Uh, wait, warship....

Elder Radiant Dragon fell silent, suddenly recalling that the Yemengade Family was once one of the Five Great Warship Workshops in the Dragon Kingdom, though that was ancient history even before she was born.

But just like how the prince’s seat in the Yemengade Family has always been retained, if their strength recovers to roughly the right level, it seems that their shipbuilding qualification can soon be reapplied for.

Well, even the Golden Country can’t obtain this shipbuilding qualification easily, but for this young master in front of her, it’s a thing that’s within reach.

"Are you really planning to build ships?"

She asked in a trembling voice.

Turtle, that’s a Witch Battleship, one of the highest technological creations of the Alchemy School, and also the true ultimate weapon of the Witch World.

If the young lady manages to create one, then just as she said earlier, in the face of absolute power, any obstruction is like an ant trying to stop a car, ultimately crushed mercilessly.

No matter how powerful the Golden Country’s deterrence might be, it can’t stop the countless witch battle groups from yearning for the Witch Battleship. No warship workshop ever needs to worry about the unsold inventory of its ships, because no matter how high the production capacity is, it can never satisfy the witches’ craving for extreme firepower due to their fear of insufficient firepower.

The Witch Battleship is always a hot-selling commodity in short supply; as long as you can build one, you’d better be careful not to be buried by the ensuing mountain of gold.

If Mia that girl truly teams up with the young lady to deal in warships, can they really be stopped?

No way.

To put it harshly, if this business takes off, then the Golden Country needs Mia, not the other way around.

After all, in this world, power ultimately speaks, have you not seen how the Five Great Warship Factories created the Five Great Legions? No matter how wealthy the Golden Country is, it must be respectful in front of those holding warships.

Of course, all of this is contingent upon them being able to actually build them.

"Master, I must remind you, Witch Battleships aren’t something that can be produced just by having a few wondrous workshops; the venue and equipment are just the basics. The key is talent, which is truly indispensable."

Sitle forced herself to calm down, although as a witch from the Alchemy School, the mention of shipbuilding excited her inexplicably. After all, any alchemist witch dreams of one day becoming a shipbuilder and participating in the creation of a real Witch Battleship.

However, her status as an elder from the Chris Lineage makes her unwilling to believe these two young people can pull off such a feat; she really doesn’t want to see the Gilgamesh Lineage rise again.

Thus, her feelings were quite conflicted at that moment.

Regarding Aunt Sitle’s reminder, Dorothy nodded as well.

"Yes, that’s why I brought you here to see these warship workshops, Aunt Sitle, you’re precisely the talent I need."

She turned to look at Elder Radiant Dragon and spoke seriously.

"Also, calling me ’Master’ was just a joke earlier, don’t take it too seriously. I wouldn’t really treat an alchemy master like you as a mere servant; I’d like to invite you to serve as the Head of the Alchemy Department at Stars Industry, responsible for subsequent material smelting. How do you feel about that?"

"Uh....."

Sitle’s eyes widened upon hearing this, shocked by the sudden invitation from the young lady.

This can’t be a joke, who would give up a top-level peak servant already in hand?

She instinctively doubted, suspecting that she might be manipulated by the young lady in various ways.

After all, the young lady had seen her true face; Sitle knew that revealing her real appearance would have a lethal effect on the young witches in their hormonal years, leading to scenarios where she might be collared, leashed, forbidden from wearing too much clothing, crawling on the floor for convenient riding.....

Oh, oh, oh, thinking about it made Sitle tremble with fear.

Yes, the young lady is ultimately young, still a Dragon Witch, always driven by the rampant instincts of dragon nature, becoming a wild beast in her excitement.

But now you’re telling me you just want me to work for you?

Are you really treating me like Paru? 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Tch.....

Elder Radiant Dragon couldn’t help but twitch her mouth, silently clicking her tongue.

But oh well, if it’s truly about shipbuilding, then it might not be unacceptable.

In her youth, Sitle had a dream of shipbuilding, which should be said every alchemist witch has. Unfortunately, those who realize that dream are few and far between.

Given Sitle’s expertise in alchemy, she can truly achieve it, as no warship workshop would reject a master of alchemy like her.

However, regrettably, the proud Elder Radiant Dragon would never demean herself to work for others, and the Golden Country lacks shipbuilding qualifications, leading to a stalemate.

Eventually, Sitle gave up her childhood shipbuilding dream and devoted herself to minting coins in the Golden Country.

Now, it seems a chance to amend a childhood regret is right before her.

Before, asking her to work for someone would strike her pride, but now given a choice between servitude and fulfilling her dream, the decision is easy.

Sitle seriously observed the young lady’s eyes for once, realizing that the young master was truly beautiful, almost unworldly, with a pair of peach blossom eyes filled with sincerity, an irresistible charm.

After long gazes, even for a witch over ten thousand years old like her, it was hard to sustain; it inexplicably seemed like her adolescence returned, encountering a white moonlight-like girl in Witch Academy.....

Wait, damn it, I’ve never been to Witch Academy, and I’ve never been in love, so where does this white moonlight come from?

Sitle quickly dismissed the absurd fantasies, instinctively turned away, avoiding the innocent gaze of the young master that only reflected her dirty, despicable adult witch self.

Despicable, the young master is enticing me, undoubtedly just now she was seducing me.

"But I don’t know how to build ships; I can certainly smelt materials, but I’m clueless about warship construction. You need real shipbuilding professionals."

Elder Radiant Dragon concluded simply.

Yes, she hadn’t yet easily yielded, considering how finding shipbuilders isn’t easy, let alone graduates of shipbuilding majors, who are snatched up by warship workshops even before graduation. So, she didn’t believe the young lady could find genuinely professional shipbuilders.

Yes, since she can’t find them, I haven’t yielded; this is merely a tactful refusal, the high emotional intelligence and worldly wisdom of a veteran businessperson.

Sitle finally thought reservedly.

"Oh, as long you are willing, Aunt Sitle, then happy cooperation in the future. I’ll accompany you later for the procedures at Golden Country."

Dorothy joyfully held the mature big sister’s hand, shaking it vigorously.

"Wait, I said you need shipbuilders; find them first, otherwise without them it’s all empty talk."

Elder Radiant Dragon still hoped to salvage the situation, not daring to face the consequences at Golden Country; the thought of returning to face her colleagues’ eyes frightened her.

Sigh, her current accomplishments are thanks to Golden Country’s cultivation, but she’s handing them over to an outsider, preventing further billing to Golden Country, a massive loss brought by herself, feeling embarrassed to face her fellow colleagues and their saddened appearances.

"Aunt, what are you talking about? We aren’t lacking shipbuilders; I’m currently the best shipbuilder."

Responding to Sitle’s resistance, Dorothy frowned slightly, releasing her hand and pressing it to her chest, speaking sincerely.

Upon hearing this, Sitle fell silent for a moment, finally recalling from the young lady’s many prestigious achievements, the less noticeable one.

Yes, Dororthy was the top shipbuilder in "World of Warships," the super genius with the ID "All Ship-Girls Are My Wives," one of her many aliases.

Ah, but how can a game be taken seriously?

....Sitle struggled.....