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146. Accident

Hevin opened the door.

The girl put down her books and got off the sofa.

Hala shouted happily:

"Hewen, you are back, hey, what is this?"

Hewen is holding a gold chain in his right hand, and the bottom end of the chain is connected to a pocket watch with strange carvings.

Hewen took the pocket watch back into his hand:

"It's a terrible thing, Hola, you need to stay away from it."

Ha La asked worriedly:

"Hevin, is this something dangerous?"

Hewen and the one-eyed man carved on it looked at each other for a moment:

"Probably, as long as you don't get close to it, it'll be fine."

There is no magic, witchcraft energy, distortion caused by ancient worship, or evil breath on the pocket watch, and the patterns are just patterns.

But there are some things, whose simple drawing alone can bring forth the terrifying and gigantic shadows of the Outer Lands.

The erasure of traces of the existence of the old gods was partly for this reason. If someone could paint an accurate depiction of Odin, it would have a strange quality to it even if no magic was used in its creation.

strength.

It's not magic or divine power. If you want to find a name for that power, it can only be said to be the power of Odin himself.

The same goes for pocket watches.

Hevin patted Hala on the head, walked quickly back to his room, put the pocket watch on the desk shelf, and then placed the statue of the giant wolf on top of it.

Of course the same goes for Fenrir.

He had seen this ancient symbol in many places. Before he entered the profession of witcher, he had seen similar things, similar symbols, and variations of the symbol, and he had also heard that

There have been rumors related to it.

Hewen came to the study room. He sat on a high-backed chair. Some of the books on the nearby bookshelf quickly moved into the bookshelf as if they were mechanically controlled, leaving an empty rectangular area. Then the books he needed floated out of it.

Come up and fill this gap.

Ha La also followed him into the study, quietly sat down opposite Hewen, took a third-rate book "Death and Deception" and read it with gusto.

Hewen continued to read ancient books that recorded this symbol, or mentioned this symbol in language.

"Hell Song", "Inhuman Sentient Creatures", "Devil's Feast", "Esjit's Advice", "Summoning Ritual", "Primal Fear" original text transcripts, etc.

There are countless stories about this symbol, and things about it have appeared in many primitive tribes in uncivilized countries and some evil esoteric cults, but they have completely different views on its identity.

Some people think it is a miniature image of a hell king, some think it is the chaos god behind the scenes, some say it is a crazy concept born with the universe, and some claim it is an evil life from other universes.

Hewen kept flipping through ancient books, trying to connect the taboo knowledge about this symbol as time passed, but found that many descriptions about it were pieced together and had no relationship at all, and there were a lot of self-contrasts.

Contradictory content.

It's as if someone is spreading rumors about it wantonly, making it impossible to find the true origin.

It's more like these stories about people who swear to reveal the truth about ancient evils are jokes, something used by the evil spirits themselves to fool others.

The reason why Hevin cares so much about this symbol is because he has seen it with his own eyes.

If possible, he would very much like to find out the meaning of this symbol.

He kept flipping through the books, trying to find loopholes in the countless carefully crafted lies, but he found nothing. After he postponed the inquiry, he looked at the girl sleeping across the table and realized that it was already the next morning.

Hewen put down the half-read ancient book, picked up Ha La's light body, quietly opened the girl's bedroom door, walked in, let Ha La lie on his little bed, and covered her with a quilt quietly.

.

Hewen maintained the operation of magic and left Ha La's room silently. He threw the ancient book on the desk to the bookshelf. The bookshelf gave up its position in an instant and accurately caught this 500-year-old ancient book.

books.

Hewen went downstairs alone, preparing a breakfast for the sleeping girl and himself. He walked into the kitchen, took out the ingredients he had prepared earlier, and was planning to make a meat feast.

Both Hevin and Halla are lucky enough not to have to worry about health and obesity.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was an urgent and heavy knocking sound at the door, and the visitor must be in a very urgent mood.

But Hewen, who was interrupted from cooking, was not in such a good mood.

He put down the spatula and walked towards the door, which was still banging heavily.

Hevin opened the door suddenly, but the knocker failed to react. His fist hit Hewen's solid chest muscles hard and was bounced away hard.

After the uninvited guest felt Hewen's muscles, his angry expression disappeared a bit and became gentler.

Standing at the door were two students. The man standing in front was of medium height and had firm eyes, while the man behind him wore a pair of glasses and had a gentle and elegant appearance.

The man leading the charge was none other than Roxuton, who originally organized the tracking plan, and the person behind him was his friend Richard, who majored in sociology.

Luo Xiuton was about to speak, but Hewen asked first.

Hewen said in a cold voice:

"Don't you know what time it is? My niece is still sleeping. Why are you knocking on the door so loudly?"

Luo Xiudun argued with reason:

"We have something very important to tell you."

Hewen asked with an unkind expression:

"whats the matter?"

Luo Huton said:

"I'm Roshton from the anthropology major, and this is my friend Richard from the sociology major. We're here today for another one..."

Luo Xiuton thought about it and chose a word to describe their relationship with Abbas:

"Classmate, his name is Abbas, and he is a student of the School of History."

Hewen reached out directly, grabbed Luo Xiuden's collar, and easily lifted him up with one hand:

"You were the one who followed Ha La and threatened and frightened her?"

Luo Xiudun was almost out of breath:

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

Hewen let go of his hand and let him fall to the ground. Fortunately, Luo Xiuden supported the ground with his hands, so he didn't fall into the mud.

After Richard saw that Hewen could lift an adult man with one hand, he obediently shut his mouth and stopped talking. Luo Xiuden was in good health and would be fine after being thrown twice, but he couldn't stand this.

impact.

Luo Xiudun took several breaths before struggling to stand up:

"We do want to learn about you through your niece, but this is not the focus now."

Hewen looked at them without saying a word.

Luo Xiuden and Richard couldn't help but feel guilty, but Luo Xiuden still said what he said:

"Something happened to Abbas."
Chapter completed!
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