He could use the Difference Engines as he pleased?!
Elliot could not help glancing at the pile of Difference Engines nearby, his expression turning somewhat unnatural.
Last time, connecting a new Difference Engine to his machine had given it a whole new [Deduction] function. If he hooked up that entire pile, wouldn't it turn into a game trainer?
Sidney and Michel exchanged a covert glance, both looking relieved.
They were not afraid of Elliot asking for too much; they were afraid of him asking for nothing.
Under the circumstances, never mind Difference Engines-even if Elliot wanted a noble rank, the two of them could grant him one on the spot.
"Ahem." Elliot coughed lightly, trying hard to contain his excitement. "Would this... interfere with Calculate the Future? Who's in charge of managing these Difference Engines?"
"Who cares about managing them? Your Machine Priests are the best at handling these intricate things here. Just bring your people over. Every dock in the Shallow Zone is yours!"
Michel stood up without hesitation and patted Elliot on the shoulder.
Now that Elliot had joined them, they needed to show absolute trust in him. Although Michel's actions were somewhat deliberate, his attitude was sincere enough.
"You don't need to worry about Calculate the Future." Sidney pointed at the Stage-Play Difference Engine from earlier.
"You saw it yourself. These Difference Engines aren't particularly reliable. The futures they calculate are clearly wildly wrong."
"Besides, our future doesn't need calculating!" Michel picked up where he left off. "We will win this Expedition!"
With that, he burst out laughing.
Elliot casually agreed, but glanced unobtrusively at Sidney. The Third Prince was smiling too, yet a trace of gloom lingered in his eyes.
Elliot withdrew his gaze.
The Empire needed this victory. The Royal Family had staked everything, and