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Chapter 926 Indigenous boy: Please let me join the team!
Gretel bowed his head in silence, holding back a sigh and a curse that came out of his mouth.

That's good enough, he thought, good enough.They just took advantage of the information gap and made the best use of the situation, forcing the aborigines to turn to the immigrants and sell their labor in order to have enough food and survive...

Even left a way for the natives to survive.As long as they are willing to accept employment, they will have food and survive.

There was no massacre, no plunder, and no intentional or unintentional release of various sources of infectious diseases.

There is no reward order, 12 gold coins for the scalp of each man over 100 years old, 50 gold coins for the scalp of each woman or child, and no boots made of native skins to show off...

But Gretel was still sad.It would be great if the parliament had stronger strength, higher productivity, and more humanistic care. In that case, it can do better.

We can use softer means, use more advanced civilization and richer life to slowly attract, assimilate and accept these indigenous people as one.Instead of leaving too much death and hatred in the process...

He forcefully picked up a piece of meat steak, stuffed it into his mouth, and instantly choked himself so much that he rolled his eyes.Cerilla glanced at him sideways, waved her arms, and patted him on the back vigorously:
"Cough! Cough cough! Cough cough!"

Gretel curled up, coughing until tears flowed out.

This group of soldiers has been tossing around for a long time.When Gretel finally calmed down, Cerilla waved her hand and removed the barrier in front of them and the bonfire.

Bernard lifted the lid of the saucepan again, and Balencimo put the saucepan back on the fire.Appa sniffed his nose, lowered his head, and continued to quietly nibble on his portion of roast meat.

Gretel raised his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and smiled at Raton:
"Sorry, I choked. You're welcome, keep eating, and we'll talk while we eat—wait!"

He half-kneeled quickly, pointing to a big fish that had just come down from the stone slab and was splashing oil.The staghorn fork in Raton's hand immediately retracted, and saw a faint brilliance in Gretel's hand:

"—!"

"Okay, it's ready to eat." Gretel raised his head and smiled at the guests. A breeze passed by and cut the grilled fish into seven or eight even pieces.Then the mage's hand deformed and took a piece of the fish's tail for itself:

"That way there are no thorns."

Raton crossed a piece suspiciously.Sure enough, almost all the small spines in the fish have become soft and elastic, and can be cut off with one bite.He chewed hard a few mouthfuls, his mouth dripping with oil:
"This is good! This is good!"

The young native's entire face lit up.The whole person leaned forward, then leaned back, trying not to let his saliva spray on the slate:

"How is this done? With this method, the children of our tribe will not be afraid of fishbone getting stuck in their throats! You don't know, every spring, when the mountains and rivers come down, half of our food is fish!"

"Uh... this is the method of the caster..."

"Can I learn?" Raton moved a few times impatiently.But everyone was eating around the fire, with Appa on his left and Balencimo on his right, and they couldn't get away from Gretel.

The native boy had no choice but to stand up halfway, took off the necklace around his neck, and slapped Gretel in front of him.A string of animal teeth, animal bones, beaks and claws, turquoise opal, amber and various precious stones glistened in the firelight:
"I can pay you! I'm a student of the Great Witch Festival, and I can do a little bit of spell casting! If these are not enough, I can also be your guide! Anyway, I will be outside this winter, and with me, you can climb over the mountains. It will be much more convenient!"

Gretel hesitated.In the telepathic connection, there has been a communication from Balencimo:
"Boss, these animal teeth and bones may contain animal souls. Gemstones are also useful to spellcasters, and there have always been spellcasters who are willing to pay a high price for them. Moreover, with the Son of Dawn accompanying the mountain, it will reduce a lot Danger."

Gretel nodded slightly.It's not that he is unwilling to teach his own spells, especially this spell, which can reduce the risk of many children getting fishbone.The problem is that:
"Uh, let me briefly talk about it first. First of all, to activate this spell, you need to use your mental power to cover the entire fish and find every fish bone accurately..."

Raton's beautiful black eyes froze immediately.He stared at the fish block in front of him, looking hard, looking hard, as if staring like this, he could touch those tiny fishbone with mental power.

After a while, there was a cry:
"...I can't find it at all! I can only feel the big bone in it! But that big bone doesn't need to be removed!"

There is no way if the mental power can't cover so finely.After Gretel advanced to the ninth level, he used the electric ball given by the teacher to play hamsters and slowly practiced until he could cover every small thorn.

This aboriginal boy named Raton must be less than level 9 as a fighter, probably only level [-] or [-], and the level of a spellcaster, as far as Gretel's spiritual power is concerned, maybe only two or three levels?

Gretel smiled and pushed the necklace back, indicating that it’s fine if you can’t learn it, and the tuition fee will not be charged.Raton immediately sat back in his original position, and even leaned back as much as possible:

"It doesn't matter if you can't do it! I can practice slowly in the future! ——What's next? What's the next step?"

...The next step is to extract the calcium from the bones.Gretel opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment:
How do you tell him to extract a kind of active metal called Ca in the fish bone, atomic number 20, atomic weight 40.078, valence +2, and silvery white in the simple state, from its compound?

This guy is a native!He is not even as good as the magician of the council!The council, or at least the magicians of Nevis, after all these years of tossing around, still have some idea of ​​the quality of elements!
For the sake of the tribal children, Gretel had to rack his brains to find an understandable method.He said slowly:
"Next, we need to extract those hard things from the fish bones..."

"hard?"

"hard."

Gretel nodded vigorously.Raton frowned and muttered to himself repeatedly:
"Hard...hard...hard..."

He stretched out his hand to grasp falsely, falsely grasp, falsely grasp again.Gretel concentrated his perception, and there seemed to be faint magical fluctuations in the air, which were very obscure and completely different from the variant of the detoxification technique he used.

The problem is, the fish bones don't seem to be denatured under his spell...

"He seems to want to draw out the concept of 'hardness'." In the telepathic connection, Serila quietly commented:

"It's not easy. At his level, he can't do it, right?"

"Forget it, eat first!" Raton resolutely gave up trying:

"Nothing can make me give up a big meal! Study or something, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

He wiped his mouth after eating and left quickly.That night, far away from the campsite, there were whistles, beatings, hissing, and running sounds intermittently throughout the night.

Early the next morning, as soon as everyone in Gretel got up, they saw Raton riding a big deer with a smile on his face, appearing in front of them:

"Dear Mr. Spellcaster! Please let me follow and learn this spell from you! I will send you over the mountain!"

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