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

He has an easy way.

"Ned, Hagel. The witcher snapped his fingers, sending the syllables of primordial rune out.

Grim froze in place, the speed of the basic particles slowing down, allowing the frozen magic to reign in the room.

It was with this ability that he saved most of the members of the Order who had been contaminated by the war.

Although he was reading the runes of Rune, this absolute stillness was not Odin's masterpiece, but a powerful magic that he had spent a lot of time studying by combining the Rune Rune with the magic of the Frost Giant.

This is not a force that can be used at will, and for ordinary people with fragile bodies, a static moment can erupt into permanent irreversible damage more than ten years after the magic is lifted, and only people of the second order and above can withstand the damage it brings.

And with the exception of the special circumstance of using the curtain formed by Tyre and the Pure White Tower when the war pollution broke out, he took advantage of the curtain formed by the Tyre and the Pure White Tower, and the spell had to be applied carefully when no one disturbed him.

If someone opens the door and wants to walk into the office right now, the results can be terrible.

A little worse than death.

Therefore, Hewen also had to keep an eye on the movement outside the door, as soon as someone approached him, he could only instantly lift the stagnation spell.

Fortunately, Grim won't be traumatized by being still, and no one will enter the office anytime soon.

Herwin had an interesting idea that in his long life he had encountered an interesting creature for whom the brains and souls of other creatures were their backyard for them to come and go as they pleased.

Thick purple tentacles crawled and stretched around his arms under his clothes, reaching out from Hervin's cuffs and moving nimbly towards Grim's head.

The tentacles circled around Grim's brain, gently snuggling against the back of his neck, a mist of purple light flickering on the suckers on the tentacles.

The tip of the tentacle bulged suddenly, as if a large cloud of air was moving along its inner pipe, and the bulge followed the tentacle in a circle around Hewen's arm, and then slowly disappeared into the deep darkness.

Purple magical aura shone through Hervin's pupils and cuffs at the same time, and his expressionless spiritual tentacles churned in Grim's brain.

He didn't directly snoop into Grim's memories, which could easily cause the manipulator's memory to be confused and lost, and he borrowed a little knowledge of modern psychology to put him in a state of complete openness.

Herwin asked:

"What's your name. ”

The biology professor made an emotionless voice:

"Grim Carr. ”

Herwin continued to ask:

"What kind of profession have you done. ”

Grim Carr replied:

"Carpenter, hunter, witcher, teaching assistant, lecturer, associate professor, full professor. ”

"Do you know the Precursor Institute?"

Grim Carr replied honestly:

"I don't know. ”

"Haven't even heard of it?"

"I haven't heard of it. ”

"Why would you want to be a biology professor. ”

Grim's answer was unexpected:

"Because I love studying the physiology and habits of animals. ”

This is not surprising, as studying the physiology and habits of monsters is an important part of hunting monsters, and when the monsters subside, the witchers who enjoy this process will inevitably replace them with other creatures.

After asking a few more questions, and making sure that he was just a turned witcher, Hervin let the suction cup release the back of Grim's neck, and the tentacles instantly shrank into nothingness.

Time begins to flow.

Grim blinked, and although it had only been a split second, he felt his shoulders stiffen a lot.

By the way, since Hewen has no questions, it is time to ask really valuable questions.

Grim says:

"Professor Herwen, I'll show you something. ”

He turned his shoulders and took out a silver statue of the gray wolf from the drawer, the gray wolf's expression was haughty, the hair, tail and limbs were entangled in a strange posture, and a strange beauty permeated from the gray wolf's movements.

Grim says:

"It's something that my friend at Firth brought me, and perhaps this could reveal Guephers' act of worship for wolves. ”

Herwin picked up the statue and let it spin around in his hand.

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

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

"Professor Herwen, are you alright?"

Hewen still stared at the wolf eagle:

"Sell?"

Grim was stunned:

"This is my private collection. ”

Hervin says:

"Make an offer. ”

Grim replied politely:

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to sell. ”

Hewen quoted a price:

"One hundred thousand pounds. ”

Grim looked at Herwin in surprise.

It wasn't that he hadn't seen so much money, many of his employers had made a lot of money when he was a witch hunter in the past, and he had seen the endless treasures of the lost ancient city, and the gold and gems in his sight alone could be exchanged for at least hundreds of millions of British pounds.

But he had never heard of a man paying 100,000 pounds for such an ordinary statue, knowing that when his friend brought it to him, he said that the statue only cost 20 pounds, and that it was because the small statue was made of sterling silver.

If Herwin sensed the value of the statue, perhaps because of some mysterious power contained in it, then he must not let the statue leave him.

He didn't know if the power hidden inside was evil, and if Hewen didn't have enough will, and the statue had demagogic power, then Grim would be a murderer who would make good people fall.

Grim refused:

"No, I won't sell it for any amount of money. ”

Hervin and Wolf Hitomi looked at each other:

"Two hundred thousand? no, how about a million? I really want her. ”

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

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

Herwin finally looked away from the wolf-shaped 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 at the gesture made by Hewen solemnly, and whispered:

"Where the ravages are raging. ”

Hervin responded:

"We are always there. ”

Grim exhaled with mixed feelings, he didn't expect to meet his compatriots here, he didn't have a special affection for other witchers a few decades ago, but now, he can't see the world of witchers.

Every time he saw a witcher, he would be reminded of the good things of the old days.

Hervin says:

"When I saw your book, I realized your identity, this statue has a special meaning to me, can I get it?"

Grim asked:

"Isn't there any evil in there?"

Hervin says:

"Of course not, it's just that it carries a memory of mine that can't be said to be good or bad. ”

Grim fumbled in the drawer for a moment and pulled out a small silver chain:

"It's part of the statue, and it's been given to you together. ”