The five-milliliter bitter water provided by the porcelain village of Old Hewlett can form nearly ten times the bitter binder under Raymond's processing configuration, which is barely enough to make up for the physical defects of a porcelain man with mutilated limbs.

However, this special adhesive, which can only be used after high-temperature heating, can only play a role at the high temperature formed by the flame of Raymond's magic to achieve the effect of repairing the porcelain man's body.

And after a detailed examination of the porcelain girl Blanche's body, Raymond finally understood the origin of this bitter water and the reason for its extremely small production.

Although there is a difference between high and low, fat and thin bodies, in fact, the weight of each of them should be similar at the beginning, and in the process of their growth and development, their weight also represents the lifespan they have.

In the substance that makes up the body, the bitter water that exists like blood is actually equivalent to their blood, which can only be produced after a long period of cultivation, and the secret of how to extract this substance is only held by the porcelain man old Hewlett in the entire porcelain village.

Therefore, after having a way to completely recover the porcelain man's limbs, Raymond chose a porcelain figure who had lost both legs and reshaped two legs for him to walk normally.

As if playing with mud, Raymond, who roughly measured the weight of his legs, mixed the porcelain powder provided by the elder Hewlett of the porcelain village with the bitter binder, and then after pinching out the shape of the legs, he melted them with the help of his magic The high temperature melted the broken legs of the porcelain man, and then glued the shaped legs.

The pain caused by the high temperature made the injured middle-aged porcelain man very painful, but it had the effect of melting the bitter water. The two porcelain legs, which were originally lifeless, were glued to his body, but they could quickly be manipulated by the porcelain man, allowing him to stand up again and walk freely.

The magical scene stunned all the porcelain people present, but Raymond stopped old Hewlett from thanking him and invited him directly to the room for the first frank communication.

"Did the substance you provide come from the porcelain man's body?" Raymond said after closing the door shut, and immediately shook the somewhat hunchbacked old Hewlett.

Old Hewlett, who stood in the center of the room, had some faint black lines on his face in vain, and his somewhat hunched back straightened in an instant.

Ripples of the force field quickly appeared on the surface of the body. Old Hewlett's eyes, his hands clenched, sharpened, and his momentum grew as his face was completely covered in black stripes.

With a teasing smile on his face, Raymond stood tall at the door of the room, his pupils flashing with red dots. At the moment when he watched old Hewlett's momentum climb to the top and was about to burst, he raised his hands and began to applaud.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Raymond was also very curious. But he was applauding and sighing at the same time. "As a porcelain man who has hidden his strength, do you think you can compete with me?"

"How did you know this secret?" There was murderous intent in his eyes, and his originally pale neck was also filled with black lines extending from his cheeks, and the kind porcelain elder aura also changed. "This is a secret that has been passed down from generation to generation by the porcelain people, what do you want?"

"The strength of a top knight, coupled with the sharp weapons that come with talent. You can face two ordinary grand knights without being defeated," Raymond slowly walked towards old Hewlett, and finally stopped at the edge of the range that old Hewlett almost attacked, and shook his head at him. "But to deal with a second-level wizard. Even if there are ten more porcelain people like you, it will not be possible. ”

Raymond, who looked calm, but there was a tease in his eyes, quickly made old Hewlett lose his fighting spirit, and he suddenly lifted his inexplicable force field, and staggered and stumbled down on the chair behind him. "What the hell do you want......

Raymond, who was playful, did not answer directly, but dragged the chair next to him and sat in. "Now it's not what I want, it's what you want!"

Old Hewlett, who looked up in amazement, had despair and confusion in his eyes, and Raymond, who smiled bitterly when he saw this, had to stretch out his hand to explain to him. "What do you think of me as the liquid extracted from your porcelain figures, under my configuration, can restore the porcelain people's crippled bodies, and reduce unnecessary waste in quantity compared to the methods you have used before?"

It was like a tongue twister, and after thinking for a moment, old Hewlett understood what Raymond meant, but he obviously still had concerns, and he stopped talking.

Seeing this, Raymond smiled leisurely, and couldn't help but start to advance. "So in other words, is the attack on the porcelain village by the Crow Castle related to this?"

After a pause, old Hewlett, who immediately raised his head, had shock in his eyes, and after he took a deep breath, he nodded heavily. "Crow Castle is the way to get it, so that's why we are forced to rebel......"

Raymond, who snapped his fingers casually, and a relieved expression appeared on his face, took it without waiting for old Hewlett to finish. "Because the way this liquid is extracted from the porcelain people's body is related to the survival of the porcelain race, as long as it is not involved in such a problem, you will not lead the people to resist, right?"

"In every porcelain village, there is only one person at most who can master such a method," said old Hewlett, whose voice had become a little hoarse, with bitterness on his face. "No one but the porcelain people can obtain such a method, even if the whole clan is destroyed! Because this is the guarantee of the survival of the porcelain people, there is no possibility of negotiation......

"I don't care how it's extracted, but I'm one of those who needs you to provide this substance," Raymond candidly said his request after roughly understanding Old Hewlett's bottom line. "In addition to the adhesive that will restore the porcelain figure's body, how much can you provide me with every day?"

"That thing is equivalent to the life of a porcelain man!" Old Hewlett, who became a little excited when he heard the sound, clenched his fists and roared at Raymond. "You want to kill a few porcelain figures a day to be satisfied!"

"Based on the current two-day supply, then I need to stay with you for more than a year before I can collect enough of this substance," Raymond, unaffected by old Hewlett's roar, slowly raised a finger. "The share I need can be drawn without affecting the health of your people, isn't that not possible?"

The raised fist hung above his head, and his angry expression froze, but old Hewlett soon had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and asked with some uncertainty. "Is that all you ask?"

"I'm probably going to need to stay here for a while, so though it's important to me, it's not so strong as to make me lose my mind and start a massacre," Raymond said directly to old Hewlett, who was still reserved in front of him. "And I'd love to do some research on life forms like you porcelain, so I hope the relationship between the two sides can remain friendly!"

"The people of Crow Castle will be back soon, and our village will not be able to withstand their next attack," said old Hewlett, who was obviously still worried, but did not give a direct answer, but stated his previous plans. "So we were all going to get out of here and go into the mountains across the lake to find a new settlement......

"What is Viara of the Red Crow Castle?" Raymond, who immediately interrupted old Hewlett's words, a smile appeared on his face. "And what is the level of the team that came to your village?"

Old Hewlett, whose eyes lit up instantly, also understood what Raymond meant. "Mistress Viara of the Crow Castle is a second-level wizard, but she never leaves her wizard tower!" (To be continued......)