Chapter 129: Judge Ashe Heath

Chapter 129: Judge Ashe Heath

Red Mist Research Institute, Laboratory 13.

Lane pushed a cart into the lab, unloading three body bags onto the long table. He let out a sigh, Professor, the new materials have arrived!

Coming.

Lawrence emerged from the back room, glancing at the ten body bags on the table. His large fish-like eyes blinked as he caught a whiff of the rotten stench permeating from the corpses. He nodded, What about the dolphin?

The mother dolphin you specified is already in the tank downstairs, but it was too large to bring up. Professor, did you need the dolphin right after its death? When do you need it?

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Yes sir. Professor, did you want to examine a live dolphin? Should I have the tank brought up here?

No need to move it up here.

Not for research material, and not to bring to the lab?

Lane blinked in confusion, Professor, did you really want to research dolphins?

Of course. Lawrence calmly replied. But remember to deliver her to my home later.

Damn!

As an outstanding human research assistant, Lane felt his worldview shaken the rumors of blue scaled fishmen favoring dolphins were true!

Lets unpack the boxes. Lawrence said. Youre lucky. When I was an intern, we didnt have nearly as many research materials. Watch closely and learn.

Yes sir!

Lawrence opened the first body bag. Human male, obese youth, non-sorcerer, Level 1 ordinary material. You can practice on this one.

Beastman male, muscular youth, non-sorcerer, Level 3 ordinary material. This ones for your practice too.

Human female, average youth, non-sorcerer, Level 3 ordinary material. Practice on this.

Elf male, muscular middle-aged, non-sorcerer, Level 7 rare material. This ones mine.

Whats the hospital doingnevermind. Dog, male, muscular adult, non-sorcerer, Level 2 ordinary material. You can practice on this one.

After opening the last bag, Lawrence shook his head. 8 ordinary, 2 rare, and not a single sorcerer corpse. Our luck isnt the greatest this time.

Professor, this is already really good! Lane quickly added. Usually the hospital only sends the institute around 20 corpses a day, mostly Level 1 ordinary ones that died from illness or old age. And that small amount still has to be divided amongst the whole institute. When I was learning from Professor Oslan, sometimes we didnt have new materials for a whole week.

Its only been plentiful recently. Theres even too much for us to use up before the death aura dissipates after 7 days deadline. Weve been working overtime nonstop.

I see, I see. Lawrences mood was decent, even adding some fishman bubble sounds as he spoke. We really must thank those foreign sorcerers. They should come to Caimon City every yearno, every month.

Professor! Lane was shocked. Watch your words! The Archon will be upset!

Relax, were the sacred bloodline favored by the Archon. He wont withdraw his grace over some careless words.

But still, what if someone else hears and reports to-

Alright, alright. So you think I said wrong?

Of course you were. Every month would be too damaging to the economy, Caimon City cant handle such frequent devastation. Lane seriously replied. Itd be more reasonable if they went to Feimeng City every month instead. A third of the new materials from Caimon already get sent to their research institute.

Lawrence looked at his new student as expected of a former human, much more devious than a fishman.

A light screen suddenly popped up, notifying Lawrence his appointment time had arrived. He told his student, Lane, get started on pre-processing the materials. I need to step out for a bit.

Yes Professor.

After taking off his lab coat and spraying on some perfume to mask the corpse stench, Lawrence briskly left the lab.

Hahahaha, Im laughing out loud! Come, a toast to the escapees, may they bring some fun to the Blood Mad Hunters!

Cheers!

Someone else shouted, A toast to the increased materials these past days! Weve gotten more in the past few days than the last few months combined!

Cheers!

To the foreign sorcerers

Whoa whoa, we better not casually toast to that.

Then a toast to the deceased!

Cheers!

Lawrence also happily raised his glass, downing the Song of the Elves in one go.

Although it didnt concern him, Medic [222] was still at Shattered Lake Prison right now. For this jailbreak, the medical team bore undeniable responsibility, arguably even more than the guards the guards were openly attacked, while the medics operated in the shadows like bats.

Lawrence even felt lucky to have been kicked out early as an esteemed sacred bloodline sorcerer, he couldnt have borne the shame of being controlled by death row inmates.

So there wont be a Blood Moon Tribunal to watch tonight? Boring.

Boss, how about starting a betting pool on the escapees? Guessing when theyll be caught, if theyll be killed while on the run, Ive got a friend in the Heresy Court who can send news right away!

The snake boss mused, Let me think about it

Just then, eight light screens suddenly materialized in the center of the bar!

Everyone froze, looking to the boss, but he seemed unperturbed. I have it set to automatically open the screens for the 8pm Tribunal. But since the shows cancelled tonight-

Cut it open with a blade when the wounds are deep enough, to relieve yesterdays curse

There was even opening music!?

Under the baffled, astonished, expectant gazes, a prison guard appeared on the screens, holding the Register of Sinners which obscured his mouth, leaving only cold, indifferent eyes visible.

Greetings everyone, Im your host for tonights Blood Moon Tribunal, Ashe Heath.

Ashe Heath?

Ashe Heath!

No one could forget that name after just a few days, especially since many had been eagerly anticipating his return to the Tribunal stage!

Since this Tribunal could end at any time, lets get right to it and introduce tonights sinners up for redemption.

The scene switched to show the lake outside the prison. Eight slender crimson pillars emerged from Shattered Lake, each with a stone seat atop holding a prisoner.

This is Edmund Meunken, former Tax Bureau executive secretary.

This is Bernard Laidor, former project head of the Government Affairs Department.

This is Ernest Andrei, former congressman.

When the camera focused on the last contestant, everyone watching the Tribunal in bars, institutes, churches, orphanages, and the Heresy Court jumped up in shock.

This is Alandor Fernand Snow, Ashe announced, incumbent mayor of Caimon City.

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