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Arcane: Champion Witness System

"Oh! So you're asking who I am?" "That's a good question, my friend!" He stood before her, spat out the yellow sand from his mouth, raised both hands shoulder-high, and proudly proclaimed, "I am a big shot in Zaun's Undercity, the ninth councilor of Piltover. I am the honored hero of Bilgewater." "What have I done?" "I once set fire to the Petricite Grove in Demacia and competed in height with the Yordles in Bandle City." "..." Standing in front of her, he spoke confidently. "And now, I've encountered you in the swirling sands of Shurima." "Alright, lady, I've said my piece. Could you please put away your weapon now?" ////This is a translation, I do not own this story or any character in it. The original author is [子梓木] ZiXingMu and the link to this book is https://www.69shuba.com/book/39724.htm Gonna update 1 or 2 chapters a day cuz I got another book I'm translating.////

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-188- Heimerdinger won't agree

March 22nd.

It's been several days since the opening of Twin City University, and the results are quite satisfactory.

Initially, Linwin thought that during the first few days of Twin City University, peoples like Jayce, Viktor, and Zevi might be busy.

But the reality is that, as deans, these three had almost no opportunity to teach.

The other teachers and professors easily handled the situation.

After all, the teaching staff at Twin City University is quite formidable.

Piltover and Zaun are home to many scientists, and it's easy to find experienced individuals to train as teachers.

In the case of Sevika, who may appear to be a brute force user, she is a master at repairing weapons. Her weapon is the Hextech Shimmer Blade crafted by Powder, using a shimmer as it's fuel and Hextech gemstone embedded in the hilt. When fully powered, it can unleash a sword beam over ten meters long.

If this weapon encounters any damage, Sevika handles the repairs herself. Notably, Sevika has also DIY-ed the sword, expanding its arcs and increasing its damage.

To put it simply, people from Piltover and Zaun are skilled in handling machinery.

Moreover, while nearly three hundred students may sound like a lot, they are divided among four different major and subdivided into over a dozen small subjects.

Thus, besides the daily classes for Hextech, Mechanics, and Alchemy, courses like Music and Dance, Navigation and Transportation Language, and others are held only every few days, each lasting just over an hour.

For instance, Seraphine appeared at Twin City University only once in the past few days.

But when she did, the classroom was packed with students, creating a tightly packed space. Seraphine nervously finished her class amidst the crowded students.

In the end, considering Seraphine's age is close to that of the students and at most only a couple of years older, teaching several hundred students at once made her nervous.

Tapping his index finger on the desk, Linwin thought for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the window.

He had just received a call from Heimerdinger asking him to come to the laboratory for an important matter, so now was a good time.

It seemed like Silco had also gone to the laboratory with the enforcers.

Wait a minute, something doesn't seem right.

Standing? Linwin standing?

Yes..

Linwin, stood up!

After a month and a half, Linwin finally managed to get off that old wheelchair, but subsequently, he no longer had the care of Kaisa and Powder.

Speaking of Powder's care, it was alright. Powder claimed to be taking care of him, but most of the time, she just pushed the wheelchair around randomly. During this time, she found her favorite "toys" and often left Linwin in her office during the day, then disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

Linwin estimated that Powder was most likely tinkering with her fish bones in the laboratory.

So, it was more like Linwin was taking care of Powder. But, but, without Kaisa's care, Linwin felt quite hurt.

During this time, at night, Kaisa often lay in bed beside Linwin. And when lying in bed together, occasional physical contact was quite normal.

Although moving his body was a bit painful, how could a person maintain the same position all the time? Therefore, at night, Linwin turned and moved around, and the occasional "accidental" contact became a common occurrence.

Kai'Sa struggled a bit at the beginning, but gradually became accustomed to being "accidentally" embraced by Linwin, not resisting when held in his arms. 

She allowed him to hold her as he fell asleep. However, now that Linwin's leg had healed, there was no reason for Kai'Sa to take care of him. 

Just when Linwin was about to feign illness to continue being cared for by Kai'Sa, he thought about the responsibilities in Zaun and decided to leave the tender moments behind.

He realized he couldn't afford to do that while friends and family were contributing to the development of Zaun.

Right...

"Wind" 

Standing on the window he leaped out. The soft wind enveloped his body as he soared towards Piltover.

Upon arriving at Piltover University's laboratory, Linwin found Powder, Viktor, Jayce, Singed, Heimerdinger were already present. 

Silco was standing there looking helpless. Heimerdinger urgently approached Linwin, pleading, "Linwin, you finally came. Quickly, try to persuade her!"

"The thing she's developing is too dangerous! We need to stop her!"

Heimerdinger pointed towards Powder, who was sitting on the floor tightly hugging something. Powder, seeing Linwin, lit up and exclaimed, "It's not dangerous, I'm confident!"

"Child, you don't understand. You don't understand what you're inventing. The thing you're inventing, if it truly comes to life, I can only describe it as a disaster comparable to one that happened eight hundred years ago!" Heimerdinger sternly exclaimed.

Jayce, hearing this, found it familiar and whispered, "Professor, did you forget about Hextech?"

"You once rejected the emergence of Hextech, considering it dangerous. But now, Professor, we can't do without Hextech." Viktor continued, looking at Heimerdinger seriously. "Powder and I have been researching for a month. Professor, we brought you here hoping you could help us, not obstruct us like before."

"This is a weapon! A tremendously powerful weapon!" Heimerdinger walked away from Linwin, forcefully saying, "Haven't you heard what she just said? This is a weapon more dangerous than a hundred alchemical bombs exploding together!"

"Why do we need to create such a weapon?" Heimerdinger questioned, puzzled. "Are we going to start a war? If it's for self-defense, we already have weapons. We have Hextech, the protection of the goddess, and even Linwin."

Linwin: "???"

"Wait, Professor, what did you just say? When did I become a weapon?"

Silco, standing by the wall, laughed and said, "You really are Zaun's weapon, Linwin. Noxus has approached us again, they want to buy back the corpse you smashed, and they also want Hextech gemstones."

"Moreover, Noxus hopes we can agree not to initiate attacks. In return, they promise not to launch an attack on Piltover and Zaun for the next twenty years. We also need to ensure not to use the 'Guardian of Zaun' against them."

Linwin: "."

Ah, what's with this mixed feeling of satisfaction and embarrassment?

Linwin stroked his chin, indeed enjoying the satisfaction secretly.

"You're off-topic!" Heimerdinger shouted loudly, stomping his foot. "Please get back to the point. Linwin, I called you here to persuade her; she only listens to you."

Heimerdinger emphasized, "We cannot open this Pandora's Box. It reminds me of the Rune Wars."

"Child, you don't know what that represents." Fear was evident in the professor's eyes.

Linwin, of course, knew what the Rune Wars represented. Now, he had quite a few rune fragments on him.

So, Linwin looked at Powder.

"No!" Powder also stared at Linwin, tightly hugging an oversized iron pipe. She pursed her lips and vigorously shook her head at Linwin.

If Linwin really told her to stop.

Powder would, of course, listen.

But, she would also be sad.

Linwin: "."

The appearance of this iron pipe.

My dear Powder.

Are you now making an RPG, or are you making a missile?