Murphy, the Esteemed Administrator Needs This Machine Running, So Let There Be Light! 3230

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Ten minutes earlier, while Murphy and Old Flywheel had left the workshop to talk, little Sharon hadn't followed them to listen to the men's boring conversation. Instead, she'd stayed behind in Old Flywheel's workshop by herself.

As a mechanic who had studied in Chardo Port, she hadn't yet earned an official license from the Mechanics' Guild, but her excellent skills and exceptional insight had already won the approval of several master mechanics, including Headmaster Minx Steamvalve.

They all said little Sharon would definitely grow up to become an outstanding vampire master mechanic.

Well, putting the words "vampire" and "master mechanic"—which respectively represented the occult and science—together sounded bizarre no matter how you looked at it.

As for how little Sharon had met someone as important as Minx in such a short time, tsk, were you questioning Countess Sycamer's connections?

Never mind that Sharon herself was, by political status, the nominal leader of a third of Transia. Never mind that Murphy and Triss had appointed her the Blood Eagle Clan's plenipotentiary representative. Even just her mother's family, the Glendore clan, was a well-known family in Chardo Port.

Her Uncle Glendore might only have been a city defense commander, but he wielded enormous influence. He'd practically handled all of Transia's demand for precision-machine contraband during the early days of the war, and had even managed to smuggle prohibited goods like steam walkers to the battlefield without anyone noticing.

Thanks to her background, being in Chardo Port had felt almost like coming home to Sharon.

With her uncle's introductions, little Sharon had not only met Headmaster Minx and toured the Mechanics' Guild, but had even dined with several steam lords and Sanghai and elven ambassadors.