Da Vinci clapped her hands as she spoke and sprang up from her chair. The busty, mature beauty—at least in appearance—wore a faint smile at the corner of her lips, as though she had long expected Lianye to say and think exactly this.
P.S. If he wanted to win Da Vinci over, it seemed he would have to defeat her through eloquence and philosophy. But whether he should win her over at all... was also a complicated question! Gazes into the distance.
165, Duty Bound
"Stabilizing and reforging Jeanne d'Arc Alter's Spiritron is not difficult. It merely requires a few adjustments to the materials needed for a Servant's Spiritron Dress Upgrade. If I could not even handle something this trivial, I would not deserve the name 'Da Vinci.'"
Big Bitch smiled with absolute confidence. Naturally, this Da Vinci could not be equated with the scientific prodigy known to ordinary people as "Da Vinci." It was like how Mozart, the classical musician, had become an exorcist bard in the Type-Moon world—something along those lines.
Whether it was Alexander, Queen Marie, or the Da Vinci standing before Lianye now, they were all "magically altered versions" in the Type-Moon world.
"'Materials'?! What exactly do you mean by that?"
The moment Lianye, who had immersed himself in games for years, heard that word leave Da Vinci's mouth, he instantly felt that something was wrong. Though Dragon Fang Soldiers and wyverns were all trash with combat power below five in his eyes—as the Star Forger Dragon King—he had never paid attention to collecting dropped items. Besides, there were no material dungeons for him to grind, were there?!
"Relax, relax. I have all the materials right here. Otherwise, what do you think I have been busy with in this basement—this magecraft workshop—all this time?!"
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