(Heartfelt thanks to 'Juechen Qianji' for the 1176 reward, and to 'Lei Xiang,' 'Yume no Shouyou,' and 'Yunqi Qinggu' for their rewards!)
Walpurgis Royal Academy of Machinart, Tortoise Dorm...
In the only room personally decorated by its owner, making it more luxurious than any other dorm room, Natsuki, Ikaros, Astrea, Nagisa, and Natsuoto stood, sat, or lay about, each occupying a corner, the sofa, or the bed.
Though the room had indeed been lavishly decorated, its floor space could not be changed. Housing five people was already quite cramped, and with so many people gathered in such a small place, it was impossible for the room to remain completely silent.
Yet, the room was strangely quiet. Even Nagisa, usually the chattiest and most talkative one, kept her mouth shut.
The five girls quietly stood, sat, or lay in the corners, on the sofa, and on the bed, all their gazes directed toward the other bed in the room.
Wu Yan sat cross-legged on that bed, his eyes closed. Wisps of magical energy continuously flowed around his body, echoing throughout the room. Wu Yan was cultivating his magic power!
Because he had not borrowed the strength of the Automatons—that is, the girls' strength—during his battle with Brunson, Wu Yan had held the upper hand throughout, but he had certainly expended quite a bit.
Not to mention that during the battle, Wu Yan had repeatedly used Telekinesis, which consumed a great deal of magic power, to control Noble Phantasms and fire them. He had even used Telekinesis in place of his psychic ability, compressing iron sand into the shapes of weapons.
Such expenditure would have put enormous strain on an ordinary vampire.
Of course, Wu Yan was no ordinary vampire. He was a True Ancestor at the pinnacle of vampirism, with the