Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 243 Skinning

Looking at the dilapidated den ahead, Claude sighed: “Looking for trouble, saving a young wizard and having to come back to skin her bear...”

Running back and forth two times a night, then healing the maiden wizard, taking the inner clothes and putting bandages on the outer packages, then drugging the big black wolf, then taking a shower of his own, Claude can be said to have been busy all night. Beef oatmeal porridge was also specially cooked in the morning, with some blood supplementing ingredients to make up for the young wizard.

It wasn't until around 10: 00 a.m. that the Teenage Mage woke up. Claude thought she'd ask herself how she got here, didn't Claude save her or something. Turns out, I didn't expect the maiden wizard, whose forehead was still burning, to wake up the first sentence is bear, bear skin, I want bear skin...

Claude didn't know what she meant, so he went to say that the black bear who attacked her had been killed by her, and the body was in her den. She arrived in the Witch Forest to rescue her because of the dark wind, and now she is stationed in her own room in the Squirrel Village camp. Otherwise, feed her wounds first. If she hadn't brought her back herself, she might have lost too much blood and died.

The young wizard found herself in a strange place, looked at the stern and solid bandages wrapped around her body, and asked Claude coldly if he had undressed her.

Claude helplessly stalled the stall, couldn't help it. The soldiers in the battalion were all men. Ask the medics to help her heal the wounds and bandage. Why not take advantage of this by themselves? After all, I know myself and her. Besides, the situation is urgent. I wouldn't have thought about it so much to save her life...

The young wizard lifted the quilt immediately to get out of bed, looking for her own clothes and saying she was going back to the Witch Forest. Claude can't stop crying, you're not going to die, can you, the whole person can't stand up to the dizziness of what's going on, just lie here and raise the wound and go back? I couldn't help her with the wound myself. I couldn't get help. I didn't mean to take advantage of her.

The Teenage Mage says it's not for this reason, she wants to go back to deal with the black bear that was killed. If she stays here and waits for her injuries before returning, the black bear's body will rot...

Claude pushes the young wizard back to bed. It's raining so hard outside. What's wrong with you? You have a pit in your head. Isn't it just a black bear? When you get hurt, I'll beat you two black bears. The village elder in Squirrel Village said that there are many black bears in the mountain forest behind the witch forest.

But the young wizard insisted on going back, and she said that the black bear's body was very useful to her, and the bear's fur and the bear's bones were invaluable to her. In the end, Claude couldn't help it. He told her that he was going to go again, peel off the skin of the bear and send it to her, as well as those bears and bones...

Perhaps the body is really weak, the young wizard finds herself really unable to stand for a long time, the whole person is tired and feeling dizzy, this only acquiesces Claude to peel the bear skin, only when Claude wants to go out, tell him to peel the bear skin must follow the peeling method of the old bear skin placed under the table, so that the peeled bear skin will be useful.

Fortunately, at noon, the rain became smaller, and Claude took the beef oatmeal and fed it to the sorceress before leaving for the Witch Forest. Big Gummy was supposed to follow, but Claude told him to stay and help Mike take care of the young wizard. There was a big black wolf in the room, and Mike wouldn't dare go in there alone. Besides, Claude was also worried that Big Gummy was with him, and he couldn't do anything, he couldn't do magic or anything.

Claude took two mountain horses, a short horse that was perfectly safe on a mountain path and heavily loaded with endurance, and was the main transporter and step-by-step livestock for the mountaineers. Claude, there are six mountain horses in this cantonment camp, the last time McJackie went to the camp to pick up the supplies. Claude went to the Witch Forest this time, and what he was thinking was that after he peeled the bear skin off, the bear meat also came back to add some fresh meat to the camp. It's only the rainy season in March anyway, and the weather is still cold, and the bear's body won't break at all for one night.

During the day it took Claude three hours to reach the Witch Forest with his two mountains in his hands, tied the ropes of the two horses to the woods and sheltered them from the rain, and Claude himself went into the den.

The good news is that there is no water in the shed, because of the high ground, although the rain has been poured into the shed, it is still filled with blood from the black bear into the empty space surrounding it. What's in the shed is still intact, much like what Claude saw last night when he left. The only change is that the green vine wrapped around the body of the black bear on the ground has disappeared. It seems that the vine wrapper performed by the Maiden Master is still timely, but I just don't know how long it will last.

The smell of blood in the den is so intense, after all, this black bear on the ground is so huge, Claude is estimated to be six or seven hundred kilos, it's just a huge thing. It's quite remarkable that a young wizard was attacked by such a huge black bear last night and could still kill it.

Claude insisted that the guard not bring the big Grimm was here because he needed spell hands and precise control to skin the body of the black bear, just as Lady Maria taught him how to separate the skin and membrane of the Niros crocodile specimen with these two spells and make standard plaintext paper. If you don't use spells, don't say skinned, just flipping this giant bear's body will turn Claude into a half-dead.

Allow the beads of light to float above the nest and shine the light inside. And then I found that curly bear skin under that broken table, which was supposed to be a girl magician pretending to be a black bear suit. Based on the size of this bear skin, the original owner should also be a big black bear not inferior to this giant bear on the ground. Claude noticed, however, that this bearskin should have been around for a long time, with a lot of fur falling off on its back, and a lot of piecewise damage on it. It still looks complete at first glance, but a closer look reveals that this whole bear skin is very broken...

Claude was surprised when he remembered that before he left, the sorceress told him to peel the bears according to the specifications of this old bearskin. Is there any mystery in this old bearskin? A careful measurement of Claude revealed that the skull of the old bear skin and the palms of the four bears were partially intact, except for a two-foot crack in the chest, which, like a whole peel, dug out the muscular bones inside.

I don't think I can eat a bear clap, but isn't it too much trouble to peel? Is it so skinned that it has a special purpose for the Junior Mage... Claude thought and took a closer look at the old bear-skinned bear's palm, which revealed that the sharp claw tip on the bear's palm is still free to retract, bright and sharp, as if it were still growing on the black bear.

Trouble with that. Fortunately, Claude knows how to spell and precisely control both spells. If he takes the knife himself, he'll have to work here for a day or two to peel the old bear's skin. It's much easier now. The magic hand was applied and the body of the black bear on the ground was easily turned over.

The black bear's death was caused by the insertion of a black iron spear full of gaps in the heart of the white moon tooth on its chest. Apparently, the young wizard wrapped the vine around the incoming guest, and then held the black iron spear head into the heart of the giant bear. And before dying, one of the bear's claws broke free of the vines and gave it to the sorceress. However, the young wizard retreated quickly, avoiding the crisis of ripping open her abdomen, leaving only those three half-foot paw marks on her chest, eventually comatose due to excessive blood loss...

Claude remembered the second time he came to the Witch Forest with something, when he saw the Teenage Mage peeling a little squirrel with this black iron spear head. He stretched his hand and slapped himself on the forehead twice. If he hadn't broken the Girl Master's spear, the Girl Master wouldn't have had to take this black iron spear head to fight this big black bear close to him.

She brought food, clothes and utensils to the young wizard, but forgot to bring her a self-defense weapon. Perhaps the fierceness of the young wizard when he first met him didn't even think about it. In fact, if you look at the nest, you can see that this black iron spear head should be the only metal weapon around the young wizard. Although sharp, the sharp blade gap was such that it failed to achieve a single blow to death when inserted into the heart of the black bear. Instead, it brought the giant bear to the brink of death, breaking free of the vine and causing harm to the young wizard.

Fortunately, the Big Black Wolf newsletter allowed him to rescue the Teenage Mage. Claude set his mind, carried out spell hand and precise control, transformed a spell hand into a sharp slaughter knife. According to the old bear skin laid on the bed, the chest of the body of the black bear on the ground was precisely cut out the same long and short crack...

An hour later, a new bear skin was born that retained the skull and the palms of four bears, and Claude took the bear skin to the open ground and let the rain wash down the blood stains inside. Then again, a spell hand was carried out to remove the bear bones from the large pieces of bear meat and put them in a linen bag that he had brought. As for the bear gall, it was already in an empty bamboo barrel.

Claude was carrying a bunch of linen bags this time, two mountain horses anyway, and he could bring back everything useful on this giant bear. These are three bags of marijuana, like bear meat and bear ribs, which count as over 300 kilos of meat. Claude estimated that nearly 600 pounds of this giant bear was accurate, with more than a hundred pounds of bone picked out, plus that whole bear's skin and even the blood lost.

After cleaning up this giant bear, Claude took another look at this coyote shack, saying that this place is no longer inhabitable, don't say that the wooden wall is broken, the blood and foam of this place alone can easily attract a large number of snakeworm ants or something. Now the open space around the shack is full of water, insect ants can't get by, when a small amount of rain leaks into the ground, the shack is here as a party place for insect ants. Claude couldn't clean it up even if he wanted to, and the black bear's blood had infiltrated the floor of the shack, which would not eliminate the bloody smell unless it was three feet off the ground.

Besides, the Teenage Mage and the Big Black Wolf have been taken to the cantonment camp to feed their wounds, and it is impossible to come back to live here during the rainy season, and the wooden walls that want to repair this shack will wait until after the April sunshine. So Claude simply handpicked up all the useful debris in the den, wrapped it in the fur sewn blanket on the bed and put it in the innermost compartment, then stuffed everything the young wizard could use into her own linen bag, ready to take it back to the young wizard.

It is almost 8: 00 p.m. to climb back to the cantonment camp with two mountain horses in heavy rain on the mountain road. Fortunately, McJackie burned the hot water early and the tub was ready for Claude to come back and take a bath. Ordered Big Gummy to unload eight linen bags on two mountain horses. Three linen bags with bear meat and bear plates were first placed in the lobby on the ground floor. The bear meat was halogenated at night, and the other five linen bags were taken to their rooms.

When Claude took a bath and changed his clothes back to his room, he found out that the big Grimes had brought all five sacks. The young wizard was still lying in bed, seemingly just waking up, blushing on her side against the pillow, the big black wolf sniffing around the five sacks, bandages on her head and back, which looked ridiculous.

“Are you awake?” Claude, generous, walked up to the bed, touched the maiden's forehead, a little hot, but much better than just waking up in the morning: “How do you feel? ”

“You, you're back?” The young wizard was a little shy trying to drill into the quilt, but lacked the strength to drill, just trying to lift the quilt. She didn't know what she was thinking. She didn't even know Claude was coming in.

“Well, the bear skin...”

“Stripped, brought it to you.” Claude pointed to the five linen bags: “Don't worry, it all peeled off like your old bear skin, it doesn't make a difference. Besides, your shack is no longer inhabitable. I packed it up and brought back everything I thought would be useful and put it in these linen bags. ”

“No, it's impossible...” The Maiden was surprised: “You, how could you peel it so quickly and come back now after noon... I, I need to get up and take a look, give me a hand, I don't have the strength...”