"Master Bai Ye, Master Singil is in the room." Nolan bowed, and the ravines on his chest were clearly visible in front of Bai Ye's eyes. It was not that she showed it on purpose, but that Molias's general maid clothing styles are relatively exposed.

Of course, it would be even better if it could attract Lord Bai Ye’s attention.

Since following Lord Morpheus, Nolan has become more and more mature and experienced. She has her own little ambitions, but not just such a small maid. Molias is developing rapidly, and there will definitely be more vacancies in the future.

that power!

What a charming word.

She needed these things and needed to truly stand at a height that would allow Lord Morpheus to look at her. For some reason, Nolan's heart was always burning with fanatical loyalty to Lord Morpheus.

Bai Ye nodded and glanced at her chest: "When will you go and clean up Molias's maid's costume?" It's time for the evil taste left by the former city lord to rest.

"Yes!" Nolan's heart thrust for a moment, thinking that it was Bai Ye who thought she was a little too coquettish.

Pushing open the door, Singer, wearing a gray-white robe, sat upright at the desk, and Morpheus stood aside and was whispering something to him.

Seeing Bai Ye coming, Morpheus smiled faintly: "Master Bai Ye, I'll go and make a cup of black tea for you. On Master Singil, I have already told him some of Molias's situation."

"Trouble." Bai Ye felt a little emotional as he watched Morpheus's slender waist shaking gently. He always felt that Morpheus was becoming more and more enchanting. She didn't care much about these small details before. It seemed that she had begun to pay attention to these things since she left the tavern.

"Hello, I'm Bai Ye? Levier." Bai Ye stretched out his hand, and Singer quickly stood up to shake hands. His palms were wide and rough, and covered with calluses.

"Hello, Lord Bai Ye, I am the magician Singil, who comes from a distant mechanical heart." Singil was very moved. This was the first time he met a great nobleman. In the past, he promoted his magic weapon, and those guys were disdainful.

"Please sit down, you know all about Molias. Can you tell me about the mechanical heart and your own affairs first?" Bai Ye sat in the main seat, took the black tea handed over by Morpheus, and naturally put a pair of slender and fair hands on his shoulder and began to knead it. "You know, I don't know magical instruments very much."

"Well, I'm ashamed to say..." Xingier's old face turned red, but hesitated and told his experience roughly.

Like most magicians, Singil has longed for knowledgeable and extraordinary arcane artists since he was a child. Unfortunately, his elemental affinity is completely insufficient and he is destined to be unable to become a real arcane.

After a brief loss, he accidentally learned about the existence of the magician. For the sake of his ideal, the young Singil sold his property and went to the border of the Anya Continent to seek opportunities to join the heart of the mechanical.

The Heart of Mechanical is a city founded by the great magician Lore, which has attracted scholars from all over the continent who are keen on magical research. They gather here to exchange and learn, develop magical instruments, and gain benefits by selling magical instruments.

Unfortunately, even though magical science has developed rapidly and the magicians even have their own associations, few people can become famous and profitable. Most of the magical apprentices who were at the same time as Singer have now withdrawn from this circle and returned to various human forces to live the lives of ordinary people.

Singil never gave up, from a magic apprentice to a trainee magician to a formal magician, and now he has become a famous magician master.

He is also one of the seven founders of the Society of Magicians.

"This... sounds pretty good, why do you look so miserable now by Master Singil?" Bai Ye couldn't help asking, not expecting that the magician recruited by the tavern was a master standing at the top of this industry.

One of the seven founders, it sounds very stylish.

These names and experiences are really inconsistent with Singer's current down-and-out appearance.

"Oh, it seems that you really don't understand the group of magicians, Lord Bai Ye." Singer sighed heavily, "I don't want to deceive you either. If you are just on a whim, I'm afraid you won't be willing to take me in after you get to know it."

"The current mechanical heart is in name only, and the situation of the magicians is very difficult. The magicians we developed are expensive, but they are like a waste of money to the arcane masters. Only a few ornamental and functional magicians can be sold, but that is just a drop in the bucket."

Bai Ye nodded. He had seen the magic weapon in Wen's minaret. He also became interested in this black technology since then. It can be seen from Wen's expression that she was completely disdainful of the magician and the magic weapon.

"A life that is difficult is not enough to support our research. We have spent a lifetime of hard work and wealth to devote ourselves to the study of magic. Unfortunately... no nobles are willing to fund us. Perhaps the existence of magic itself is a mistake, a ridiculous act of a mortal trying to achieve the power of the gods." Singer's face was full of pessimism.

He was unwilling to deceive Bai Ye, so he would rather tell him the status quo and wait for the judgment of fate. He could accept it even if he was swept out directly.

Xinjil closed his eyes silently and waited for Bai Ye's order to expel him, but after a while he didn't hear any reaction. Xinjil opened his eyes, but found Bai Ye's face was solemn and thinking.

"Bai, Lord Bai Ye?" he asked tentatively.

Bai Ye looked up and smiled, and said seriously: "I want to know, Master Singil, you abandon everything for magic research. Do you think this is not worth it? Is it wrong?"

"Of course not! Just, just...ah." Singil sat decadently on the chair. He sold his property for the sake of the magician. He is now nearly seventy years old, but he can't even go back to the house. His son doesn't even let his cute granddaughter know that there is such a grandfather.

He has lived to this point, but his long failure has left him exhausted and he has the idea of ​​giving up.

But as Bai Ye asked, he never regretted it, nor did he think it was not worth it.

"I don't understand magic, so I dare not comment. But I know there are still some people in this world who are excluded by the church like you, but they have never given up. I wonder if you have heard of natural science? Their ideas are completely different from those of the church, but they still survive hard in persecution."

"Similarly, there is a group of girls who are not tolerated by the entire continent, but this does not mean that they are wrong. The church or other majority are correct. The truth is often in the hands of a few."

Bai Ye came from another world. Compared to the behavior of the church and the nobles who centralize and monopoly and try to fool everyone, he admired those who dared to resist and pursue the truth they knew. Such people are respected, whether right or wrong, and have great cultivation value.

"The truth... is often in the hands of a few people?" Singer's body shook and his eyes fell on Bai Ye. After a while, he solemnly replied, "You are right! Since I have chosen this path, I should not regret or be confused. Lord Bai Ye is very different from the nobles I have seen."

Not only Bai Ye's conversation and unusual thinking, but from Morpheus' preliminary construction plans for Molias and some Bai Ye's, he could also feel the different spiritual thoughts of the other party and ordinary lords and most nobles.

Scholars are most obsessed with seeking knowledge and innovation, while Bai Ye possesses some of the qualities of scholars in politics and as a leader.

"That's nature, Lord Bai Ye is unique." Morpheus chuckled, his face full of pride and pride, "It's worth our dedication to him."

"Ahem, Master Singil, can you tell me about the specific content about magic? To be honest, expensive construction is nothing to me, practicality and universality are the key. Maybe magic tools are not suitable for arcanes, but not necessarily for the public."

In Bai Ye's mind, technology should be a universal product, not a benefit to some people. Just as professionals are indeed important, but the decisive factor is often the beginning of war. Of course, perhaps the mysterious power in this world can destroy the world, but at least the professionals he knows cannot fight ten thousand.
Chapter completed!