The Witcher: Start with getting the Crimson modifier

Chapter 20 Big trouble, curse!

'Ah ah. ah. edge.'

The voice resounded intermittently, like an old man holding his breath for half a breath but unwilling to die like this, tightly grasping your hand, looking at you viciously with his cloudy eyes, filled with endless resentment and coldness.

"Ah. Leng, ah. Ah. Leng." The cold voice like a poisonous snake continued to sound.

As if Aaron was haunted, he had an intuition that this weird voice was calling his name!

Absolutely, absolutely not let it call out its name!

Aaron wanted to struggle crazily, to pierce his eardrums to block the sound, but his body seemed to be pressed under a huge boulder, unable to move.

Breathing started to become a luxury.

'Ah ah. Ya. Leng.'

The sound is getting closer!
This voice is approaching!

Aaron could even feel the chilly breath coming from his ears.

Damn!

Move, move for me!

'Yaleng. 'The sound is getting closer, closer! !
"Lord Aaron!" There was a loud knock on the door.

The venomous and cold voice stopped abruptly, and the catkin-like ashes floating in the room melted and disappeared like snowflakes.

The rotten walls covered with mildew were as old as ever, and the whole room returned to the bright yellow warm color again.

It was as if what had just happened was just an illusion.

Aaron's pupils dilated, and he knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, moaning in pain.

The headache was splitting, as if someone had roughly inserted a red-hot iron rod into his temple, and stirred violently.

Two lines of bright red blood flowed out from Aaron's nostrils and dripped to the ground, dazzling red.

'What the hell just happened? '

'What would happen to me if I let that voice say my name, would I die? '

"Master Aaron, are you inside?" Ian and Tite's anxious voices sounded from outside the door.

'It's Ian and Teeter's voice! '

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, he raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows: "Great, so it was Ian and the others who called me just now." '

"I'm fine." Aaron made a very hoarse and weak voice, startling himself.

Because the voice was too weak, Tite and the others didn't hear it, and slammed on the door again.

"Master Aaron, if you don't speak again, we are going to smash the door!"

Slam the door?

Isn't that destroying the public property of Jialan Academy?
This vampire academy will definitely ask for a lot of compensation.

The most important thing is that he really wants to see a living person now, preferably a living person he knows!
Jialan College and the deep fear in his heart injected strength into Aaron. He struggled to stand up, staggered to the door, and opened the door.

squeak~
The old door made an unpleasant sound, like a dying old man.

Aaron found himself hating the sound of it!
"Lord Aaron, are you alright?" Tite asked cautiously, startled by Aaron's appearance.

Aaron's face is as pale as paper now, the coagulated blood scabs are like ugly scars, his lips are purple, and his bright blue eyes are dull, as if he is a critically ill patient who is terminally ill and dying soon.

"I'm fine, how is things going?" The sunlight outside the house shone on Aaron's body, making him feel alive.

Ian: "It's all been taken care of. We sent the three of them back to their respective residences. If no one treats them, it's guaranteed that they won't get out of bed for half a month!

In addition, we have also reported to the patrol team of the college with your phonograph crystal. "

Listening to Ian's words, Aaron suddenly realized a serious problem, and frowned: "How long has it been since I parted from you?"

"Master Aaron, about 40 minutes."

Aaron's face darkened.

He just felt like a few minutes had passed, but in fact 40 minutes had passed!

What the hell was that thing just now!
Without getting this right, Aaron felt like he couldn't sleep or eat.

"Master Aaron, what happened to your hand?" Ian asked suspiciously, pointing at Aaron's hand.

"Hand?" Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

He looked down and saw a black line on the back of his hand.

The black line is crooked, and there are many 'branches' on both sides, like a black centipede!

Looking at this black line, although the sun was shining brightly outside, Aaron felt the piercing cold, like falling into an ice cave.

curse!

The word popped out of Aaron's head.

Aaron took a deep breath, patted his cheeks with both hands, and forced himself to calm down: "Please escort me back to Heiji now."

He couldn't stay in this house.

He had to find someone for help.

Lily Tris grocery hut.

"Aaron, why is your face so ugly?" Triss was also taken aback by his appearance after seeing Aaron: "Are you okay? Did those three people in your class do it?"

Aaron shook his head, and said what he had just encountered in a few words.

After hearing this, Triss' face changed drastically, and she asked nervously, "Aaron, how long have you been in there?"

"About 40 minutes."

"40 minutes," Triss breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, luckily it didn't exceed an hour."

"Ms. Triss, what the hell is this?"

"I don't know exactly what it is. I only saw similar descriptions in the notes left by my great-great-grandmother."

"Ms. Triss, may I have a look at that note?"

"Follow me." Lily Tris turned around and walked into the depths of the shop.

There was a small low door there.

She rested her right hand on the brass-colored doorknob, and the small low door could only be opened after entering a specific frequency of magic power into it.

"Did you know, this is a magic frequency lock." Triss wanted to divert Aaron's attention and relieve the tension in Aaron's heart, and introduced:

"Did you know that this lock originated from a very unpopular three-ring witchcraft, 'Truss Mind Lock'.

1300 years ago, a wizard named Dan Dison used this witchcraft to invent a magic lock.

It can only be opened by entering the magic power frequency set by the owner himself.

Because of its excellent confidentiality and security, it became popular in Nirn and earned magic stones that countless wizards could never earn in their entire lives! "

"And what about the inventor of this witchcraft?" Aaron asked.

"According to the regulations of the Perpetual Council, every time Dandison sells a magic lock, he must pay 20% of the profit to Tesla for a period of 1000 years."

Good guy, this is the unique patent system of the wizarding world!
"And what if the Terrasian wizard dies?"

Triss: "His direct blood can still enjoy 100 years."

"But Wizard Truss has now entered the Perpetual Council, so don't talk nonsense outside."

Perpetual Council, this is the second time Aaron has heard the name of the Perpetual Council.

"What about Wizard Dandyson? Has he also entered the Perpetual Council?"

"It's passed away. It was published in the newspaper some time ago. If you have enough money in the future, you can subscribe to "Nain Daily" and "Nain Truth". It will be very helpful to increase your knowledge and broaden your horizons."

(End of this chapter)