Witcher: I Can Extract Everything
/ Witcher: I Can Extract Everything Chapter 113 – Manor
The guard ordered, “Carry His Majesty Orff's body and follow me.”
Heath took the opportunity to lightly touch it. 'Extract.'
[Beep, successful extraction. Obtained 'Navi Cross Sword Technique'.]
[Beep, successful extraction. Obtained 'Navi Secret Manual'.]
[Beep, successful extraction. Obtained 'Strategy For Governing the Country'.]
[Beep, extraction successful. Obtained [King's Aura].]
[Beep, extraction successful. Soul Energy +6]
Damn, what was all this nonsense?
The first two were barely enough, but the last two felt useless. Why would a Wizard like him need governing strategy? And this King's Aura, what was this?
Heath felt that his useless knowledge had increased again.
'Forget it, it's better than nothing. I picked it up for nothing anyway. Why bother so much? At least I've successfully extracted the soul energy.'
Shaking his head, Heath let go of his disappointment.
Following the guards, they walked all the way inside. After passing through two corridors, they arrived at the palace's main hall.
At this moment, there were already many people gathered here. There was a young King with a crown on his head, a well-dressed Duke and minister, as well as people dressed as white-robed monks.
In the middle of the main hall, there was a small altar made of flowers and olive branches. In the middle of the altar, there was a coffin.
The guard said, “Put it here.”
The two of them put down the stretcher. Then, the monk walked forward and began to circle the body while reciting the scriptures.
After two circles, a white-robed man shouted, “Saintess.”
Two young girls in white dresses and garlands walked out of the side hall, followed by a few handmaidens holding trays. On the wooden plates were gold basins, silver cups, and two gold awls.
They removed their clothes and washed their hands twice in a gold basin filled with water. Then they walked to the body of the old King, picked up the body one after the other, and walked to the coffin in the center of the altar and put it into the wooden coffin.
Then, the two girls knelt down in front of the coffin.
The maids next to them each took a golden awl and walked forward. The girls sprinkled flower petals on the coffin, and then poured the virgin blood in the cup.
The priest shouted, “In the name of the Wizards, His Majesty will go to the Land of Bliss!”
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Heath, who had been watching the whole ceremony, had an incredulous look on his face. What kind of messy cult ritual was this?
However, it was not difficult to understand the background of the Kingdom of Navi.
The Wizard organization behind the Kingdom of Navi was called Bloodsource, a small Wizard organization with about dozens of people.
It seemed that their training system needed to be nourished by virgins. Every once in a while, they would enter the world to enjoy the virgins that the kingdom had offered to them, including the first ritual when new people joined, which was to take turns to have sex with the members of the organization.
It sounded like a perverted cult, but it was very common in the Wizard World…
Well…
Heath felt that he was quite lucky to be able to join Shadow Tower in the first place… At least he didn't have to associate with these perverts who had strange worldviews…
“From this moment on, I am the King, hahahaha!” The young King stood in front of the wooden coffin and laughed loudly.
“Your Majesty!”
The nobles bowed their heads to pay their respects.
After the funeral ceremony, the guards found a carriage and helped to move the bodies in the palace to the carriage. The carriage was covered with a black cloth and was then handed over to Heath and the other two to drive away from the palace.
According to the procedure, the carriage would go all the way to the outside of the city and find a place where there was no one to burn or bury the bodies.
There was also a Knight with a sword on him.
In name, he was helping Heath and the others with their work, but Heath guessed that he was using it to silence them after the fact. After all, they had just seen the old King's lips turning blue with obvious signs of poisoning, so there was no reason to keep them after the work was done.
So after leaving the city gate, Heath decisively looked into the Knight's eyes and told him, “Your work is over. Go back and report.”
Under the effect of the Hypnotic Gaze of Darkness, the Knight jumped out of the carriage and went back.
Abusing magic should have meant electrocution and whipping, especially when it was in someone else's territory. If they encountered a more pretentious matter, they might not be able to stop until the Dark Council extorted three to five hundred thousand Magic Stones.
But now, it did not matter whether the rules were irregular or not. Whether the Bloodsource still existed was a problem. Naturally, there was no need to worry about the 'Magic Management Regulations'.
After chasing away the Knight, Heath immediately asked Charles next to him, “Is there a manor or house nearby? It needs to be bigger and more remote.”
“Of course, Master.”
Charles drove the carriage all the way south and came to a small forest. In the depths of the forest, there was actually a manor.
According to Charles, this place was built here by a noble who liked to hunt in the city.
One of his sisters had accompanied this noble twice, so he handed over the cleaning work to Charles. Charles took the opportunity to secretly make a key to this place.
Walking into the manor, Heath looked around and nodded with satisfaction. “This place is not bad.”
The manor was very large, and the size was similar to an ordinary manor. The main building was a three-story-high row house, with lawns, gardens, pools, stables, and other facilities.
Heath thought silently, 'I can use this place as a base. I can study spells while I go to the Magic Bug Forest to collect materials…'
Magic Bug Forest was further south. It would not take more than two days to travel back and forth. If he sped up, it would be enough for one day.
'But I still need to prepare some servants…'
The nobles of the hunting village did not come many times a year. Every time they went out, they would bring their own servants. Of course, it was impossible for them to have permanent servants here.
'We'll talk about it later. Let's see if there's a slave market in the black market nearby. Let's see if there are any suitable female slaves…'
While thinking, Heath walked into the main building.
After choosing a suitable room in the main building, Heath clapped his hands. The broom, mop, and other cleaning tools in the corner of the wall quickly cleaned the room.
Then, Heath used the Wizard's Hand to move a few large tables and put them together. He also moved a few cabinets. Finally, he took out beakers, scales, test tubes, and other experimental tools from his space pocket and placed them on the table. A simple laboratory was completed.
“Bring the corpses in for me.”
“Yes.”
Charles carried the corpses in diligently and piled them in a corner of the room. There were a total of 16 corpses, three of which were official Knights, and the rest were Apprentice Knights.
Heath walked over and extracted the corpses separately.
[Beep, extraction successful. Soul Energy +2]
[Beep, extraction successful. Obtained 'Psalm Chant Technique'.]
[Beep, extraction successful…]
The things that were extracted were mostly useless. Ever since the physical attributes were full, ordinary Knights would not be able to obtain any attributes. Fortunately, the important soul energy could be extracted.
Although it was not as much as what was extracted from an Apprentice, it was still considerable. Especially when compared to demonized beasts or plants, it was really much higher.
One had to know that during this period of time in the Dark Forest, Heath had also collected plants and hunted magical beasts. However, the amount of soul energy from these things was pitifully low, and it was only after two decimal points.
And none of these corpses were lower than one.
'Is it because the composition of the human soul is complicated? Or is it because of intelligent life?'
Heath thought curiously.
Then, he took out the body of the fat Dark Wizard from his dimensional pocket and began the experiment…
Chapter end
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