Sitting in his chair, Scholar Ferdinand talked to Surdak about his recent experience, he was currently researching how Monster leather could be combined with the human body, and Scholar Ferdinand wanted to use a few simple mediums to allow magicians with the same attributes to transfer the same line of magical leather, for which he even transplanted a piece of fire scorpion's dorsal armor on his arm, but unfortunately this experiment ended in failure.

Despite all the preparations, the Scorpion Skins were still so resistant to Ferdinand's body that he still had a large skinless wound on his arm.

Although hydrotherapy was used, such a large wound could be completely healed quickly.

Even though two days had passed, Surdak was still a little shocked to see the wound, but fortunately, the wound was not infected because it had been treated properly.

Ferdinand scholars told Surdak that perhaps it was because of the lack of treatment that the fire scorpion skin had a certain rejection of his body, and they both had a high degree of fire affinity, but unfortunately when combined, the two fire attributes could not be completely fused, and several mediums did not seem to be quite right.

The teapot on the iron frame burned loudly, and the magic apprentice on the side reacted, and hurriedly put away the 'Fire Gathering Technique' magic scroll below, and then poured the hot tea into the teacup, and suddenly the fragrance of lemon wafted out.

He had just been so fascinated by what he heard that he didn't even notice that the teapot was boiling.

Scholar Ferdinand said to Surdak, "Last time we talked about the Life Pattern...... At present, it is still a very long process to transfer the magic skin with the life pattern to the human body, and the news from the imperial capital recently, I heard that someone found the life magic pattern on the head leather of the tidal fish man, and it is likely that every fish man has such a life magic pattern, but the collection process is very difficult, this life magic pattern is a very complex hidden life pattern that is difficult to find the law, so how to completely peel off this life magic pattern is the biggest problem for the current skinners. ”

"Now the price of fish-man leather in the imperial capital has increased twenty times compared to a month ago, and I think this group of guys is crazy." Scholar Ferdinand's expression was a little exaggerated, and he couldn't understand at all, how the fish-man leather, which was obviously only in the academic research stage, had risen to such a point in a month.

"It is said that hundreds of adventuring parties have poured into Ignaz in Palestina Province, all intending to go through the portal to the Vraskie plane to hunt fishmen, I really don't know how many fishman tribes can be in the Waski plane, and this group of adventurers can hunt ......"

Speaking of this, Scholar Ferdinand had a somewhat regretful expression, wishing that he would immediately cross the portal and go to the imperial capital.

"It's a pity that I wasn't in the imperial capital at the time, it is said that the magician made a public demonstration of the hidden life magic pattern on this fish-man leather, and it is said that the atmosphere of magical academic research in the imperial capital is relatively strong, and you can see excellent mages engaged in magic research everywhere." Scholar Ferdinand said.

"By the way, you are a skinner, have you noticed that the peeling seems to be, how to ensure the integrity of a piece of leather?" Scholar Ferdinand asked Surdak.

Surdak took a cup of hot tea from his apprentice and nodded in thanks.

He then replied to Scholar Ferdinand: "Well, when I was in the Warsaw plane, I peeled off a lot of black-veined demon skins, and they can generally be peeled very completely, but in the process of peeling, how much hidden veins have been damaged in this black-veined demon skin, to be honest, this is not easy to grasp. ”

"I was in the 57th Heavy Infantry Regiment at the time, and I was the only one in our squad who was good at skinning, and when I was collecting trophies on the battlefield, my main task was to peel off the black veins from the demons and hand them over to the military headquarters. It is said that these black-veined skins are to be studied by magicians. Surdak said.

"They want to research some magic scrolls that are especially aimed at evil spirits, speaking of which, these are still those guys in the temple who can restrain evil spirits, but it's a pity that this group of priests and battle priests actually evacuated the Grimm Empire at the stage when the plane war just broke out, and in the end, those remaining priests also hid in the temple and refused to come out." The Fernand scholar complained.

"By the way, I recently successfully transplanted the scorpion's tail to the Cerberus, which is a cross-attribute attempt, but the Cerberus didn't last long before dying."

After Scholar Ferdinand finished speaking, he pointed to a salamander that had been soaking in a glassware beside him, and now only half of its body was left in the jar, soaked in a green solution, looking very disgusting.

Surdak admired his apprentice magician, who didn't have a strong heart and couldn't withstand the daily experiments of the Ferdinand scholars.

Scholar Ferdinand knew that Surdak had mastered the art of light and wanted to invite him to conduct a transplant experiment, to which Surdak readily agreed.

However, due to the fact that the experimental materials are not currently available, the experiment can only be postponed indefinitely.

……

In the restaurant on the first floor of the Garden Square Hotel, Surdak and Karl sat opposite each other, on the table was a plate of white bread smeared with butter and jam, and on the plate was a sticky corn milk sweet soup, the milk was slightly thickened, and the maple syrup was added a little too much, and it tasted sweet and greasy.

Mrs. Cohen was very bold in a skirt with a large snow-white back, and had already walked past the two of them three times with a plate, and Karl did not tease her sex. The feeling of the skirt made the proprietress Mrs. Cohen a little suspicious that her charm had declined recently.

Karl's face was a little uncomfortable, and his speech became a little slurred.

Surdak simply put down the white bread in his hand and looked up at him.

"Dark......" Karl said, "there have been some changes in your promotion to squadron leader, and at today's council, your letter of appointment to the security squadron at the Paglos Pass was not fully approved, so this matter will be voted on again at the general meeting of all the councillors in half a month, and sometimes, these councillors are really boring." ”

"That's why you're here?" Surdak rubbed his forehead and asked Karl.

Karl blinked, not understanding what Surdak was trying to say.

Surdak picked up the unfinished white bread again, and said to Karl with a nonchalant expression: "If it's just because of this, uh, it doesn't matter, I don't care about taking this half a month's salary." ”

"Don't you care?" Karl Fox looked at Surdak with a calm expression and asked suspiciously.

Surdak stuffed a spoonful of sweet milk corn into his mouth and asked, "Isn't it the current duty of the police to be responsible for the security of the entire barren land?" Or will I have more power or some kind of convenience after the establishment of the security squadron? ”

After saying that, he wiped his mouth with a napkin, this thing is really inedible.

Karl shook his head, Surdak continued to serve as sheriff of the Badlands, and that wasn't going to change.

Surdak took a long sip of water, and then said, "Then why should I care?" Is it just for a salary of a few dozen silver coins a week? Or did I become a squadron leader and my status in Highlandsa improved significantly? ”

"You seem to have some point, but I think you might need to know who voted against you in Parliament." Carr said.

Surdak looked up at Karl.

Karl squeezed out a very reluctant smile and said to him: "It's Count Bulwer, he is the vice-president of the Parliament of Highlandza, and he has a certain influence in the parliament, I don't know why he suddenly voted against this time, and the members of the same camp as him all voted against you, including my father......"

The surname Bulvoo Surdak was familiar to him, and he immediately wanted to hear Darcy. Christie's fiancé, oh! It should have been her husband by now, Armand. Baron Bulvoir.

Surdak smiled, in his opinion, this was not a big deal, and he had no intention of becoming the squadron leader of the Badlands Security Squadron of the Guard Battalion.

Without expectation, there is no loss.

So he asked Carl, "That's why you've been a little sick all night?" ”

"I'm sorry, Duck." Karl said apologetically.

Surdak smiled indifferently and said, "It's not your fault, why do you have to apologize, and I think I can understand Count Kesment, the circumstances at that time did not allow him to have another choice." ”

"Hey, Dark, if you want to be promoted to the knighthood, the position of squadron leader is still a little important to you, you see me, for the position of squadron leader, I have been in the support squadron of the guard battalion for more than two years......" Karl said solemnly to Surdak.

Surdak almost pinched his nose, stuffed the slimy milk corn on the plate into his mouth, and rinsed it into his stomach with clean water, before he said to Karl: "I didn't say it doesn't matter, it's just not as important as you think, I just want to build all the houses in the village of Wall before winter comes, by the way, I almost forgot to ask you, how is the villa on your manor?" ”

Carl only said: "If all goes well, it will be done by the end of next month, but I need to set it up and move in at least tomorrow summer......"

Mrs. Cohen, the boss who was not far behind the two, saw Surdak eat all the milk and corn she had made in one go, and thought to herself that finally someone thought that the old lady cooked milk and corn delicious, it seems that Surdak is still a knowledgeable person, thinking of this, she holds her full chest. With lightning speed, he scooped a large spoonful of gooey milk corn into Surdak's plate.

“……”

Surdak saw the extra lump of food on his plate, his eyes stared straight at the plate, and he couldn't say a word......