings you here?” she asked.

“Hello, I’m here because Mage Tirela recommended me.” Lolan Hill took out the blue inheritance gem.

“Oh, yes, I understand. Come with me.” She grabbed Lolan Hill’s hand and led her upstairs to sit for a while.

The second floor seemed to be a dance studio, with some girls practicing inside. The third floor was a loft, with tables, sofas, wardrobes, and several dressing tables.

A noblewoman sat by the window at a desk, surrounded by many sheets of paper, seemingly writing something. Her face confirmed that she was Lady Phyllis, whom Lolan Hill had met before at the store in Thornberry City. At that time, she had exchanged a few words with Angus, suggesting they were old acquaintances.

“Teacher Phyllia, may we use this space? This friend is here to discuss some alchemy issues with me.”

“No problem, Lanlier, go ahead,” she said, seeming to focus intently on her writing.

“Hello.”

Lolan Hill introduced herself first, then mentioned the information Tirela had provided and some unresolved matters.

“This, uh, yes, I understand. Sister Tirela specifically instructed me before she left, saying someone would come to inquire about related issues later.”

“In fact, this steam power system is an important project within Emanas’ ‘Time Gear.’ It was only recently that it…”

A more stable plan was devised. Back when I was a first-year student, it was Sister Tirela who introduced me to the ‘Time Gear.’ Now, she has graduated almost a year ago.”

Lanlier then began to introduce the basic design principles behind the steam power at that time, the problems they had encountered initially, and how they later made choices and improvements. It was evident that she was highly skilled in alchemy and magic, and she wasn’t even that old, probably around 18 or 19 years old, yet her strength was already at the Golden Rank.

Emanas truly is impressive, Lolan Hill marveled, looking at the system’s evaluation: Magic Sequence 5 – Grip of Lightning, rare Golden Rank.

She was even younger than Edli, yet her strength far surpassed his. Sequence 5 compared to Sequence 4 was a massive leap; Sequences 4 and below were primarily about developing certain specialties. Extraordinary Beings might excel in one area, but in other aspects, they were not much stronger than ordinary people.

However, once they reached Sequence 5, all their weaknesses would be compensated for, leaving no significant shortfalls. Whether it was physical fitness, soul strength, agility, perception, and so forth, they truly began to stand out as extraordinary beings.

Lolan Hill took out a pen and casually drew a straight line on the blueprint, then continued sketching the shape of the steam engine. The skill with which she drew mechanical structures genuinely startled Lanlier, though she herself was unaware of it. In university, studying engineering inevitably involved learning about mechanics, and her mechanical teacher was particularly strict, demanding high standards for blueprints.

As a result, every student in her class suffered, eventually developing solid drafting skills. This life, Lolan Hill had advanced further still, possessing extremely acute perception and control, to the point where she didn’t need a ruler anymore. Drawing straight lines, arcs, and right angles freehand was as precise as if printed.

Lolan Hill didn’t directly draw the muggle-merged magitech steam turbine but only sketched the part left by Tirela. This wasn’t because she was being secretive; rather, the knowledge systems of the two worlds were entirely different. If she explained the human civilization from her previous life, it would have to start from basic mechanics, taking at least several months to fully explain.

Thus, two tech enthusiasts, two young ladies, quietly exchanged ideas in the quiet attic, occasionally breaking into excited cheers, with the constant sound of scratching pens never ceasing.

(End of Chapter)