Before collaborating with Loye, Douglas Hill was indeed a prominent mechanical mage at the Filant Magic Academy, but there were still a few others who held a similar position.
However, after working with Loye, he became a regular in various Northern Magic Circle journals.
Even the still-immature walkie-talkie pioneered the field of communication, causing a stir in the Empire.
It could be said that in the magic world, the small place of Auckland City is known to a group of mechanical mages solely because Douglas Hill is here.
What is this?
This is status!
In the current Filant Magic Academy, he is the number one in the field of magical mechanical engineering.
Although his strength is still a bit weak, not even having crossed the third rank, even the master of the Moonstone Mage Tower has to speak to him gently.
And what this brings is an increase in various invisible powers.
For example, right now, the Ancient Spirit Mage Tower is clearly a gathering place for the classical school, and it's late at night when it's almost closed.

But Douglas can lead Loye and the others through the main entrance in broad daylight, and then all the way to the sixth floor, stopping at the door of Madam Linda's laboratory without any hindrance.
It's estimated that no one else in the entire Filant Magic Academy can do this.
Ding-dong!
"The existing information is like this, Loye, why are you suddenly asking..."
Douglas answered almost instinctively, but as soon as the words came out, his face changed.
Looking at the door, he wanted to say something, but Loye waved his hand to interrupt him.
"If I want to open this door now, what should I do?"
"Then you have to find the tower master, and you need to crack the magic key."
"Too slow!"
As Loye said this, he immediately looked at Olivia, saying nothing, but a look was enough.
Olivia naturally understood, he took a step forward, thunderous fighting spirit shining around him, his right hand already gripping the rapier.
Since the formal method is too slow, then he can only break the door open.
But at this moment, a gentle voice came from inside the door.
"Who is it? Coming to knock on the door so late!"
Loye immediately raised his hand, Olivia stopped his movements, restrained his fighting spirit, and took a step back.
He saw the door open, and Madam Linda appeared in front of everyone.
She seemed a little sleepy-eyed, but when she saw the people standing at the door, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said with great surprise, "Loye? Loye! Why are you here?"
"I came back to Auckland City to take care of some things, so I naturally have to see an old friend."
Loye said with a smile, and then said, "Why, don't you invite me in to sit down?"

"It's so late, isn't it good."
"What kind of relationship do we have? Teacher Gary won't misunderstand."
After a pause, he added, "Moreover, I have something to ask you this time."
"What's the matter?"
"Of course, it's about the improvement of the secret medicine formula. I tried a new formula and want you to help me take a look."
As Loye said this, he also took out a piece of parchment from his dimension bag, but just as he was about to hand it over, he spoke again, "Speaking of which, is it appropriate for us to talk about things at the door?"
Madam Linda finally couldn't stop him: "Then, let's go in and talk."
With that, she stepped back, opening the door.
Loye then walked inside with a smile, his movements relaxed, as if he had no wariness at all.
However, just as he stepped through the door, his muscles suddenly exerted force, and his whole person seemed to flicker, appearing behind Madam Linda.
Then the golden-red fighting spirit suddenly erupted, spreading outward like a substance, and even a drum-like heartbeat sounded, with him as the center, circles of ripples spreading outward.
The change came too suddenly, so that the shadows cast by the lights under Madam Linda's feet suddenly twisted.
Countless blood-colored tentacles stretched out, trying to climb up.
Finally, they intertwined, collided, and continued to entangle, crush, tear apart, and entangle again with Loye's golden-red fighting spirit.
These blood-colored tentacles were extremely tough and corrosive, and it was only because Loye's fighting spirit was extraordinary that it could be maintained.
But at this moment, Loye's eyes suddenly narrowed, turning into a pair of vertical eagle eyes.
Saying they were eagle eyes, they were far more indifferent and ruthless than before, and along with his movements, in the void, it seemed that an incomparably terrifying existence cast its gaze.
With just a gaze, the blood-colored tentacles instantly became sluggish, stiff, as if they were being stared at by a terrifying existence, and even their souls were trembling.
Holy Skill, Divine Sigh · Dragon Might Bloom!
At this moment, Loye's golden-red fighting spirit burst out again, as if stirring up a vortex, crushing all the blood-colored tentacles.
However, this kind of shock did not last long, and the black shadow moved again.
He disappeared in a flash and escaped from Madam Linda's body, reappearing by the window.
Looking at that appearance, he seemed ready to escape from the open window.
However, a figure had been waiting there for a long time, and thunder suddenly exploded, '噼里啪啦' spreading in the air, also illuminating the entire house.
At this point, the vampire in the shadows could no longer hide.
He had to jump into reality, with a pair of bat wings spread out on his back, fangs protruding from his mouth, staring at everyone with a grim smile.
Without any nonsense, he flapped his wings and rushed forward, surrounded by blood, turning into a corrosive wave, and the air sizzled.
Olivia was not a person who liked to talk nonsense either. He turned into thunder, lightning flashing, the speed so fast that the naked eye could hardly capture it.

A rapier in his hand, carrying a dazzling light, stirred up countless sword lights in the laboratory.
The two sides fought, and the huge laboratory suffered. The blood and thunder swept up destroyed wooden shelves, countless kinds of magic materials, and various instruments.
Even the walls and glass isolating the laboratory were all shattered and scattered.
The most unfortunate person at this moment was Douglas Hill. He had the foresight not to join in the fun.
But even standing at the door, he became a victim.
Moreover, the disaster-level battle did not even give him a chance to react. He had just touched his wand, but his head was blank, and he forgot to activate the guardian magic.
Fortunately, Loye was holding Madam Linda in his arms, took a few steps sideways, and stood in front of him.
The golden-red fighting spirit turned into substance, forming a huge tower shield, topping the front.
Extraordinary War Skill, Shield of Saint Mark!
At this time, Loye used it again, and it seemed handy and effortless.
Frankly speaking, Linda's magic potion laboratory was definitely not small, but for two Calamity-level individuals, it was just a narrow space, and they couldn't use it at all.
That is to say, both of them had maximized their agility, so they could fight fast in this laboratory without giving in to each other.
As for the magic barrier of the Mage Tower, it had already been passively activated, as if isolating this place into a small world, so it was not destroyed.
But even so, the Mage Tower at this time was shaking like it had epilepsy.
Time seemed very long, but in fact, it was only dozens of breaths. In mid-air, thunder and blood suddenly collided continuously, and then exploded again.
Under the aftermath, the two completely separated, Olivia appeared at the door.
There were several claw marks on his body, and blood seeped out, staining his clothes red.
But the hand holding the sword was still steady, his expression was indifferent, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was boiling.
And where the window was, the vampire figure also appeared.
He opened a pair of bat wings, enough to shield his entire person, but they were tattered, full of sword marks.
His hands and feet had all been beastified, like claws, and blood seeped from the tips of his claws.
Fangs protruded from his mouth, and his eyes were as red as blood, staring fiercely at the uninvited guests.
A hoarse voice came from his mouth: "How did you find me?"
Loye withdrew the fighting spirit shield, looked at this vampire comparable to the fourth rank, his expression extremely cold.
"With the bloody smell on your body, even if there is a Mage Tower to block it, you can't escape my nose."
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the real culprit in the kidnapping of young girls case, right?
However, you are unlucky to have provoked me today!"
"Want to kill me, hehehehe, what a joke!"

"Olivia, leave him here, dead or alive!"
Before Loye's words fell, thunder fighting spirit slashes were chopped out, and in mid-air, there were all winding and twisting lightning.
With a deeper understanding of the fourth-order fighting spirit, Olivia's current fighting style is very different from before.
Not only is the speed faster, and the paralyzing effect of the fighting spirit is stronger, but this fighting spirit slash has abandoned the headlong style, but is like thunder spreading in the air, difficult to figure out the trajectory.
But this time, the vampire man did not fight head-on, but seemed to swell with blood, forming a vortex topping the front.
And he himself turned into countless bats, swarming out and fleeing outward.
With just one collision, the blood shield shattered, the thunder spread, and I don't know how many bats were electrocuted.
But still a part escaped the scope of the Mage Tower and fled in all directions.
What made Loye speechless the most was that Olivia wanted to chase, but the guardian barrier of the Mage Tower was actually activated.
It did not block the fleeing bats, but blocked Olivia.
A great battle ended here, but the rest of the people all looked ugly.
Olivia slowly retracted his sword, returned to Loye's side, and said, "If I guessed correctly, this should be the Toreador clan among the thirteen clans of the vampires.
Good at sneaking into shadows and various blood arts, they regard themselves as nobles, like to lurk in noble groups, and seduce mortals with longevity."
"His strength is at least a pure-blooded marquis!"

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