The Dean Has Arrived

There was once a nobleman who loved his daughter very much. He spent countless amounts of gold and found the best painter at that time. He painted an oil painting for his daughter who had just turned fifteen, as a mark of the growth of a girl.

One day, his mother died of illness.

The nobleman rushed to his hometown to see the last time before his elderly mother was buried.

The charming and kind face in my memory for a while, but now it has become old-fashioned, full of folds, and completely without the shadow of the past.

After returning from the cemetery, the nobleman looked at the beautiful oil painting from time to time, and fell into an uneasy anxiety.

Will that lovely daughter that I dote on will eventually become like that due to the erosion of time?

No, how can this be!

So he found out the black book he had seized from the cultists when he was young.

According to the tortured cultist, this book is called "The Black Prison City Textbook". It is a magical book that can communicate with hell, trade with evil spirits in hell, and fulfill inner wishes.

On that day, he killed all the prisoners imprisoned in the underground black cell, and used their blood and flesh as sacrifices to awaken the magical book that had been sleeping.

Then, he made his wish-hope that his daughter can always be like the oil painting, never aging.

Since then, the girl's growth has really stopped.

Time can no longer leave any marks on her face.

The nobles were very satisfied with this, and shelved the Hei Prison City textbook and the oil painting together-anyway, his daughter will not age, and oil painting is unnecessary.

The appearance of young girls who do not grow and age naturally arouses suspicion among others. There are endless talks about witches and witches, but the nobles don't mind it.He had no regrets until he died.

Although the girl is always pointed and pointed as the object of suspicion, her life is not inconvenient because of the shelter of the nobles.

A few years later, the girl suddenly came up and cleaned the old house handed down from her ancestors.In the attic, I found black books hidden together and oil paintings wrapped in kraft paper.

When she opened the kraft paper outside, she was taken aback by the oil painting inside.

No one found that while the girl stopped growing, the'she' in the oil painting gradually grew up, aged, and died.

And now it was shown to her in the oil painting.It was a decayed corpse. From the face of the corpse, it was barely visible a trace of a girl...

The girl who had a certain understanding of what her father had done immediately guessed the facts. The oil painting in her hand fell to the ground, and her whole person was also sitting in the dusty attic.

She didn't realize it until now, from the summer when she was fifteen.He was already dead.

Afterwards, the Hei Prison City Textbook was silent and turned to the page with the huge three-headed dog.

Heart-palpiting evil permeated the pages of the book. The light swallowed by the black shadows turned the entire attic into an extremely dark one. A monster with three heads paced out of the black fog, and the rough and hoarse voice bombed like thunder. The tympanic membrane of a girl.

"The value of eternity is far beyond your imagination."

"I'll collect the fees your father owed that year."

"I will accept your body, soul and everything."

After speaking, the monster swallowed the girl in one bite...

Before long, the great war that ended the era of mythology broke out abruptly.

--Dividing line--

"Woo..." He Luo slowly opened her eyes and shook her dizzy head: "I had a boring dream."

Then she found herself in a very simple tent built with branches and leaves, lying on the simple g covered with leaves, covered with a shabby linen quilt.

"Huh, are you awake already."

At this time, the young man holding a pile of leaves came slowly from not far away.

"Where is this. Boy?"

Helo lifted the sackcloth, stood up quickly, and patted the leaves hanging on her body.

"The border of Kanjit, the outskirts of Silent Forest."

Claisen replied, probably to prevent the girl from getting confused.He also added: "Across the river from here is the famous Duchy of Latuk."

It's a pity that this is obviously playing the piano against the cows. He Luo hasn't even figured out how many empires there are in the Eastern Plains, let alone the Principality...

"You helped the concubine, right? Thank you first. If you have the opportunity, the concubine will repay you."

After closing her eyes and feeling the message from the body, confirming that the contract is still there, indicating that Xiwei is not dead, she intends to meet the students of Adric College first.

"Yes, but don't you have injuries?"

The boy stammered and said, "My home is not far from here, you can go and cultivate for a while..."

"No need, boy." Helo shook his head, put his hood back on, and refused to cover the pair of dog ears: "The existence of concubines is not a good thing for ordinary people. If you stay together, you may cause unnecessary disasters."

After all, Cerberus was originally a kind of call for natural disasters, even in hell, the existence of the three-headed dog is not a mascot.

For this reason, He Luo didn't even plan to ask the other party's name.

As for the injuries, He Luo was originally just a clone. As long as the body continued to provide strength, no matter how severe the injury was, healed in a short time.

This time it was really overturned in the gutter. Dignified Cerberus' clone and a great magician were actually hanged by a goblin in a small area. Even if it wasn't for Xiwei’s mage alert, it would subconsciously unfold when the opponent sneaked. Defensively, I'm afraid Helo will have to kneel if he meets the face...

This is a great shame to the arrogant Hero as a clone of Cerberus. If it weren't for the fact that the body couldn't come forward now, I'm afraid she would have beaten the goblin fat with the body.

"But, but..." Claisen glanced at He Luo secretly, his face flushed, as if he wanted to say something.

At this moment, the ears in Helo's hood trembled.

She pointed to the southwest and asked Claisen, "Is the village you mentioned in this direction?"

The boy blinked and nodded hurriedly.

"Sure enough."

He Luo raised her pointed chin, squinted her eyes and looked at the southwest covered by trees, where there was an inexplicable magic wave. Although there was no way to know its body, He Luo subconsciously felt that the wave was a bit like hell. In the magic.

And on the main material plane, the magical fluctuations of hell undoubtedly represent that something bad is happening.

"It seems that the favor I owe you will be paid back soon."

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