Chapter 86 Autopsy Blacksmith Association and Bronze Level Cat Girl [Seeking the First

Chapter 86 Autopsy Blacksmith Association and Bronze-level Kitten Girl [First Order II]

Faced with Ancetus's request.

The old scholar named Inagio was not surprised.

"Xingyue will tell you the answer."

He nodded, then squatted down and pulled open the linen covering Howard's body.

Ignoring the blood scab that had already hardened and smelled, he carefully examined it.

The abdomen of the corpse was almost chopped apart.

The thin abdominal muscles, fascia and subcutaneous fat could not stop the sharp blade from slashing.

The internal organs were exposed over a large area, and there were also cuts.

According to Blue Star's theory of human body structure, the location where the old scholar Inagio examined was mainly between the umbilicus and the lower abdomen.

The organs in this area include large and small intestines, spleen, stomach, and pancreas.

He looked for clues in large blood clots and intestinal digestive matter.

He looked calm and at ease, and his movements were skillful and light. It was obvious that he often dissected various corpses.

After about ten minutes, the scene was filled with a strange smell of blood mixed with feces.

Harward's abdominal cavity was almost emptied, and all kinds of organs, especially the intestines, were taken out.

The garrison officers in charge of the guard and the halberd soldiers all left the yard with frowns.

It doesn't matter if these soldiers kill people, monsters, or other intelligent races.

But it's completely different for them to witness such a slow and meticulous dissection of the body with their own eyes.

Ansethus tilted his head and only glanced occasionally, enduring the physical discomfort and waiting for the results of the examination.

Ursula stared at her son's body with red eyes, not missing a single glance.

As for Ophelia, she sat farther away, her expression always indifferent and calm.

She had known for a long time that her father would invite a bachelor to examine.

The truth about Howard's death.

Ursula knew, and she also knew that her father, Ansethus, was the only one who was truly unaware.

Soon, the old bachelor Inagio completed the examination.

He glanced at the young apprentice, who immediately brought the clean water and towels that had been prepared in advance.

Soaking his withered hands covered with blood and dirt in the basin, Inagio spoke slowly.

"The child died of massive bleeding in the internal organs."

"The fatal injury was the puncture of the abdominal aorta by a sharp weapon."

"Residual betel nuts were found in the stomach, which is a hallucinogenic fruit popular among young people."

"Both kidneys were slightly atrophied, the body was weak, and it was not strengthened by too much magic element tempering."

"The slashing wounds on the abdomen later may be torture or venting."

He rubbed his hands in the basin and watched the clear water slowly become turbid.

I have to say that this guy is still quite capable.

Most bachelors love to delve into the truth.

They will draw magic models and try to explore the reasons why magic power is transformed into matter.

They will also study animals, plants, and minerals born in various magic environments.

Of course, dissections are often performed.

Including but not limited to humans and various intelligent races of Naroa, as well as naturally born monsters, mutated poultry and livestock, and monsters!

During the total war more than two hundred years ago, scholars dissected monsters and found their weaknesses.

At the same time, they tried to crack the way monsters use magic.

The latter failed, but the former was still very successful.

The "Naroa Monster Weakness Atlas" compiled at that time is still popular today.

It has become the best apprentice manual for major forces, countless adventurers and mercenaries!

You must know that the natives of Naroa and monsters have gradually formed the current situation after hundreds of years of struggle.

During this period, they also experienced several great wars, with highs and lows.

Compared with the ancient past, the war between the natives and monsters in the past one or two hundred years can only be described as a stalemate.

Note that the year here refers to the Naroa year.

If converted to Blue Star years, it will be about doubled.

The words of the old scholar Ignazio obviously did not satisfy Ansitus.

He frowned and could not help asking.

"Can you tell who the murderer is?"

As soon as he said this, Ignazio stopped washing his hands and shook off the water droplets.

"Mr. Ansethus."

"You must know that this is impossible."

"Unless you use the forbidden necromancy..."

"But that's very difficult. If you know a little bit about history, you will find that long before the monsters came, the multi-ethnic coalition of Naroa had completely banned and erased the necromancy."

"The scourge of the dead is not a joke. It is the devil's treasure box, a realm that mortals cannot touch!"

"Of course, it is said that there are still necromancers in this world, provided that you find and convince those gloomy guys in a corner of the continent."

"And even if it is necromancy, it may not be able to find anything."

"You must know that the resurrected dead are mostly not intelligent, and even if they are, they are born later."

The old scholar shrugged and said he could do nothing about it.

His words made Ansethus feel cold in his heart.

But these are the facts.

He asked another question without giving up.

"What weapon did the murderer use?"

This question is easy to answer.

After receiving the money, the old scholar Inagio wiped the sweat off his face with a clean cloth and said casually.

"The weapon that caused the fatal injury may be some kind of sharp cone about 21 inches long."

"The dwarf assassins of Park Island like to use this kind of weapon."

"It could also be a metal thorn of the same length, or even a standard arrow."

"The slashing wounds on the abdomen came from a sharp one-handed knife. Judging from the marks, the murderer's slashing force was not too strong."

After mentioning the arrows, Ursula suddenly turned her head to look at Ophelia.

"It's her! It's her!"

"Who doesn't know that this little bitch inherited her elf mother's eyesight and archery skills!"

"Look at that blond hair and upturned ears, she looks so much like that bitch Sharon!"

In an emotional outburst, Yusula cursed indiscriminately.

Ansetus' veins popped out on his forehead, and he scolded with a deep voice in his throat.

"Shut up!"

"There are two archers in the green leaves of Mor!"

"Even if Harward's fatal injuries were caused by arrows, it doesn't mean anything."

"There are more guys who can use bows in the city than bugs in the ditches."

"And I won't allow you to insult Sharon again!"

His voice was not high, but it echoed deeply in the courtyard, conveying a firm and irrefutable tone.

Ursula was silent, and she hid the evil in her heart again.

Then, Ansetus' tone softened again.

"Honey, Harward is my child too."

"I'm as distressed as you are."

"He would have inherited the glory of Axl and the Colchicum Merchant Group."

"But I absolutely do not believe that his death was related to Ophelia."

"Because my Harward won't hang out with the mob of Morgreenleaf."

"He was just a little naughty..."

Ansetus put his arm around Ursula's shoulders and did not notice that when he said, "Harward is also my child," his stepwife showed a trace of uneasiness on his face.

Ophelia was not surprised by this result.

Her father has guilt and natural trust in her.

If he had to choose between Morr Greenleaf and her, Ansetus would definitely choose her.

And she also knew that the most difficult person to deal with in this matter was not her father.

But Harward's biological mother.

That stepmother who was vicious to the core and so bad that pus leaked out.

If Harward's rants before his death were true, then the vicious Ursula was certainly not as simple as she appeared.

It's a pity that since her mother's death, Ophelia has changed the focus of her life and rarely pays attention to housework.

Perhaps beneath the prosperous appearance of the Akso family, it is already riddled with holes.

This concludes Harward's death.

The old maester Inagio took his bulging purse and left with the young apprentice.

The corpse and the internal organs were hastily stuffed back into the abdominal cavity, filled with straw, and taken to the outskirts of the city by the garrison for cremation.

In the end, only Harward's burned ashes returned to the Axl family manor.

…

At the same time, in the workshop of the Magtan City Blacksmiths Association.

The dwarf, Master Jason Ironforge, was wearing an insulating leather jacket, staring at several deformed copper-clad steel warheads in his hands thoughtfully.

After pondering for a while, he raised his head and looked at the human blacksmith from Boltan Village in front of him.

"Is this the secret weapon you said?"

Although Jason Ironforge is not as tall as a human being, his temperament is as hard as steel.

Although he spoke in common language, he had a thick accent.

Those who can be crowned with the title of master must be at least a third-level blacksmith. In addition to superb forging skills, the level of magic cultivation cannot be lower than silver level.

Blacksmiths of this level can forge rune materials to create weapons or armor with magical effects.

Therefore, senior blacksmiths are also called iron knights.

The human blacksmith in Boltan Village is only a first-level blacksmith who is slightly more powerful than the apprentice.

The hierarchical relationship between technical titles is most vividly reflected in the blacksmith profession.

"Yes, Master Jason!"

"At that time, everyone in the village heard the sound of thunder, which was like the sound of a furnace exploding!"

"There are also flames and smoke rising into the sky."

"The lame groom at the lodge said they used a secret weapon."

"But that guy is an idiot and can't explain why."

"These are all I picked up at the scene. They should be the prototypes of those secret weapons."

The blacksmith of Boltan Village bowed and said.

I saw Jason Ironforge holding the deformed warhead and pouting.

"The surface is just a layer of soft copper with extremely poor magic-conducting ability. It can only adhere to magic and is easily deformed."

"The steel core inside is far inferior to orichalcum."

“These associated mines of orichalcum are far inferior in value to the former.”

"Judging from your description, the other party most likely used a magic gun."

"However, that thing has been put on the shelf since it was designed more than 150 years ago. It was not until alchemy made a breakthrough in magic gunpowder technology in the past ten years that it began to be equipped in major cities."

"It stands to reason that it is impossible for it to flow into private hands."

"And the projectiles of the magic gun are very expensive and are made of real orichalcum."

"The burning propellant containing magic is also expensive to make."

As a master master, the dwarf blacksmith Jason obviously knows some more avant-garde news.

Having said this, he dropped the warheads on the workbench.

Then added.

"The other party may have used some weapons with similar principles."

"You also know that associations from various places always come up with many fancy creations every year."

"Including us!"

He pinched his nose and pointed at the pile of "trial works" in the corner of the workshop.

The young blacksmith from Boltan Village nodded in agreement.

"The master is right..."

The dwarf Jason knew what he wanted and waved his hand.

"Your information is worth half a load of black iron embryos."

"Go find the warehouse manager."

The blacksmith from Boltan Village was waiting for his words, nodded and bowed, and turned to receive the reward.

Before he took a few steps, Jason Iron Furnace was behind him and taught him a lesson.

"Remember to work more iron in normal times. Look at the thin calluses on your hands. They are not even as good as those of a woman embroidering!"

After saying that, he ignored the boy's answer and muttered to himself with his head down.

"When did soft copper-clad steel bullets penetrate a palm-thick rammed earth wall?"

"Is this new technology from somewhere?"

"It seems I have to take some time to go there..."

"Oh, there's this thing."

He turned and looked at a 28-bar bicycle parked next to the workbench.

Stroking the sturdy black lacquered pole, Johnson showed an admiring look.

"Two days ago, I reported this thing to the Blacksmith Association of the Giant City through the association's magic transmission."

"I didn't expect it to attract the attention of the Kingdom's Western Front Battlefield Quartermaster Department."

"Wait until the sun comes, and I have to go to Qiu Shuixian's Western District Caravan."

...

Magtan City, the third circle of the Western District.

In the yard rented by Chen Xuan.

Rebecca was sitting in the side room consolidating her magic element practice.

Her magic element has gradually changed from fully filled light gray to pure white.

This is a sign of officially entering the bronze level, and her physique will also be continuously tempered and strengthened.

The most important copper-level magic element will far exceed the black iron level in both quality and quantity.

Little Nick sat beside her and tried to enter the state of emptiness.

When his body recovered, he could not wait to pester his sister to get the "Basic Magic Element Cultivation Method".

After reading it through, he immediately began to practice.

However, Little Nick's aptitude is average, and it may take several Naroya days to achieve emptiness.

Rebecca, who completed a round of practice, slowly stood up.

Even with her current physique, it will take at least three or four water clocks to fully recover her mobility.

So it is probably impossible to test her speed now.

The main direction of her physical training is speed and reaction ability.

Strength has also been improved to a certain extent, but the extent is lower than that of other ethnic groups of the same level of magic element practitioners.

Thinking of this, Rebecca walked to the corner of the yard, where there was a large bluestone.

In Naroya, building cities, building houses, and repairing roads require a lot of stone materials, and there are almost one or two large rough stones in the houses in the city.

This stone is an irregular oval, with the longest end being about 80 centimeters.

According to the standards of Blue Star, a cubic meter of bluestone weighs about 2.5 tons to 3 tons.

The bluestone in front of me must not be that big.

It is estimated that the volume is only 7 to 1/8 of a cubic meter.

I saw the little cat girl walk forward.

She hugged both ends of the stone with her arms and easily lifted it up by deadlift.

She paused for more than ten seconds and put it down after a slight breath.

Judging from her performance, she still didn't try her best!

Even a man who can bench press 200 kilograms will definitely feel tired if he carries a weight of 150 kilograms for more than ten seconds.

He can easily lift a large bluestone weighing 300 to 400 kilograms. This level is enough to rival those extreme strongmen on Blue Star.

The world record for deadlift on Blue Star is 501 kilograms.

The creator is a big man who is nearly two meters tall and weighs more than 400 pounds.

Rebecca is just a little cat girl who has just entered the bronze level and is good at speed.

If it is replaced by Iron Fist Dwarves, Green Orcs, Trolls and other ethnic groups known for their strength or size.

Their strength performance at the same level will be even stronger!

Let alone Chen Xuan, who is currently about 20% away from the peak of the black iron level.

His strength is already equivalent to those fitness experts who have been doing fitness for many years and can easily bench press twice their body weight.

That's why he can carry Bai Ying away in the KK Park like carrying a dog.

The improvement brought by the magic element level is a qualitative change, and the strengthening of the physique is still very obvious.

And this is only the performance of the initial bronze level.

The future is full of hope!

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