Chapter 527: Watching the Scenery at the Top of the Mast with Miss Silver Dragon?

From that day on, Viscount Sebesh stayed in the embassy and refused to come out. As for Oak Grove Hospital?

Jointly develop blood type identification magic?

NEVER!

That elf lady with silver eyes is really terrifying! If he touches her again, he will die! He will definitely die!

Unfortunately, Viscount Sebesh, who desperately avoided Miss Elf, encountered this evil star three days later. What's the reason...

Inspection activities organized by the parliament for various trade groups.

"Please see, this is the [Humpback Whale] battleship newly launched by the Congress, and it is also my new flagship."

The commander of the Third Fleet of the Magic Council, Mr. James Delock, a ninth-level knight, was full of enthusiasm and took the lead to guide. Dwarves, barbarians, orcs, several members of the trade delegation and accompanying persons from the parliament, filed onto the deck and looked around:

The new flagship is a behemoth. The ship is 70 meters long and 15.8 meters wide, with three masts standing tall. The tallest mainmast in the middle, Gretel raised his head, raised his head, raised his head...

"Well, it seems that some mathematical formula is needed to calculate it...let me estimate it..."

He raised the index finger of his right hand, and placed the thumb and index finger of his left hand on both ends of the index finger to form a right triangle. Just as he started to do the mental arithmetic, Knight Drok glanced over from a distance and already reported the numbers with a smile:

"The main mast is 62 meters high, which means it is nearly 20 stories high. Standing on the top of the mast, you can see far into the distance. When the weather is clear, you can see the sea 20 miles away - alas, that lady, you Don’t go up there!”

late.

A figure jumped up from the delegation, using both hands and feet to climb up quickly. Whoosh whoosh, in the blink of an eye, I had climbed over three levels of horizontal masts and headed straight to the observation deck.

Judging from his climbing agility and the tail wagging behind his back, he is most likely a cat person. Of course, it could also be a leopard man...

Grete facepalmed.

This young lady from the orc clan, your mobility is really too strong.

If you want to climb, you can do it later. The time for free visit is not unscheduled!

As soon as my thoughts turned to this point, my elbow was touched. Miss Yinlong’s voice was soft and sweet:

"I'm so envious...I want to climb up too..."

Gretel's face remained unchanged, looking ahead in the distance, pretending not to hear. He just leaned his body slightly to the left, moved his lips almost imperceptibly, and answered Cerrela:

"You have to climb it yourself...I don't want to climb to such a high place!"

"But, I want to watch the scenery from the observation deck at the top of the mast with Gretel!"

Gretel turned his head silently. At an altitude of 60 meters, on a wooden platform as big as your palm, where the strong wind is howling and shaking, how about enjoying the scenery?

Sister, do you dare to be a little more reliable?

It's better to watch it from the bow of Cameron's big ship!

It's safer to shout "I am the king of the world" in that kind of place, no, feel it!

"Can't you climb up? Hahahaha, Grete's athletic ability is really poor... But it doesn't matter, you can fly up! Don't be afraid of falling, I will definitely catch you!"

Grete rejected Miss Silver Dragon's suggestion with a dark face. Even if I knew how to fly, I wouldn't fly at this time and in this place!

They followed the team around the deck and took a slow tour. After completing a circle, the cat man—perhaps the leopard man—at the top of the mast had climbed down and returned to the team. The sailors on the ship were also going up and down, quickly raising the sail——

Finally, the huge sails covering more than 5,000 square meters on the three masts swelled simultaneously. This giant ship, newly built by the Magic Council and having just completed a voyage to the New World, carried the distinguished guests through the waves and headed for the ocean.

After more than half a day of sailing, the Humpback Whale has left the land far behind. The distinguished guests from all walks of life, who had enjoyed the sea view all day, also returned to the cabin, chatting and waiting for the dinner. In the banquet hall, Grete was undoubtedly the busiest one:

"Gavin! Jinna! Long time no see! How are you doing recently? Is Master Tarbot's lung disease getting better? - By the way, let me introduce you to a good thing. I just got it recently, cowpox! I was vaccinated against cowpox. You will no longer be afraid of smallpox!”

"Are you kidding me? We dwarves are all as strong as rocks, how can we get smallpox? The serious disease that will bring you down is just a few sneezes on us!"

Grete:......

Well, do dwarves have +2 constitution or +2 toughness. In short, the resistance to disease is indeed a level higher than that of humans. If their physiques were similar to those of humans, everyone would have died of pneumoconiosis long ago after working in the mines for so many years!

"Elder Brock! Do you want to try the cowpox I developed? - Take a batch back and inoculate all the newborns in your tribe, so they will no longer be afraid of smallpox!"

"Are you kidding me? If you are not the strongest baby in our wilderness, you don't deserve to live. It's a waste of tribal food!"

Grete:......

Well, the wilderness cannot support so many people. The physique of barbarians is also the result of natural selection...

"Your Highness, would you like to try the cowpox I developed?"

"Who are you trying it for? A tauren?"

Gretel fled...

Even so, Gretel's latest medical achievements have been quite popular. The dwarf envoy and the barbarian envoy have made appointments one after another, planning to go to Oak Grove Hospital for a blood test and learn how to transfuse blood:

After all, one of the shortcomings of healing is that it cannot solve the weakness caused by blood loss.

"So can we and humans transfuse each other's blood? If possible, dear friend, if you lose too much blood, I can support you..."

"Ah ha ha ha..." Gretel looked into the eyes of the old priest Feather Crown and laughed dryly. Fortunately, he has many barbarians. After learning anti-coagulation magic, he has already done research:

"It shouldn't work. The cross-matching blood will clot..."

"That won't work."

Viscount Sebesh suddenly appeared.

As vampires, they were carried into the cabin with coffins by fleet soldiers, and they lay there until now, getting up, dressing up, and attending the banquet. He continued Gretel's words and answered in a strange voice:

"After all, we don't drink the blood of barbarians unless we have to. It's very rough!"

"Are you still proud if you don't drink their blood?"

Serila suddenly turned her head while holding a glass of wine. As soon as the Viscount saw her, his face turned pale, turned around and ran away:

Who can tell me why this elf lady is on the ship? Didn’t it say that we would only entertain representatives of various ethnic groups this time? Didn’t it mean that the people who went out to sea with the parliament and the ship this time were all the negotiators that they had met before?

"Hey! Hey, don't go! Where are you running!"

Viscount Sebesh rushed out of the banquet hall and ran away. Corridors, stairs, decks - the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, and the girl was chasing after him. In a hurry, Viscount Sebesh turned over the side of the ship and made a splash -

"Someone jumped into the sea——"

"Haha, the little guys had so much fun."

In the VIP room next to the captain's cabin, Archmage LeBron, a sixteenth-level mage who was in charge of trade negotiations this time, smiled and raised his glass.

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