Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam

As early as during lunch, Aelium had been quietly observing the composition of the team, and now, it fully understood everything.

Rowena mentioned that the person on the other side is a gourmet, presumably taking on the role of the ship's cook, while Rowena herself is a former Great Mage certified by the Astrology Guild, most skilled in long-range cutting magic, a magic unique to her. It seemed that the role of the sniper had to be hers.

As for the golden bird, Miss Keroy, whose role seemed to overlap slightly with its own, her feathers could heal wounds, and she also brewed all sorts of magic potions, so she should be the ship's doctor.

It felt that the configuration of the "Old Sen Pirates" was quite luxurious, vaguely having the prototype of the sea king.

The culture about pirates was something it heard about from Ethan, Old Sen was very visionary, always knowing some rare stories even its mother hadn't heard of.

Soon, Aelium clearly defined its role in joining the "Old Sen Pirates."

It was here to become the ship's engineer, completing the last piece of the team puzzle.

Although it knew nothing about inventions, its mother was skilled at it.

Regarding the issue of the "motorcycle," its mother had already become the backbone of the team, expressing opinions to the team members through its body.

"Your drawings are interesting, as long as there are enough materials, it should be done this afternoon."

After carefully studying the blueprints provided by Ethan, Old An commented.

From the appearance, the so-called "motorcycle" looked far more official than a wheelchair, and more stylish, more suitable as a racing vehicle. The Empire also mastered a power system that even the Western Continent didn't have. They referred to this energy, which is based on energy crystals and electrical elements, as electrical energy, which is more efficient than steam technology.

The only drawback is that it requires using people as "fuel."

Recently, the Empire spent heavily to hire a batch of elemental shapers, proficient in lightning elemental spells, from the academy to act as living batteries in the Artisan Association every day.

But in terms of magic reserves and element utilization efficiency, they were far inferior to Ethan, making it difficult to popularize "electric energy technology" in the short term.

You can't possibly have an elemental shaper in every household needing electricity, right?

Except for the royal family and the prominent nobles in the imperial capital, no one could afford such a noble profession.

Old An suddenly shifted topic, "But for you, energy supply and storage are not a problem. If you were to drive this motorcycle, the maximum power activation speed could match lightning, so the most important thing is the stability of the motorcycle structure... maybe we can adopt the technology of the Ark."

Regarding the issue of power supply, Old An had many thoughts.

One couldn't rely on ordinary elemental shapers, for not only were they costly, but there were also issues of "aging" and "mental state" to consider.

But if Ethan were used as a power plant, his magic could easily cover the entire imperial capital, providing the electricity needed for the city's operations.

Old An thought perhaps in the future he could create a throne with good conductivity, letting Ethan sit on it to generate power for the city.

But right now, the priority was to solve the motorcycle issue.

The Little Octopus climbed in front of Ethan and looked up at him, "Isn't this the design you drew yourself? Why do you look so sullen?"

"Originally, regarding the energy problem, I wanted to use wind elements as an alternative."

Ethan sighed, "But they don't seem very willing to cooperate."

The favorability of the wind elements was stuck at Lv2. Ethan felt that the "emotional resonance method" proposed by Teacher Cat had reached a bottleneck, and he had to embark on a more in-depth "meditation method." He imagined that the wind element was like a very serious literary girl seen in school normally but was secretly a fanatical racing enthusiast.

Their level of friendliness was at the "classmate level," and the wind element wasn't ready to share its contrasting side with him.

"Wind elements?"

Old An thought for a bit, somewhat puzzled, "I haven't seen its superiority over lightning."

In His view, electrical energy itself was already a miracle, and Ethan, who could tap into the potential of electrical elements, was undoubtedly a super-genius, yet now, this super-genius seemed to be troubled.

Nonetheless, this is a process every genius has to experience.

Old An didn't rush him and said, "When you've decided, come find me again. I'll first make the motorcycle's exterior."

"Mm, sorry for the trouble, Old An."

With Anapolis's involvement, Ethan felt the team had become even stronger.

He sat down, closed his eyes, and fell into meditation. Seeing this, Old An called Rowena and the one from the other side to help Him out, while Miss Keroy was carrying a huge pile of metal materials into the room.

As for the "historian" Ave, she said on the phone that she and Princess Sophia needed to rest.

The two in distress lay on the bed with almost identical postures, burying their heads into the pillows. To teach these two troublemakers a lesson, the evil Queen Margaret had taken away Sophia's hidden healing potions.

Ethan thought perhaps Ave hadn't learned enough of a lesson.

If the Queen heard her referring to herself as "the evil aunt" on the phone, Ave wouldn't be able to get out of bed for the next week.

However, this was a good sign, proving that Ave's split personality and emotions were slowly healing.

After the electrical element had been upgraded, Ethan embarked on the study of Holy Word Art. If successful, he might restore the members of the Choir to normal.