Are you looking for someone from Black Crow Swamp?
Grete himself is not opposed to this idea, and is even a little happy to see it come to fruition.
Come to a necromancer, come to a half-legendary necromancer, come to a team of necromancers, and he may try [Clone Technique] several more times——
Using the eldest prince's cloned body to try surgeries and other treatments, the certainty of success is much better than relying on predictions!
However, Gretel also respects the beliefs and feelings of the elves.
Since the elves hate the Necromancer so much that they can't mention it and don't want to see it, at least he can't just write a letter and call him over.
In the name of "I'm all for your own good", going against the other party's will and making arbitrary decisions is the worst and most undesirable thing. Moreover, it often leads to tragic and irreversible consequences.
In this regard, every doctor has seen and heard countless examples; every doctor has also been taught in school:
Respect the patient's and patient's family's right to know and make decisions. That is respect for the patient and also protection for the doctor himself...
Therefore, Gretel made a copy of the message from the Mage Tower, put it in his arms, walked out of the Mage Tower, and leaned against the nearest oak tree.
Well, go find someone to ask, or rather, seek the opinion of someone who has the power to make the decision——
Just as he was about to activate his tree-walking technique and hurry up, Grete straightened his back and left the tree trunk again.
It's obviously not a good idea to ask Elder Fahim or Elder Aimat. Don't even think about asking the elves to allow the Necromancer to land on the island until the end of the rope!
People who are likely to agree are…
The person qualified to make the decision is...
He took a deep breath, then another. He closed his eyes hard and leaned back.
The fresh and slightly bitter smell of vegetation immediately embraced him, leading him to gallop through the forest, jumping from one big tree to another.
Tree movement is really the only way to move quickly on Everjum Island, or in any densely forested place. The only danger is that the tree is suddenly cut down before you can get away from it...
However, on Yongju Island, before cutting down a big tree, you must apply for permission and make an announcement. In this way, there is only one danger left in tree magic:
Before breaking away from the tree, a bolt of lightning/a meteorite/something else destroyed the tree.
This kind of danger was almost negligible. Therefore, Gretel made a few bold jumps and moved from the vicinity of the mage tower to...
Uh, the teacher's residence.
"Are you here?" The Lord of Thunder put down his pen and leaned back. The electric sparks, electric balls, and electric snakes around him quietly disappeared.
Gretel glanced around nervously. Alas, the princess is not here, so I have to report to the teacher first. Your Highness, Princess, please come back quickly, so that the teacher will not check my homework...
"Yes, there is something I would like to ask for your opinion on. By the way, I would also like to ask for the opinions of Her Royal Highness the Princess and the royal family."
He handed over the news from the Mage Tower and the letter from Black Crow Swamp. The Lord of Thunder carefully read the experimental report, glanced at the letter again, and sneered:
"If you are still thinking about this idea, you can't change your goal after hundreds of years!"
Gretel lowered his head silently, pretending not to see or hear anything. After waiting quietly for a moment, he heard the Lord of Thunder above his head leisurely say:
"You want to get them over here?"
"Getting it here will be good for my research..."
Gretel carefully explained his reasons and purposes. The Lord of Thunder listened silently for a while, and then he said:
"I personally don't object to this matter... Of course, I won't help those dead people's bones. When the princess arrives later, you can talk to her yourself, and I won't get involved."
Grete breathed a huge sigh of relief. Thank God, the fact that the teacher didn't object was the best news. As for helping, he never thought about it——
Let the teacher help Crowswamp?
First of all, he will suspect that the sky is falling, and secondly, he will suspect that the teacher's spirit and emotions have been affected by some impact, so that he is willing to take the initiative to help them...
"Then...I'll go find Her Highness the Princess." Grete replied quickly, scraping his heels against the floor, and stepped back in small steps. After taking two steps back, he was stopped by a flash of lightning with a crackle:
"No rush. Let me check your learning progress first - come on, let me analyze this teleportation array and take a look..."
"ah?!"
It's over, it's over, I've been busy with the limited wishing technique recently, and I really haven't put my energy into anything else...
Help, the teacher is checking my homework again! If I can’t answer the answer, will the teacher turn lightning into a whip and crackle it on my body?!
Grete's forehead was sweating, and he could only stare at the teleportation array, calculating quickly, and analyzing quickly. The meditation core was running at full strength, and if it were not in the conscious world, it would be spinning a bit:
"This teleportation array is two-way and can be teleported back and forth... It can teleport inanimate objects, but it lacks protection and cannot teleport living objects... The maximum weight of the items that can be teleported..."
The Lord of Thunder's expression slowly softened. Even so, when Grete held up the calculation results and respectfully presented them to him, he just glanced at them and snorted coldly:
"The calculation is too slow! Shouldn't this kind of thing be visible at a glance? When you are on the battlefield, when you are being chased and running for your life, there are several teleportation array-like things in front of you.
Can you still calculate it slowly?"
"Yes Yes Yes……"
Gretel nodded repeatedly. After finishing this round of training, the Lord of Thunder asked the second question without stopping:
"Delayed explosion fireball, force field prison, rainbow jet, all demonstrated to me."
"I've only learned about force field prison recently..."
Gretel grimaced and admitted honestly. In fact, the reason for learning the force field prison was for the convenience of conducting experiments, and he had to build a box with a force field from time to time.
As for the other two offensive spells, he doesn't fight or go out to take risks. He just takes his time. Why should he learn it in a hurry?
"Don't think that just because you know how to use tricky spells, you can walk around everywhere." The Lord of Thunder lowered his face and seriously warned this young disciple:
"Your current offensive spells seem to be very powerful, but they are all faced by humans - at least, creatures of flesh and blood. But there are too many enemies in this world that will pose danger to you.
Can you deal with undead, ghosts, incorporeal bodies, and even swarms of poisonous insects with those moves? If you go to another space to explore, are you sure that the enemies you face are all humans or humanoid creatures?
But powerful energy and powerful offensive spells can cope with various complex situations. Your senior brother has never let me worry about this..."
"Kristen, are you training the students again?"
There was a chuckle outside the door. A clear, smiling female voice came in leisurely.
Almost immediately, Grete saw that the Lord of Thunder's expression slowed down, his body leaned back, and there was even a smile in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, the study door opened automatically:
"Are you here? - There is no way, the little guy always refuses to work hard, so I can only keep an eye on him more..."
Emma, it’s not easy, the teacher actually smiles at the girl sometimes!
Gretel recited Amitabha in his heart, stood up quickly, and quickly moved to the side.
Then I saw Princess Norrell walking in gracefully. She nodded to Gretel first, fiddled with the flowerpot on the table, then walked around him and walked to another desk:
"Little Gretel is already very powerful. The achievements he has achieved are things that many legends of Everjum Island could not achieve in their lifetime. Don't be too harsh on him, I don't think he is lazy..."
Thank you, madam!
Thanks to my wife for speaking for me!
Gretel let out a long breath, and almost blurted out his words of gratitude. The Lord of Thunder let out a gentle breath:
"No matter how successful you are, you have to survive first. I am a teacher, and I have to think more about my students no matter what. - By the way, he wants to see you if he has something to do."
The Elf Princess's gaze immediately shifted. In front of the teacher, Gretel's palms were sweating slightly, but she still took the information from the teacher's hand and held it in front of Princess Norrell:
"The people in Black Crow Swamp said they hope to come to Yongju Island. Participate in the research at close range and adjust the plan at any time. They will produce results much faster and the probability of success will be much higher..."
Uh, let the princess, let the royal family hold the vat, come forward to communicate or even quarrel with those forces on Everlasting Island that hate the necromancers. This idea cannot be hidden from the teacher, nor from the princess.
Even so, saying this in front of the teacher is still a bit stressful...
Princess Norrell lowered her head to read the information, frowning slightly, and read carefully line by line, much slower than the Lord of Thunder.
It seemed that she had to chew every paragraph and every sentence carefully and think about it slowly - it was related to her brother's life and death, so she had to be cautious and had to think over and over again in every detail.
After a while, she took a deep breath and exhaled it for a long time. She raised her head and fixed her gaze on Gretel:
"If we invite the Necromancers to Everlasting Island, can we cure my brother?"
"This...I really can't guarantee this..."
No one can guarantee it.
No doctor can guarantee it.
Faced with difficult and complicated diseases, faced with the eyes of patients and their families asking for help, even pleading, few doctors can pat their chests and guarantee:
Don't worry, nothing will go wrong and the patient will recover and go home safely.
The human body is so complex, and there are too many mysteries that cannot be explained by medicine. What's more, what he is challenging now is a completely unfamiliar field to him...
"I can only say that inviting them to Yongju Island can speed up the research progress, and can also help in formulating treatment plans. It can simulate treatment to a large extent and provide early warning of some risks.
As for whether it can be cured, all I can guarantee is that I will do my best."
The princess's eyes lit up little by little, and then dimmed little by little. For a long time, she held the information in her hands tightly and slowly lowered her head:
"I understand. I...I'm going to discuss it with my mother..."