Hevin wanted to find out if there was anything wrong with him.

He has a simple method.

"Ned, Hagar." The demon hunter snapped his fingers, letting the syllables of the original runes roar out.

Grim stood frozen on the spot, and the movement speed of the basic particles began to slow down, allowing the magic power of freezing everything to dominate the room.

He used this ability to save most of the Knights who were contaminated by the war.

Although the runes were spoken in his mouth, this absolute stillness was not Odin's masterpiece, but a powerful magic that he combined the runes with the magic power of the frost giant and spent a lot of time to develop.

This is not a power that can be used at will. For ordinary people with fragile bodies, a stasis may cause permanent irreversible damage more than ten years after the magic is lifted. Only people of level two or above can withstand the damage it brings.

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And except for the special situation when war pollution broke out because he had no choice but to take advantage of the curtain formed by Tyr and the White Tower to use it wantonly, this spell must be used cautiously when no one is disturbing him.

If someone opens the door and tries to walk into the office now, the consequences could be disastrous.

A little worse than death.

Therefore, Hevin must always pay attention to the movement outside the door. Once someone approaches him, he can only lift the stasis spell instantly.

Fortunately, Grimm will not be traumatized by being stasis, and no one will enter this office in a short time.

Hevin had an interesting idea. In his long life, he had encountered an interesting creature. For them, the brains and souls of other creatures were their back gardens for them to come and go as they pleased.

Thick purple tentacles continued to climb and stretch around his arms under the clothes, stretched out from Hevin's cuffs, and moved flexibly towards Grim's head.

The tentacle circled around Grim's brain and gently attached it to the back of his neck. Purple light mist flickered on the suction cup on the tentacle.

The tip of the tentacle suddenly swelled, as if a large mass of air was moving along its internal tube. The bulge followed the tentacle and moved in a circle around Hevin's arm, and then slowly disappeared into the deep darkness.

Purple magical light also shone in Hewen's pupils and cuffs, and he drove the spiritual tentacles to stir in Grim's brain with an expressionless expression.

He did not directly pry into Grim's memory, which could easily cause confusion and loss of the controlled person's memory. Instead, he borrowed a little knowledge of modern psychology to bring him into a completely open state.

Hewen asked:

"May I have your name."

The biology professor made an emotionless voice:

"Grim Carr."

Hewen continued to ask:

"What occupation have you had?"

Grim Carr replied:

"Carpenter, hunter, witcher, assistant teacher, lecturer, associate professor, full professor."

"Do you know about the Forerunner Institute?"

Grim Carr answered honestly:

"have no idea."

"Have you never even heard of it?"

"Have not heard."

"Why do you want to be a biology professor?"

Grimm's answer was surprising:

"Because I like to study the physiological structure and habits of animals."

This is not surprising, because studying the physiological structure and habits of monsters is an important part of hunting monsters, and when the monsters disappear, the demon hunters who enjoy this process will inevitably replace them with other creatures.

After asking a few more questions and confirming that he was just a changed demon hunter, Hevin let the suction cup release Grim's neck, and the tentacles instantly retracted into nothingness.

Time starts to flow.

Grim blinked. Although it only lasted a moment, he felt that his shoulders suddenly became much stiffer.

By the way, since Hewen has no problem, now he can ask really valuable questions.

Grim said:

"Professor Hevin, let me show you something."

He turned his shoulders and took out a silver gray wolf statue from the drawer. The gray wolf had a proud expression, and its hair, tail and limbs were intertwined in weird postures. A strange beauty came from the gray wolf's movements.

diffuse out.

Grim said:

"This is something my friend in Firth brought to me. Maybe it can reveal Gufirth's worship of wolves."

Hevin picked up the statue and turned it around in his hands.

Hewen stared at the wolf's head, and behind the pride, he saw other emotions, loneliness and sadness.

He stared at the wolf's head for a long time, so long that Grimm felt a little uneasy.

"Professor Hewen, are you okay?"

Hewen still stared at the wolf eagle:

"selling?"

Grimm was stunned:

"This is my private collection."

Hewen said:

"Make a price."

Grimm replied politely:

"Sorry, I don't plan to sell it."

Hewen quoted a price:

"One hundred thousand pounds."

Grimm looked at Hevin in surprise.

It's not that he has never seen so much money. When he worked as a demon hunter in the past, many employers had huge wealth. He has also seen endless treasures in the lost ancient city. Just the gold and gold in his sight

Gems can be exchanged for at least hundreds of millions of British pounds.

But he had never heard of a person spending 100,000 pounds on such an ordinary statue. He knew that when his friend brought it to him, he said that the statue only cost 20 pounds. This was also because this small statue was made of sterling silver.

reason.

If Hevin realizes the value of the statue, perhaps because it contains some mysterious power, then he must not let the statue leave him.

He didn't know whether the power hidden inside was evil. If Hevin didn't have enough will and the statue had the power to confuse people, then Grim would become a murderer who corrupted good people.

Grimm refused:

"No, no matter how much you pay, I won't sell it."

Hewen and Langtong looked at each other:

"Two hundred thousand? No, how about one million? I really want her."

Grim paused for a while before suppressing the greed in his heart:

"No, even if it's one million..."

Hevin finally looked away from the wolf statue.

He stretched out his right hand and made a simple gesture in front of him.

For the first time, Grim was no longer calm. He looked seriously at the gesture made by Hewen and whispered:

"Where the violence rages."

Hevin responded:

"We are always here."

Grim exhaled with mixed feelings. He did not expect to meet his compatriots here. A few decades ago, he did not have a special fondness for other demon hunters, but now he can no longer see any hunter.

The world of demons.

Every time he sees the witcher, it reminds him of the good times of the past【】.

Hewen said:

"I discovered your identity when I saw your book. This statue has special meaning to me. Can I get it?"

Grimm asked:

"Isn't there some evil force in it?"

Hewen said:

"Of course not, it just carries a memory that I can't say is good or bad."

Grim fumbled in the drawer for a moment and took out a small silver chain:
Chapter completed!