Chapter 1365 Not Inviting the Lord of Thunder? Ravenswamp Rapture

"You want three legends to come over?"

Faced with the news from Nevis, the Queen fell into a long silence. After a long while, she turned to her children and whispered:

"What do you think?"

"It's not necessary, mother." In the ancient tree, the voice of Prince Anio came vaguely. Even though he was sealed, his tone was still gentle and gentle, with a slight smile:

"If it can be guaranteed to be cured, then forget it. However, sending three legends just to improve one of the inspections is too overwhelming and it is really unnecessary."

"Don't say that!"

Tears suddenly poured into the queen's eyes. She leaned forward and placed her thin white fingers on the emerald seal, pressing her nails until they turned white:

"Don't say that! For you...in order to cure you...Mom, I can do anything...Mom, I can pay any price..."

It is indeed not difficult to send three legends to the entire Yongju Island. However, narrowing the scope to the Elf Royal Family, it would be very difficult to send three legends - not including the queen.

If you want to send three legends to Nevis for the royal family's private affairs, or to treat the eldest prince, it will take at least three to five years. Not to mention the royal family's treasury, the queen's private treasury is destined to be emptied.

The queen was still hesitant at first. After all, she had more than one child, Anio, so she had to leave something for the other children. But at this moment, hearing her son's laughing voice, the queen instantly made up her mind:

"Don't worry! I just want to invite a few legends. Mom can afford them!"

"That's not the case, mother." Anio's smiling voice sounded again:

"My clan avoided the New World and came to Everlasting Island. We just don't want to get involved in the internal fighting among humans. We sent a few legends there. If the Holy See of Glory comes over, will they take action or not?

——Don’t get the clan involved again because of me! "

The queen's eyes were dim with tears, and she could barely see her son's eyes through the emerald seal. Beside her, Princess Norrell took a step sideways, held her mother's shoulders, and whispered:

"It won't come to that, brother. We can discuss the order and method of taking action. Even if it comes to a last resort, there are still many ways to conceal one's identity. And -"

She leaned forward, placed her hands on the emerald seal, and gently pressed her forehead against her brother's forehead across the seal:

"We all hope you will be well, brother. Your recovery to health is the most important thing to mother, to me, to all of us, and transcends everything else."

"Yes, brother." The second princess and the little prince also came up, surrounded the seal, and gently touched the huge piece of jade:

"You can get better, which is more important than anything else."

The eldest prince was silent for a long time. In the tree hole, there seemed to be a gentle wind blowing gently, brushing the Queen's hair and Princess Norrell's cheek.

After a while, the eldest prince's tone relaxed a little:

"This can only be used as a last resort. - If there are other ways to investigate and determine my situation, then there is really no need to send a few legends there."

"We will definitely confirm it." It was rare that the eldest son was no longer stubborn. The queen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed.

After leaving the ancient tree, she found Gretel's papers again, turned them over and studied them for a long time.

However, looking at it, I can't see the possibility of researching it without finding the counterpart legend. Please ask my daughter to talk to him.

"...Other inspection methods?"

Grete pondered for a moment. He rearranged his plan and answered seriously:

"There is a way to ensure that the most detailed information can be obtained without the teacher coming over. However, I'm afraid it will be more difficult for you to accept -"

In fact, I still hope that the Lord of Thunder will come. Princess Norrell whispered in her heart. She leaned forward slightly, met Gretel's clear eyes, and said softly:

"What method? As long as the information is detailed and accurate, in fact, our acceptance level is not that low..."

Even if you raise animals on Everjum Island, cut them up, and do experiments on them every day, we all accept it. There is also a group of elves who follow you and cut up animals every day.

No matter what method you use, it won't be more difficult to accept than this...

Then, she heard the name of a spell that made her frown subconsciously.

"[Clone Technique]. Necromancy system, eighth-ring spell."

Grete spread his hands. He looked at the princess without flinching and said in a firm and powerful voice:

"Use this spell to clone a body and then dissect it to get the most detailed information. Heart, blood, bones, muscles, everything can be seen clearly."

Princess Norrell opened her lips and closed them tightly. If it were anyone else, mentioning necromancy in front of her would probably be the consequence of being thrown out of Evermeet Island;

Even if Gretel said this, all she could do was not deny it immediately. However, Gretel has something else to say:

“Since I don’t know this spell, and I guess no one on Evergather Island can—I suggest that we invite a necromancer to come over and preside over this spell.

Moreover, in view of the special situation of the eldest prince, who is of a very high level and is also affected by unknown forces, the necromancer invited must be at least a nine-ring master. "

Of course, the elves have to bear all costs. The reward for hiring someone, the cost of casting a spell, the cost of care—

The spell cost and material cost of [Clone Technique] are very high. In order for the cut tissue to grow into a physical body, it needs to go through a complete growth process in a special container, which can take as short as two months and as long as more than half a year.

In other words, the elves have to tolerate this necromancer for at least half a year. If you are unlucky and one cultivation fails, or if Gretel wants to cultivate a few more clones, it will take even longer...

Gretel did not explain these details, but Princess Norrell could naturally understand them. She frowned and thought silently, and Gretel smiled apologetically:

"However, the main reason for asking the teacher to come over is that I don't have enough ability to complete this spell. Therefore, let a few legends come over to replace the teacher, and I will pay the required compensation-"

"That's not necessary at all!" Princess Norrell responded reflexively. Are you kidding me? Of course the price paid for the treatment of the eldest prince was paid by the royal family. How could Little Grete be allowed to pay for it?

She stood up hurriedly and smiled at Gretel:

"Don't worry about the cost. This must be paid for by the royal family. As for... your plan, I will take it back and talk to my mother and the elders..."

She nodded vigorously to Gretel and left in a hurry. Grete looked at her flying skirt and clicked her tongue regretfully:

To be honest, he also really wanted to have a clone to dissect - the so-called human heart is separated from the belly. Having a clone dissected and tried it is much more confident than relying on CT, MRI, and ultrasound images.

However, if in order not to invite the teacher, we invite a necromancer to the island...

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