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Chapter 86 Autopsy The Blacksmiths Association and the Bronze-Level Kitty Girl [Please order for the first time Ⅱ]

Confronted with the request of Ansetus.

The old maester named Inagio was not surprised.

"Xingyue will tell you the answer."

He nodded, then squatted down and pulled away the linen covering Harward's body.

Ignoring the hardened and smelly blood scab, I began to examine it carefully.

The belly of the corpse was almost chopped to pieces.

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

A large area of ​​the internal organs was exposed, and there were also slash marks.

According to what Blue Star said about human body structure, the location examined by old bachelor Inagio was mainly between the umbilical area and the hypogastric area.

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

He searched for clues in large blood clots and intestinal digestion.

His expression was calm and composed, his movements skillful and light, and he obviously often dissected various corpses.

About ten minutes later, the place was filled with a strange smell of blood mixed with feces.

Harward's abdominal cavity was almost hollowed out, and various organs, especially his intestines and stomach, were removed.

The garrison officer in charge and the halberdiers frowned and left the yard.

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

But for them to witness such a slow and meticulous dissection of a body was completely different.

Ansetus tilted his head and only glanced at it occasionally, suppressing his physical discomfort and waiting for the test results to be released.

Yusula stared at her son's body with red eyes, without even missing a glance.

As for Ophelia, she sat further away, her expression always cold and plain.

She had known that her father would call in the maester to examine him.

The truth about Harward's death.

Ursula knew, and she also knew, that only her father, Ansetus, was truly unaware.

Soon, old maester Inagio completed the inspection.

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

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

"The child died of massive organ hemorrhage."

"The fatal injury was that the abdominal aorta was punctured by a sharp instrument."

"Residues of betel nut, a hallucinogenic fruit popular among young people, were found in the stomach."

"The kidneys are a little atrophied and the body is weak. It has not been strengthened by too much magic tempering."

"The slashing wounds on the abdomen later were probably torture or venting."

He scrubbed his hands in the basin, watching the water slowly turn turbid.

I have to say that this guy still has a few brushes.

Most bachelors love to delve into the truth;

They will draw the magic model and try to find out the reason why magic is transformed into matter.

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

Of course, dissection is 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, bachelors extensively dissected monsters to find their weaknesses.

At the same time, he is trying to decipher how monsters use magic power.

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

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

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

You must know that it took hundreds of years of struggle between the native people of Naloa and the monsters to gradually form the current situation.

During this period, we also experienced several unprecedented battles, with highs and lows.

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

Note that the year here refers to the Naroa year.

If converted into Blue Star years, it would be approximately doubled.

The words of old bachelor Inagio obviously did not satisfy Ansetus.

I saw him frowning and couldn't help but ask.

"Can you tell who the murderer is?"

As soon as these words came out, Inagio stopped washing his hands and shook off the water drops.

"Mr. Ansetus."

"You must also know that this is impossible."

"Unless forbidden necromancy is used..."

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

"The natural disaster of the undead 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. The premise is that you have to find and convince those gloomy guys somewhere in the continent."

"And even necromancy spells may not be able to detect anything."

"You must know that most of the resurrected undead have no intelligence, and even if they do, they are born the day after tomorrow."

The old maester shrugged, helpless.

His words chilled Ansetus's heart.

But these are the facts.

Unwilling to give up, he asked one more question.

"Then what weapon did the murderer use?"

This question is easy to answer.

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

"The weapon that caused the fatal injury may have been some kind of sharp cone with a length of about 21 inches."

"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.

At this point, 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 licked his nostrils and raised his hand to point to the mountain of "trial works" piled in the corner of the workshop.

The young blacksmith from Boltan Village nodded in agreement.

"Master is right..."

Dwarf Jason knew what he wanted, waved his hand and said.

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

"Go find the warehouse manager."

The blacksmith of Boltan Village was waiting for his words. He nodded and bowed quickly and turned away to receive the reward.

Before he had taken a few steps, Jason Ironforge was teaching him a lesson from behind.

"Remember to work more often. Look at those thin calluses on your hands. They are not even as good as a woman doing embroidery!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't care about the boy's answer, he just lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"When will soft copper-clad steel projectiles be able to penetrate a palm-thick rammed earth wall?"

"Is it a new technology that appeared somewhere?"

"It seems I have to take some time to run..."

"By the way, there's this thing too."

As he spoke, he turned and looked at a 28-inch bicycle parked next to the workbench.

Stroking the strong black paint rod, Jason showed an admiring look.

"This thing was reported to the Blacksmiths Association in the giant city through the association's magic transmission two days ago."

"I didn't expect that it would attract the attention of the Kingdom's Western Front Warfield Munitions Office."

"When the sun comes, we have to go to Colchicum's caravan in the West District."

…

Magtan City, the third circle of the Western District.

In the courtyard rented by Chen Xuan.

Rebecca is sitting in a side room consolidating her magic cultivation.

Her magic essence has gradually transformed from a completely filled light gray to pure white.

This is a sign that she has officially entered the bronze level, and her body will continue to be tempered and strengthened.

The most important bronze level magic element will far exceed the black iron level in terms of quality and quantity.

Little Nick sat next to her and tried to enter a state of emptiness.

After his body recovered, he couldn't wait to pester his sister to get the "Basic Magical Element Cultivation Method".

Start practicing immediately after reading through it.

However, Little Nick's qualifications are average, so I'm afraid it will take him a few Naraya days to get used to it.

Rebecca slowly stood up after completing a round of practice.

Even with her current physique, it would take at least three or four water hours before she could fully regain her mobility.

Therefore, I am afraid that it is impossible to test the speed now.

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

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

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

In Naroa, a large amount of stones are needed to build cities, build houses, and build roads. Almost every house in the city has one or two large rough stones.

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

According to Blue Star standards, one cubic meter of bluestone weighs approximately 2.5 tons to 3 tons.

The big bluestone in front of me is definitely not that big.

It is estimated that the volume is only seven to one-eighth of one cubic meter.

I saw Kitten Girl walking forward.

Holding both ends of the stone with both arms, he easily lifted it up with a deadlift.

He paused for more than ten seconds and took a breath before putting it down.

Judging from her performance, she still hasn’t tried her best!

Even a man who can bench press 200 kilograms will definitely feel tired if he is asked to carry a 150 kilogram weight for more than ten seconds.

He can easily pick up a large bluestone weighing three to four hundred kilograms. This level is enough to rival those of extreme strongmen in Blue Star.

Blue Star's deadlift world record is 501 kilograms.

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

And Rebecca is just a kitten girl who has just entered the bronze level and is known for her speed.

If you switch to iron-fisted dwarves, green-skinned orcs, trolls, etc., these ethnic groups are famous for their strength or size.

Their strength performance at the same level will be even more powerful!

Apart from anything else, even Chen Xuan is still about 20% away from reaching the peak of the Black Iron level.

His strength is already equivalent to those of those bodybuilding masters who have been working out for many years and can easily bench press twice their body weight.

That's why Bai Ying can be picked up at the KK Park like a dog.

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

And this is just the early stage of Bronze level performance.

The future is full of hope!

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