Extraordinary Bloodline Integration

Hodge didn't want to provoke the law enforcement team. It would be easy if the original leader of the law enforcement team was still there. It was nothing more than a small threat, and a lot of things could be done with a money offensive.

But such a method is not suitable for Margaret, or for Margaret who was born in the Lauren Frost family, if Hodge dared to do such a thing in the morning, he would be offended before noon A noble charge away.

Although Queen Aundair vigorously supports all kinds of talents from the folk, the power of the nobles has not weakened yet. Because of the behavior of the queen, the nobles now want to take a bite out of everyone to show their aristocratic authority.

The losses brought by the Law Enforcement Team to the Pharmacist Branch cannot be ignored. It took Hodge a lot of effort to get through the relationship with the Law Enforcement Team so that he could smuggle some contraband. Now Margaret's airborne has made Hodge's efforts useless.

Fuck, **** airborne leader! Damn the nobility!

The anger was constantly stimulating the brain, but Hodge remained calm. At this moment when the situation was no longer in favor of the pharmacist branch, as the president, he needed to remain calm so as not to make mistakes.

"Huh? You seem to have something to say."

Noticing that the masked thief was different from before, Hodge asked his subordinates for their opinions, "What do you think?"

The masked thief hesitated for a while before saying: "Some short-sighted views have many mistakes and omissions."

"It's okay, let's talk." Hodge picked up the high-heeled glass and tasted the red wine gracefully. "Perhaps your opinion will be useful."

Now that the immediate boss has said that, the masked thief has nothing to worry about:

"If Master [Karl] wants to sell shimmer ointment secretly, why not go to the [black market], instead go to the street to sell it one by one? Also, the production speed and quantity of the House of Albert are far more than those under our name. Waiting for the manufacturer, with such a high production rate, is it because the priest named Mo Cheng has mastered all the formulas of the ointment?"

"Also." The masked thief continued to add, "Ever since [Carl] appeared once, we have never been able to find him again, and in Winterhold College, we have not been able to detect a person named [Carl] Cal]'s mage's message."

"I'm wondering if there is a possibility. Maybe Master [Carl] and his teacher's mage group don't exist, and the focus is on that Priest Mo Cheng? Is it possible that Shimmer Ointment was developed by Priest Mo Cheng?"

"..."

Calm, without any sound, even Herman, who was severely beaten, slowed down his breathing, watching Hodge still calmly drinking red wine, no one made a sound.

"Pfft!"

Huo Qi suddenly lost his composure and laughed so loudly that he couldn't even hold the red wine in his hand steadily, "Hahahahahahahaha, this is really, really, so interesting."

After a long time, Hodge stopped laughing and wiped the corners of his mouth, "Well, there are some things you can't touch, so you have wrong estimates when you encounter such things, it's not your fault."

Even though he said this, the corners of Hodge's mouth continued to twitch, obviously he still reacted to the masked thief's words.

To this, the masked thief didn't respond at all, as if he wasn't the one who spoke just now.

"Do you know how [the black market] came about?"

The masked thief nodded, "I know, because some businessmen are dissatisfied with the tax rate set by the queen, so they secretly set up a black market with personal reputation as a guarantee, and transactions in the black market do not need to pay taxes to the queen."

This is the most widely circulated version, and the version most people believe.

Hodge shook his head, "What kind of businessman dares to conduct tax-free transactions in the capital? And the Law Enforcement Corps and the Knights didn't catch him. What kind of businessmen united to make people believe that the black market is a secret of?"

Hodge spat out the answer, two simple words, "Noble!"

Only the well-connected nobles in Fairhaven can open a black market that will not be traced, and only the black market opened by nobles will not be seized by the knights.

Even the nobles have the courage to resist paying taxes to Queen Aundair, and have a large amount of smuggled goods under their hands that cannot be seen.

"The reason Master Karl doesn't go to the black market is very simple. With his status as a teacher, he must know exactly who is in the hands of the black market. And he privately used the funds and materials of investors to make a low-light ointment. If he took it to the black market, it would be easy to be found out. Who is selling, the secrecy of the black market is for other people, and there is no little secret for the nobles."

"A team of mages privately used the investor's things to sell. If this was discovered, it would do great damage to the reputation of the mage. If it were me, I would also specifically tell the students not to sell on the black market."

"As for the person who developed the twilight ointment is a priest of the Radiance Church? Why didn't I expect you to have such a sense of humor."

Not only Hodge laughed~www.novelmt.com~ Even Herman, who was beaten like a dead dog, covered his mouth and snickered, "Gutter rats who don't understand pharmacy... ouch!"

As soon as he said it, Hodge immediately picked up his cane and gave Herman a touch, "You don't have a place to talk here!"

"You think the medicine is too simple. A new medicine needs to find a suitable combination from various medicinal materials, as well as the most difficult heat and technique, before it finally takes shape."

"To do this kind of thing requires a lot of medicinal materials, sophisticated instruments, a team with corresponding knowledge, and a large number of drug testing personnel. If it is really the ointment developed by the monk Mo Cheng himself, then Albert's People will die because of the trial drug before the development is successful."

"Let's talk about it." Hodge's mouth curled into a sneering smile, "A priest of the Radiance Church, to develop a salve? Isn't it enough for them to pray to the Radiance?"

For the Principality of Aundair, which has many mages, the superiority of the mage profession has been deeply imprinted in people's minds.

For them, a new, highly effective and cheap ointment, tell him that there is no mage involved in the development of it, but a priest made it?

They'll sneer at you for being a cheap joke.

Contempt for your IQ by the way.

That kind of situation is like someone telling you in reality that the virus vaccines spreading all over the world were not developed by scientists, doctors, experts and scholars.

It was a priest who prayed to God and found the vaccine at his bedside the next day.

"But you are right, the priest of the Albert House, it is necessary to investigate. Go, while the law enforcement team is busy with other things recently, go find some gangsters to test it out."