Over the past twenty years, the Lessiman Council had used its great power to plant "fear" in the hearts of the civilians. Whenever any 'Mage of the Parliament' appeared in public, everyone would obediently back off, not daring to disobey them. Just like now, when more than ten mages wearing the robes of a 'law enforcer' appeared at the pier, the onlooking fishermen almost instantly made way for them, allowing the mages to walk straight to the fishing boat where the monster's carcass was placed.
Although Broom had accepted the Ballenner Academy's money today, he was nothing in the face of the "enforcers". He obediently hid to the side, not making a sound. However, he, who was familiar with the important figures of the Lessiman Council, was stunned when he glanced at the mages …
"Why … Why is Mr. President here?"
His words were overheard by the people beside him. The crowd, who did not recognize Jeremy, immediately realized that something big had happened. The "enforcers" belonged to the "security" department of the Lessiman Council. Even if something big had happened, it should have been the head of the "security" department, and not the current head of the council.
Those with discerning eyes immediately realized that something was amiss, but President Jeremy did not care about the civilians' feelings at all. He strode to the fishing boat with the corpses, glanced at them, and did not say anything. With a wave of his hand, he froze the corpses with ice. Then, he whispered something to the owner of the fishing boat, patted him on the shoulder amiably, and pointed to the "enforcers" beside him …
The fisherman nodded with a pale face, and obediently left with the group of mages. The "enforcers" expressionlessly dragged the corpses of the murlocs away. President Jeremy didn't leave with them. He glanced at the fishing boats around him and fixed his gaze on a few of them. Then, he went to visit the owners of the fishing boats one by one. Not long after, he picked out a few strange-looking fish from the shoal that the other party had caught.
Naturally, the fishermen did not dare to ask Jeremy for money, but the president insisted on paying for the fish at the price of ordinary fish. After everything was over, he took the frozen fish and left the pier.
Behind him, the originally quiet fishermen suddenly became lively.
Amidst the buzz of discussion, Broom felt that the sea beside him seemed to have become a little unfamiliar. He had a feeling that the scene before him was the beginning of a storm. Turning his head to look at the calm sea, he shuddered inexplicably. Then, he left the place as if he was fleeing.
On the other side, Chairman Jeremy, who had just left the port, was frowning deeply, clearly confused by today's discovery.
A few days ago, the old man gave him a murloc carcass. He did not expect that today, there would be fishermen who directly fished up these fellows who should have lived in the distant sea. What puzzled him even more was that although these two batches of murlocs had a certain difference in appearance, when he looked closely, they seemed to be the same species!
They were collectively known as the Blue-Gilled Mermen, and their name originated from their blue-striped skin.
But the problem was … the merman's corpse that he obtained from that old man was only 1.8 meters long, which was much shorter than the 1.4 meters merman that was recorded in the historical records. The merman they saw now was even more exaggerated. He was more than two meters tall, and his body was even more muscular.
Because Lassiman was close to the sea, it had done far more research on marine life than landlocked countries. But even so, the records regarding the Murlocs were not detailed. Jeremy was able to make these judgements based on the sporadic eyewitness reports from the sailors on the long-distance ships in recent years.
As for the location of the sea where the Blue-Gilled Mermen lived, whether they lived together, and what their living habits were, Jeremy was not very clear. After all, human energy was limited. The Murlocs did not affect the development of Lassiman in the past few years, so he did not pay much attention to the living conditions of this species. Therefore, now that he wanted to conduct research on them, the first thing that came to Jeremy's mind was to go to the journal "Deep Blue" to search for information.
The four strange fishes in his hands looked extremely ferocious. The reason why Jeremy picked them out was that he felt an aura similar to the Murlocs from these fishes. From the various signs, there seemed to be some strange changes in the interior of the sea, so much so that many species were affected.
With this thought in mind, he personally went to the receiving office of "Deep Blue". Coincidentally, the person in charge of receiving the manuscripts was the guy who had reprimanded Houdini previously. When he saw the person in front of him, he was instantly shocked. Then, he respectfully invited Jeremy to sit in the VIP room inside.
"It's a pleasant surprise that Mr. President has come … Is there anything that I can help you with?"
Jeremy was not in the mood for pleasantries. He said bluntly, "Find me all the papers related to the 'Murlocs', and also those related to the 'Marine Mutation'."
"Okay, okay."
The receiving office quickly gave the task to the staff in the workshop. After all, since the journal was founded eighteen years ago, there were many papers published here. It would indeed take some time to search through them. He knew that it would not be finished in a short time, so he said, "It is estimated that it will take two days to find all of them. Mr. President, are you preparing to write a new paper? The last time you published about the 'Mutation of Lightning Magic under the Restraint of Magnetic Force', it was really amazing … "
Jeremy had heard this kind of flattery many times, so he was not interested in saying more. He just waved his hand and said, "It's not a new paper, but there are some things in this area that need to be researched. I saw that the papers you selected in the last few issues are not bad. Now there are more mages researching the sea than before? This is a good sign, continue to work hard. "
"The council has given us a lot of preferential policies, and the number of contributors in the last six months has increased. This is all thanks to your support for the motion." The receiving office's three sentences did not stop with flattery, but when he said this, he suddenly remembered that Houdini had come to submit his paper today. For some reason, he added, "Because there are so many people, there are also many who fish in troubled waters. Today, that Houdini tried to fool us with a patchwork of things. It's also thanks to your reform of the review system, or else a guy like him would probably be able to get a lot of Arcana points. "
"Divination" mages were recognized as one of the factions that were the hardest to write papers, so most "divination" mages would always write papers on other aspects to earn Arcana points. But when he heard the name "Houdini", Jeremy thought of something else.
In the last three months, "Houdini" had been criticized by Barrenna's Councilor Rotica in every meeting. Of course, he would not listen to such an illogical accusation, but after looking through the cargo list brought back by the "Boratini", he completely labeled the name "Houdini" as "incompetent" …
Because there was nothing special on this list, and it had nothing to do with the things that Houdini had said in the beginning.
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