Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 541 - 371: Continue (2)

Chapter 541: Chapter 371: Continue (2)

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Matilda’s abnormalities were eventually confirmed to be atavism—white fluff being the most common, just like Clovis, the Bunny Girl whose chest and inner ears had a particularly dense white fluff, a phenomenon considered a strong indicator of atavism.

However, Clovis was, after all, only a Toby rabbitfolk, whereas Matilda was evolving towards the vulpine family; her agility increased by at least 2.4 compared to before. Such a number was terrifying for a fox, and now Matilda could easily run 100 meters in under 8 seconds.

7.42 seconds, a number that in Malin’s eyes could dominate runners worldwide.

As a result, a team of investigators from the Church of Justice confirmed, after checking Matilda’s blood sample, that it was the result of high-concentration World Tree fruit potions taken within a short period—several potions, while purifying the viruses in Matilda’s body, also ignited her bloodline’s path to evolution. Typically, a big-eared fox like Matilda would just be a small fox kind of orc, not a real warrior race orc (like bearfolks or Panthos catfolks), but this blessing in disguise led to an improvement in physical fitness, and she also awakened Magician abilities.

Magician was an even rarer existence than Mages, and entirely different from Wizards, who gain powers that originally don’t belong to them through potions and contact with Subspace.

Magicians, however, automatically gain a few Spell Formations every day. The Spell Formation table is fixed, but it’s safe and without side effects; after they are used up, all one needs to do is eat well, drink well, sleep well, live well, and the next day, these Spell Formations can be used again.

This made Matilda very happy, as the Fox Girl had long envied Faye’s and Clovis’s crude combat methods full of explosive Fireball Spells. However, when she first confirmed her Spell Formation table, she was deflated—there were four Spell Formations: two level-zero tricks, one Dance of Light Spell, and one Flash Spell.

The former creates a light source; the latter is a close-range self-immune flash.

There was one level-one Spell Formation—King’s Carriage Reversal, a switch between two willing spell recipients.

And one level-two Spell Formation—Shapeshift Mirage, a switch between two targets.

Without Fireball, Malin could see the visible unhappiness on the big-tailed fox, so Malin taught her three moves.

The first move: Close-combat Flash Grenade. Sword in right hand, Revolver in left hand, and when the enemy approaches, let go of the sword (with a safety strap), then a Flash to blind the opponent followed by making proper arrangements for the now blind Mr. Enemy.

The second move: Bear Drop—Malin or Matilda herself would rush towards the enemy’s back row of Casters, then switch places with the backup food, whose Spell Formation resistance was exceptionally high. Though it seemed slow, the backup’s charging speed was actually about sixty yards, and with a charge and a swipe from a ton-weight bear; even Malin wouldn’t want to take that hit.

The third move: Swapping the opposite Archer unit with the backup food. Archers typically have low Spell Formation resistance, so just switch them. Malin’s side could reduce the unfortunate soul back to parts with a single hammer blow, while the backup could only dispatch them with its bear paws, one smack at a time.

"But there’s no Fireball," lamented Matilda with a pout.

"You’re a Magician, at level one now, right? Just wait until you level up," comforted Malin.

"But the path of the Magician is almost gone now," said Matilda, clearly unhappy.

Malin was prepared for this: "Don’t worry about that. I have a way." Although Malin didn’t understand the Magician’s path himself (in Malin’s memory, when he studied the indigenous profession of Magician during his studies, his mentor used a very envious tone to explain this profession, leaving an impression that it was a four-good profession—one that upgrades just by eating well, drinking well, sleeping well, and living well), Malin knew people who did.

So when Ails stuck his head out of the transport portal, Malin was somewhat frustrated by his cautiously careful inspection of the surroundings: "I’m the one who called you; what are you afraid of?"

·No, it’s precisely because you called me that I’m afraid.

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Ails sighed and then explained the reason — it was about a week ago when this guy was drinking in Mark City and he met a Prairie Elf girl. At that time, Ails was wearing a skin suit that happened to be of a chocolate-colored Prairie Elf, and the two hit it off really well. Ails had a bit too much to drink that day and gave the girl a ring, saying it was a gift.

Then came the trouble, the other party was betrothed, and now there is at least a reinforced company of Prairie Elves looking for him, saying they want to teach a lesson to the short-sighted fellow for their good brother.

If Ails really were a Prairie Elf, then according to the Prairie Elves’ way, both parties could just arrange a fight and get it over with.

But Ails isn’t, and if people found out he was a Lich wearing a skin suit, he’d probably be thrown out with everything he had that very day.

"Can’t you keep an eye on yourself?" Malin sighed as he relayed the troubles with his own daughter.

It seems the Magicians here are truly dead, there really aren’t any tricks to training Magicians, to put it bluntly, eat well, drink well, sleep well, live well, as long as the bloodline is pure, a Magician will always have their day to become Legendary.

With that, Ails took a look at Matilda.

Your fur color is turning to silver-gray; it doesn’t seem you’re a dragonline Magician, after all, dragons in your world haven’t shown up for a long time, so what Spell Formation is it?

"Curse Magic." Faye said, feeling the opening of the portal and the appearance of Ails; Mages always have a strong memory for the wavelengths of Undead creatures.

Silver fur, Curse Magic, I’m not familiar with the bloodline Magicians in your world, but it should still be quite good, Miss Matilda. Although the Curse Magic series of Spell Formations may not showcase the violent side of arcane like shaping energy, if you think it isn’t powerful, you are greatly mistaken.

"Mr. Ails, is advancing as a Magician really all about talent?"

At least that’s how it is for us, please believe what I say, I wouldn’t lie in front of Mr. Malin.

With Ails’s assurance, Malin decided to send him back: "How about I call you next time to chop Chaos, how’s that?"

No problem, but let’s pass for now, I need to hide out for a while.

After saying that, Ails ran off, and it was clear that he indeed had a lot of trouble recently.

"Maybe we should look for answers in books." Clovis stood in front of everyone holding a pile of books.

Malin shrugged his shoulders — well, another day of gaining knowledge.

"By the way, are we going to the City Lord’s place for dinner tonight? He’s invited us again." Jessica got into the carriage holding an invitation.

"Spare me." the occupants of the carriage said in unison.

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