Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam
Chapter 65: The Superstar Heisenberg

Chapter 65: Chapter 65: The Superstar Heisenberg

This is an era of cold hearts, yet Ave and Biran have displayed unprecedented team spirit. Here, Ethan must criticize Ave; he seriously suspects that this girl has recently forgotten her identity as a disciple of the God of Truth.

Shouldn’t a true disciple of the God of Truth disregard all personal feelings, using subordinates as expendable resources without a shred of emotion on their face?

Also, what’s up with the golden tuft on Ave’s head, with a pose that says "You’ve got this, it’s on us"? You’re just a tuft of silly hair, how can you bear the weight of someone else’s life?

"It’s decided then; before we set off, we still need further intelligence."

Ave ended the discussion with a decisive tone, "Ethan, come with me to Mugram’s shop, and Keroy, bring all the awakening potions you have; they might be surprisingly effective."

With the matter settled, Ethan had no room to argue and could only wish his brothers-in-arms good luck.

He hoped his good brothers would be cautious of Biran—not to be fooled by her delicate frame, as she was actually one of the few in the Empire who could pack a punch.

Ethan went back to his room to change into a suit, choosing the skin he named "Ximu Town Yanzu," and followed Ave once again on the road to Fireplace Bay. However, compared to the first time, he was now quite acquainted with the journey.

Back on the deck of the merchant ship, Ave immediately sensed something was off. Within less than a hundred meters, he heard the name "Heisenberg" at least seven times, mostly discussed by people dressed as hunters and mercenaries. As he passed by the Magic Scroll Shop, it was crowded with people, with a bulky giant arguing heatedly with the shop owner.

The onlookers were also indignant, blocking the guards outside.

Ave went closer to listen; the bulky giant, wearing a metal helmet, was cursing at the counter, "What kind of Ice Arrows are these that you sell? They can’t even kill a few ogres! Look at my head carefully; it’s your fake and shoddy scrolls that got my head bashed in by an ogre’s club!"

While it was a serious and distressing matter, some in the crowd couldn’t help but chuckle.

When the giant yanked off his helmet, people saw that the top of his head looked like a dented can; the hunters could imagine the unfortunate fellow’s head being bashed by an ogre’s wooden club.

Ave stayed to listen for a bit and understood the general situation.

The incident originated the previous night when several individuals claiming to be staff from Old Sen Magic Scroll Shop were handing out twenty or so free Ice Arrow scrolls on the deck. The first hunters to receive them were astonished to find these things way more useful than guns and crossbow arrows. After completing their tasks, they rushed back to Fireplace Bay, searching eagerly for information about Old Sen Magic Scroll Shop.

Seizing the opportunity, the owner of the Mage’s Magic Scroll Shop, with seven years of sales experience, put up a sign at the store entrance saying "Make Elemental Magic Great Again!" He boasted that the shop’s elemental magic scrolls were all crafted by academy mentors and far superior to those from unknown wild mages.

Many hunters were convinced and emptied the store of its basic elemental magic scrolls.

Then, that night, the afflicted hunters and mercenaries stormed the Magic Scroll Shop. Even the guards found it difficult to intervene since it wasn’t merely causing trouble; there were numerous people accusing the shop owner of selling counterfeit products.

This is quite a serious accusation in Fireplace Bay; once verified, the shop owner would not only have to pay hefty compensation but also be forced to close the shop for rectification.

Amidst the furious condemnation from hunters and mercenaries, the shop owner was on the verge of tears.

Unperturbed by the tense atmosphere, Ave was confused and patted Ethan’s shoulder, confirming with uncertainty, "They’re talking about the Ice Arrow scroll, right?"

"Yeah."

"And it was definitely an ogre that bashed his head with a wooden club, right?"

"Yes, that’s correct."

"Whose Ice Arrow scroll can hurt an ogre? This is clearly extortion, isn’t it?"

This overly heated situation left Ave feeling insecure. As someone born and raised in the imperial capital, everyone knew about ogres—humanoid creatures living deep in the snowy mountains of the northern empire. Adult ogres stand nearly five meters tall, with thick skin that arrows and bullets can hardly penetrate.

These creatures can wield weapons, usually clubs two meters long, and can throw boulders for long-range attacks. Several years ago, a group of ogres even launched an assault on the imperial capital, and it took an elite Knight Order to completely eradicate them.

As a result, when capital children cried or refused to sleep, adults would often scare them with tales of ogres.

"Naughty children will be caught and eaten by ogres."

Any capital kid who hasn’t heard this saying is doomed to have an incomplete childhood.

How could the Ice Arrow, the most basic form of Elemental Magic, ever harm an ogre?

"Old Sen’s Ice Arrow can," Ethan said seriously. He needed to thank Mr. Ogre for rapidly increasing his Ice Arrow proficiency, realizing Ave’s doubtful look; he added, "that’s what the hunters and mercenaries say—at least they believe Old Sen’s Ice Arrow can harm ogres."

"That Magic Scroll Shop is indeed remarkable."

Someone overheard Ave and Ethan’s conversation and actively joined in.

His withered, tree-like skin made him stand out in the crowd. Old Mu leisurely strolled over, saying, "The staff from that shop also came to me and left three magic scrolls. I handed them to some C-level investigators on field duty, and they managed to kill an ultra-hazardous containment object using them."

With Old Mu’s endorsement, Ave believed it a bit more and further inquired, "Where is that Elemental Shaper called Heisenberg now?"

The sudden appearance of a mysterious Elemental Shaper, paired with unusually potent ice magic, set her radar off. She added, "Is he male or female?"

"Male, does that matter?"

Old Mu was slightly puzzled, yet upon hearing Heisenberg’s gender, he noticed Ave’s visible disappointment.

What’s with this lady and gender discrimination!

What’s wrong with a male Elemental Shaper?

The sea breeze on the deck made him feel cold in his limbs, defensively speaking for Heisenberg (male), "Don’t underestimate Heisenberg. He’s the hottest new star in Fireplace Bay right now; those looking for him could line up and fill the entire port! It’s said he offers high-end personalized services to clients; what did the ad say? Oh, yeah, a ’kick-ass custom service!’

At this point, Old Mu shrugged, "It’s just a pity that no one can find him right now. You guys don’t seem to be short on cash. If by any chance you meet Heisenberg, you must order a few magic scrolls from him—absolutely kick-ass!"

In fact, Old Mu felt that the Mage’s Scroll Shop’s sign might not have been entirely wrong; recent events made him have a hunch.

The era of elemental magic is dawning once again!