I saw the remaining small phoenix flames, flying straight into the space that was slowly shrinking.

Just before the space closed, he floated in.

Fearful voices were heard in the void.

"Damn, why did it come along!"

"No, you have to use the treasure given by your master!"

After a few moments, there was no sound.

House said with a frown.

"Strange, the contract is still there, how did he run?"

Just finished speaking, the next second.

Half a piece of gold paper flew out of the void, and the gold paper slowly floated into House's hand.

House took a closer look, and it turned out to be the contract he had signed with Loki before.

House read the contract and said slowly.

"It's the half of Loki? How?"

Tyr flew over, looked at the contract that his divine power had turned into, and said slowly.

"When the law is cultivated to a certain level, it is possible to strip me of this contract, although it is difficult, but I estimate that the person who came before was not good. But my uncle, Loki, didn't pay a price."

Tyr smiled.

I felt that there was a different atmosphere on the contract.

Then he said to House.

"You use that contract in your body to attract it, try this half!"

House listened to this endless sentence, a little inexplicable.

But the same blood clan should not harm themselves.

Immediately communicated the power of the contract within a ***.

I saw that the power of the contract, which was originally in the corner, suddenly became active.

Running around inside House.

"Hmm, it hurts!"

House, who was already a little weak, had fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, the gold paper in House's hand also moved.

Just like when it was signed before, the gold paper turned into a cloud of golden liquid.

A puff of smoke slipped into his body.

Two strands of gold searched for each other.

Rampage, a moment later.

Finally met each other.

The two blobs of golden liquid melted into one strand.

Then it exploded in an instant.

A moment after the explosion.

House felt incredibly comfortable.

The comfort lasted only a moment, and then a wave of memories flooded through House's mind.

That's the memory of fraud.

The memory is of a man who grew up living in a medieval Western country.

The man was abandoned since he was a child, and his parents didn't know who it was?

Luck was not bad, it was a kind old man who picked him up.

Grandpa told him that he had picked him up in a park.

The old grandfather's family is not rich, but he is very good to men.

The man has also been very sensible since he was a child, he is diligent with his hands and feet, and he can help his grandfather do things, such as brushing dishes and sweeping the floor, this kind of work that has to bend over is never touched by grandpa.

Grandpa would go out during the day to shine shoes for people to make money.

Although he is older, he has good craftsmanship.

The money earned is enough for the two of them to spend, and their lives are not rich, but they are still passable.

In this way, the grandparents and grandchildren, who are not related by blood, have lived like this since they were children.

In the blink of an eye, the man grew up.

About eighteen years old, tall and 1.85 meters, with a slender body and a very attractive person.

The man found a job similar to a cashier, and the income was not high, but it was not low.

It's enough for two people to eat and drink.

If you add your grandfather's income, you can save a lot.

However, at this time, grandpa's health deteriorated, and he had to give up the job of shining shoes.

For the man at this time, the grandfather's absence of a job has little impact on the family.

Just say,

However, I can't change houses in the short term.

Yes, the man's biggest goal now is to get his grandfather a bigger house.

Now this house is good, but the area is still too small.

Grandpa and himself need personal space.

Although I have lived with my grandfather for nearly ten years, we all sleep in the same bed and eat the same bowl of rice.

However, it's good to be able to change to a big one if you have the conditions.

The man thought.

But what no one expected was that an accident happened.

One day, the man came home from work.

When I opened the door, I found that my door was unlocked.

The man's brows tightened, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Then the man was silent, opened the door softly, and walked in.

The man's and grandfather's house was on the side of the road.

There is only one door to the outside world.

If the door is open, there may be a burglar in the house.

The man crept forward, through the hallway, to the innermost room.

It was grandpa and his own bedroom.

At this time, nothing else is important to men, the most important thing is that grandpa is well.

The man gently pushed the door open.

His eyes looked through the crack in the door.

I was amazed.

I saw that the blood all over the ground flowed into a river.

Looking at the blood, I saw my grandfather lying alone on the bed.

The blood is his.

"Grandpa!"

He couldn't care about anything else, so he opened the door and pounced.

Touching left and right, grandpa's body has no temperature.

Estimated to have been dead for a few hours.

Grief, pain, remorse, anger.

A variety of emotions lingered in his heart.

"Who is it?"

Who killed his grandfather.

I don't know.

The main grandfather is generous to people, and he has no enemies.

The neighborhood also gets along very well.

Who is it?

He didn't know.

Now he can only hold his grandfather's corpse in pain.

A moment later, the aunt next door heard a voice and came knocking on the door.

"George, are you at home? What's wrong?"

The man, who was called George, heard a knock on the door and opened it anyway.

When he saw his familiar neighbor, he didn't talk much.

It's just a simple door.

Then he returned to his grandfather's corpse with a blank look.

"This, this! Dead? Ahh

The aunt next door is not too old.

When I saw the cold corpse, I couldn't help but scream.

After a burst of screaming, the aunt calmed down.

I called the security guards who patrolled the streets.

The security officer saw the blood stains all over the ground, and the old man's somewhat miserable death.

The security officer began to open an investigation.

After the autopsy was investigated, the security officer went back.

George buried his grandfather's body and used his savings to hold his grandfather's funeral.

Although it is not a beautiful scenery, it is also quite decent.

I found a cost-effective cemetery and buried my grandfather.

George thought it was all like a dream.

In this dream, I felt like a puppet.

was carried and all this was done.

No crying, no noise, no concept of time.

I don't even know how long it has been.

Quietly did all this.

George returned home alone.

There was a knock on the door of the house.

"Master

Master, I'm back!"

After a moment, George still felt a little strange.

Why didn't anyone open the door?

George pulled out the key and opened the door.

Opening the door and going down the hallway, George sat down on the bed.

Suddenly, the tears couldn't be stopped!