I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 257 The Pope's Diary of Going to Sea (Part 2)

Repairing a ship is an extremely dangerous task.

Looking at the massive steel ship that Olivia had carried ashore with one hand that morning, Ron stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

Here, he couldn't help but marvel at the immense value of the Holy Light's power.

Yesterday, the president's kick to him was definitely serious; at the very least, it had about 70-80% of its force.

He only broke three ribs and his internal organs were slightly displaced.
If the treatment had been delayed any longer, the injury might have healed completely.

"I'm so lucky!"

Ron exclaimed in surprise, then carefully examined the Creville, which was being supported by makeshift scaffolding.

This groundbreaking warship, said to be the pinnacle of the Federation's highest technology, revealed its intricate structure beneath the iron plates to Ron like a young girl whose dress had been partially removed.

Black, pungent, lubricating oil-like substance flowed swiftly, while pale blue coolant, ejected under high pressure, flowed down the rocks on the shore in winding streams.

The ship's cratered armor and broken, twisted railings give it a sense of disheveled hair, defiant eyes, and a desperate, powerless resistance.

Even more astonishingly, there was a large hole torn in the right side of the ship, from which salty seawater was flowing out uncontrollably.

Damn it, what am I thinking?

Suddenly, Ron's mind cleared, and his breathing stopped.

Ron Griffith is a prominent figure in the capital, with many women he's attracted to. How could he be so sexually repressed?

Is this the fate of every pope?

Just as Ron was lost in thought, Vivian swallowed hard and said:
"Mr. Ron, is that president of the Mage Association really human?"

"She lifted such a huge ship with just one hand!"

As she spoke, the vampire girl made an exaggerated gesture.

Calm down... You haven't spent enough time with Olivia. If you had, you'd realize that this woman has nothing but power...

The blond boy silently grumbled to himself, then turned his head and asked:

"What? The Radiant Federation doesn't have such a powerful expert?"

"I've never heard of that, but we can use tools to lift the boat."

Vivian pondered.

Okay, I know you're saying Olivia is a female troll who only has power...

Ron rolled his eyes, then went to the damaged spot on the side of the ship and tapped it lightly twice.

dong dong——

It is hard, lightweight, and extremely flexible.

In Ron's view, the basic defense composed of this alloy is no less than that of a city wall.

In addition, the magic runes that connect the inside make it virtually indestructible.

Yet this fortress was nearly torn apart by some unknown monster.

"What exactly happened to you when you arrived?"

Hearing the boy's question, the vampire girl slightly raised her chin, the small crown-like hair ornament on her head glittered, and she hesitated before saying:
"It was too dark at the time, and we couldn't see anything at all."

"At first, we were just sailing at full speed along the route, and then suddenly we felt the ship shake. At the time, I thought it was a speed bump that your Kingdom of Oran had placed in the open sea."

"Who knew that just as the ship's guards went to check the situation, green monsters jumped up from the seabed."

At this point, Vivian showed an expression of extreme disgust.

“Mr. Ron, do you know what they said back then?”

"What did you say?"

Ron turned his head and asked.

"They said I should make compensation."

compensation?

How polite of a monster encountered at sea to demand compensation?
Seeing Ron's puzzled expression, Vivian brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and hummed twice:
"I was just joking!"

"In fact, we sounded the alarm immediately after hitting the speed bump, and only after using flares to illuminate the area did we realize that we had somehow entered the monsters' encirclement."

"Those monsters looked disgusting, dressed in shabby leather clothes, paddling a raft from who-knows-where. They were very unfriendly to women, and the way they looked at me was like..."

Vivian continued, a look of utter disgust on her face:
"A breeding machine, that's it!"

"Although there were many of them, not a single monster could break through the Creville's defenses."

As she spoke, the girl put her hands on her hips, as if showing off:
"Mr. Ron, don't underestimate the technological sophistication of the Creville; it's the culmination of the wisdom of many top engineers!"

Although your brother says you are very smart, this kind of thing can only be made in the Federation. To repair it, you need the right engineers and a lot of tools, and it will take at least a month.
The gap between eras cannot be bridged by an individual!

Before the thought could even form in her mind, she saw the handsome young man beside the ship point to the hole in the hull and ask:
"If it's so powerful, how did it break down?"

Can you please not bring this up?
Vivian's delicate face suddenly froze, then she lowered her head and sighed:
"Although the Crewell is highly technologically advanced, it still has its limits."

"It was too dark at the time. I could only see a huge pair of wings that looked like a dragon and sensed an extremely terrifying predator aura. Fortunately, Verex had dreamed of danger before setting off and specifically requested two Amos fission bombs."

"We abandoned most of our supplies and sacrificed three escort ships to successfully hit the target."

"And the Creville, taking advantage of the wind and waves it created, flew out of the encirclement of those monsters."

The vampire girl's face showed lingering fear, as if she was still haunted by the danger of that night.

I probably know why you're so concerned about the personnel of the returning mission. If you're going back, you'll most likely encounter that dragon again, and the Amos fission bombs have already been used up.
Ron, who finally understood what had happened, couldn't stop speculating.

Seeing the Pope lost in thought, Vivian assumed he was troubled by the problem at hand, so she patted him on the shoulder to comfort him:
"It's okay, it's alright even if it can't be fixed. Although the risk is a bit high, we can take a frigate."

In Vivian's opinion, Ron was somewhat putting on a show of being more than he was worth at this point.

No matter how smart an individual is, it's impossible for them to be as smart as a top-notch team of engineers.

Moreover, Ron's profession is that of a clergyman, the most mystical and eccentric type.

This is not Vivian discriminating against this social group, but rather that this group tends to have some degree of deceptiveness.

"Neither objective nor rational."

She defined it in her heart.

"What if I could fix it?"

At this moment, Ron, who had finished his examination, suddenly looked at the vampire girl.

Vivian, however, maintained her smile and said, "Impossible, Mr. Ron. It requires an entire team of engineers, along with the corresponding factory-like processes and tools."

"Hmph~ How arrogant and condescending!"

The blond boy muttered something under his breath, then said in a flat tone:
"What if, I mean, if I could fix it?"

The vampire girl opened her mouth, but seeing Ron's clear eyes, she suddenly realized that this was an excellent opportunity.

Thinking about the game theory and negotiation skills that my useless older brother kept talking about,
A sudden inspiration struck her, and she gave a soft hum:

"If you can fix it, I'll call you Dad."

"If you can't fix it... heh heh, how about you tell me all the information you have about the gods?"

I'm so clever!

What's the difference between this and getting information for free?
Vivian raised her chin excitedly.

Hey, isn't that unfair?

Ron's lips twitched, but he didn't argue with Vivian too much.

Who could blame him for being kind-hearted? With both parties agreeing, the bet was officially established.

"So, Mr. Ron, do you need any manpower?"

"I can lend you all my guards."

Seeing that Ron was still standing there, the vampire girl couldn't help but remind him.

To be honest, Vivian felt a little uneasy the moment the bet was made.

However, considering that Ron was a native of the Kingdom of Oran and had never seen such a technologically advanced warship, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"No need for such trouble, I can do it by myself."

Ron said calmly, then raised his hand in the vampire girl's surprised gaze.

Wait, is he going to straighten the armor with his hands?!
The thought had barely crossed Vivian's mind when she saw a glimmer of blue light emerge from between the boy's fingers.

A light touch of the finger on the armor caused a ripple of blue light to spread out instantly.

Vivian and her surrounding guards were utterly shocked and bewildered, their worldviews seemingly collapsing.
That ship, carrying the Federation's most advanced technology, actually... actually...

She transformed into an adorable little girl who is 1.6 meters tall, with blonde hair and blue eyes!
Oh no, it's gotten too easy to use!!!
Ron was so anxious that his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He quickly adjusted the spell's effect and transformed the little girl back into the massive steel warship.

This time, the Clementine was completely undamaged!

The dents in the armor and the torn railings were returned to their original positions, and even the broken pipes, valves, and control levers inside were restored to their original condition.

This...this must be fake!?

"This is completely unscientific!"

Vivian exclaimed in surprise, her bloodshot eyes wide.

Then, she quickly went to the spot in front of the ship where there was a large hole, and her fingernail suddenly grew out a bit, which she then gently scratched at.

Despite the grating creaking sound, not a single scratch appeared on the outer armor.

The sailors on board stared wide-eyed as they climbed the rope ladders onto the ship to inspect its condition.

After a long while, a guard approached the vampire girl and said incredulously:

"Lady Vivian, Creville has actually been repaired! Those weren't hallucinations; the operating system is running normally, just like it came from the factory!"

"This is simply a miracle!"

"..."

The guard's report shattered the girl's last shred of hope.

She stood there, silent for a long time, like a beautifully sculpted stone statue.

Hmm, Miss Vivian, have you forgotten something?

Seeing this, Ron raised an eyebrow and patted the vampire girl on the shoulder.

"It's okay, the bet we made was just a joke. It's alright if you don't keep your promise."

Who broke their promise?!

Hearing this, Vivian bit her lower lip and said softly, her voice shy yet resigned:
"Dad, Daddy..."

"What did you say? I didn't hear you."

The blond boy rubbed his ears.

Seeing this, Vivian glared at him, then grabbed his shoulder and said solemnly:
"Dad, can you teach me how to do that?"

At this crucial moment, Vivian remembered her brother's teachings on negotiation.

As the saying goes, retreat is a strategic advance.

It's not shameful to call someone "Dad." If calling someone "Dad" twice could teach her this miraculous alchemy, Vivian could do it a hundred times.

Thinking of this, the vampire girl hugged Ron's arm and tugged at it back and forth, saying in a coquettish tone:

"Daddy~ please teach Vivian how to do that~"

"Stop, stop, stop, stop!"

Ron was so frightened that he quickly pulled his arm back.

"Who taught you to do that?!"

What happened to the dignity and elegant traditions of your Moon Shadow Clan?

"Of course it's my brother. He often tells me to retreat in order to advance, that a temporary loss is nothing, and that we should look at the long term."

At this point, the vampire girl seemed to have thought of something and pondered for a moment before saying:

"By the way, from now on, you and my brother will each be on your own."

What the hell? Everyone's talking about their own interpretations, and this is how you use the tactic of retreating to advance?!

At this moment, Ron had to admit that Vivian's feigned retreat was a bit too much for him to handle.

“Ahem, Miss Vivian, it’s not that I don’t want to teach you, but my magic is beyond the reach of ordinary people.”

Unless you're like me, someone with cheat codes...

The blond boy silently added the second half of the sentence in his mind.

"Is that right?"

Upon hearing this, the vampire girl's eyes widened immediately, and then she sighed and said:
"Sigh, I knew it, but we vampires are indeed not good at other magic."

“Mr. Ron, now that the ship is repaired, I will go and inform Verex.”

"Once we replenish our supplies, we can set off."

-

Two days later.

The salty sea breeze filled my mouth.
Ah...it smells like the sea.

"Mr. Sid, Miss Eileen, are you ready?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ron turned his gaze to Olivia beside him.

"President?"

"I'm fine. I didn't expect you could actually fix it. Let's go."

The black-haired woman glanced at the brand-new ship's hull, then took the lead and walked forward, carrying her suitcase.

Ron already had someone in mind when he went to the Federation as an envoy.

Sid Flores is a technically skilled individual who shoulders unimaginable responsibilities.

The nun insisted on going with Ron, saying strange things like, "If the Pope leaves, who will bully and insult her?"

As for the guild leader, the stated reason was that he wanted to go to other continents to pursue a higher level of magic.

Before leaving, he deliberately tied Miss Witch to the president's office, making her obediently guard the house.

However, before setting off, Ron received a hint from the president.

Their true purpose this time was to clear away the dangers along the way and lay teleportation nodes all the way to the territory of the Radiant Federation.

It is said that this was a private agreement between Catherine and Verex, but Verex was not fully informed about how and when the installation would be carried out.

Ron can only say that those who play politics have dirty hearts.

(End of this chapter)