Darwin's Steam Hand

Hawknest City outskirts, Madeline Manor.

Inside Rose Madeline's study, the mistress of the house was going about her daily routine.

After the "husband mutation incident," this scholar, acknowledged as one of the most knowledgeable women in the Federation, had begun striving to become a true Great Scholar. She spent nearly every day immersed in work, absorbing vast amounts of mystical knowledge at an unimaginable speed.

At that moment, Rose, wearing glasses and radiating both scholarly refinement and noble maturity, was reading a book called Compendium of Dark Age Cults while responding to several inquiry documents based on its contents.

The latter was her real work.

As a consultant to numerous Supernatural Organizations, she could conveniently acquire knowledge from them, but she also had to provide consultation services in return.

Other than the soft rustling of pages, the study filled with mystical books and Curios was silent.

Although Rose's maid and assistant, Gracie, had been working constantly, she was a ghost, and every movement she made was soundless.

Just as Gracie returned more than a dozen books Rose had finished reading to their places and turned to prepare tea and snacks for her mistress, Rose Madeline, who had been writing a response document, suddenly stopped moving her wrist and naturally set down her Quill Pen.

With her other hand, she set down Compendium of Dark Age Cults as well, raised a hand to adjust her glasses, and said to her busy ghost assistant, "Gracie, go rest. I'm going to conduct a dissection experiment. Unless it's urgent, don't let anyone else disturb me."

"Certainly, Miss."

Gracie, who looked like an Old Woman, smiled and bowed, then drifted through the wall and left the study.

With the ghost assistant gone, the already quiet study held only Rose Madeline and the sounds she made.