After this little episode, the two finally arrived at the library, the Saint-Rolle Library is still a library for a long time, with an extremely rich collection of books, although there will not be too many books on power improvement in this kind of place, but Arthur did not come for this. What he wants to see is history, about the history of ancient heroes, although there are some of these things in Bloodthorn, but Arthur also wants to see other people's perspectives, after all, history is really more mysterious than the novels of his previous life.

In the quiet library, the sunlight shines through the pale brown glass, and the scattered dust floats and sinks in the light, giving it a sacred atmosphere. This sanctity impressed Arthur far more than the temple of God. The tall bookshelves make it possible for some books to be reached by ladders. Countless books are hidden in them, burying the thoughts and feelings of countless people, and each book hides a soul. That's what Arthur believed.

Suddenly, a hurried step into the library shattered the silence. He was a tall, bald man, the kind of man who would never come to such a place. He walked past the rows of bookshelves, carefully observing everyone who was reading here, but he walked to one of the rows and saw Arthur reading quietly. Immediately showed such a look, walked lightly to Arthur, leaned down and whispered, "President Arthur." ”

Arthur shook his hand, pointed to the temporary reception room next to him, and said softly, "Go out and talk!"

When he arrived in the reception room, before the bald man could speak, Arthur spoke. "It's Locke! your area isn't too peaceful!" this man was the guy who strangled the traitor with his hands when Arthur was in his first meeting without a weapon, and Arthur naturally had some impression of him.

"Lord, you remember me, I'm sorry, that kid didn't know you, and dared to offend you......" Locke felt that his sweat had come down, and when he heard the report from his men, and knew that someone had hurt his men, he immediately became furious. But although he has always been accustomed to killing people with his hands, he has not yet thought about things with his hands, and asked what kind of person he is, and when he described it, Locke immediately felt wrong, and then carefully figured out the whole story, knowing that McGee had never gotten his hands on the woman by his side, he immediately understood what was going on. Where is that level of beauty that a poor person can have, even herself, she will definitely invite disaster. immediately slapped Roland, who was moaning and asking the boss to give him a head, and immediately rushed over.

Although there was still a hint of luck, when he met Arthur, this luck was instantly lost. Although Arthur's face was not angry, and he even smiled faintly, he clearly remembered that when he killed McGee, Arthur also smiled faintly.

Arthur waved his hand to interrupt Locke's explanation, "I hope that's called ...... Called"

"Roland" Locke immediately made up for it.

"Yes, Roland, I hope that this Mr. Roland will spend the night in my backyard, and as for you, if it happens again, you will come with him," Arthur continued.

"Well, I understand, I understand!" Locke breathed a sigh of relief, his position was kept, as for Roland, offending his superiors was a capital offense, so he didn't bother to care, even if Arthur didn't say it, he would pinch him to death with his own hands. Ke understood the meaning of the backyard, and the people who killed were used to being sunk by the thieves of Saint-Roll, because the tears were on the edge of the city, and it was safe and troublesome. But since Arthur arrived, the place of destruction has become the backyard of Arthur's house, where at least a few dozen cleansed people are now buried. Locke feels perverted when he thinks about this kind of thing, but he can only think about it.

"By the way, you want to live," Arthur added, and Locke nodded again and again.

At this time, Athena walked in from the outside, Locke lowered his bald head even more, never let himself see her face, he had not ruined his plans for a woman, and it was better not to even look at it, to what extent he was, what kind of woman he obtained, he knew very well in his heart.

Athena looked strangely at Locke, who had been walking out with her head down, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, hehe, thank you this time, I'm missing such a material?" Arthur said with a smile.

Athena looked at the smiling Arthur for some reason, and pulled him out. There is no one who does not know that is not guilty, and within the union, there is only one result of the superiors being offended. If Arthur had chosen to let that Roland go today, no one would have thought him was merciful, only that he was stupid and deceitful. And Arthur had no intention of giving up such good experimental material from the beginning.

When Arthur and the others walked out of the library with a large pile of books, it was already afternoon, and Athena only had one novel in her hand, originally she wanted to take a dozen copies, but Arthur said that after reading it, she would borrow it again, she immediately lit up, put all the books back, and only took this one and looked at Arthur carefully, Arthur was funny, and he didn't care, this level of pampering he can still do. After a simple lunch outside, I took the bus straight home.

Dozens of corpses buried anywhere will emit a strong corpse odor, but there are some plants that can overcome this problem very well and turn this smell into a fragrance, "corpse scent". This rich, intoxicating smell is a trap for carnivorous plants to hunt new prey, and it is this plant that is made into an extremely expensive perfume, the "kiss of death", which becomes the best trap for women to hunt men. But of course, the user will not know that the intoxicating aroma actually comes from a corpse.

So Arthur's backyard always exudes this intoxicating aroma, and Roland is immersed in this fragrance, bound and strong. He still doesn't quite understand why Boss Locke suddenly turned his face and slapped him, so that it didn't take long for him to be tied up and sent here.

But he soon understood, because Arthur came out of the hut in front of him and looked at him with a look of surprise: "Isn't this Mr. Roland?

Fear, surprise, confusion, all kinds of expressions converged on Roland's face, mixed into an inexplicable trembling.

After admiring it carefully, Arthur decided to get to work, and said to Athena, who was standing by the door and looking at him, "Come here if you want to see it, but I advise you not to watch it!"

Athena had always listened to Arthur's advice and immediately went back to the house.

Arthur lifted Roland and walked deeper into the yard and began to cast a spell, no need to dig, it didn't take long for a hole in the ground to appear just enough to accommodate a person, regardless of Roland's screams and begging for mercy, put him straight inside, and then took out the seeds of happiness, smiled with satisfaction, and then took out a dagger, looking at Roland who was buried with only his head left.

"Why, please tell me why?" Roland, knowing that he could not be spared, asked the biggest question in his mind.

"Does death stimulate a man's thirst for knowledge? Arthur sighed. Already completely treated him as a dead man.

"Tell me, don't let me let me die" The mortal situation only inspired the remaining courage, Roland asked as he struggled to raise his head.

"I'm not in the habit of explaining to the dead, but since you're in good faith, that's fine!" Arthur sighed.

But a ray of light crossed Roland's head, and the seeds of "happiness" had been quickly planted, and in Roland's angry gaze, Arthur said helplessly: "But then again, if you don't care about my, do you need three bags to kill someone?

Driven by Arthur's natural power, the seeds quickly took root and sprouted, stretching the root system deep into Roland's body, this is the most critical moment, because "fertilizer" cannot die, so Arthur carefully controlled the growth of the root system, careful to avoid fatal places, Roland's face soon spread out of cyan reticulated lines, and spread towards Roland's deeply buried body part, at this time, if a root system pierced the brain, or heart, Roland will die instantly, unable to get the best quality" Happiness" stock solution.

Just like many churches that believe in demons, they will torture the sacrifices when they sacrifice them, and the pain is said to make the soul more delicious. But in Arthur's view, perhaps the excruciating mental pain would exacerbate the concussion of the soul, and the greater the concussion, the better the effect of the medicine of happiness. Isn't it true that the rules of the world have never been like this for the extreme misery of some people for the extreme happiness of others?

It doesn't matter if it's fair, it's not reasonable, it's just a law, it's just a law.

Roland will not die soon, this time will last at least a week, no wonder the yield of "happiness" is so low, it turns out that the plant manipulator has been manipulating the plant all the time and cannot easily kill the "fertilizer". Arthur withdrew his hand and sighed softly, it was probably no problem today, but every day in the future, he would deal with the new root system that was coming out, and guide them not to kill this person.

Turning around, Athena sat on the ground in horror, watching the scene. Arthur sighed, curiosity is really human nature!

Wanting to pick up Athena, who was sitting still, Athena kept retreating in horror.

"Move a little more and see how I clean you up," Arthur snapped. But there is some understanding in my heart why ordinary people are so afraid of spellcasters.

Athena immediately didn't dare to move again, and obediently let Arthur carry him into the house. "Do you want to go shopping?" said Arthur. Athena's eyes, which were originally wooden because of the space, immediately flashed a bright light, and she nodded instinctively.

"What did you promise me today?" Arthur continued.

Athena blushed and whispered, "Whatever you want." ”

"Hehe, that's it, now let's complete the agreement, okay. Arthur leaned his face close to her.

"Okay. Athena said in a low, barely audible voice, and now her fear of Arthur had turned into a "how" about what was to come.

Arthur smiled and carried her into the house. It's good for both of us to keep Athena rightly afraid of herself, but it's no fun to think of yourself as a demon.