The Invention of the Mana-Talkie ( 259 )

"Lianaaaaaa…"

"Haaa… What now, Young Master?" Liana sighed, already sensing that Javier was up to something.

Inside their personal workshop near the Pekko pen, various magical tools, blueprints, and half-finished gadgets were scattered across the workbenches. The air was thick with the smell of burnt mana residue and polished metal.

Outside, Buddy and Peanuts happily chased each other, squawking in excitement, while Pikko basked in the sunlight, calmly preening her feathers like a refined noble lady.

Javier rummaged through his magic storage, his eyes glinting with excitement. "We need more mana crystals," he declared, pulling out a big pile of glowing stones and dropping them onto the table with a thud.

Liana raised an eyebrow. "We already put in a request at Gaze Adventurer Guild, Young Master. Just be patient."