The more highly educated people are, the more they believe in their own opinions.

Aaron is an interesting city, and while there is still a lot of primitive worship and folklore in other areas, they have been buried with a shovel called "science".

Buried under concrete roads, buried under cities, buried under rocks and sand, waiting for someone to wake them up.

After a few days of visiting, Herwin has gathered a lot of useful information.

In civilized capitals, people don't believe in ghosts and non-human creatures, and hearsay rumors often struggle to ferment into sensational supernatural stories, so when something truly unusual happens, it will stand out.

The Precursor Institute, a scientific research institute that takes inhuman races as the object of study, has the potential to make waves on the surface of this calm lake that lacks mystery.

Herwin sorted out the things collected at Aaron University into an entry, tentatively named the Nine Legends of Aaron University.

And there are three more traceable ones: the black stickman, the imprisoned old man, and the professor who haunts at midnight.

The story of the black stickman is relatively simple and conforms to people's visions of a better future.

It is said that many students have seen a black stickman jumping on a piece of paper, his body is composed of simple black oil pen lines, the head is a circle, the body is several line segments, and the palm is a small black dot.

Of course, such a story can only be regarded as a third-rate ordinary rumor, so it still needs a little content that people can aspire to polish.

It is said that all you need to do is prepare a blank notebook and place it on the stickman's path, but when he jumps into the notebook from other papers, close it immediately, and you will get a black stickman.

A stickman who is able to grant any wish.

That's right, in the legends, this stickman with the lines of an oil pen can achieve great feats that the gods dare not promise and fulfill any wish.

From being excellent in your studies, to having a lot of money, or even ruling an entire continent, in legend, stickman can do it for you.

But it's not a gift, it's a deal.

The stickman receives a corresponding remuneration, and this remuneration is directly proportional to the wishes of the requester.

The reward is not only determined by the difficulty of the wish itself, but also by the desire for the wisher and the difficulty of achieving it.

For kings and commoners, there is a world of difference between what a piece of gold needs to give, and there is a world of difference between what is needed for a sincere love.

Obviously, for the students, it is impossible for them to make any wish to rule the country and call for the end times.

At most, it is to change the mind of the person you admire, get a good job, get appreciated by the big boss, and so on.

Under normal circumstances, it is very likely that there is some kind of elf behind this legend, or a devil from an exotic land.

Naturally, these creatures do not have the ability to truly distort reality, and all they do is use their abilities to fulfill their so-called wishes to some extent.

For example, use love potions to influence the minds of the opposite sex, and ask for gold coins that you have treasured for many years, and increase your fortune a little.

The elves are okay, they are more like naughty children, and the biggest damage they cause is often just a bad prank, and the devil ......

The devil never makes a loss-making deal, and what they lose, they gain from the trader tenfold and hundredfold.

The second story, the imprisoned old man, is even more confusing, with the rumors made up of many fragments.

Witnesses claimed to have seen a well-dressed old man bound and imprisoned by something.

But when they looked back on it afterwards, they couldn't tell what the old man had been trapped in, not chains, not a prison cell.

Just when they saw the old man, they naturally felt that he was deprived of his freedom and squeezed into the space to live.

According to another version, there is also a sight of an old man in ragged clothes bound in chains in a long-abandoned building of the school, and his red eyes roar like a beast at all who appear, but no sound is heard, not even a low muffled grunt.

It's as if he's a mime, playing a silent beast.

These two different figures of the old man are considered by the students to be two sides of the same coin.

Aside from the lack of evidence-based sightings, no one had much contact with the old man, and it seemed that the so-called imprisoned old man did not and did not want to do anything to them, whether it was to hurt or give.

For this reason, not many people pay attention to the rumors of the old man's imprisonment, because a rumor that does not arouse people's desires or fears is worthless.

Herwin's judgment was that it might just be a rumor spread by someone with a heart, or it could be some kind of undead spirit who was bound to the school, or a warrior monk who was practicing penance.

But as long as he doesn't hurt others, Hewen doesn't plan to find out what the truth behind it is.

And the third rumor, and most likely and rumor of the Precursor Institute, is the professor who haunts at night.

When the sun was gone, many students had seen a man dressed as a scholar haunt the school.

He was agile and strong, moving nimbly from building to building, not knowing what he was doing.

No one could see the professor's face because of the mask or mask, but several students identified the professor at the same time.

The problem is that they are not identifying a single person.

Some people say that the professor is Badid from the chemistry department, and his identity is a vampire who is nocturnal, some people say that the professor is Kersma, who teaches economics, and is a lingerie thief who has been retired for many years, and some people say that the professor is Grim from the biology department, and he is a werewolf summoned by the moonlight.

There are about a dozen "accusations" against them, and many of them seem to be revenge and teasing from students who don't like to teach.

In addition to these, there are several other legends, but they either have nothing to do with the research institute, or Hewen can tell at a glance that the kind of elf hiding behind them is doing tricks.

Herwin put away his notebook.

Hella silently walked up to Herwin and put her hands behind her back.

Herwin asked:

"What's wrong? Do you want to hang out?"

Hola shook her head:

"Hewen, are you here for ......?"

Hewen replied:

"Catch your bad guys?"

Hora nodded worriedly:

"They're really dangerous, they're scary, I know Hewen is good, but ......"

Herwin touched the girl's head and comforted:

"If I ignore them, will they let you go?"

Hora was silent for a moment and shook her head.

Hervin says:

"Don't worry, I'll be careful. ”

The worry on the girl's face did not diminish in the slightest, and Hervin knew very well that a huge shadow that had once controlled her for the entire year would inevitably leave her with an invincible and powerful impression.

Herwin looked into Hora's eyes and promised:

"I promise that the investigation of them will be controlled within reasonable limits and will definitely not put us in danger, okay. ”

Hola said embarrassedly:

"Hewen, you must do what you say. ”

"Of course. ”