Marvel's Magic Master

"That's it!"

George, who was secretly spying on Vander's thoughts with his mental power, raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Everything was as planned.

After reading the books in the bookstore in the lower town, he had a certain judgment on the situation of the entire Valoran continent.

Piltover is currently the richest of the ten cities on the continent, with wealth even exceeding that of Noxus and Demacia.

However, in terms of comprehensive strength, it ranks last among the ten cities.

If it weren't for the advanced firearms, it would be simply unbearable to watch.

This is a world famous for magic, but people in Piltover actually reject magic. They think magic is a dangerous thing that will only bring harm. We are all mortals, so how can you fight with someone who knows magic?

After all, Demacia has magic-proof stones everywhere, and armor that can ignore most magical damage, bringing the mages down to the level of ordinary people in close combat. And you want to fight back against their large-scale magic with just a Xiaomi and a rifle?
The only strong person worthy of praise is the legendary wind god Janna, who can easily whip up a storm to destroy a city, but usually does not appear unless there is something serious.

If Vandel does not want those councillors to take control of the new Zaun again and restore it to its original state, then he will definitely need his assistance, as he has already demonstrated some of his strength.

Besides, he is the biggest contributor to this incident.

The next day, under Vandall's personal leadership, all the resistance forces in Piltover were wiped out, and the upper and lower cities fell under his control.

However, he did not kill those congressmen and senior officials. He just deprived them of their political rights and turned them into normal businessmen again.

Vander is not Hilco, and is not as cruel. What he wants is for the people in the lower city and the upper city to be treated the same.

And he knew very well that if Piltover wanted to maintain its current prosperity in the future, it would still need these merchants.

Especially for academy professors like Heimerdinger, Vandal treated him with great courtesy and personally sent him back to the academy that day.

Piltover’s technology has reached its current level thanks to Heimerdinger and the academy he founded.

Heimerdinger is also the only councilor who sympathizes with the Lower Town, and his academy also recruits talented students from the Lower Town without discrimination.

"I'm sorry, I was drunk yesterday. Did I cause you any trouble?"

George woke up from the bed, held his forehead, pretended to be hungover, and asked Vander and others who came because he woke up.

"No, no, absolutely not."

Fandel quickly raised his hand and said.

Trouble? Without your help, we wouldn't have been able to take Piltover yesterday.

"That's good. I guess I can't drink next time. I'll black out if I drink, which is not a good thing."

George nodded.

At this time, Fandel's eyes turned:
“Brother, what you said, how can you not drink, just drink less.

Next time you want to drink, I will drink with you anytime!"

"elder brother?"

Wei and Baobao looked at Fandel and blinked. George was also a little surprised and said:

"What brother, Mr. Vander?"

“Brother George, have you forgotten that we had a great time drinking yesterday, and you have already acknowledged me as your brother.

From today on, you, George, are my brother, Vandel, and the noble prince of New Zuan!"

Fandel turned his head and looked at Wei and Baobao:
"Come on, call me uncle."

New Zaun merged the Upper and Lower Cities and, after discussion among everyone, planned to abolish the original parliamentary system of Piltover and restore the imperial system of ancient Shurima.

However, New Zaun is definitely not comparable to ancient Shurima, so New Zaun was determined to be a kingdom, and Vandel became the king of New Zaun with the recommendation of everyone.

The process is similar to the Chenqiao Mutiny, where the yellow robe was put on. Class is something that is bound to exist, and it also exists in the Lower City District.

There is nothing wrong with those small leaders leading their men to follow Vandel to fight for the lower city, but they will definitely want to gain honor and benefits after success.

Vandel also knew this, so he did not object and took the throne of the king of New Zaun.

None of this really matters, because it's just a natural progression.

What really gave him a headache was how to reasonably keep George and make him willingly become a part of the new Zaun.

After all, he is from Demacia and may have a good background and identity.

After thinking about it all night, he finally had some idea.

Taking advantage of his drunken talk, he directly acknowledged George as his younger brother and named him His Royal Highness the Prince of New Zuan, second only to him.

According to George's brilliant performance yesterday, I guess everyone can accept it.

As the prince of New Zuan, the existence second only to him, he believed that George's mentality would definitely change, and he would not ignore it if New Zuan was in danger.

"what?"

George pretended to be stunned and looked confused, but in his heart he secretly gave Vander a thumbs up.

Being able to think of this trick, it seems that Vander has a flexible mind and is not a rigid person.

"Uncle George."

As Vandel kept winking at them, Wei and Baobao shouted to George helplessly.

George looks about the same age as Baobao, so it’s a little hard to call him uncle.

"Ah this."

George first covered his forehead, then said with relief:
"Since you have acknowledged me as your brother, I am honored. My two nieces, consider this as a greeting gift from your uncle."

He just stretched out his hand and pulled, and two decorative swords on the wall flew out and landed in front of him.

He opened his mouth and spurted out two puffs of flame, and the sword quickly merged into two balls of molten iron.

Then countless magic runes quickly flew into the molten iron, and the molten iron quickly condensed into a pair of gloves and a heavy machine gun.

He made some hand gestures and talismans flew in again.

"Congeal!"

With a light shout, two magic weapons that were refined by combining alchemy and refining techniques were completely completed, and fell in front of Wei and Baobao with a golden light.

With the alchemy he learned from various worlds and the divine machine he had just acquired, it would only take a few minutes to refine two low-level magic weapons.

Although it is only a low-level magic weapon, it is considered an incredible weapon in Piltover.

Wei Qing couldn't help but pick up the golden boxing gloves, took them in his hands, and then punched forward hard.

An invisible force flew out from the boxing gloves and actually directly collapsed the wall of the room. This was the metal wall of the upper city, not the wooden wall of the lower city.

Baobao also reached out and picked up the heavy machine gun, only to find that the seemingly heavy machine gun was as light as a feather. He aimed at the wall that Wei had shot through and pressed the attack button.

Countless fire bombs shot out and exploded in the sky over Piltover, which was both dangerous and beautiful.

"They have many functions. You can put a drop of your own blood on them and absorb it into your body at any time. You can try them slowly when you have time."

George smiled and instructed the two on how to subdue the magic weapon.

Vander on the other side was completely dumbfounded. He didn't expect George to be a magician.

(End of this chapter)