Chapter 561 550. Obstruction

Scholar Ferdinand sat on a chair, talking to Suldak about his recent experiences. He is currently researching the subject of how the hide of a monster is combined with the human body. Scholar Ferdinand wants to use several simple methods The medium allows magicians with the same attributes and affinity to graft the same type of magic leather. For this reason, he even transplanted a piece of the back armor of the fire scorpion on his arm, but unfortunately this experiment ended in failure.

  Although all aspects are fully prepared, the fire scorpion magic skin is still very repulsive to the body of Ferdinand scholar, so much so that he still has a large wound without skin on his arm.

  Although hydrotherapy was used, such a large wound can heal completely quickly.

  Even though two days had passed, Suldak still felt a little shocked when he saw the wound. Fortunately, the wound was not infected because of the proper treatment.

Ferdinand Scholars told Suldak that perhaps it was because of insufficient healing power that the Fire Scorpion Demon Skin repelled his body. They all have a high affinity for the Fire Element, but it is a pity that When combining, the two fire attributes cannot be fully integrated, and several media seem to be not quite right.

The teapot on the iron stand was burning like a 'chichi', and the magic apprentice at the side realized it, quickly put away the magic scroll of 'Focus on Fire' below, and poured hot tea into the teacup, and the scent of lemon immediately wafted into the teacup. out.

  He was so fascinated by the sound that he didn't even notice that the teapot was boiling.

Scholar Ferdinand said to Suldak: "Last time we talked about the life magic pattern... At present, it is still a very long process to transfer the magic skin with the life magic pattern to the human body. The news from over there, I heard that someone found a life magic pattern on the head leather of the tidal murlocs, and it is very likely that every murloc has such a life magic pattern, but the collection process is very difficult. The life magic pattern is a hidden life magic pattern that is very complicated and difficult to find the law, so how to completely peel off this life magic pattern is the biggest problem for skinners at present."

"The price of murloc leather in the imperial capital has increased twenty times compared to a month ago. I think this group of guys are crazy." The Ferdinand scholar's expression was a bit exaggerated, and he couldn't understand it at all. He was obviously only in an academic Murloc leather in the research stage has skyrocketed to such an extent in a month.

"It is said that hundreds of adventure groups flocked to Ignaz in Palestina Province, and they all planned to go through the portal to the Vashki plane to hunt murlocs. I really don't understand the Vashki plane. How many murloc tribes are there for these adventurers to hunt..."

   Speaking of this, the Ferdinand scholar looked a little regretful, wishing that he could immediately cross the portal and head to the imperial capital.

"It's a pity that I was not in the imperial capital at the time. It is said that the magician made a public demonstration of the hidden life magic pattern on the murloc leather. Speaking of it, the atmosphere of magic academic research in the imperial capital is relatively strong, and you can see it everywhere. to an excellent mage engaged in magic research." Ferdinand scholar said.

   "By the way, you are a skinner. Have you noticed the appearance of skinning, how to ensure the integrity of a piece of leather?" Ferdinand scholar asked Surdak.

  Suldak took the cup of hot tea from the magic apprentice and nodded his thanks.

Then he replied to the Ferdinand scholar: "Well, when I was in the Warsaw plane, I peeled a lot of black-striped demon skins, and generally they can be peeled completely, but in the process of peeling, after all, this black-striped demon skin was damaged. How many hidden veins are there in the magic skin, to be honest, this is not easy to grasp."

"I was in the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment at the time. I was the only person in our team who was good at skinning. When collecting spoils on the battlefield, my main task was to peel off the black-striped demon skins on those evil spirits. Handed over to the military department, the black-striped devil skin can be exchanged for more military merit than the head of the evil spirit. It is said that these black-striped devil skins will be used for research by magicians." Suldak said.

"They want to research some magic scrolls that are specially aimed at evil spirits. Speaking of which, those guys in the temple can restrain evil spirits. It's a pity that this group of priests and battle priests are just at the stage when the plane war just broke out. They all evacuated from the Grimm Empire, and finally the remaining priests also hid in the temple and refused to come out." Ferdinand scholar complained.

   "By the way, I recently successfully transplanted the fire scorpion's scorpion tail to the Cerberus. This is a cross-attribute attempt, but the Cerberus died before it lasted long."

After Scholar Ferdinand finished speaking, he pointed to a dismembered salamander soaked in a glass container beside it. Now only half of the body remained in the jar, soaked in the oily green solution, it looked Very disgusting.

  Suldak admired his magic apprentice a little bit. Without a strong heart, he really couldn't bear the daily experiments of Ferdinand scholars.

  Scholar Ferdinand knew that Suldak had already mastered the Holy Light Art, so he wanted to invite him to conduct a transplant experiment together, and Suldak readily agreed.

   However, since the experimental materials are not ready yet, this experiment can only be postponed indefinitely.

  …

In the restaurant on the first floor of the Garden Plaza Hotel, Suldak and Karl sat opposite each other. On the table was a plate of white bread spread with butter and jam. On the plate was a viscous sweet corn milk soup, and the milk was slightly boiled. Thick, and with a little too much maple syrup, it tastes sweet and greasy.

Mrs. Cohen was very bold in wearing a skirt that exposed a large white back, and she had already walked past the two of them three times with a plate. Karl did not tease her **** skirt, which made the proprietress Ke Mrs. En wondered if her charm had declined recently.

  Carl's complexion was a little uncomfortable, and his speech became a little hesitant.

  Suldak simply put down the white bread in his hand, and stared up at him.

"Dark..." Carl said: "There have been some changes in your promotion to the squadron leader. In today's parliament, your letter of appointment in the security squadron at the Pagros Pass has not been fully passed, so this matter will be announced in half a month. Then there's another vote at the general assembly where the MPs are, and sometimes, these MPs are really boring."

   "Is it because of this?" Suldak rubbed his forehead and asked Karl.

  Karl blinked, not understanding what Suldak wanted to express.

  Suldak picked up the unfinished white bread again, and said to Karl with an indifferent face: "If it's just because of this, well, it doesn't matter, I don't care about taking the extra half a month's salary."

   "Don't you even care?" Karl Fox looked at Suldak's calm face and asked suspiciously.

Suldak stuffed a spoonful of sweet and greasy milk corn into his mouth, and asked casually: "Isn't the current duty of the public security station responsible for the security of the entire barren land? Or after the establishment of the security squadron, I can have More power or some convenience?"

   After speaking, he wiped his mouth with a napkin. This thing is really inedible.

   Karl shook his head, Suldak continued to serve as the sheriff of the Badlands, and this will not change.

Suldak took a big sip of water, and then said, "Then why should I care? Is it just for the salary of tens of silver coins every week? Or has my status in Hailansa improved significantly since I became the squadron leader? "

   "You seem to have a point, but I think you may need to know who voted against you in the parliament." Carl said.

  Suldak looked up at Karl.

Carl squeezed out a forced smile, and said to him: "It's the Earl of Bulwer, he is the deputy speaker of the Hailansa Council, and he has a certain influence in the council. I don't know why he suddenly voted against it this time. , the MPs who were in the same camp as him all voted against you, including my father..."

  The surname Bulwer sounded familiar to Suldak, and he immediately thought of Darcy Christie's fiancé, oh! Now he should have become her husband, Baron Armand Bulwer.

  Suldak smiled. In his opinion, this is not a big deal, and he didn't intend to be the squadron leader of the security squadron of the barren land of the guard camp.

  No expectation, no loss.

   So he asks Carl, "Is that why you've been a little bit down all night?"

   "Sorry, Duck." Carl said apologetically.

  Suldak smiled indifferently and said: "It's not your fault, why do you have to apologize, and I think I can understand Earl Casement, the situation at the time did not allow him to have another choice."

"Hey, Dak, if you want to be promoted to the title smoothly, the position of squadron leader is still a bit important to you. Look at me, for this position of squadron leader, I have spent more than two years in the Guard Battalion Support Squadron..." Carl solemnly said Speak to Suldak.

Suldak almost pinched his nose, stuffed the sticky milk corn on the plate into his mouth, flushed it into his stomach with clean water, and then said to Karl: "I didn't say it's not important, it's just that I don't have you Thinking about it is so important, I just want to build all the houses in Wall Village before winter comes, by the way, I almost forgot to ask you, how is the villa in your manor?"

  Carl only said: "If everything goes well, the project will be completed by the end of next month, but I need to make a good arrangement, and I want to move in, at least until tomorrow summer..."

Mrs. Nian Keen, the boss who was standing not far behind the two, saw that Suerdak ate all the milk corn she made in one go. Dak is still a discerning person. Thinking of this, she puffed out her full chest and scooped up a large spoonful of sticky milk corn on Suldak's plate with lightning speed.

   "..."

  Suldak saw a large lump of food on his plate, stared at the plate with eyes straight, unable to say a word...

  (end of this chapter)