Blood tax

Chapter 249 Your whole body is full of weapons, girls have to be careful!

Second Age August 1444, 8.

Griffith ushered in his second day in Canaan in trepidation.He didn't know when Galadia would take him to meet his family at home, maybe today, maybe tomorrow.He didn't know what would happen in the Consul's office, so he could only relieve his tension by reviewing "Ann Hathaway".

He tried using the Echo Crystal to contact them.The signal in Canaan City was excellent, but the girl didn't seem to get up yet, and she didn't respond at all.

Griffith, who had nothing to do, left a note and walked to the Canaan Library alone, planning to spend the whole day there, expecting to find some information about Minos and the Lawbreaker there. route information.

Canaan in the sun is a city of trees, gardens, and white stone buildings.Old golden oaks and intricate jacarandas are interspersed with red and white spiers.Cobblestone or white marble streets are spotless, buildings are often covered with royal blue or bright green thin glass, balconies and spiral staircases can be seen everywhere, window sills, railings and columns are decorated with flowers and plants, many residents are playing harps, wind instruments or singing, beautiful admirable.

Last night, those weird rats and the whispering and peeping outside the temple were all gone, as if they had never appeared in a dream.

Along the way, Griffith was amazed to find taverns, wine cellars, pubs, and the like situated on boulevards or along clear streams, outnumbering even parks, markets, and libraries.Many elves come and go in and out of it, drinking from the first sunrise of the sun.

In his cognition, shouldn't alcohol, like drinks, be part of the food ration?Why are there so many taverns set up alone? Could it be that the elves have reached the point where they will be unhappy if they can't drink at any time?

Griffith came to a towering blue spire.Built of heavy stone and clad in white marble, the building is located in the heart of the city.There are countless magical animals carved on the walls and roof, and the high ceilings, exquisite reliefs and blue-green plants of the hall on the first floor can be seen from the high steps.

This is the Great Library of Canaan.

A small group of elves was gathering on the steps of the Great Library.Melrose, the director of the Psionic Research Center whom he just met yesterday, was also in the crowd, shouting about something together.

Griffith approached curiously to have a look.He turned a large column, and suddenly saw a well-armed procession of elven rangers and knights.Originally, they were just on guard against the rioting crowd from a distance, but when they saw the quasi-knights, they were a little ready to move.

Melrose also noticed the commotion here, hurriedly left the crowd, grabbed Griffith before the rangers and knights moved, led him to the side, and said seriously: "This is not a game that humans can participate in. You'd better stand a little farther away, little knight."

"What are you doing?"

"We are fighting for our rights, the freedom to mate, and the lifting of the quota restrictions on magic power crystals!" said the director, waving his fist.

"Then is it okay for you to leave like this?"

"It doesn't matter, we won't succeed anyway, we just yell. However, the limited estrus time must meet the mating task with the designated partner, even if it is God's will, it is really not reconciled!" The director took Griffith Come to the small bar by the river, sit down there, and the beautiful half-elf waitress brings them cold drinks.Melrose took a sip and said, "Speaking of which, human beings are really nice. They can go into heat whenever they want. The mating task is easily completed."

"Rest..." Griffith's expression turned pale, "Mating, or a mission?"

"Yes, otherwise who will give birth to the next generation of elves? You humans are so good, except for your short life span." Melrose nodded enviously, then took out a small silver box from his pocket, and put With a slender crystal needle.With his slender fingers, he installed the fine needle, and used his wand to dissolve the magic crystal into a liquid, and mixed it with a small jar of terrazine at a ratio of 7:100.

Under Griffith's amazed gaze, Melrose skillfully rolled up the cuff of his left arm, patted his arm and stared for a while, pinpointed the vein and pierced the needle tip into the flesh, pushing the small needle heart.

"what--!"

Melrose sighed contentedly, softening like overcooked noodles.

Griffith asked: "What did you inject today? Is it a magic crystal?"

Melrose moved his eyelids, looked around lazily, raised his head weakly and said, "That's right, seven percent solution, do you want to try it?"

The quasi-knight shook his head again and again: "Thank you, I don't want it, and at the same time I advise you not to destroy your body."

Melrose lay back on the seat, staring at the back of the maid not far away, and said with some regret: "You are right, but I feel restless when I have nothing to do. Relying on this pastime. It was really wonderful at the beginning, and it can stimulate the growth of mental strength. But after a long time, it will not be so exciting."

After admiring the maid's curves, he turned around and whispered rather mysteriously, "Hey, you know what? We're going to die."

Griffith naturally wouldn't believe it: "Why?"

Melrose looked at the ceiling and said with an unloved expression: "It's not just a matter of fertility. Fewer and fewer newborns are born every year. Not only that, but the desire of Canaanite citizens has also become more and more serious. It's getting lower and lower, and there are fewer and fewer good citizens like me who actively mate. Even if it's me, I don't have any stimulation and I don't have the slightest interest~
"If a war with heavy casualties breaks out, the lost population may never be replaced. Our Senate has long issued a bill allowing half-elfs and honorary citizens to join our army, and even become the main force. Formal citizenship."

He complained for a while, then suddenly changed the subject: "Are you the lawbreaker path?"

"Yes," seeing that the director might be more serious on this topic, Griffith asked earnestly with some expectation, "My path was cut off at Sequence 7. Do you know the subsequent promotion conditions or rituals? The legend also Can."

"Dream," Melrose waved his hand, "I think back then, spellcasters must have paid a huge price to lure paladins and demon hunters to overthrow you. How could it be possible to leave behind the inherited knowledge."

"..." Griffith was stunned.

"Why, don't you know?" Speaking of this topic, the director of research suddenly became interested somehow, and suddenly sat up straight, "Although there is no written record, we have a private guess that the lawbreaker treats wizards so well. The obvious restraint made the latter the master of this world. Can't your shallow mind think of the reason?

"Those demon hunters and paladins are indeed powerful, but they are not opponents of spellcasters. This is an obvious thing. Strengthening shields, improving defenses, projecting power, gathering energy mentality, concealment, detection, and all these extraordinary abilities, have a lot of power. Which one cannot be imitated by magic?"

Indeed, only the resistance to magic is different... Griffith nodded inwardly.

Melrose said with a natural expression: "The only way to annihilate and disperse magic itself is that magic cannot do. It is simply a natural enemy destined to cut off your inheritance is a reasonable thing."

"But why would other Beyonders provide assistance?" Griffith asked casually.

"I can guess with my toes that the lawbreaker must have done something wicked and violated everyone's interests," Melrose replied immediately, "do you know what the name of the lawbreaker's Sequence 6 is?" ?”

I know... Griffith was silent for a moment.

"Your Sequence 6 name is War Knight," the elf whispered mysteriously, "Hush, don't say anything, my friend, this name is forbidden knowledge."

"why?"

"The name of the Extraordinary Sequence is not just a name, but also a clue." At this point, Melrose kept silent and didn't go any further.

The two were silent for a while, and the elf suddenly thought of something, and said with great interest:
"Why do you think I know this?"

Griffith shook his head involuntarily.

"Because, actually, I am quite envious of you lawbreakers," Melrose said with an astonishing thought, "I have studied in depth how to transform myself into a lawbreaker, don't look at me like this, I am also a center of psionic research The director of the school can come into contact with a lot of knowledge that you can't think of.

"Unfortunately, I failed."

"Why?! I mean, why do you want to become a lawbreaker?" Griffith asked suspiciously.The extraordinary path where the knowledge of promotion has been lost, and there are still elves who want to turn it around.

A strange smile flashed across Melrose's face:

"When you reach Sequence 7, your body strength and power control will be strengthened in all directions.

"Your bodies are full of weapons, girls, be careful!"

It took Griffith a moment to understand.Before he could say something, Melrose continued:
"Also, hehehe, the Sequence 7 Spellbreaker has a certain probability of mastering the attack method that destroys mental power. Although it cannot be projected from a long distance, it is also very powerful.

"Hee hee hee hee, just imagine those cute, serious and intelligent girls with rich knowledge and powerful magic power, please use your imagination, you can't resist your wrist and be overwhelmed, their delicate and rich spirit Force broken by wave after wave of impact, unconscious in convulsions,
"The clenched silver teeth tremble,
"Sensitive nerves kneaded by fiery touch and force,
"They struggled to gather their sanity again, only to be devastated by the never-ending flood, again and again..."

Griffith's eyes widened, thinking he was hallucinating.

"It's a bit vulgar to say, but I'm *&$%!" Melrose sighed contentedly, stood up and grabbed the half-elf hostess, and disappeared behind the door at the corner without saying goodbye. Know where to go.

Griffith rubbed his face, sighed, and was about to find something to do.

Hey, I don't know if Lana will regret it if he finds out.

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