Wizard

A lot of dried meat strips and old wine, nothing more.

Raymond, who was fused with the residual limbs of the Star Demon, was dragged out of the castle by Gatsby, because he still had a lot of questions to continue, and Raymond also had a lot of confusion that needed to be cleared up.

But after waiting for the food prepared by Andrew the Starfire Dog, facing the salivating expression of little Sally, Raymond couldn't bear it.

Raimon, who squeezed a piece of dried meat, taunted Gatsby unceremoniously. "Little Sally is your only granddaughter, so you have the heart to fill her stomach with such crude food?"

The old face blushed, and Gatsby, who didn't say a word, acquiesced.

With a wry smile and shook his head, Raymond, who was not polite, told the porcelain girl Anita to go to the kitchen of the castle to take a look. If you can find fresh ingredients, then you can prepare something for everyone to eat, especially if you are locked up. Little Sally, who is half a month old, really needs to enjoy the joy of good food now.

The cheering little Sally dragged the porcelain girl Anita and ran away, but the star dog Andrew was left by Gatsby and asked him to sit aside and listen.

The conversation that hadn’t been fun before was continued. Gatsby was very distressed by the destruction of the bloodline altar. According to his knowledge, the ancient wizard was a master who created a shortcut to the growth of wizards, and the records in the notebook contributed to it. The key to blood fusion.

But Raymond, who has personally experienced this kind of integration, believes that this method is not worth promoting. Although he is an absolutely right beneficiary at present, this method of stripping racial talent should never be spread, otherwise the wizard The growth is too bloody, and weak creatures will face extinction.

"The stump of the star devil made me merge the bloodline imprint, but this powerful existence made it possible to strip its talent after it fell, but if you perfect and spread this bloodline fusion method, then High-level wizards who want to seize the talents of other races. But they will use living creatures to experiment, and even merge them!"

Raymond's statement made Gatsby lost in thought, but after a moment he mumbled. "But since it is possible to strip off racial talents, why ignore them, or even give up research because of the possibility of **** behavior?"

"No matter what kind of plane it is, and no matter what age it is, the journey of a wizard cannot be accomplished overnight." Facing the scholar-type natural disaster lord in front of him, Raymond had a headache, thinking for a moment before asking. Tao. "The reproduction of species follows a natural law. Although you have surpassed the class of Dawn Wizards, you can guarantee that the nightmare family will not be prying eyes?"

"Who dares! Who dares to peep at the old man!"

Gatsby roared when he heard the anger, but he soon reacted, with fear flashing in his eyes.

"You may not be peeped, but what about the little Sally next to you. Or is it your family?" Raymond, who led the topic, looked very serious. "Could it be that the nightmare beast can reach your level after it is born?"

"My clan is born a powerful natural disaster lord. Little Sally has been a second-level wizard from the day of her birth!"

Gatsby raised his head quite proudly. It was only in exchange for Lei Meng's eyes, and he himself quickly understood Lei Meng's meaning, his expression became a bit awkward.

Knowing that Gatsby had awakened, Raymond considered his words and began to solemnly advise. "Let’s not talk about the risks of this kind of integration. Just the deprivation of talent. I believe that the Lord of Natural Disasters, who is more powerful than you, will be informed. The first thing he does is to take you away and ask, even It is possible to kill you directly!"

Seeing Gatsby's expression seemed to be unbelieving, but Raymond, who was talking about him, didn't give him time to think deeply, adding to his tone. "And your granddaughter little Sally. And your family members are also expected to receive extra attention. Do genocide tragedies rarely happen?"

The tone of Raymond's question made Gatsby's expression unpleasant, but Raymond, who was staring at him, did not give in, and the star dog Andrew sitting beside him hesitated and opened his mouth. "My lord, do you remember the event when the Fire Scorpion tribe was wiped out three hundred years ago?"

Gatsby frowned at the sound, as if he was reminiscing. "The fire scorpion clan... the trouble was a bit big at that time, but in the end I remember that you were sent to participate in the investigation. Could it be that there is something deeper?"

"There is one Dawn Wizard and six Dawn Wizards, and there are hundreds of low-level descendants who are not able to transform." There was fear in the simple expression, and the Star Flame Dog Andrew lowered his voice. "It is said that the fire scorpion tribe has acquired some kind of original spirit that can strengthen the body, so the entire fire scorpion tribe was destroyed before the news spread, and some families around the fire scorpion kingdom They all moved away..."

"What! Why did you tell me this until now!"

Furiously, seeing the starry dog ​​Andrew who was eager to talk, he closed his mouth, and Gatsby stared at him for a moment, and his expression became very silent.

Although I don't know what happened to the Fire Scorpion family three hundred years ago, the changes in the territory of the Nightmare Fire King mentioned by Andrew the Starfire Dog obviously meant something.

Therefore, Raymond faced the silent star dog Andrew, but discovered that this seemingly honest star dog Andrew needed to re-examine it.

"But... but this kind of research has been going on for many years. Not only does it consume a lot of resources, but it also delays a lot of time, so is it just giving up?"

Gatsby, who was talking to himself, struggled a bit, and the breath emanating from him became unstable as time passed.

Seeing the starry dog ​​Andrew's eyes with complaints, I knew that for this kind of scholar-type natural disaster lord who devoted himself to research, he had to give up years of hard work with a few words, which was not much different from killing him. So Raymond spoke quickly. "Master Gatsby, your research is of great benefit to the growth of low-level wizards, but can the way of depriving talent be slightly adjusted?"

Gatsby, whose thoughts were still in a dilemma, raised his head when he heard the sound, and his eyes were bloodshot in a short moment.

"Talent stripping is an extremely attractive research topic, but if the materials used are only the remains or corpses left over from ancient times, then I believe that the probability of some weak and small races being peeped will be greatly reduced. UU看书www.uukanshu .com "Although this method is not without loopholes, Raymond can only try to guide Gatsby's research direction. "Stop the possibility of biological talent stripping, then all you need to consider is the probability that the research results will be peeked!"

"This can be a way, but the old man is still in a state of groping for the use of the wreck. The issue of how to distinguish the choice of materials has not yet entered the agenda..."

If he nodded as if he was enlightened, the eyes of Gatsby looking at Raymond became a little weird.

At first he was still at a loss, but Gatsby, who had only spoken half of his words, quickly became fierce in his eyes. Raymond, who had a flash of light in his mind, knew that his previous words had caused such a situation, and he had to sigh secretly. clear. "Master Gatsby, I came from the fairy world to collect the essence of the Ashes. I am amazed by your research, but I don't have any prying thoughts!"

Raymond's explanation made Gatsby's complexion slightly stretched, but the hesitation in his eyes made Raymond a little frightened.

Fortunately, at this juncture, little Sally was holding steaming food, and rushed over, shouting excitedly. "Grandpa! Grandpa! This is what you can eat!"

Little Sally put the plate in her hand on the table while she was talking, and Anita, the porcelain girl who followed little Sally, also smiled and put down some of the plates in her hand. Depressed, opened his mouth at Leimen. "My lord, there are no fresh ingredients in the kitchen. I can't guarantee that these things are delicious!"

The scent of fresh fragrance spread and spread, and Gatsby's expression, who was watching little Sally, softened. After giving Lemmon a meaningful look, he asked little Sally. "Since it's delicious, how about letting them all stay with you?" (To be continued...)