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Chapter 304 No need to add additional factors
"Be careful, take your time, anyway, the wages are calculated on a daily basis, and you can get a few more wages if you spend a few more days!"

As soon as the words fell, the girls who were eating breakfast by the excavation pit all laughed happily.

Frederick asked Sir Clare for someone with good eyesight, concentration, and dexterity to dig up the bones in the ground, so she found a group of embroiderers who wanted the same embroidery as Frederick had mentioned.

The embroiderers were reluctant to play in the mud at first, but here they have flour and meat for three meals a day, the wages are three times that of previous work, and there are sheds to protect the sun, so they all agreed.

Frederick first made a rough dig, and then they took small shovels to shovel away the soil bit by bit, exposing the bones buried in the ground.

After breakfast, the girls started to continue yesterday's work.

Soon after, there were more people around the pit, and many tourists in the city heard that someone was digging up the bones of the Cyclops, so they came to watch the excitement.

Claire came a little later today, and the servants behind her brought drawing boards and other tools.

Frederick asked her in surprise, "Can you sketch?"

Claire said with some pride: "Of course I will. Anyway, I'm idle and bored. Well... the wages must not be less."

After speaking, she covered her mouth with a feather fan and laughed.

Frederick smiled, and asked her to help find a painter, but she didn't expect her to come by herself.

"Okay then." Frederick also joked with her, "Try it out today and draw the outline of the bones that have been dug out. If I can't draw well, I will drive them away."

Claire set up the easel by the pit, and began to draw the skeleton with the entire side exposed on the drawing paper.

An hour later, Frederick went to have a look, and found that her sketching level was quite satisfactory, which belonged to the level of a lady's self-entertainment, which was enough.

In the afternoon, almost all the people who used to watch the fun had left, but today there was an old priest of the Illuminati Church in a pure white cotton robe watching quietly.

Frederick noticed him early in the morning and had a mazza delivered to him.

The old priest looked almost 90 years old and was very thin. He was still very energetic and attentive from morning to afternoon.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the older the priests, the more cautious they should be. Only then does the God of Light know whether they lived in the same dormitory with a cardinal or even the Pope when they were young.

Frederick found a Mazar to sit next to the old priest, and before greeting him, he asked, "Do you think the Cyclops is actually a kind of elephant?"

"Yes." Frederick replied, "What's your name?"

The old priest replied, "Call me Elliott."

Frederick noticed that his eyes were bright and deep, thinking that this person must not be simple, and subconsciously pulled himself together to deal with it.

Elliot looked at the bones in the pit and asked him, "Do you really think Cyclops is an elephant?"

"The "Holy Code" records that the God of Light sent Cyclops to the mortal world to exterminate the demons in the sea, and the skeletons of Cyclops were found on many islands. Could it be that the "Holy Code" is wrong?"

Frederick frowned slightly. If he answered "The Holy Scriptures are wrong", he would not be able to hang out on the territory of the Church of Light in the future.

He doesn't like debating scriptures with priests very much. Those people rely on this line of work for a living. They think and explain various issues related to scriptures every day, and they can always find evidence to support their views by citing scriptures.

The most intuitive example is that the fish in the ocean are not animals, but the fruits of the sea, just because a pope wants to eat meat when fasting.

Fortunately, he is very familiar with this kind of situation and often encounters it in his daily work, so he said: "The fault is not the "Holy Scripture", but those who mistake these elephant bones for Cyclops."

"The "Holy Code" doesn't say where the Cyclops will end up, which means that they can't be sure that these are their bones."

Elliott is very familiar with this kind of debate, and immediately said: "The "Holy Canon" has already mentioned the appearance of the Cyclops and the places where they walked. Is it not enough to find bones that match their appearance in these places?"

Frederick shook his head slightly, looked at the skeleton in front of him and said calmly: "For the study of one thing, if it is not necessary, don't add additional factors."

"To find out whose skeleton it is, you can first compare it with the bones of other animals, analyze the differences, and determine who is similar to or even the same as."

Elliot narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked seemingly calmly, "Then can't the records in the Holy Book be used as evidence?"

Frederick replied: "If you make a mistake from the beginning and treat an ordinary elephant as a cyclops sent by the God of Light, wouldn't it be blasphemy?"

Elliott asked him again: "Then how do you prove that you are right?"

Frederick replied: "Find the bones of other elephants and compare them with the bones dug now, and compare them with the bones dug out before."

He spoke with confidence.

Elephants are only distributed on the south coast of the Inland Sea. There are stegodonts with a height of nearly three meters in the forest, and even larger elephants with a height of four to five meters are found in the farther south.

Many aristocrats along the Inner Sea had a stuffed elephant head hanging in their homes as a decoration, and some even kept it as a pet.

Frederick had seen local people hunt and kill stegodont elephants in the forest, so he had seen what elephant bones looked like, and knew that they were good for making soup.

Elliott had seen live elephants and stuffed leather, but no elephant bones.

There is no such thing as Cyclops in the Flame Church in the south, and meat and bones are edible, and they cannot be kept fresh in hot weather, and elephant trunks have no bones, so people outside the habitat of elephants have never seen elephant bones.

Elliott didn't speak anymore, and left after sitting for a while.

Frederick thought he was here to watch the excitement, so he didn't care, and started the next step.

Someone nearby boiled the paste, and someone else cut the pieces of paper.

Frederick began to number each bone, and pasted the numbered paper on the bone. After drawing the blueprint, he began to take them out of the ground one by one, packaged them separately, and shipped them back before assembling them.

As dusk fell, the day's work was over, and the digging girls washed their hands and went home with their dinner.

Frederick arrived early on the first day and was invited to stay at Sir Clare's house.

Sir Claire's small manor is located by the sea. In addition to the buildings, there is also a 30-meter-high watchtower, which is mainly used to resist pirates.

The local meals here are relatively simple, with conch and shellfish boiled in water and salt as an appetizer; the main course is fried, grilled, or whole fish, seasoned with fruit juice; the staple food is bread, scones or noodles, and now there is a steam bread; in addition, it is soup made of seasonal vegetables and a little fruit.

Claire doesn't talk during the meal, and only chats with the guests after the meal.

"Miss Valli is here today." She teased Frederick, "Aren't you talking to her?"

Frederick smiled and said, "She just wanted to ask me some questions, but I don't have time recently, so I agreed to dig out the bones before looking for her."

Claire asked him curiously: "What's the problem, can you tell me?"

Frederick said indifferently: "It's about managing the territory."

Claire has no interest in politics and quickly changes the subject.

Not long after, a letter came to Frederick, written by the lord of La.

After reading the letter, Frederick said, "The Santo is very interesting."

"Yeah." Claire smiled. "Such a stingy person would buy an elephant with his own money."

Frederick smiled and said, "If that's the case, then I agree."

(End of this chapter)