Star Forge Titan

This familiar name made Alvin look surprised. How could he not know the two genius magic engineers who would invent magic airships and high-speed flapping-wing aircraft in the future?

By the way, if he remembered correctly, the two brothers' entry seemed to be called - Spiral Crusher?

However, he didn't expect that the other party has not yet obtained the right to participate in the competition.

"You mean those two geniuses who installed wings on the magic car?"

"Ah, yes, that's them." Conrad snapped his fingers.

"Though those two may appear to be independent researchers, they are backed by the Cloud Tower, a mage faction with a very long history."

Hearing this, Alvin immediately understood what the seemingly unreliable emperor in front of him wanted to express.

"So you want us to eliminate them in the qualifiers?"

"Absolutely right!" Conrad slammed the table and stood up quickly.

"Those two guys are always shouting about dreams, dreams, especially the short brother. Even the pretty girls at the Moulin Rouge have been deceived by them."

His Majesty the Emperor put one foot on the table and the other on the chair, his eyes blazing, and howled like an angry male gorilla who had his mate taken away and was slapping his chest.

"Damn it! We can't let someone like this who only knows how to shout 'dreams' get first place. No, we can't even let them qualify to participate in the competition!"

"Brother, sit down!"

Bang! Catherine pulled out a lady's feather folding fan from somewhere and roared as she smashed it hard on Conrad's head.

For a moment, Alvin felt as if the skull of this disgustingly handsome blond man in front of him was about to be deformed by the knock.

Conrad fell back into his chair with stars in his eyes, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Anyway, the advance payment should at least wait until you qualify for the competition."

His Majesty the Emperor said as he applied a cool wine bottle to the swelling on his head:

"..." Alvin was silent for a moment, feeling that the gap between the emperor in front of him and the emperor in his impression who led everyone to resist the skeleton frenzy seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

Can a natural disaster really turn a comedian into a strong king quickly?

Or is this guy just pretending to be someone he is?

Without thinking for long, Alvin quickly gave an answer.

"make a deal."

"Good! That's satisfying!"

Conrad slammed the table with great pleasure, but after hearing his sister's deliberate cough, he slowly withdrew his foot that was about to step on the table.

"By the way, I'm giving you some information." He shrugged, his usual frivolous smile on his face.

"The competition will be held three days in advance, but the relevant announcement will not be released until tomorrow."

"Oh? Is this intentional?" Alvin frowned. He really didn't remember the exact time of the qualifying round. After all, it was a game memory from a very long time ago.

"Of course, when it comes to setting standards for the magic industry, holding a competition prematurely, leaving others unprepared, isn't even considered an illegal move. At most, it's just a minor tactic within the rules."

Despite saying this, Conrad's smile contained a hint of undisguised sarcasm.

"In this case, I'm afraid there won't be enough time to build a completely new car." Alvin tapped the table with his fingers, looking thoughtful.

"Perhaps, we can only use that taxi to participate in the qualifying round." The black-haired boy said in a low voice.

Then he turned to look at the short-haired girl who was silent beside him.

"Diana, is that okay?"

Hearing his question, the short-haired girl raised her eyebrows and replied with a bright look:

"Of course!"

Chapter 125 Qualifying Round 2

"Amazing confidence." Conrad clapped his hands in praise.

"Now that we've concluded our discussion, I must personally express my gratitude to both of you."

Then, he suddenly stood up, put away the frivolous expression on his face, and bowed very seriously to Ivan and Diana.

"Thank you for not leaving me in the empty alleys of downtown with only a shower curtain wrapped around me. Thank you even more for your bravery in fighting the cultists."

Alvin was a little surprised. He had seen Emperor Linde's approachable or casual side before, but he didn't expect that he could be so serious.

"...Don't talk about your embarrassing deeds so loudly, you stupid brother." Catherine covered her face full of embarrassment and complained helplessly in a low voice:

Conrad pretended not to hear his sister's complaints, most likely because he was completely accustomed to such complaints.

"However, after this incident, I believe you have also realized that there is an evil force surging secretly in Lutetia. I even suspect that they have a greater conspiracy that has not been exposed."

"Well, although it is unrealistic to use ordinary people's thinking to understand the thoughts of a madman, based on the situation that has been exposed now, I would not be surprised at all if those guys have other intentions." Alvin nodded in agreement.

"Yes, considering that before and after the Magic Car Competition begins, the city will inevitably be flooded with a large number of people than usual. By then, even the smallest accident may turn into a riot, not to mention cultists, who are bad guys who bring trouble as soon as they appear." Conrad showed a headache expression.

"Indeed." Alvin raised his hand and rubbed his chin.

Unfortunately, he is not old enough to grow a beard yet, so this action looks inexplicably funny.

It was like a teenager trying to imitate the actions of an adult, but the deep temperament emanating from the black-haired boy did not match his youthful appearance, giving off an awkward feeling.

"No way." Conrad spread his hands.

“We can only be more vigilant.”

"By the way, is there anything I can do as a thank you? This may be a little embarrassing, but as the emperor of Linde, I still have some power." The blond young man said in a tone that was completely unlike that of an emperor.

"I think the emperor of the Central Empire can't be described as just having a little power." Ivan jokingly said:

"Ha, this doesn't sound like something an ordinary civilian would say to someone in power. It seems that I'm not a qualified emperor with enough dignity." Conrad laughed and said it indifferently or with special self-awareness.

My friend, after seeing you running with such a carefree attitude, even ordinary people wouldn't be able to sense your majesty, right? Ivan secretly complained in his heart.

But to be honest, his identity as a traveler from another world made him overlook one thing. In a country where the imperial power has not yet declined, it is normal for people like Diana to be timid and wary, while his own open and equal attitude would appear a bit unusual.

However, the blond young man who is the emperor is not a normal person himself, so Conrad doesn't care about it at all.

"Although they're still quite formidable, they're much easier to deal with than I expected. So, if I really need anything, I'll wait until after the qualifiers to ask."

Ivan thought for a moment, glanced at Diana who was sitting obediently beside him, and continued:

"As for now, well, let me think..."

"There's an orphanage in the downtown area called Marilyn. It was originally funded by the Temple of Light, but due to the church's relocation and other issues, it ran into problems like a lack of funds and staff."

"Your Majesty, may I entrust this matter to you?" the black-haired boy asked calmly.

"No problem at all." Conrad snapped his fingers decisively, signaling the captain of the guard behind him to record the matter.

"I will include that orphanage in the list of charitable foundations related to the Carolingian royal family."

"But is that all that's needed?" He looked at Alvin strangely.

According to the intelligence gathered, the other party should be a foreigner who had just arrived in Lutetia. Could it be that someone would really use the emperor's favor for such a trivial matter?

Or……

Conrad suddenly recalled the story of the stars and the giants he had read as a child. If it was the giant in the story, then perhaps in his eyes, the numerous tiny humans were all the same?

Since everyone is the same, there is naturally no distinction between noble and low. In other words, in the eyes of others, everyone is an equal individual.

A subtle feeling surged in his heart, and his eyes looking at Ivan became deeper and deeper.

"That's enough." Ivan tapped the table with his fingers and said casually:

Diana on the side couldn't help showing an expression of surprise and excitement, but she quickly hid all of this under a cold expression, but her slightly trembling hands still couldn't hide the excitement in her heart.

"Sorry for disturbing you for so long. It's time to leave." Alvin stood up and said that.

"Besides, I have to prepare the fastest taxi on Earth for the upcoming qualifying competition." The black-haired boy said with a smile:

"Well then." Conrad rolled his eyes, smiled, and raised his glass, which had been refilled without him noticing.

"I wish you first place in the qualifying round."

"This is beyond doubt, because the witch of Salt is with me. Don't you think so? Diana." Alvin looked at the short-haired girl who was stunned by a series of changes.

Hearing the familiar nickname, the girl who had been shy and cautious raised her eyebrows slightly, and immediately became confident and shining as if she had become a different person.

The girl shook her hair, revealing a hint of silver at the roots, and replied in a casual and generous manner:

"of course?"

Next, the two unexpected visitors to Neuschwanstein Castle quietly left without disturbing anyone.

However, as she watched their backs gradually disappear into the distance, Catherine slowly frowned.

"What's wrong? My dear sister, why are you so obsessed with a young man you've only met a few times? Wait! Could it be that..." Conrad deliberately made a strange expression of shock.

"What are you thinking about! My stupid brother. I just..." Catherine bit her nails in a very unladylike manner.

For a moment, the figure of someone paddling fourteen knots with bare hands overlapped with the receding figure of the black-haired boy, but Her Highness the Duchess could not confirm it completely.

"I just thought that guy's back looked a little familiar."

"what?"

This time, Conrad looked genuinely surprised.

At the same time, outside the Temple of Light, a slender, pure white magical car suddenly stopped. The sudden change from rapid speed to stillness had almost no signs, revealing the driver's extremely excellent driving skills.

The car door opened diagonally upwards like wings, and a handsome young man walked out. The nun who happened to meet him at the door immediately bowed to him.

"Welcome back, Lord Set, may God be with you."

“Dear sister, Heavenly Father is with each of us.”

With a smile as bright as the sun, Sert returned the greeting to the nun:

Then, the youngest priest in the Temple of Light in a hundred years walked into the main hall with his head held high.

Set's steps were steady and without any hesitation. The bright holy light in the temple shone on him, dragging a long... shadow behind him.

Chapter 126 Qualifying Round 3

Late at night, Alvin returned to the workshop and began to modify the magic taxi Beetle.

Of course, it can also be referred to as the 'Beetle' or a more intimate name - the 'Little Beetle'.

This name was originally just a nickname that Alvin gave to the car in his mind, but after he said it casually one day, it quickly gained unanimous approval from everyone because of its similar appearance and easy-to-call name. Even the owner, Old Patton, got used to the name with a pinch of his nose.

Although, in his opinion, names like "little cutie" and "little horse" are more suitable for his beloved car.

Getting back to the topic, a notice will be released tomorrow about the early start of the qualifying round, and the early start of the competition means that Irwin will not have enough time to redesign and manufacture a car as originally planned.

Therefore, he could only settle for the second best and complete the transformation of the magic taxi in front of him before that day came.

"So, the race will start the day after tomorrow?" Diana sat in the driver's seat, her hands on the steering wheel, trying to stay calm.

Although the short-haired girl had no expression as usual today, her hesitation could be seen from her subtle movements.

"Ah, that's true." Alvin was lying under the car, with his back resting on a sliding platform with rollers underneath.

Although he was modifying the vehicle, the black-haired boy did not have any tools such as wrenches or screwdrivers in his hands.

As a Titan descendant who possesses the power to [Reshape the World], he is able to adjust the physical form of Titans within a certain range by consuming magic power. With sufficient strength, he can also do things like unscrew nuts with his bare hands.

Therefore, in the process of transforming the Beetle, Alvin basically relied entirely on his own hard-working and strong hands.

In fact, if he had not considered the need for further improvement and not to attract too much attention when introducing his design to others, he could have simply completed the assembly and splicing of all parts in a nearly seamless welding manner without using any screws.

"How sudden!" Diana said suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Hearing the other meaning in the short-haired girl's words, Alvin simply slid the tablet outward, got out from under the car, sat up and looked at her.

Without answering his question immediately, Diana looked out through the Beetle's front windshield into the dark night.

Then, the girl's lips moved slightly, and finally she let out a sigh.

"It's not just the competition, it's also about the orphanage."

"Originally, I raced just to raise funds for the orphanage. Now, this goal has been achieved without any warning. I must thank you for this, but..."

Diana spoke more and more quietly. She knew that what she was about to say might cause misunderstanding, but she did not stop because hiding it would make her feel more distressed and dissatisfied with herself.

"I don't know why. Maybe it's because the difficulties I was facing suddenly disappeared. I felt like everything became easier. I felt a little...uncomfortable."