Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 501 Who hasn't had a youthful mentality?

Kano's real purpose in looking for Rorschach is about the starship, and he wants to get Rorschach's promise.

He looked at his student and said solemnly, "I can make concessions on other issues, even if I can't satisfy you at the negotiation table. The only thing I need your help on is Rorschach."

"Please tell me."

"No matter how the war goes, the entire guild and the Thirteen Magic Towers will still invest a lot of manpower and resources to advance the observation plan of the Tree of Truth. The Starry Tower has no spare capacity to support the Republic of Valois, but the Thunderstorm Tower will try to build a manned starship aircraft within a year."

"So soon?" Rorschach didn't expect the guild to be so determined.

"It should be said that we have to hurry up and continue. On the one hand, it is to prevent the vicious magic from getting out of control. On the other hand, the Senate believes that this cooperation project will be a link between the guilds of various countries to prevent the guilds from really falling apart after the war."

Rorschach nodded in understanding.

This war has changed the magicians. For this group, the scenes of mutual attacks have been greatly reduced, and each has turned to supporting from the rear, or at least from the back row. Mages from all over the continent can cooperate, and at the same time fight each other in the name of the country, and use this game to define the sphere of influence after the war.

Kano finally stated his request: "Whether it is the Starry Tower or other magic towers, many mages have died on the battlefield. Spellcasters are very valuable, so the next exploration of the astral world cannot add more lives."

"what do you mean"

"When I was separated from the original layer, I almost fell into the transmutation layer. I might have been swept away to death. You saved me. Thank you."

“No, you may have misunderstood.”

"Now the Senate knows that you have an independent piece of space debris, between the star realms. Since everyone supports the starship plan, Feuerbach and I will not worry about it. But please promise me to help you. When we conduct manned test flights in the future, you will be the last line of defense, okay?"

Master Kano spoke sincerely, explaining that the original second plan was to go to the border, but since Rorschach refused, he naturally would not force it, but chose to ask Rorschach for a promise.

Rorschach lived up to his teacher's expectations. He nodded readily, "If the forerunners really encounter an accident in the Transmutation Dust Stream or in the Astral Realm, please find me and I will definitely bring them back safely."

"Okay. It's a deal!"

There was a secret conversation between the two people. In fact, no matter how heated the discussion in the conference room not far away was, it didn't matter anymore, because the general tone had been set. For Kano, the so-called transmutation dust supplier had only two meanings. One was that it seemed very profitable, and the other was that the more transmutation dust collectors there were, the lower the risk of the starship breaking through the laminar flow.

As for Rorschach, he did not care what benefits he could get from Valois. After all, almost all of its strength was concentrated on fighting against the Empire and preserving the fruits of the Great Reform. Moreover, Byrne had returned to the Empire's system and could not interact openly with its southern neighbor.

If we have to talk about gains, Franz can barely be counted as one.

Rorschach returned to the lounge, where his younger brother was lying on his side, picking at the cracks on the leather sofa. Seeing his older brother coming, he wanted to retract his hand, but then he thought he had been seen, so he simply changed his position and continued to destroy the sofa.

Are you the reincarnation of a husky? Rorschach asked him to sit up straight and brushed across the cracks. The damage to the sofa's leather disappeared immediately, but Rorschach saw that the leather was still dry, which showed that [repairing] could not reverse aging, and the leather would soon crack again.

Most magic is like this, and a single spell is always beyond its power. "Don't you read the newspaper?" Rorschach saw that only the illustrated newspaper was opened in the lounge, and he probably knew about this little brother's culture "papermaking".

Franz curled his lips: "That. I've seen it, it's boring."

"illiterate?"

"Read!" Franz retorted unconvinced, but soon he lost his temper: "Not many." If he really continued to learn, the Merckle family's financial resources would be more than enough to support two children in school, and he wouldn't have to drop out of school halfway to learn a craft from a master.

Ah. That won't do. Rorschach said seriously, "Without culture, you can't fight well even in a war. You can't be a soldier who follows orders all your life, can you?"

"Fighting requires courage! And I am not afraid of anyone who can endure hardship."

"Well, just think of it as a chance for you to win a military victory and return home with a reward or a pension. Old Merkler can still keep an eye on you now, but when you start your own business, if they don't keep an eye on you, a bunch of idle scum will come after the money you earned with your life.

"They will become your drinking buddies, letting you get drunk and develop bad habits, or borrow money from you for various reasons and share the 'opportunity to get rich' with you. Finally, when they have eaten up all the food and left in a hurry, you will come to your senses, but by then there will be nothing left."

Luo Xia couldn't bear to say more, such as the fiefdom of the empire. The soldiers could get very little, and only the officers could get it after they retired from the army. And the officers... Whose name didn't contain "Feng"? A poor family is also a family. Excluding Luo Xia, the "outsider", the old Merkler family had no family at all.

The Grand Master could offer Franz many options, but he was not optimistic about continuing to join the Imperial Army.

To protect this guy's safety, either put him in a logistics position, but his cultural level seems not enough for the job; or send a clone to protect him. Rorschach is too idle to do such a thing; arm him to the teeth with alchemical items, what if he uses the magic equipment to get too high a KD and becomes the number one Baturu in the empire?
"Then what should I do? I have no talent! Forget casting spells, I can't do anything right!" Apparently Rorschach's PUA had gone too far, and Franz had given up on himself.

Is this the rebellious 16-year-old teenage boy? Rorschach felt that this was really troublesome. He stretched out his hand and slammed Franz's dog head: "Well, I will find a way to send you back to the army!"

"Really? Big brother is the best!"

Teenagers have their own mentality, always thinking about relying on themselves and proving themselves, and looking down on those who rely on their elder brothers to live a comfortable life. Rorschach also admires this kind of character. I used to be like this. I disdained the "how to behave" short videos shared by my parents and sneered at the classmates who surrounded the counselors and teachers. I must stick to my original intention and be a super white lotus that can cleanse the mud and purify the air.
But he claims that he is an adult now and has an obligation to let the boy know how dark the human society full of connections is. Rorschach wants to let this guy know the difference between "Big Brother treats you well" and "Big Brother is good"
As for Rorschach's connections in the Imperial Army, the Logistics Department is one of them, and there is also a brigadier general who was promoted not long ago.

In the evening, the Starry Tower hosted a simple cocktail party, and the adjournment of the party also marked the end of the secret surprise visit. Byrne's special zone delegation set off to return home, and Rorschach was still teleported alone, but this time he was not accompanied by Valan, but his younger brother.

"Where are we going?" It was the first time Franz stepped into the magic guild and stepped on the magic circle. It was normal for him to be curious, nervous and excited, but he had to pretend to be calm, and the result was that his awkward emotions were clearly visible.

"Don't you want to continue to be a soldier? I'll take you to see a general."

"Ah?" Franz had no doubt that his elder brother could keep his word. He was surprised and happy at first, but soon he tensed up again: "According to the regulations, I must wear a uniform to meet with the chief in non-wartime."

"Come on, you prisoner."

(End of this chapter)