They sneaked up the stairs and into the house.

Heimdall put the girl next to Ke's bed—Ke refused to touch the girl, no matter how much Heimdall threatened or lured him, he refused—Heimdall had to do it himself, he thought he had a family As a man, try not to have large-scale physical contact with the opposite sex. I didn't expect the apprentice to be more feudal than him.

"You know him?" Heimdall said as he took off the girl's sneakers.

Coe nodded, then shook his head.

What do you mean?

Ke scratched his forehead in embarrassment, remembered something, and pointed to a row of palm-sized potted plants on the windowsill.

"She, she gave it to me, mine."

"It's all from her?" There are eight pots on the windowsill.

Co nodded.

Heimdall turned his head to look at the girl with a flat-cut head who was lying on the bed, frowning even though she was unconscious, and thought that this girl was dressed like a young lady, she was really a person, and she had a lot of fun in life.

"She, she's Zo-Zoe's friend," Coe said.

"Who is Zoe?"

"Yes, it's that, that person..." Ke danced and gestured.

"Which person?" Heimdall was puzzled, and then suddenly realized. "You mean the neighbor you met when you first came to your house?" The one with a row of studs and hair like a feather duster?

Coe grinned and nodded. The teacher always understood his words immediately, and the big man was very happy.

"Go and see if he's at home." Heimdall made a quick decision, he still had to go to work, so it's not a problem to leave a big girl here.If ordinary people like Heimdall don't worry about it, what if Ke's personality is bullied?It is indispensable to be defensive, such as "Pengci" who take the opportunity to extort money.

As soon as Heimdall met Ke, he always thought too deeply about things.

How did Ke understand the teacher's good intentions (worries?), ran out to find someone, returned after a while, shook his head and said, "No, I'm not here, I knocked, no, I'm not at home."

Not here early in the morning?A young night does not return home!Don't learn well at a young age!

Heimdall was a little uncomfortable with them (mainly because of their attire, that is, judging people by their appearance), and now he has no good impression... Halfway through the slander, Heimdall suddenly turned his head and looked at the bed girl, with a bit of hesitation on her face.

Although Ke was puzzled, he didn't make a sound to disturb him. He watched the teacher walk to the bed, grabbed the girl's face and pulled her eyelids. When it came to the girl, Ke couldn't calm down.

"Teacher!" The voice was exceptionally clear.

A teacher was taken aback.

"What's wrong?" Heimdall turned around and asked.

Kezhi hesitated and couldn't speak, but his face was getting redder and redder. He hesitated whether to tell the truth, he thought the teacher wanted to moles the girl...

The two just looked at each other blankly, and in order to save the apprentice who was on the verge of cerebral congestion, Heimdall said irrelevantly: "Do you know where I can find that Zoe?"

Co shook his head.

Heimdall asked again, "Where is the bakery where he works?"

Ke still shook his head and became depressed after asking three questions.

"It's okay, I don't know, it's normal. I never knew what my boyfriend's father does." Seemingly the analogy was inappropriate, Heimdall cleared his throat unnaturally, and pulled out his wand.

Ko's eyes widened.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt her." Heimdall felt that Ke looked at him strangely.

Co watched Heimdall as he took out a small bottle from his pocket, uncorked the bottle, poured some into the girl's mouth, and then cupped her jaw to close her mouth shut.The tip of the wand was pointed at the girl's forehead, muttering something, a turquoise light spewed out from the tip of the wand, and sank into the girl's forehead.

The girl opened her eyes with a "ha!", and Heimdall groaned, and fell to the ground when she was whipped by her suddenly raised arm. The girl who woke up began to go crazy again.

Seeing the teacher being beaten, Ke rushed up and restrained the girl who looked like a ghost, and was bitten hard on the palm of her hand.

Ke cried out in pain, "No, don't call..."

Heimdall got up from the pain, with a vicious expression on his face: "I will make her never wake up!"

"No, no..." Ke Xin thought it was true, and started yelling too.

"Shut up the fuck!"

The world became quiet, and Ke and the girl opened and closed their mouths, but no sound came out.

Ke knew that this was the effect of magic, so he shut his mouth obediently.

Heimdall grasped the girl's chin mercilessly, and the girl's face began to turn blue, whether it was because of fear or other factors.His eyes were still very slack, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"It's not absolute that your eyes can't see, I know you can hear me, stop pretending to be crazy," Heimdall said every word. "If you are honest, I will help you restore your eyesight."

The girl who bared her teeth and shouted silently paused for a moment, her struggling movements gradually eased, and after a while she softened like a puddle of mud.

The girl was crying, "Help me..." She jumped up suddenly, and Ke didn't hold her for a while.The girl with a flat-cut head fell off the bed with a plop and fell to the ground. Regardless of the pain in her body, she waved her arms wildly until she touched the corner of Heimdall's clothes.

She knelt on the ground, clutching the corner of the robe tightly, as if hugging the last straw, and begged out of breath, "Please... help us..."

"I don't know you, and you." An indifferent voice sounded.

The girl burst into tears, "Please..."

Ke Yu couldn't bear it, and was about to get up when Heimdall stared back.

"You get up first." Heimdall's tone was the same as before, without any tone.

The girl turned a deaf ear and sat on the ground crying loudly.

"I still had a little bit of compassion at first, but if this goes on, it will all be wiped out by you."

As soon as the girl heard this, she immediately let go of the corner of her robe, stepped back, and wiped her tears vigorously with a look of "Actually, I'm just sweating", and the makeup on her face was even more horrible.

Until he went to work, Heimdall did not fulfill his promise, that is, he did not take the initiative to restore the girl's eyesight, nor did he ask what happened.

Heimdall thought that he might be sold out this time, and he didn't even know it. From Ke's previous attitude, it can be seen that he thought the girl who gave him eight small potted plants was a good person, perhaps in the heart of this big man. Those who have been kind to him are worthy of praise.

Heimdall is worried about dealing with this girl alone—why use the word "deal with", Heimdall thinks that the girl is not trustworthy because she doesn't know the details because she is not related to him—he is hard-hearted, or he is suspicious by nature That's right, Heimdall didn't plan to fix the girl's eyes because of the protection department's purpose.

If Cole couldn't handle a blind girl, Heimdall really had nothing to say.

"You, where are you going?" The girl asked anxiously when she heard him say goodbye to Ke.

"Go to work," Heimdall said.

"What about my eyes?!" The girl's voice became extremely sharp, with a touch of accusation. "You said you would help me!"

"I have never seen such a high-spirited help-seeker, thinking that you are only blind, but you are not good at hearing." Heimdall said. "Co, did I just promise to help her?"

Ke honestly thought about it for a moment, then shook his head, "No, no..."

Heimdall smiled at him, and then looked at the ugly girl who was obviously choked, "Wait until you get back the consciousness that you knelt on the ground and refused to get up just now, my dear, remind you that you need to get rid of it when you ask for help." Positive posture."

"I'm leaving, Co." Heimdall glanced at Co.

Ke got up and was about to see him off, but Heimdall stopped him, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Don't come out, take a good look at the house, maybe if you don't pay attention to the house, you won't find this one, or that one."

Ke didn't react, but the girl was gnashing her teeth angrily, her little face turned blue and white.

The anemic person waited in the front hall early in the morning and found that he hadn't brought the king back. The anemic person who was in charge of this work raised his eyebrows.

"Is it happy in your house?"

"The food at home is better." Heimdall giggled.

"Don't be sloppy with me." Naturally, the anemic person wouldn't let him just laugh twice, and said flatly. "Although I am disgusted with the rules and regulations of wizards, I will not be polite to others because my work is affected because of other people's violation of the rules."

He clearly stated that "only state officials are allowed to set fire and the people are not allowed to light lamps".

"I will definitely bring it back tomorrow." Heimdall hesitated. "The king was a little unhappy with my Chimera after he went back yesterday."

"Since it's not pleasant, why do you keep it with you?" The anemic person pretended not to understand again.

"They had a fight, smashed a wooden flower stand, dropped several outdoor decorative vases, leveled the grass and trees in a small garden, and scared away the small animals raised in the garden—"

Before Heimdall could finish counting, the anemic person said decisively, "Don't waste your time, I won't compensate, and neither will the police force."

Heimdall sighed in frustration. Knowing that this would be the result, he couldn't help but want to give it a try. That is, he dared to open his mouth to test the "outsider" who is anemic. If other wizards and agents Well, Heimdall didn't play around in circles from the start.

"They were badly hurt," Heimdall said anyway. "But don't worry, I've hired the best magical animal therapist in Sofia to treat them."

Heimdall gave them a profound ideological education in a messy small garden last night, expressly prohibiting fierce fighting, and solemnly warned them to be locked up separately next time, because their behavior made the Krum family Suffering economic losses, they were punished to be hungry all night.Toffee is also stubborn, maybe the opponent is close at hand, and he is too embarrassed to roll on Heimdall. According to the past, it has already turned into a ball of hair to act like a baby.

When they went out in the morning, they were strong and vigorous, rushing into the woods to harm the animals—it didn’t look at all that they were dying a few hours ago, and their recovery ability made a certain room chief envious of toothache—even hunting , these two big guys are completely on the fence.

In other words, the king can actually come with him. No matter how domesticated, animals are animals after all. Moreover, hunting is said to have the blood of some kind of fierce beast. If the blood is aroused, it is probably the same as the Chimera in the wild.

Heimdall had reason to believe that ever since he and the king had met, they had begun to judge who was stronger and weaker by the other's smell sticking to him.The two big guys have rarely met opponents for many years, and they suddenly met on a narrow road. Of course, they have to fight to the death to prove that they are the strongest.

"I'm not worried, it's normal for one or two Hulks to die." People with anemia deserve to be "not human".

Under Heimdall's careful wording, the anemic person promised to take care of him today, and he would not be responsible if other wizards found out and reported to the higher authorities. Heimdall agreed with a wry smile.

The anemic person noticed the deep look on his face, and wondered, "Is there anything else?"

Heimdall frowned, "I have something, but I don't know how to ask..." He always felt that there was something wrong with the girl with a flat-cut head, it was inexplicable, and there was something evil about it.But if he wanted to ask, he didn't know how to ask, so he hesitated.

Heimdall likes to ask him questions because anemic people are not wizards, and they don’t have many scruples like human beings. Seriously, some remarks made by anemic people are inappropriate, even presumptuous, but because of this, Heimdall feels relieved to ask him. Things, as long as there is no conflict of interest, vampires don't bother to tell lies about wizards, let alone cover up for wizards.

"Is it a bit uneasy recently?" Heimdall pondered for a while, but still felt that the words did not convey the meaning.

The anemic person glanced at him and said meaningfully: "I think it's a bit too peaceful."

When Heimdall heard that there was a way, he quickly asked, "How?"

"According to your words, this year is the [-]th anniversary of the victory of the Great War. Many celebrations will be held in the second half of the year. Wizards all over the world will respond positively, including those who are not very popular."

"You mean 'saint'?"

The anemic person said slowly: "Have you ever heard of 'Scavenger'?"

Scavenger is the name of a kind of fish, and the anemia person definitely does not mean that. Heimdall shook his head.

The person with anemia sighed, "It's still young."

"You used to live in the UK. The British Ministry of Magic has a special organization for arresting dark wizards. You should know that. It is quite famous internationally, and it is also well-known in our vampire society."

"Auror." Heimdall nodded. "I know. The scavengers you said specialize in catching dark wizards like Aurors?"

"Yes and no." The anemic person pondered for a while in ambiguity. "Aurors are differentiated from law and order. Their predecessors were also members of the police force. As time goes by, the functional differentiation of the police force has become more and more detailed. Instability, high degree of concealment, higher requirements on ability than ordinary police detectives, the working ability of this part of detectives gradually surpassed that of ordinary detectives, and the gap widened year by year. After that, the British Ministry of Magic's proud The Luo Command was born. It is only after hundreds of years of experience that they have achieved today's achievements and status. The dark wizards in the world may not know who the Chief Superintendent of the International Police Corps is, but they will not know the British Aurors."

Heimdall hesitated, "I've listened to it for a long time, and what I understand is that Scavenger and Auror are units of the same nature."

"I just said the 'yes' part," the anemic person remains unhurried. "During the Great War, many countries followed Auror's formation model and cooperated to form an organization dedicated to saints, Scavenger. This was the original intention of Scavenger. After the war, this organization was disbanded."

Heimdall was taken aback when he heard that, "It's gone already?"

"Yes, why not, it's just that the legal ones no longer exist. The current 'Scavengers' is an illegal organization formed by a group of wizards who are committed to eliminating all disharmonious elements in the world. The name and founding purpose: to return the world to innocence."

"Discordant?"

"The caught fish of the saints, including those alive today, and their descendants."

"...What a bunch of lunatics." Heimdall sighed.

"Yes, these people are crazy. In their eyes, there is no middle ground except white or black. They think you are evil and you are evil, and they will not leave you any chance to justify it, because they think it is evil People like to bewitch and sophistry in the fight of trapped beasts, the crime is added. Once they decide something, there is no room for maneuver, and there is no reason to say."

The person with anemia also said, "They wiped out all the saints, leaving no descendants. Over the years, the police force has taken over countless such cases. Even if they are forgiven by the law, they still cannot escape the magic wand of the scavenger."

Heimdall thought of the often famous anime line: I will destroy you on behalf of the moon!

"If you can, don't conflict with them, try to stay away from them." The anemia person asked. "Fortunately, they have principles in doing things, and they won't trouble those who keep their own way for no reason."

Heimdall was silent. He wanted to ask about the girl with the short hair, but he didn't expect to bring out a scavenger.

The back of the neck was chilly, Heimdall rubbed his neck, and the haggard girl with the painted face flashed in his mind... It couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?

During the lunch break, Heimdall went to the consultation reception desk of the Referee Council to confirm the exact location of the Basteto Vulcan team training base. The witch at the reception desk had talked to Heimdall under the recommendation of the bearded uncle, and We had lunch together and had a good impression of each other.

The witch was very enthusiastic to find a colleague who happened to be going to the branch of the Referee Council in Germany, and let Heimdall take a ride back to the apparition.That colleague was a kind person, so he sent Heimdall to the gate of Basteto's training base by the way, and turned and left under Heimdall's thanks.

Heimdall circled around this precarious house that was still falling down. The facade was covered with scorched marks, and there were evidences of being licked by the tongue of fire everywhere.This is an abandoned house that has been baptized by fire.

Passing through the lacquered doorway with an inverted door, the sudden light caused Heimdall to close his eyes, and noisy human voices came to his ears, accompanied by the sound of friction from machines.

Heimdall wondered why there wasn't even a gatekeeper?

After a while, he opened his eyes, and saw a big iron ball rushing towards him. Everyone in the sky and on the ground yelled and howled at him. At this moment, Heimdall couldn't hear anything.

Following the wizard's instinct, he first took out his wand, but the Bludger is different from ordinary balls. It has been strengthened by magic, and it is difficult to destroy with ordinary spells.Heimdall quickly gave up on this plan and kept moving backwards. As long as he left the playing field, the Bludger would naturally give up the goal in front of him.

While backing away, he caught sight of a row of bats lying beside the door, which looked a bit tattered. Heimdall kept on doing nothing, picked up the bat and strode forward fiercely, leaned sideways, and raised the bat Vigorously waved towards the iron lump.

There was only a long and long trembling sound of "buzz", and the Bludger was swiped by the bat and rushed in another direction, almost hitting a certain player who was flying towards here at high speed.

Heimdall dropped the bat and shook his hands desperately, both arms were numb...

"Rig!" The master jumped off the broom and ran quickly, his face a little pale.

Heimdall noticed that the members of the Vulcan team had gathered here one after another, took Victor's hand, and couldn't help but whispered, "Did I do something wrong?"

"No," Victor grabbed his arm and massaged it. "If you want to come in the future, let me know first, and I will pick you up." It is easy for outsiders to enter the venue casually, and it is so dangerous just now.

"...I'm sorry." Heimdall lowered his eyes and touched his nose.

"It's okay, I don't blame you." Victor hooked his shoulder, bit his ear, and breathed into his ear, "I'm glad you came to see me." His voice was hoarse and sexy.

Heimdall originally wanted to make a shameful shot to raise the atmosphere, but when he looked up, he saw that he was surrounded, and a group of men and women stared at them with wide eyes like monkeys, their eyes were old and ambiguous.

After finally getting rid of the group of wolves and tigers and leopard-eyed players, Heimdall also met the coach, and immediately learned that it was unlucky for him to come today. Going through the channel, Heimdall, the uninvited guest, just hit the gun.

Who made him come here uninvited? You can't blame others for their poor hospitality.

"It was a good shot just now," said the taciturn coach as Heimdall left.

Heimdall was excited, and the comments from professionals were extraordinary.

With the coach's almost paranoid high standards and strict requirements, Victor felt that the coach was being polite, but he couldn't help smiling when he saw Heimdall beaming, and his mood also rose.

They entered the reception room assigned to Victor by the team.

Heimdall didn't dare to stay longer. One was that he had to go to class in the afternoon, and the other was that Victor's training should not be delayed. Just now the coach hinted that they should try to keep things short.

Heimdall has always been convinced of this coach. Although the number of times he has met can be counted on five fingers, but in terms of the fault of judging people by appearance that Mr. Stuluson may not be able to correct in his next life, he is deeply impressed by the coach's upright tough guy temperament. I was deeply shocked.

Heimdall succinctly said about the cut-cut girl, and Victor immediately fell into deep thought.

"I just lied to that girl. Actually, I don't know how to treat her eyes. I took a closer look at her eyes. The lesions don't seem to be the reaction of the Eye Sickness Curse." Heimdall said. "I don't dare to take her to a big hospital for an examination. If this matter is really related to the scavenger, I can't argue with the scavenger's way of doing things."

To put it bluntly, Heimdall came to discuss important matters with his boyfriend.

"Do you trust me, Rigg?" Victor said calmly.

"Of course!" What else is he doing here? !

Victor stroked his face, his eyes were soft and soft, and he said without looking back: "Mr. Sturluson, please follow me after get off work."

Heimdall blinked, and saw a peacock-blue figure slowly emerge.

"I only protect you." Peacock Lan was resolute and reluctant.

Victor's attention was still on Heimdall, but his tone was a bit chilly. He covered his sweetheart in his arms and whispered softly, "Don't make me say it a second time."

Peacock Lan bowed her head with her chest in her chest, and remained silent.

Heimdall screamed inwardly, his eyes sparkling like jewels.

Master is so cool!

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