For casters, knowledge is the source of their power. However, even the most detailed records of books, often will miss a lot of things. Some of these omissions are intentional, others are not realized by the author himself. For example, although many notes record the results of dissection of human or other animal specimens, they do not mention the details of anatomy.


    This has led to a very strange phenomenon, that is, according to their own habits, there are countless different anatomical techniques. Perhaps there is a master of the caster, and his anatomy will be influenced by his preacher. However, in fact, the teaching of the caster is very random and vague. Even the organization of grey tower, which has a more rigorous teaching plan, is often explored by the apprentice himself when teaching a specific step that is not very important.


    The anatomy of cheese is taught by anlina. The latter is a master of pestilence, and has her own unique views on anatomy. In addition, the long life of vampires makes anlina summarize her own anatomy techniques into a set of organized and highly efficient techniques. This is also an important premise for cheese to carry out research at any time and place. Compared with most of its peers, the master''s technology is more complete.


    As for now, emias soon found out. While she was still looking at the monster''s body, thinking about where to start. Cheese has started his operation. Looking at the master''s calm and skillful dissection, the witch realized that if she continued to work with cheese, she would only become a burden. After realizing this, Amelia left the experimental platform on her own initiative.


    "Mother, how do you..." Asked clandy, puzzled, as she saw Amelia go to one side.


    "Do you think he needs my help?" Pointing to the cheese busy in front of the experimental table, she said with a smile.


    "Your grandmother didn''t lose sight. This Mr. cheese is more knowledgeable than we thought. Look at his technique. What he dissected should be enough to fill the room


    "Ladies and gentlemen, although I''m sorry to interrupt you, I still have some questions to ask." Jack went up to the two witches and asked.


    The wolf Walker''s approach made emia step back instinctively. Just like when klandi first saw Jack, no witch could get used to a man who was completely fearless of his own magic. However, after noticing her gaffe, emia soon regained her usual appearance. In fact, she knew what questions the werewolf wanted to ask.


    "Is it about white goats?"


    Jack nodded. He was the only one in the room now, and he didn''t know what kind of people were there to drive the owl, which made him uncomfortable. Especially when the wolf Walker felt that Elsa and her disappearance were caused by themselves.


    "My dear, explain to this gentleman. I haven''t finished what I discussed with Mr. cheese. I''m going to go ahead and get ready. " She patted her daughter and motioned for a reply for Jack. Emia pushed the door open and left the room.


    After emia left, Jack turned his eyes to clandy. The expression on the blonde witch''s face is a little impatient. She would like to see the anatomy of cheese here rather than answer the werewolf''s questions. There are not many opportunities for her. But she did not dare to disobey her mother''s arrangement.


    "Well, come on. I''ll show you what you want to know. " She said, leading Jack to push open another door on the wall of the laboratory.


    You can''t predict what your witch''s door is when you''ve been waiting for a long time. Only the witches who live here really understand the internal structure of their home. So when Jack was taken to a huge room that looked like a library, clandy was not surprised by his exaggerated expression.


    "From ancient times to the present, there is only one kind of people who would domesticate white goats in this land. In other words, white goats exist to serve these people The witch approached the stacks of bookshelves, searching for what she wanted in the stacks of books and scrolls.


    "Wait, how do you sound like you''re saying that owls were created?" Jack asked, frowning.


    "Because that''s what it is." As she said, she had to pull two books out of the bookshelf.


    "Hoo!" With a strong breath to blow the dust off the paper, the witch carefully identified the title of the book. You know, some of the books in this library are not just carriers of information. Some books carrying magic are extremely dangerous. From the expression point of view, the witch should be to get the one they want to look for.


    With a muffled noise, clandy placed a book entitled words Jack couldn''t read on the table in front of the werewolf.


    "What is this?" Jack asked, looking at the heavy book in front of him.


    "The answer you want." Said clandy.


    "But I don''t know that kind of writing." Wolf Walker was not forced to learn dozens of languages and languages as cheese did when he was young. So far, his language and language are limited to those circulating among human beings in Cangshi kingdom.But she did not know about it. Her mother only told her that Jack was the new wolf of Alexandria, but she did not tell her that the werewolf himself had been transformed in less than a month. So after hearing Jack''s words, the witch rolled her eyes unconsciously.


    "Well, well, I''ll tell you." Said clandy, waving her hand on the book, which seemed to be a weapon, opened itself and began to turn pages quickly.


    "Let me see, well, it''s not this, it''s not this Ah, here it is. " Finally found the answer she wanted, the witch showed a shallow smile.


    "White goat, this animal will obey only one kind of master, namely the believer of wet soul."


    "Wet soul? What is that? " Jack frowned that he had never heard of the title.


    "The name of wet soul is directly transliterated from the language of the tree spirit, and its original meaning should be a wanderer in the rain." "In those long eared records, the dampness is the God or devil who is in charge of running water, rain, lakes and ponds. And they''re not sure if dampness is good or bad. In their legend, the wet soul wanders in every rain and takes it away in the rain... "


    "With what?" Asked the wolf walker.


    "I don''t know. I don''t know the words here." Said the witch, silent for a moment.


    "But it can be known that white goats exist as gods of wet souls, and only those who have a firm belief in them can drive them."


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