A Different Wizard Civilization

"Brook Kim, these parts need to be fixed again. Can you understand the drawings? There can't be any deviation on the size. This is the latest version of the plate armor section of the alchemy spaceship tail!"

Inside the Wizard Tower, a goblin in white utility coveralls with oil stains on his sleeves was listening to a wizard disciple wearing a gray cape. Brook was smiling and enthusiastic as if he had devoted all his energy to grasping the basics of alchemy techniques.

"Rest assured and leave everything to me," he said to the wizard disciple. "I will definitely do a great job!"

"Also," the disciple continued, "Some of the gas lamps up there were broken, which might be indicative of problems in the gas series connection equipment. Could you go up there and fix them?"

"No problem," Brook replied. "I'll fix them by the afternoon today!"