On the test bench, Mick tied up the black cloak, then slowly sliced her cloak open with a knife, revealing a delicate body.

"The beauty of the elves is true to its name," Mick admired from the bottom of his heart.

They are indeed more favored by the Creator than humans, and their delicate and soft cheeks and flawless bodies alone can envy the vast majority of women.

However, under Mick's eyes, this body is more than just a sensory pleasure. Most of her organs are much larger than normal, and their shapes are very different, presumably the powerful organs of other creatures.

More critically, these organs have been clearly optimized and selected, removing the almost useless reproductive system and focusing on strengthening organs such as the digestive system, heart and lungs.

It's a beautiful piece of alchemy, a machine made to kill. Mick came to a surprising conclusion.

A cold wind blew, and the female elf shivered, and woke up.

"Where is this?"

She tried to rub her swollen head, but suddenly found herself naked and tied to the cold test table, and she instantly realized her situation, her tongue rummaging in her mouth.

"Don't waste your efforts, the poison sac you hid in your mouth has been taken out by me, and even if you don't take it out, that inferior poison can't poison you in front of me. ”

The elf was startled, and then noticed that Mick was sitting on the sidelines, quietly admiring her body. She was immediately furious, and immediately gathered her fighting spirit, trying to break free of the rope.

However, the fighting energy she had just raised was instantly drained, and then there was a sharp pain in her chest, and strong lightning erupted from her body, causing her to convulse.

"Oh, I forgot to mention just now, in order to prevent you from doing stupid things, I installed a small magic equipment on you, which will automatically absorb your fighting energy, and then through a steel needle inserted in your heart, directly cast a level of magic paralyzing lightning in your body. It's going to be very unpleasant, so you'd better not be vindictive. ”

Mick approached her with a smile and gently stroked a long needle that pierced deep into her chest: "I call this epoch-making creature a warrior's prison, and anyone who wields vindictive energy will never escape as long as it is controlled. What do you think?"

The magic that erupts from the body is even more terrifying, although it is only level one, but it is more powerful than the level three magic that is cast from outside the body. The female elf, whose strength has reached the fifth level, has only been lightly electrocuted once and has become defenseless, and can only be used by mermaids.

"You devil!" scolded the female elf feebly.

Mick smiled slightly: "No, no, no, when you pick up the knife and prepare to kill, you should be mentally prepared for everything now." I'm a very tolerant person, but I'm never soft on my enemies. So the problem is not with me. ”

The elf sneered and said, "Do you think you are innocent? Even if you are innocent, you will be cursed infinitely from the day your father murdered everyone with fraud and malice!"

Mick laughed and said, "Okay ma'am, it seems that you are full of hatred for that Michelle guy, so let me guess what kind of grudge you have between you." ”

The elf gave Mick a mocking look and turned her head to say nothing.

Mick didn't care, and said to himself: "By human standards, you are a beautiful woman, and you are a fatal temptation for every man, and I think a playboy like Michelle is no exception, so it seems that you should at least be bed partners, right?"

A blush appeared on the elf's face, but she still didn't speak.

Mick chuckled, "You're my father's lover, but you've been hurt by him, right? That's why you hate me so much, because I'm the child he had with another woman." ”

"Don't be in a hurry to refute, dear ma'am. I've read quite a few books, and I know that you elves have a weird cleanliness for the crystallization of love, and besides, women are actually very simple, and usually you hate someone, either because you really dislike them, or because of love.

And you hate Michelle far beyond the boundaries of disgust, so it's obvious that you actually love Michelle, don't you?"

"That's me blind!" cried the elf, "that devil is not worthy of any woman's love." ”

Mick shook his head: "That's your story, I'm not a critic and I'm not interested in your love story." Now that you have fallen into my hands, then I want to know your name. ”

Seeing that the female elf did not react, Mick smiled again: "Okay, if you don't want to tell me, then I'll take you a random live specimen No. 1, anyway, it doesn't make a difference to me." ”

Mick smiled, and was about to write the words "Living Specimen No. 1" in the notebook, when he heard a woman's voice as thin as a mosquito: "Wait......"

Living Specimen No. 1 seemed to bring back some very unbearable memories of the woman, and she frowned and struggled for a moment before finally giving in.

"My name is Enlucia. ”

"Well, Enlucia, nice name. Mick recorded with a smile and asked casually, "So, the next question, who sent you?"

Enlucia was stunned for a moment, and sneered: "I'm going to kill you, because you're that bastard's child, who else needs to send me?"

"No, no, no," Mick shook his head and said, "I'm afraid few people in this world know about my relationship with Michelle, so it's impossible for you to find me alone." But you did remind me that the Beckman family is the one who is most familiar with our relationship, and that there will be no one else who has sent you but them. ”

Mick noticed that Enlucia's pupils narrowed slightly at the mention of the Beckman family, and Mick knew the answer to the question.

"Okay, my last question, what happened ten years ago, and why did Michelle die inexplicably?"

Hearing this, Enlucia's face changed, and she turned her head to the side completely, not intending to say another word.

Mick saw that his attitude was very resolute and not in a hurry, he gently closed the notebook in his hand and said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, anyway, we have time."

Speaking of the Creator, it is so unfair, the lifespan of ordinary humans is only less than a hundred years, even if they are masters who have stepped into the Holy Rank, they can only live fifty years longer than ordinary people, and legendary powerhouses can live for three hundred years at most, but you elves can easily live to be four hundred years old. ”

Mick gently stroked Enlucia's plump body and said with emotion: "Enlucia, you are my father's lover, and I should call you aunt." Ten years have passed, even if Michelle is still alive, she should become a bald middle-aged person, but you are still so young and beautiful.

There is a saying: Only youth cannot be disappointed! Although your youth is relatively long, you can't afford to squander. ”

Mick grinned and climbed onto the test bench, "Aunt Nlucia, since you still have a crush on Michelle, and that dead ghost can't crawl out of the grave to satisfy your youth, why don't you let me take your place?"

Seeing Mick crawling on top of her with bad intentions, Enlucia's face changed and she struggled desperately, but her limbs were fixed to death, and she couldn't gather the fighting spirit in her body, and she had no ability to resist at all.

"Let go of me, you devil!!" Enlucia struggled desperately.

But Mick had no mercy, and there was only one sentence in his head: "If you want to open a woman's heart, you must first enter her body." ”

"Aunt Enlucia, this body of yours has inspired my alchemy thinking, and now that I want to possess her completely, it will be a good thing for you, maybe you can relive the old tenderness with Michelle?"

Mick sneered, then pressed hard.

"No!"

"Ahh

Early the next morning, Mick walked out of the lab with thick dark circles under his eyes.

Carl was sitting on the balcony outside the lab, stunned by the rising sun. Mick walked past him and asked faintly, "Carl, why are you sitting here in a daze?"

Carl came back to his senses and smiled reluctantly: "It's nothing, it's just a little homesick." ”

Mick was stunned and surprised, "Homesick, do you have a home?"

Carl smiled bitterly, and his expression gradually became serious: "Mick, I don't think Maltis is for me, and a hillbilly like me should live in a small place like Federland, not a colorful Maltius." ”

"Why do you say that?" the smile on Mick's face faded.

Karl said helplessly: "Mick, you are very talented on the road of alchemy, and you can mix like a fish in water when you first come to Maltis, but I can't." I have no money, no talent, and a stupid brain, and I'm just a burden to you, like I ...... last night."

"Don't say it!" Mick snorted, he suddenly realized that he had made a stupid mistake, after the fusion of his personality he was extremely afraid of loneliness, so he asked Carl to be his helper, but it was not natural for Carl to be by his side, he was also a man of flesh and blood and ideals.

"Carl, no one is born a hillbilly. Mikla took Karl's hand and said sincerely: "Don't worry, Maltis is so big, of course there will be a piece of the world that belongs to you." ”

After saying that, Mick tidied up his clothes slightly, turned around and walked down the small building.