Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 251: Inferiority spotted
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Lifting a giant container onto the transport belt, inside a parrot-like bird beast with his head sideways, curiously watching Locke who is busy outside the cage.
"Rock! Time to have lunch!" Harris' voice came from the side of the cage container as high as a mountain.
"Well, I got it!" Locke replied with a throat, and walked to the cage where the beast was holding the parrot. Before the beast could react, Locke pulled the three pink heads on his head. Two down.
"Goo~Goo~" The monster that lost two heads was like a heavy wound, fluttering its wings and hiding in the cage away from Locke.
"Two crimson feathers." Locke took out a small notebook from the space ring, secretly wrote it down, and put the crimson feathers into a wooden box.
The work in the transfer area is a dirty and tiring job for others, because they have to face countless beasts and exotic creatures all day long, but for Locke, this is simply a paradise for him to frantically fish for oil and water.
Cleaning up things a bit, Locke put on a clean dress, went out to find Harris, and went to dinner with him.
His little actions don’t talk about others, only Harris and Jasmine are in the eyes. Locke is not a stingy person. If he earns a point, he will not treat his own people badly, and it can be regarded as blocking them. Your mouth.
It is not uncommon for the staff in the transfer area to take advantage of their positions to profit themselves. There are few people who are completely clean. Locke can only say that they do more than anyone.
After all, those who dare to take their organs in the awake state of the monsters, here is his high-level knight who dares to do so.
The red parrot just now, the strength of the intermediate-level beast, even if it has been branded by the soul, is not something that magicians can act rashly. They must sprinkle various weakening magics before they dare to use it.
"Where to eat?" Locke put his arm on Harris's shoulder and laughed. These days, they have known each other a long time ago. Harris, who is an intermediate apprentice, is submissive to Locke.
"Go to the second floor of Santa College." Harris suggested.
"Okay!" It seemed that he thought of the secret warthog leg on the second floor of Santa College, and Locke licked his lips.
The welfare treatment of the Holy Tower to its internal magician is so good that the knight Locke looks jealous.
Not to mention accommodation, each meal provides free ingredients below the intermediate level of Warcraft. The point is that there is no limit. For a big stomach king like Locke, it can't be better.
Locke, who has become the experimental assistant of the official magician Master Ashar, now has the qualification to enter the Holy Tower at will, and can enter and exit the Holy Tower. The restrictions on Locke by the Holy Tower Academy are also lifted.
Locke can now change into a magician robe and act as a fake student.
The work in the operating area is mainly busy in the morning, because the new slave creatures will be delivered in the early morning. In the afternoon, most of them are registration work. Locke will not go. There are two people, Harris and Jasmine.
"I have to go to Master Ashar's in the afternoon, and I will leave it to you here in the operating area." Locke wiped his mouth with a napkin and said to Harris who was opposite him.
"Don't worry." Harris nodded. Both he and Jasmine knew that Locke was now an assistant to an official magician.
"By the way, what is the name of the official mage?" Harris asked curiously, Locke hadn't told them before.
"It's a female magician named Ashar." Locke replied.
"Who?!" Harris was choked by the caviar in his throat, "Ahem, you say it again?"
"Master Ashar, what's the matter?" Locke asked suspiciously.
Harris did not answer him, but gave Locke a pitiful look.
"Good luck to you." Harris uttered a thoughtless sentence.
"What the **** is going on?" Locke grabbed Harris by the sleeve collar and asked. Master Ashar is very famous among magic apprentices?
"This Ashar-sama is said to have not accepted apprentices and only recruited laboratory assistants." Harris said, "and those apprentice-level laboratory assistants rarely lasted two months."
"Why? Is Lord Ashar too harsh?" Locke asked.
"No, because they can't stand being transformed into freaks." Harris replied.
"A hapless guy had his legs sawn off by Lord Ashar and transplanted the roots of an ancient tree. In only half a month, that guy died." It seems to be thinking of the tragedy at the time. Harris had no appetite to eat either, and put down the spoon containing the caviar in his hand.
Locke suddenly felt a numb scalp. He remembered what the Master Wizard said to him at the beginning when he saw Mage Ashar, "Experimental materials?" Locke fought a cold war.
"Don't care about the Holy Tower?" The official magicians squeeze the use value of the magic apprentice. If it involves human life, the Holy Tower will never ignore it.
"Well, it doesn't matter, I heard that Lord Ashar was fined a large amount of energy spar after that." Harris said.
The life of an apprentice of magic is equated with minerals like energy spar. I have to say that it is ironic in the real world.
"Master Ashar's strength is in the top position among the first-level magicians. It is not an exaggeration to have some privileges." Harris looked open. He has been studying in the Holy Tower for almost ten years. I’ve never seen anything before, and I’ve long since been surprised.
Even Angelina did not expect that the job she introduced to Locke would be so dangerous. Originally, she thought that Lord Ashar was the sister of her mentor, so she took on this task with the mentor.
Locke, who had eaten lunch, didn't stay too much, and took his belongings to the 82nd floor of the Holy Tower. Since he already knew that Lord Ashar was so bad, how could he dare to be late.
Master Ashar’s door key Locke has one in his hand. It was given by Master Ashar when he left that night, but that’s all. Locke’s range of activities is limited to the living room, whether it’s the alchemy laboratory. He was not qualified to enter the meditation room or the element pool and other rooms.
As soon as Locke entered the door, Ashar, who was meditating on spiritual power, had already sensed it.
"I came early, did you bring your things?" Still in a black robe, Ashar walked out of the meditation room.
"Bring it!" Locke hurriedly bent over and took out most of the materials in his space ring, some of which were previously named by Lord Ashar, and some belonged to Locke's own possession.
No way. In the face of life and money, Locke chose life. If money is gone, he can make money. If life is gone, he will have nothing.
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