Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 97 Behind the Pitt Family

Richard stood there quietly. On the pillar opposite him, three parasitic demons were tied. One of them still had its trunk intact, while the organs of the other two were broken. The scene was too bloody, and even the most cruel executioner would cover his mouth and want to vomit when seeing it.

"There are 4 parasitic demons left alive. Two of them are no longer valuable for experiments, leaving only the last two intact test subjects.

Fortunately, I have found all the necessary organs that can affect the [Magic Resonance] skill.

The gallbladder, magic bag and brain of the parasitic demon.

The magic bag is an organ on the parasitic demon's body that replaces the lungs. It is used to breathe magic power. The parasitic demon can even take it out of the throat and hold it in the hand to play with it.

The parasitic demon will not die if it loses the magic bag for a short period of time, but will suffocate to death if it loses the magic bag for too long - just like humans can hold their breath temporarily, but cannot hold it forever, otherwise they will suffocate themselves to death.

In addition, it remains to be seen whether the parasitic demon's brain is a necessary organ for [Magic Resonance].

After extracting the parasitic demon's brain, the rich neurons existing in every corner of the parasitic demon's body can still keep the parasitic demon alive, but the parasitic demon will enter a state of convulsions and no intelligence.

The parasitic demon in this state will not release magic resonance, but this does not mean that the parasitic demon must have a brain to release [magic resonance]. It may just be stupid and forget how to release [magic resonance], but its body still retains the ability to release [magic resonance].

Unfortunately, I can’t get a qualified mechanical brain right now, so I have no way to conduct the demonstration experiment. I can only temporarily treat the brain of the parasitic demon as one of the necessary organs.

In addition to the gallbladder, lungs, and brain, there is also the soul of the parasite, which is an invisible and intangible organ. I have no way to conduct experiments and cannot determine whether it is a necessary organ for the [Magic Resonance] skill. "

After checking again and again to confirm that everything was correct, Richard put down the notes in his hand and took a deep breath.

"Combining my previous research data, I have a guess.

First of all, magic has both diffusion and enrichment effects.

Diffusion refers to the transfer of magic from areas of high concentration to areas of low concentration until the magic is evenly distributed in space.

The enrichment effect refers to the spontaneous gathering of magic power towards one area, thus forming a short-term high-magic area.

The fundamental factor that determines whether magic power produces a diffusion phenomenon or an enrichment effect lies in the concentration of the element.

The magic bag of the parasitic demon has the ability to store magic power, while the gall bladder of the parasitic demon has the ability to contain elements.

So I guess that the magic bag of the parasitic demon can form an elemental field of empty magic power, causing the magic power around itself to diffuse, thereby absorbing magic power.

The parasitic demon's gallbladder will then form an element enrichment field, enriching the scattered magic power.

In other words, the parasitic demon's magic bag is equivalent to a magic vacuum cleaner, which can absorb the surrounding magic power, and his gallbladder is equivalent to a magic recycling factory, which can recycle and process the dissipated magic power into usable magic value.

If my guess is correct, then the brain and soul of the parasitic demon are not necessary organs for [Magic Resonance]. As long as there is a magic bag and gallbladder, [Magic Resonance] can be formed. Let's do an experiment to verify it."

As Richard spoke, he took out two small boxes and opened them with a snap.

Eight fresh gallbladders and eight fresh magic bags were neatly arranged in the box, dripping with blood.

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"Yes! I promised Richard that he would issue a letter of apology. He also promised me that at the time. He patted his chest and told me that he would definitely write a letter of apology.

Who knew this guy would go back on his word? He was just trying to buy time. I was fooled, boss."

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"Yes! Yes! Leader, you are right. That's what I told City Lord Xingge at the time, but she didn't take my words seriously at all."

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"Leader, I am not doing my job well. Please punish me."

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"Yes. I should. I don't blame you. I don't blame you. How could I blame you? This is all my fault."

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In the office of the dean of the magic academy, the acting dean, Old Peter, dropped the conch in his hand with a gloomy face. He sat down on the seat, clenched his fist with one hand, and slammed the table hard!
boom!
"Damn it. That woman Xingge pinched me whenever she wanted, and the leader of the Imperial Capital Xingyue Club also punished me whenever she wanted.

I put in so much effort but didn't get any benefit at all and was despised by both sides!
I am just a floor tile. Anyone who walks over me will step on me. It makes me so angry."

Old Pete's chest trembled for a while, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "It's all Richard's fault! The bastard left behind by Hank.

It's fine that Hank is against me, but Richard is against me too. Neither of them is a good person.

Just wait and see. Once I secure my position, I will replace all the people in the Research Institute and the Political Department with my own.

When I take control of the Jinhui Mage Academy, I'll see who dares to yell at me!"

Old Pete's temper came and went quickly. He leaned back in the recliner, half-closing his eyes, and couldn't help but imagine how glorious it would be when he completely took control of the Jinhui Mage Academy.

But at this moment, the conch he placed on the table started to sound again.

"Who is it?" Old Pete frowned. Whenever the conch shell sounded these past two days, nothing good happened.

He took the conch reluctantly, put it to his ear, and asked casually:

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Brother, it's me."

Little Pete - Pete Sue, Old Pete's younger brother.

The Pete family has two heroes. Old Pete works hard at the Golden Glory Mage Academy to accumulate political resources for the family, while young Pete is responsible for managing the family's businesses and ensuring the growth of family wealth.

The two of them have always been interdependent, working together to overcome difficulties and achieve mutual success.

"Su, what's wrong? Is there anything the family needs my help with?"

"Brother, can you come back to see me? I have something urgent to discuss with you."

"what's up?"

"Come to my place. I'm at White Rose Villa in the western suburbs."

Old Pete felt a little strange: "Is there anything that can't be said in a conch?"

"It's not very convenient. It has something to do with the host family."

The Lovsky family - a permanent family on the same level as the Maher family, and the real owners of the Pitt family.

"I understand." Old Pete's face changed and he quickly hung up the conch. He tidied up the office, signed a "business trip" form at the sign-in counter, and then hurriedly drove to the western suburbs.

White Rose Villa is a quiet place hidden in the barren rocky mountains in the western suburbs. The emerald green lawn is like a huge green carpet, spread at the foot of the villa, dotted with wild flowers. Looking up, the main building of White Rose Villa stands in front of you. It is a European-style building made of white marble, elegant and solemn. Under the sunlight, the marble surface glitters with a faint luster, dazzling and extraordinary.

The spacious and bright hall, the exquisite sofas and coffee tables, the huge oil paintings, and the back garden full of white roses - the scenery of the entire White Rose Villa is like a beautiful painting.

Owning such a magnificent manor in the desolate western suburbs is undoubtedly a reflection of the Pitt family's financial strength.

However, old Pete, who had something on his mind, had no intention of appreciating the scenery of the manor. After entering the gate, he drove straight to the main building of the manor.

When he drove to the door of the main building, servants were already waiting there.

A servant helped him drive the car away, and another servant led him into the main building.

Soon, Old Pete saw his brother. Little Pete was standing outside the door of his bedroom, standing straight.

"Su?" Old Pete looked at Little Pete in confusion. "Why are you standing here?"

"Brother, keep your voice down, there are distinguished guests inside." Little Pete winked at Old Pete, then personally helped Old Pete adjust his collar and tie.

This action made Old Pete realize at once the importance of the distinguished guest in the room.

He gave Little Pete a puzzled look and asked about the identity of the distinguished guest. But Little Pete did not answer him directly, but knocked on his bedroom door.

With a creak, the door slowly opened.

Little Pete went in first, and Old Pete took a deep breath and also walked into the room.

As soon as Old Pete entered the room, he saw a young man in a black robe sitting on Little Pete's bed, with the quilt just lifted.

This scared old Pete, because he knew that his brother was a mysophobia person, and usually little Pete didn't even like the servants to help him clean the room, but now little Pete actually gave his bed to that man.

"Pete Sue, Pete K." The young man did not speak, but a strange female voice came out of him, reading out the names of Old Pete and Little Pete.

The sound startled Old Pete. It was a sound similar to that made by a magic device, very strange.

"Mommy, we are brothers." Little Peter said respectfully. "Mommy, my brother has been studying at the magic academy. He knows little about the family affairs and doesn't know your specific identity. Can you allow me to introduce you to him?"

"Sure. Tell him."

Little Pete breathed a sigh of relief. He pointed at the man on the bed and said to Old Pete:
“Brother, this is Mommy from the capital, our master’s partner.

The main business of our Pete family is the club, and the success of the club depends entirely on the quality and level of the girls.

Mommy has magical skills that can make girls who are not good-looking become as beautiful as flowers and stunningly beautiful.

Since three years ago, Mommy has been helping our Pete family occupy the club market in the City of Travel and compete with the Anthony family in the Imperial Capital.

Because of Mommy, the quality of our girls is on par with that of the Anthony family. If it weren’t for Mommy, our Pitt family’s business would have been wiped out by the Anthony family long ago.”

"Ohhhh. I see."

Old Pete didn't fully understand, as he was not very familiar with the affairs of the club, but he could tell from his brother's attitude that this strange man named 'Mommy' must be very important to his family.

So he said respectfully:

"Mummy, I'm Old Pete, and I'll soon become the dean of the Golden Glory Mage Academy. Just tell me what you need."

"I do have something to ask you." Black Mommy said, "My power is related to my bloodline, and I have been collecting bloodlines. Special bloodlines can help me gain powerful abilities.

I'm having some problems right now and there's no way I can collect them myself.

You are my best partners in the city of travel, and I hope you can help me collect it.”

"Bloodline?" Old Pete was a little confused: "What exactly do you mean by bloodline?"

"Bloodline is something hidden in the blood of the soldiers. All living beings have bloodline in their blood.

Different individuals of the same race will have different bloodlines.

Each individual's bloodline is unique. I need unique bloodlines from different individuals, the more the better.

So I need you to help me collect blood on a large scale in the Traveling City, but I don't want the amount of blood - there is no difference between a drop of blood and a large bag of blood collected from the same individual.

What I need is blood from a variety of sources, collected from different individuals.

Do you understand what I mean?"

Old Pete and Little Pete looked at each other and saw the understanding in each other's eyes.

Little Pete leaned over and said, "I understand, Mommy, I will prepare it as soon as possible."

"No! Not as soon as possible, but now." Black Mammy said anxiously:
"I don't have that much time to waste. No matter what method you use, you must collect at least 10,000 blood samples for me by tomorrow night at the latest."

"Tomorrow night?" Old Pete's heart skipped a beat. He was very sensitive to this time point because Richard, who had tricked him, would be awarded an honor in the auditorium of the Travel City tomorrow night.

This is the first time that someone from the City of Travel has received the Silver Cross, so Richard's awarding ceremony will be very grand.

Because there had been some romantic scandals between Richard and the Lord of Xingge City who awarded Richard the medal, various newspapers have been competing to report on the matter recently.

Old Pete asked cautiously, "Mommy, you said that blood will give you strength. Do you need more strength to do something tomorrow night?"

Black Mommy immediately looked at Old Pete and said gloomily:

"Don't ask too much about things that you shouldn't ask. You just need to answer me whether you are able to prepare at least 10,000 bloodlines for me before tomorrow night."

Although he didn't get a positive answer, Old Pete felt that he had confirmed Black Mammy's thoughts.

Old Pete suddenly became excited! No matter what Black Mommy wanted to do, it was obvious that what he was going to do was not conducive to the awarding ceremony.

Being able to cause trouble for Richard would be considered as revenge.

I was so sleepy that someone gave me a pillow.

So Old Pete immediately patted his chest and promised:
"Don't worry, Mommy. There won't be any problem with just 1 bloodlines. I won't have to get them for you tomorrow morning!"

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(End of this chapter)