Fisher's expression changed slightly, as the "magic circuit" he saw on the other man's arm was quite familiar.

Yes, he recognized at a glance that what was shining on Hodor's body was not a human magic circuit at all, but a very crude imitation.

I still remember that when Fisher had a conflict with the "Soul Secretary" Philon in the Southern Continent, he once borrowed the soul of a child to create some kind of clean energy, just as the soul theory has discovered, the reason why a living being can use "magic" to engrave magic to cause the world to resonate is because a person's soul contains very abundant energy.

Filone used the technique of soul extraction to desecrate his life, and used such a technique to fight fiercely with Fisher, so he remembered what he looked like when he used it, and at this moment Helldor's hand appeared in his hand.

He's engraving magic with soul energy, and the cardinal has Filoon's technology among them!

"Zizi. What's wrong, Mr. Fisher? ”

Herdor noticed the change in the expression on Fisher's face, he seemed to have no idea what the principle of his magic was at all, and thought that his soul had been transplanted to the machine, so he didn't know why Fisher was in a daze.

Fisher's brows furrowed slightly, and the magic circuit in his hand was extinguished little by little, turning back to a dim appearance, and then he shook his head and said to Herdor,

"Mr. Herdor, may I take the liberty of asking how much magic you have engraved since you changed your body?"

"Zizi. How much magic? ”

A little steam came out of Hardor's mouth again, and then he recalled it carefully,

"Since changing my body, my magical abilities have not been as good as they used to be, and many of the high-ring magic that could have been engraved can no longer be engraved. Also, my family told me that a lot of engraving magic would cause damage to my body now, and that I would need to replace the parts again, so I rarely engraved magic during this time. From the very beginning, there were probably one or two hundred magic spells engraved. What's the matter, Mr. Fisher, is there something wrong? ”

Although Fisher didn't have a special expression when he heard this, the thought of "sure enough" already appeared in his heart.

His guess was correct, not only did the cardinal put Hardore's consciousness into the cardinal, but in order for him to still be able to engrave magic, the cardinal also placed a "soul fuel" in his cardinal, and compared to the previous degree of application of Philon, the cardinal's technology was more mature.

When Philon used this technology at that time, in order to pursue the ultimate output, the consumption speed was very fast, and he almost didn't directly dismantle the inner city, but now it can be engraved with hundreds of magic in Hardor's body.

He shook his head, just turned his head to look at the clock on the wall, and said to Herdor,

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that tomorrow we're going to enter the kingdom of Nirbalon, right? Miss Valentina was worried that your body wouldn't let you go with you, and that I would stay on the ship, but you didn't want to, did you? ”

"If we continue to engrave magic tonight, I'm worried about whether it will increase your risk of getting sick of old age, and I'm also worried about your body, why don't we take a break for a while?"

Fisher didn't know if Herdor's current problems had anything to do with the cardinal's depletion of soul fuel in his body, but the thought that Herdor was burning a person's soul by engraving magic meant that Fisher couldn't let the other person do it anymore, even if he didn't know about it.

He knew that young children full of fantasies about the future had died in such agony, and he was filled with contempt for such technology.

Cardinal.

Fisher should have thought a long time ago, he shouldn't have fantasized about the so-called Creation Society, they are the same as Philon and Earwind, and the reason why they are chasing and killing Earwind now is only because he leaked the whereabouts of the creation of the Manual, and it is not because of any compassionate kindness.

Herdor glanced up at Fisher, then nodded and put down the carving knife and ring in his hand, the steam gushing out of his mouth was like the white whiskers on the lips of an old man, just like his helplessness at this moment,

"Zizi. You're right, I shouldn't think about that now, as long as I can accompany Miss Valentina and achieve her family's goals. Today I should take a break, and tomorrow I have to convince her not to let me stay on the ship, which is a hundred times more painful than nailing me in a coffin. ”

Then he swept around and said generously to Fisher,

"Zizi. My physical condition is limited, but Mr. Fisher is still young, and here are all the magic materials provided by the Turan family for this operation, basically all kinds of materials, even if Mr. Fisher has a need for some special materials, I can apply to them, so you can take the materials here at will. This is the key to my workshop, and you can come and engrave magic at any time. ”

Herdor pushed a key to open the room on the table to Fisher, his tone rather calm.

Fisher swept around the mountain of materials around him, picked up the key without hesitation, and then stood up and picked up the medicine for Iros on the table to leave,

"Then I'll be respectful and obedient, and I'll engrave the right magic for this operation."

"Zizi. Mr. Fisher, wait a minute."

Just as Fisher was about to leave, Herdor suddenly stopped Fisher and made him turn his head to look at his mechanical body.

"What's wrong?"

"Zizi. It's nothing, it's just that, Mr. Fisher, as you can see, Valentina doesn't actually have a lot of experience in doing things outside, she's still very young, you can tell from the helpers she hired but there is no way to do it, chasing the Frost Snow Sycamore Tree is a very risky thing, especially for the Turan family. ”

Herdor's calm and dull voice could not hide the truth of his words, and Fisher completely turned to face him,

"She risked her life to find the Sycamore Tree, and I don't want her to end up in a defeat and death, but may I beg Mr. Fisher to do all he can to help her? Of course, Valentina is a good boy who knows how to repay her kindness, she will not disappoint you, and she will make you equally rewarding."

"Dead? Sounds like the secret of the Turan family, and it has something to do with your purpose of finding the Frost and Snow Sycamore Tree? ”

"Zizi. Yes, that's all I can reveal to you right now, and any more would be overdone. But Valentina will always tell you after you gain her trust. How about it, can I implore Mr. Fisher to help Valentina? ”

Help Valentina, not the Turan family?

Fisher was silent for a moment, then raised the magic materials in his hand and answered,

"I have the same goal as Miss Valentina, and I have to reach the Frosty Sycamore Tree, and until then, helping her is helping myself. So, rest assured. ”

"Zizi. That's it, that's it. Good night, Mr. Fisher. ”

"Good night."

Fisher left Herdor's magic workshop, and the corridor of the cabin was quiet, and this floor was inhabited by the Turan family, Valentina and Herdol's rooms were here, and there were some living maids' rooms, so even the decoration style was very different.

He walked back with a large pile of medicinal herbs, and Emhardt on his shoulder began to beep again.

"Phew, I finally got out of that guy's room, and his shelves were mostly all about magic, except for one mythology book that I was interested in, and I hadn't read it yet. But. But then again, I'm really interested in the mysterious person he said could help him change his body, when did he have such a technique, you know? ”

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

"Cut, forget it, I still want to share with you a little bit of information I just saw in those books, it's about the phoenix species~"

Fisher glanced at the scholar next to him, who was looking up and looking elsewhere, and he looked so that he almost didn't let Fisher reach out and beat him.

He paused slightly, then sighed and said,

"Our deal, you're going to end up with the contents of a very tempting book from me, right? Then technology is about the knowledge you want to get. ”

"It's really fake. Would you do the same? I mean, can you help me install a pair of robotic arms, so I can fight back when you're bullying me or something, like that Heldor. ”

Sir Shu shook his body in mid-air, as if he was swinging a fist at the void, and while swinging his fist, he silently moved away from Fisher, for fear that he would catch himself and torture him again, but apparently Fisher was not in the mood to fight with him now, but just said,

"So, until you said it."

"Cut, what kind of information are you talking about, but forget it, it's hard for you stinky boy to say a few comfortable words. That's right, I saw a little story in the mythological book on the bookshelf just now, which is about the youngest daughter of the Phoenix King, the Moon Princess, but I don't know if it's true or not. You know, since humans have made up a lot of abilities for them that they don't even have, it's outrageous."

"Moon Princess?"

Fisher suddenly thought of the strangely shaped scimitar she held in her hand when she first met Valentina, and that weapon was the sword of the Phoenix Moon Princess, but Fisher had experienced the power of that weapon once, and felt far inferior to Arajina's Ice Prince Sword

"Ah, yes, the Moon Princess is the favorite daughter of the Phoenix King, and she has a good relationship with all the races in the North, I heard that at that time, the Six Clans all thought that she would be the next Phoenix King. But what I'm going to say doesn't have such a grand background, but is a small thing in the Phoenix family. ”

"It is said that after defeating the Chaos Species that invaded the North, the King of the Phoenix held a dinner with the Six Clans on the Sycamore Tree, and even the Saints came to the North to celebrate their victory. But at the end of the dinner, an uninvited guest appeared in the banquet hall. ”

Emhart's voice was a little lower, as if what happened next surprised him,

"The person who came was a demon from the Western Continent, but he didn't say which demon it was, it just said that he came to celebrate the victory of the phoenix species, but he forgot to bring a congratulatory gift, so he wanted to make a bet with the king of the phoenix. If the demon loses, he will compensate for this faux pas of forgetting to bring a gift, and repay the king of the phoenix a hundredfold; And if the King of the Phoenix loses, then the King of the Phoenix will forgive the demon for his faux pas and give him an additional ten humans as sacrifices."

"Ancient humans are too weak and at the bottom of the ranks, so no race cares about them at all, only races like demons that need desire have a good relationship with them, so the so-called ten humans are equivalent to an additive, and of course you can guess the end of the story, there is no victory in betting with demons."

The King of the Phoenix lost the gamble, so he had to forgive the demon for his faux pas and gave him ten humans, and the demon took the ten humans and drank to apologize to the King of the Phoenix for his faux pas. But the Moon Princess, who has a good relationship with all living beings, left the table in anger and returned to her fiefdom, and no longer returned to the Frost Snow Sycamore Tree. Very interesting, this story. ”

Fisher glanced at Emhart next to him speechlessly, completely oblivious to the point of telling this story to himself, except that he could let himself know that the long-dead Moon Princess was a high-ranking subhuman who was very kind to humans, he felt as speechless as if he had listened to a piece of lace news.

"So, you're triggering demonic traumatic stress disorder because you heard the term 'demon' and want to share it with me so that I can comfort you?"

Emhardt's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief,

"Mother, how is this possible, I mean, that legendary demon behaves a lot like worship, that demon! And once you have a relationship with that demon, it's not a good thing, and I even suspect that the apoption of the phoenix species has something to do with that demon. Well, it's also possible that she's bored and wants to come over and have fun, but."

"Demons? What are you talking about, can I listen to it? ”

"Ahhh O Bhammon! Fisher, help!! ”

Just as Emhart was panicked to explain to Fisher, a female voice suddenly came from behind him, which frightened him into Fisher's arms like lightning in mid-air, and instantly turned into a harmless dead corpse, motionless.

“.”

Fisher looked up at the apologetic smile that had just come down from the stairs with a speechless face, yes, in fact, he saw Hedilyn coming down from the stairs just now, but Emhart was so scared when he talked about the big demon "Baimon", so he didn't interrupt him, but he didn't expect Hedilyn's sudden appearance to almost scare him to death, and he thought that Baimon came to ask for his life.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fisher, I just heard a conversation downstairs so I came over to take a look, I didn't expect your friend."

Hedilyn's black hair still wore the turquoise crown, which made her look far from that of a traditional servant, adding a bit of mature intellectual beauty, but at this moment, she blinked her right eye because she apologized to Fisher, making her look cute and naughty

This contradictory feeling made Fisher look at her more, and at the same time shook his head, and raised the medicinal herbs in his hand at her,

"It's nothing, he's just talking about the myths of the North, and I'm interested in the history and sub-races of the North, so I'm asking him a little bit more. By the way, this is the medicinal herb that Herdor gave me just now, saying that he was going to boil water for Sister Eloth to drink, is there any place on the ship where such a thing can be done? ”

"Allah, I'm very interested in subhumans, it's really rare. Mr. Balzac, who was on board, was very interested in the history of the North, but he had some disdain for sub-races, so he often quarreled with Phyllis, which troubled me very much."

She touched her cheek in distress, and the body with the mature fragrance moved closer to Fisher, and unconsciously touched Fisher's arm, wanting to take the medicinal herbs from his hand.

"As for these herbs, I can take you to the kitchen, just follow me."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Fisher always thinks that this sister. Well, it seems that I was a little too enthusiastic about myself, and I felt a little like this from the time I first got on the boat, but it was hidden by the sight of other people at the time.

Hedilyn in front reached out and held the medicinal herbs in his hand but found that Fisher was looking at herself and did not let go, she simply smiled and grabbed Fisher's sleeve with one hand, and gently dragged him upstairs,

"It's not far away, it's upstairs, and you can bring it directly to the nun when it's done, and the other maids are resting now, and it's not good to trouble them any more. Well, but I guess if a handsome man like Mr. Fisher called them at night, they wouldn't refuse. ”

She led Fisher upstairs, turned around and winked at him, the burning heat flickering under her long eyelashes, undisguised to fall on Fisher's muscular muscles.

"Then I'll trouble you, Lady Hedilyn."

"Uh-huh, of course it's good to help you guys as a guest on the ship, isn't it good for the eldest lady, isn't it, what are you looking for. Well, the sycamore tree still depends on you. By the way, are you hungry right now? I have a habit of cooking supper at night and we can eat together if you are hungry"

Fisher followed her upstairs a little uncomfortably, he wanted to break free of the other party's hand holding his sleeve, but he shook it slightly and found that she was very dead, and if he wanted to break free, the action was too obvious, and it was easy to make the other party's face ugly.

"Thank you, Miss Hedilyn, but forget it, I'm not in the habit of eating supper."

He had no choice but to let her tug at his cuffs and casually refuse her invitation.

But she didn't expect that after this sentence came out, Hedilyn, who was walking in front, suddenly slowed down, she looked back at Fisher behind her with some distress, and pinched her lower abdomen quite obviously in front of him with her right hand.

She glanced at her stomach, then looked up at Fisher in front of her with a little resentment, and said,

"Sure enough, you men are all disgusted women who are greedy and fat, right?"

Fisher glanced at her soft belly, which was obviously shaped, but far from fat, and didn't want to say anything, but said politely,

"Why, Miss Hedilyn isn't fat at all, it's just that I don't have much appetite at night."

"Uh-huh, then I'll take it seriously, sweet-mouthed gentleman Nari."

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