"Gears?" Hydle said. "Yeah, gears may do the job. Thank you, Mag. You should try to invent a steam engine yourself, we'll provide you with any data you need. We don't want any of the credit if you succeed. We just want to see it as soon as possible; we need it to prove we were right all along."
"I will try when I have time," Mag said, suddenly ashamed of his greedy self.
If I told the Lord of Chaos City I invented the steam engine myself, it would be suspicious. But if I said I worked with Hydle, that would be believable enough.
Mag showed Hydle out. When he walked back inside, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a white-bearded old elf standing at a distance. He thought he was watching him.
