"Master Sam, I heard some time ago that your fleet was in trouble, and I thought it was ...... I didn't expect you to come back alive, it's so glad!"

As he spoke, the guesser came running like a tank, and with six arms outstretched, he hugged the hobbit together.

"Stop, Mr. Lucib, I did not die at the hands of those robbers, but I will be strangled by you. ”

Sam nimbly avoided the ape's hug and pretended to complain angrily, but immediately smiled: "We hobbits are born under the protection of Lady Luck, and this is just a small twist in my great life. ”

This!

Merlin quickly moved her gaze into the air, lest she couldn't help but reach out and teach the old fellow a lesson.

"Haha, Master Sam, you have been blowing the cow for so many years, and you have not been trampled to death by the cow, but you are really favored by the goddess of luck. ”

The six-armed ape-man named Lucibub laughed, and then teased, apparently they were on pretty good terms, and his gaze turned to Merlin, "Who is this?"

"Let's get back to it. Sam shrugged his shoulders and walked into the building with Merlin.

"Sam, what kind of soul crystal is that six-armed ape-man fused, and don't those arms interfere with each other?" asked Merlin curiously.

"Lucibub fused with the soul crystal of the multi-armed demon ape, and there was something wrong with the fusion, so it became like this. However, his six arms are not ornaments, and each arm can be used independently or in combination. You can't imagine that he can do a task that only a team can do. Sam shrugged, looking dismissive, "A stupid old guy who lives by brute force. ”

As he spoke, Sam led Merlin to a room where a somewhat rickety woman was busy at the workbench.

"Little one, I heard you almost didn't come back. After the woman calmly finished the work in hand, she turned her head to look at the hobbit,

It's a female elf, and her pointed ears are the hallmark of their race. No wonder she calls Sam 'little one', the elves are a long-lived race, and her hair is already a little gray and she is very old.

"You said it, but it's just 'almost'. ”

Sam looked much more polite in front of the elf: "Melissa, you seem to owe me a favor. ”

"So what. Little one, are you here to collect debts?" the elf gently stroked the long hair on her forehead.

"I sent you an apprentice. ”

Sam pointed at Merlin, which was also his suggestion, and Merlin didn't know when she would be able to leave here, so it was suitable to find a career to do first. So Merlin agreed...... In the end, of course, it is up to her to decide whether to do it or not.

The female elf glanced at Merlin with critical eyes.

Merlin didn't care about the old elf at first, but that faint glance made her feel cold from head to toe.

Dangerous!

This is definitely not witchcraft, but a force of the realm.

This seemingly inconspicuous old elf was actually a saint-level powerhouse, which was really unimaginable to her.

Originally, Merlin didn't care much about being an apprentice, but now she is slightly interested, but she is very worried about whether the other party can see her identity, and that is the biggest trouble.

However, it is also a very rare opportunity to be able to learn under the hands of such a character.

A wizard's greatest interest is not in combat, but in research. In the past, Merlin used all kinds of opportunities to improve her strength, just to avoid being bullied and save her life. But as time went on, as she became less interested in the status and wealth she had been passionate about, she had a vague sense that what she could really be proud of was her knowledge, including all kinds of potions.

"Come with me. Melissa said, standing up.

It wasn't until she followed Melissa to a warehouse full of piles that Merlin remembered that she hadn't fused soul crystals at all, and that she hadn't been able to show any strength beyond ordinary people.

"I don't have any ability to ...... right now," she quickly explained.

"Do you think I'm blind? I can see that you've done something, but I'm not interested in who you are. ”

Melissa glanced at her coldly, and continued: "I will teach you as promised, but how much you can learn, I don't make any guarantees, you can be lazy, or you can pretend that you can't learn, I will never force you, if you don't understand something, just ask me yourself, and now what I want to teach you is a skill that doesn't require any ability." ”

As he spoke, the old elf came to a five-meter-wide and ten-meter-long workbench, the texture of the table was a bit like crystal, but after Merlin touched it, she was sure that it was definitely not a crystal, because it had a metallic texture and feel.

The old elf didn't care what Merlin was doing, but saw her raise her hand forward...... A mage's hand grabbed a monster and came to the table and placed it on it.

This monster is really characterful, with a tiger's head, but it has antlers, and its tail looks like a crocodile's tail, and its whole body has no hair, and it is full of fine scales...... Merlin had never seen such a creature.

"I don't know what kind of tool you're going to choose, but I've always believed that everyone should have their own tools, so I'm not going to force it on this matter. As he spoke, the old elf pulled out a thin-slice scimitar one inch long that looked like a scalpel.

I don't know what metal the knife is made of, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, almost completely transparent, except for a silver glow at the edge.

With a knife in his hand, the temperament of the old elf suddenly became completely different...... At this moment, she is no longer the cold and drooping old crudeness just now, and her momentum makes Merlin have a completely different feeling...... It was as if she had become the master of this world.

The old elf waved his arm slightly, and the scimitar trembled, emitting a hazy halo that fell on the monster's body as if it were alive, and quickly spread, enveloping the entire monster's corpse.

The old elf's movements are not like gathering materials at all, but more like a dance...... When the knife flashed, the knife seemed to have disappeared, but her movements were slow enough for Merlin to see every movement.

The old elf's movements were very gentle, as if he was caressing his lover's hair, and he never paused, and the sword light still shrouded the monster.

By the time the old elf put away his knife and stood aside, the monster on the workbench still looked exactly the same as before.

Cook Ding Solve the Cow!

Merlin had a look of shock in her eyes.

This is a martial art that is only famous in the wizarding world but has never been seen, but I didn't expect it to be used to break down materials here...... Merlin was well aware that the monster had been completely dismembered.

Every scale, the whole leather, the teeth, the eyes, the ears, etc...... The entire monster has been completely dismembered, except for the liver-valued part, which can still be preserved.

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