Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

It's no wonder that Aiwei is so obsessive about some things.

"Sigh...this silly girl, she's always so stubborn."

Shea really wanted to help her, but she didn't know where to start.

Just then, she saw fish swimming beside the boat and an idea immediately came to her mind.

She activated her illusion magic and expanded its range so that the fish swimming underwater would gather around and use their bodies to support the boat.

From a distance, it looks like a 'spaceship' being lifted up by fish!

The boat moved on the water, and colorful fish swam underwater, a strange scene that drew gasps of amazement from the spectators on the shore.

"These two teams have such unique ideas..."

"It's quite interesting to watch."

Even Grace and Lucia were watching intently, each taking a team and betting on who would cook dinner that night.

Regardless of who wins, the prize is fish. Letting the children eat the food they earned through their own efforts is the most educational thing they can do.

Domi also noticed the unusual movement under the boat and couldn't help but praise it:

"How could you even think of that! Amazing!"

"I will provide you with magic to summon even more fish!"

Aiwei gave the magic link to Shia.

Feeling the long-lost magic, Shia smiled knowingly, then increased her magic output, causing more fish to lift their boat, bypass the buoy, and sprint towards the finish line!

Edward was not to be outdone. At the last moment, he stopped holding back his magic and accelerated with full nitro. Argyle also used all his strength to row, and even Rosa's face turned red from exerting too much force.

"Charge!!"

The splashing water splattered onto youthful faces, and at the finish line, the already assembled audience cheered with all their might.

Grace smiled slightly: "Looks like I'll get to try your cooking again today."

"Don't blame me if it tastes bad..."

Finally! The bow of the 'Brother and Sister United' team's boat broke through the finish line first, winning the victory, while Domi and his team, through their subsequent pursuit, were only half a bow slower than the other team.

As far as the result is concerned, it's already quite good, at least that's what Domi thinks.

"Wuhu! We are the champions! We are the champions!!"

The three of them high-fived each other in celebration.

Referee: "Here you go, this is the medal and fish awarded to the winner. Eat with confidence, it's absolutely fresh."

When the victor is surrounded by admirers, the loser is relatively lonely.

However, the two, who cared about winning and losing, were not very disappointed at all, and comforted Aiwei, who was about to lose her pearl.

"It's okay, losing once doesn't mean anything, you can win it back next time."

"Yeah, we weren't much weaker than them, and in the end we were only half a head behind..."

At that moment, Grace and Lucia also came over.

Lucia gave Aivi a hug and comforted her, "Aivi, you've done a great job. Your mother is so proud of you."

"Waaah... Mother..."

As the audience dispersed, everyone gathered around, offering words of comfort and support.

For the first time, Aiwei felt that sometimes winning or losing wasn't so important.

Looking at Argyle and Rosa, who didn't mock her even after winning, Edward, who was chuckling to himself while holding a salted fish, and Domi and Shia, who fought alongside her without complaint even in defeat and were always there to comfort her...

If... it's enough to have a group of close people who agree with you.

Grace walked over and said with a smile:

"Look at you, your clothes are all wet. Change your clothes when you get home. In a little while, Aunt Lucia is going to show off her skills and make us a whole fish feast."

Domi, Shia, and Argyle: "Looking forward to it~"

Aiwei: "What?! (°°) My mother can actually cook?"

Edward: "Hehe...my fish...hehe..."

Rosa pinched her nose, looking disgusted: "Brother, you smell like fish, it's so stinky..."

Ten thousand kilos a day for ten days straight, and it becomes a habitual outburst!

Notifications after a major update and rules for additional chapters

After writing 10,000 words a day for ten days, I couldn't keep up anymore. From now on, I'll resume writing 4,000 words a day, and use the extra time to reflect and accumulate some manuscripts. When I get recommendations, I'll update more frequently.

The editor promised me a great deal: 40 words and a recommendation, then I'd write a massive update.

If there's an extra chapter...

1. Once the number of hearts on a character card exceeds 1,000, a new chapter will be added, with no upper limit.

2. If the average subscription reaches 100, I'll add two more chapters (currently 515). If it reaches a certain level, I'll reincarnate and create new glories. How many more chapters I can write depends on how long I can live.

3. Ten chapters for the Alliance Leader, twenty chapters for Silver, and Gold... Impure World Reincarnation! Of course, these are purely wishful thinking on my part.

4. One chapter for every 100 monthly votes. If you don't vote and I don't vote, when will my work ever get noticed? (crying)

Finally, Holy Water Princess kindly reminds you:

There are countless paths to success, but automatic subscription is the best. If you keep a book unread for too long, the author will turn into a dog.

Don't let your favorite author's later years end in uncertainty...

Caring for Jiji is everyone's responsibility.

Chapter 116-115 One Punch, Superman!

Three weeks have passed since the Lake Kaming Festival, and the long weekend is over. Everyone is back to what they were doing.

After attending Professor Connor Lewis's class in the morning, Domi took a nap at noon. Because he "graduated early," he no longer needed to report to Altaïr in the afternoon, giving him plenty of free time.

As a typical playboy, being lazy and gluttonous are his outward appearances. In private, however, Domi doesn't actually slack off; instead, he continues to be as lazy as ever.

Now, he is studying the Book of Heraldry obtained from the memories of the last king, and the materials room in the castle has become his new base after the library.

He listed the materials needed to make each level of heraldry on a piece of paper and found that with the current material reserves, a level six heraldry was the limit. Higher-level heraldry lacked one crucial material—the blessing of bronze.

This thing is probably gone forever, since he destroyed it himself.

That's fine. A level six emblem can store the magic power needed for ten high-level spells, which is equivalent to thirty mid-level spells or sixty basic spells.

It's useless for someone like Carlos, who can automatically increase his maximum magic power over time; it's just icing on the cake. But for those below the Archmage level, it's an epic boost.

So these past few days, Domi has been frantically and tirelessly researching the sixth-level emblem.

According to the Book of Emblems, the higher the level of the emblem, the more numerous and rarer the materials required, and the more complex the core of the magic circle that needs to be inserted.

It's like those awful geometry problems.

Squares, circles, and triangles are mixed together, interspersed with strange patterns. When these patterns are magnified with a magnifying glass, they are actually smaller geometric arrays...

If you look at it for too long, it feels like ants are crawling on it.

It would be unwise to force them to be drawn, because a single magic array needs to maintain continuity.

The normal procedure is to draw small magic circles one by one, and then put them on a larger framework, and so on, drawing from small to large.

With his photographic memory, Domi can memorize all these magic arrays.

However, just because you can understand it in your mind doesn't mean you can do it in your hands.

In order not to waste too much material, he first practiced on the draft again and again, and only started working on it formally after he was familiar with it.

He used ink made with a special material to outline the design stroke by stroke, his eyes, wearing a monocle, almost touching the table.

Now he seems like a watchmaker, using pen and ink to outline each 'clock part'.

Time passed unnoticed as he focused intently on his work. There were no windows in the materials room, and he didn't know how much time had gone by, because he couldn't afford to be distracted at this moment; the project was already in its final stages!

After he finished drawing the outermost large circle with his tools, he felt a great sense of relief and almost shouted it out.

"Completed! Level 6 Emblem Array!"

He quickly lifted the magic circle paper with both hands and threw it into the prepared black emblem liquid.

Gulu gulu gulu...

Strange bubbles rose from the crucible, looking rather eerie.

But Domi knew that it was the unstable emblem essence absorbing magic power in a short time, causing it to expand and evaporate, and it would be fine in a while.

During this time, Domi had someone bring over the tattoo artist he had personally chosen.

"Young Master... are you thinking of getting another tattoo? I don't mean to be nosy, but I just wanted to remind you that too many tattoos can have a bad influence..."

"No, that's not true. I asked you to come here today to cover up my old tattoo with a new 'medicine'."

Although the tattoo artist was quite puzzled by Domi's behavior, he didn't question it. After all, the young master was his client and very generous, so he just had to do as he was told.

Tattoos generally take a long time, but drawing another one on top of an existing one doesn't take that long; it can be done in three hours.

After the new 'Qilin Treading on Ghosts' was carved, it immediately produced an unusual phenomenon!

The tattoo artist saw the shadow magic in the air being forcibly compressed into large, visible magical particles by an unknown force, and then, like tadpoles looking for their mother, they burrowed into the 'Qilin Treading on Ghosts' he had carved.

He had no recollection of his tattoos having such a miraculous effect!

It has to be said that the speed at which the perfect Shadow talent absorbs magic is really fast. If he stays here any longer, he might drain all the Shadow magic in the room.

After dismissing the tattoo artist, Domi got off the bed, casually threw on a shirt without buttoning it up, and left the materials room, wanting to find a room with a mirror to see how imposing his newly carved tattoo was.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Alger as soon as I stepped outside.

That so-called swordsmanship genius was nothing but a defeated opponent.

The first impression that popped into Domi's mind when she saw him was this.