Chapter 86
After a period of research, Greem had roughly discovered some new techniques in using his Golems.
The Demon Alligator Hunter was an Advanced Apprentice level Golem; using it would occupy two points of his Spirit. Such occupancy would last as long as the Golem is still in use. Meanwhile, the Pseudo-Adept level Rock Snake would occupy three points of his Spirit. This also meant that if Greem go all out in battle, with his eleven points of Spirit (Circlet of Nobility gave him +1 in Spirit), he could only maintain one Demon Alligator Hunter and two Rock Snakes in the battlefield.
After all, he still needed to conserve some Spirit in order to cast necessary magic spells.
This was the best result after extensive calculations of the Chip and the advantage brought by the unique magical arrays, which had greatly reduced the Spirit requirement of the golems. If it was some other magical golem that was ordinarily made, with Greem’s current Spirit, he would only be able to maintain a single Rock Snake for his battles.
One of the main reason for such situations is often caused by the unique characteristics of a Golem.
Golems and those commonly seen Titans were different.
Titans were human-liked creations with a fixed body created using huge amounts of rare resources. Because they have massive builds, there’s plenty of space on their bodies allowing the creator to draw all kinds of magical runes and special magic arrays. Naturally, a creation produced with this method had the Spirit requirement for its user reduced to the minimum level.
In most cases, during a battle, the user only needed to give the Titan the simplest commands which it will follow unless otherwise ordered, and then the user could relinquish his control afterwards.
Moving over a small stool, Snorlax climbed up on it and started to passionately give advice and suggestions to its master, it wasn’t even afraid of being dirty and personally helped out to move the body of Lizardman so that its master could dissect the creature on a better position.
Surprisingly, Snorlax actually turned into a tutor who possessed an excellent magical knowledge, wittingly or unwittingly starting to guide Greem on his first ever autopsy experience. Of course, because of the patience of the teacher, and the devoutness of the learner, none of them actually felt anything wrong with their current roles.
Therefore, with the ‘assistance’ of Snorlax, Greem smoothly completed his first autopsy exercise.
It was right until Greem satisfyingly removed his deerskin glove, throwing them together with his long white robe into a dustbin beside the autopsy table, did Snorlax suddenly realize its ‘rude’ behavior. It quickly rush off the small wooden stool, squatting down beside the stool and waited for the punishment of its master.
“You’ve done great today. It looks like you learned quite a lot of things from that Second Grade Adept. I’ll have you as my assistant in my future autopsy exercises.” Greem gave Snorlax a warm smile, and then continued saying, “Get up! Do you really think I’ll punish you for something that you never did wrong, just because of my pride? Alright, clean up the place, it’s time for lunch!”
Conveniently tossing away the rubbish in his hand, Greem turned around and returned to his own room, leaving behind Snorlax who had a blank expression.
Looking over its shoulder at the bloody ‘slaughter house’, it sniffed the pungent smell of blood and after thinking for some time, Snorlax finally understood why its master didn’t want to put this autopsy station in his own room.
He must be afraid the smell would affect his appetite!
This was a really special master. Snorlax murmured inwardly.