A whole bunch of air-dried strips of meat with aged wine, and that's it.

Raymond, who fused the stump of the Star Demon, was dragged out of the castle by Gatsby, because he still had a lot of questions to continue, and Raymond also had a lot of confusion to solve.

But after Andrew, the star flame dog, put all this food on the table, in the face of Little Sally's covetous expression, Raymond couldn't bear it anymore.

Raymond, who picked up a strip of air-dried meat, unceremoniously ridiculed Gatsby. "Little Sally is your only granddaughter, and you can't bear to fill her belly with such coarse food?"

The old face was red, and Gatsby, who was silent, acquiesced.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Raymond, who was not polite, instructed the porcelain girl Anita to go to the kitchen of the castle to have a look, and if she could find fresh ingredients, then she would prepare something for everyone to eat, especially Xiao Sally, who had been locked up for half a month, and now she really needs to enjoy the joy of food.

The cheering little Sally dragged the porcelain girl Anita and ran away, but Andrew the Starflame Dog was left behind by Gatsby to sit and listen together.

The unfinished conversation continued, and the destruction of the Bloodline Altar was very painful to Gatsby, who believed that the ancient wizard was a master who created a shortcut to the growth of wizards, and the record in that notebook was the key to the fusion of bloodlines.

However, Raymond, who has personally experienced this fusion, thinks that this method is not worth advocating, although he is currently an absolute beneficiary, but this method of stripping the talent of the race must not spread, otherwise the growth of wizards will be too bloody, and weak creatures will face extinction.

"The Star Demon Stump caused me to fuse the bloodline mark, but this powerful existence also made it possible to strip its talent after it fell, but if you perfect this bloodline fusion method and spread it, then you want to take the talent of other races of high-level wizards. But they will use living organisms to test them, and even fuse them with living organisms!"

Raymond's statement sent Gatsby in thought, but after a moment he muttered. "But since there is a possibility that racial talent can be stripped away, why should we ignore it, or even abandon research because of its possible bloody behavior?"

"No matter what kind of plane it is, no matter what kind of era it is, the path of a wizard can't be achieved overnight," Raymond had a headache in the face of this scholar-type calamity lord in front of him, and thought for a moment before asking. "There is a natural law for species to reproduce. You're beyond the wizards of Dawn, but you're able to keep the Nightmare Beasts from prying eyes?"

"Who dares! Who dares to spy on the old man!"

Gatsby, who was furious, roared, but he quickly reacted, and his eyes flashed with jealousy.

"You may not be watched, but what about little Sally beside you. Or is it your kindred?" Raymond, who led the topic over, had a very serious expression. "Could it be that the Nightmare Beast was born to reach your strength?"

"Our people are born to be powerful Scourge Lords. Little Sally has been a second-level wizard since the day she was born!"

Gatsby, who raised his head quite proudly. But it was only in exchange for Raymond's eyes, and he himself quickly understood what Raymond meant, and his expression became a little embarrassed.

Raymond, who knew that Gatsby had woken up, began his solemn advice after considering the words. "Let's not talk about the risks faced by this fusion, just by depriving yourself of talent, I believe that the Scourge Lord, who is even stronger than you, will learn about it. The first thing I did was to arrest you, or even kill you outright!"

Seeing Gatsby's expression, he seemed to be in disbelief, but Raymond, who was talking eloquently, did not give him time to think deeply and aggravated his tone. "And your granddaughter, Little Sally. And your kindred is expected to receive extra attention as well, isn't there a sellock of exterminations?"

Raymond's questioning tone made Gatsby's face unpleasant, but Raymond, who was looking at him, did not budge, and Andrew, the star dog sitting next to him, hesitated and spoke. "My lord, do you remember the incident when the Fire Scorpion Clan was completely wiped out three hundred years ago?"

Gatsby, who frowned when he heard the sound, seemed to be reminiscing. "Fire Scorpion Clan...... It was a bit of a big fuss, but I remember sending you to participate in the investigation, so could it be that there is something deeper about it?"

"There is one Dawn Wizard, six Dawn Wizards, and there are hundreds of low-level descendants who have not been able to transform into shapes," there was horror in his honest expression, and Andrew, the Starflame Dog, lowered his voice. "It is said that it was only because the Fire Scorpion Clan obtained some kind of Origin Spirit that could strengthen the body, so the entire Fire Scorpion Clan was wiped out before the news spread, and after this incident, some of the families around the Fire Nightmare King's territory all moved away......"

"What! Why didn't you tell me about this until now!"

was furious, but Andrew, the star flame dog who opened his mouth to speak, closed his mouth, and Gatsby stared at him for a moment, and his face changed greatly and became silent.

Although I don't know what happened to the Fire Scorpion Clan three hundred years ago, the changes in the Fire Monarch's territory mentioned by Andrew the Star Flame Dog obviously mean something.

Therefore, Raymond faced Andrew, the silent starflame dog, but found that Andrew, who seemed to be a simple starflame dog, needed to re-examine it.

"But...... But this kind of research has been carried out for many years, which not only consumes a lot of resources, but also delays a lot of time, so should he just give up?"

Gatsby, who was talking to himself, struggled a little, and the aura emanating from him became unstable as time passed.

Seeing that Andrew's eyes were full of complaints, he knew that for this kind of scholar-type catastrophic lord who was devoted to research, it would not be much worse than asking him to give up his life in a few words, so Raymond hurriedly spoke. "Lord Gatsby, your research is of great benefit to the growth of low-level wizards, but can you slightly adjust the way you deprive you of your talents?"

Gatsby, whose mind was still immersed in a dilemma, raised his head when he heard the sound, and his eyes were bloodshot for a short moment.

"Talent stripping is a very attractive research topic, but if the materials used are only those ancient remnants or corpses, then I believe that the probability of some weak races being spied on will be greatly reduced," although he knew that this method was not without loopholes, but Raymond could only try to guide Gatsby's research direction. "If you cut off the possibility of talent extraction from living creatures, then all you need to consider is the probability of your research results being spied on!"

"This is not a bad way, but the old man is still in a state of exploration for the use of the wreckage, and the question of how to distinguish the selection of materials has not yet been able to enter the agenda......

He nodded in understanding, but as he spoke, Gatsby's gaze at Raymond became a little weird.

Gatsby, who was still at a loss, but only halfway through the words, soon became fierce in his eyes, and Raymond, who had a flash of inspiration in his mind, knew that his previous words had caused such a situation, and had to sigh secretly and immediately clear it up. "Lord Gatsby, I came from the Fairy World to collect the essence of the Ashes People, and I am amazed by your research, but I don't have any thoughts of peeping!"

Raymond's explanation made Gatsby's face pale slightly, but the hesitation in his eyes made Raymond a little frightened.

Fortunately, at this juncture, Xiao Sally rushed over with steaming food in her hand, shouting excitedly. "Grandpa, grandpa, this is something to eat!"

As she spoke, Little Sally put the plates in her hand on the table, and Anita, the porcelain girl who followed Little Sally, also put down a few plates in her hand with a smile, and opened her mouth to Raymond a little depressed. "My lord, there are no fresh ingredients in the kitchen, I can't guarantee that these things will be delicious!"

The smell of fresh fragrance was spreading and spreading, and Gatsby, who was looking at Little Sally, softened his expression, and after glaring at Raymond meaningfully, he asked lightly to Little Sally. "Since it's delicious, why don't you let them all stay with you?" (To be continued......)