Peter turned around in the depression, and the strange calm around him seemed to be an invisible hand touching his heart. Every time he took a step forward, the hands would tighten slightly, until he could not breathe.
Except for the fallen leaves trampled by spiders of all sizes as they crawled, there was no trace of the battle at all.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Peter might have thought that the spider swarm had just moved.
It can also defeat small Acromantula colonies, such as the large colony where Aragog is located. Even if it cannot be wiped out in one go, Peter is sure to escape unscathed.
But the battle just now was too weird. In such a fierce scene, not even a bit of debris or a drop of juice was left. All the larger spiders disappeared, and the only remaining spiders in their current form could bite them in one bite.
Dead little one.
Peter secretly thought that the appearance of that person was too terrifying, and he was already convinced of Hecate's existence.
The entire depression was as if it had been licked by an extremely huge greedy tongue, and everything that could be eaten was swallowed up.
Oh, I forgot that there is a big one over there. I vaguely heard that it has something to do with Hagrid.
Maybe Peter would still be a little interested in seeing if he could catch some clues that could be used, but now he just wants to return quickly and return to the boy's bed.
The timid mouse really didn't expect that Ani, who was usually gentle and polite, would be so brutal and brutal in his actions, killing a tribe of magical creatures to almost extinction.
Peter has made up his mind that he will never appear alone in front of Ani unless Ron is in his pocket.
God knows if he would send him away directly after seeing a little mouse.
In order to survive, he would not hesitate to lose the chance to hook up with Hecate.
Only when you are alive can you have everything.
But I am really unwilling to give in. It is obvious that a rare opportunity is just around the corner, but I can't find the key clues.
"Are you very unwilling?"
Peter nodded, of course...
Wait!
Who is speaking?
Although Aini has left, Peter still habitually hides himself in the shadows, so he is not aware of the shadows that appear above him.
I didn’t expect that I would be caught while moving in the form of a mouse. In this case, I had no choice but to fight hard.
A fierce look that was completely opposite to timidity flashed in Peter's eyes, but it was soon replaced by ecstasy.
Although she has only heard this sound a few times, it has been deeply engraved in her memory.
Hecate?
Hecate!
On the old fallen leaves, a little mouse arched its back so hard that its body shape was almost changed.
No, not almost, the change was indeed happening. The first thing that came out was a male head, then the torso, and the limbs. After a few breaths, Peter completely changed back to his original appearance.
He didn't dare to raise his head, and prostrated humbly on the ground. The thick pile of fat on his belly was squeezed and spread out, like a degrading sea cucumber.
"Great being, your servant is willing to devote all his loyalty."
Peter pressed his forehead to the ground with great effort. During the more than ten years as a mouse, he had grown too fat by eating and sleeping.
"Oh? But what's the use of you? This greasy look is not as delicious as those spiders."
"Hecate"'s words were full of disgust, but when they fell into Peter's ears, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if he knew that the other party showed up and did not directly erase him, he must have some other thoughts, but the "sacrifice" scene just now was so shocking that Peter couldn't help but feel a little timid.
Hecate's question seemed cruel, but the meaning behind it was exactly what Peter expected most.
"I am willing to serve you as my Lord, offer you sufficient blood food, and dedicate any living creature within my ability to you."
Peter's head was lowered, and the opening and closing of his lips was accompanied by a swishing sound of playing with blades of grass, which looked very funny.
However, this short man with a plain appearance and always taking shelter behind others, the meaning revealed in his words is enough to make most dark wizards feel chilled.
It's as if this place is not the mother planet where he was born and raised, but just an insignificant stop in his life journey, an emotionless offering.
Peter believed the "dream" Aini compiled for him and learned that besides Blue Star, there were other worlds, and everything here was no longer indispensable.
The terrible depression of all things is the best ending for him——
The premise is that Hecate can really grant strength and immortality after receiving blood food.
After waiting for a moment, Peter did not get an answer from the man. The despicable man lying on the ground thought that the other man was doubting his determination and quickly expressed his position.
"Please do not doubt your servant's determination. Being able to sacrifice everything in the world to you is their greatest value and honor."
The other party still didn't say a word, and fine beads of sweat kept pouring out, soaking his robes and wetting the fallen leaves.
"So, you are still of some use."
After a while, "Hecate" replied in a faint tone. She didn't deliberately create pressure on Peter before, but was shocked by his shamelessness.
As an elf of the forest and the darling of magic, Sylvie does not need to eat and has no relevant experience, but at this moment, she thinks she roughly understands what "disgusting" means.
If she hadn't promised Aini to help him act, she would have almost been unable to restrain her impulse and stretched out her small fist to smash Peter's head.
Maybe it would be better to throw him out of the Forbidden Forest and then kill him, otherwise the ugliest poisonous weeds will surely grow in the place watered by his blood.
Sylvie doesn't want those things to grow in the same space as herself. After all, strictly speaking, every plant in the Forbidden Forest is her body.
Upon hearing the expected response, Peter, who was sweating profusely, felt that the abyss of suffering he had just faced turned into the feeling of relief after taking a sauna, and he began to praise the other party's supreme kindness loudly.
But he didn’t know that the being he worshiped was already thinking about how to dispose of his body...
That’s ironic!
Peter is very good at Occlumency, but he doesn't have the talent for Legilimency. Even if he could, he probably wouldn't dare to use it on "Hecate".
The leading car of the Acromantula tribe has not yet arrived at Hell, and Peter does not want to catch their last train.
He didn't know that he was in the game, but he was wandering in great happiness at this time. He felt that every cell in his body was singing for joy, and even the beautiful words he was full of were filled with sincerity. p>
"Master, after your servant prepares the blood food, what should I tell you?"
The trembling voice became more respectful. Only by leaving the other party's mark can today's action be considered a complete success.
"Servant? How can an incompetent mortal be worthy of being my dependent?"
Sylvie, who played "Hecate", laughed, her words full of contempt and disdain.