Abel looked angry:

"I've given the house to you, what else do you want?"

Hevin retorted:

"No, no, no, Mr. Abel, you gave me back the house that belongs to me. It's really funny that you can say such a thing. Is this the apprentice of the pure white knight?"

The fat man on one side froze completely. He was already thinking about where to choose his grave.

Lisa next to him was very happy. If Hewen bought the house, then she would get the bonus. After all, she didn't sleep with guests. She had to rely on luck to earn her sister's tuition. She didn't want to lose this.

Chance.

After waiting for excuses, Abel finally couldn't bear it anymore and threatened with an angry smile:

"You insulted my teacher. You need to go to jail with your little one for a while."

Hewen shook his head:

"Don't today's knight apprentices even abide by the knightly regulations? Insulting women and children, and never being angry are also broken."

Abel was shocked:

"Do you know the laws of chivalry?"

But Abel thought that the other party was a member of the Knights, but then he thought about it, who among the Knights would take the Knights Regulations seriously? He probably just heard about the regulations somewhere.

Hewen pretended to be angry:

"Originally, I planned to negotiate a big deal with the Pure White Knight. Now it seems that the Original Fire can consider repairing the church."

Hearing this, Abel was really panicked. It was not a bad thing for him that the Original Fire received funds, but what was important was that if George knew that it was him who allowed a sum of money to flow from the Knights to the Original Fire.

, his status in the teacher's heart will be greatly reduced.

In an instant, Abel even wanted to kill everyone present, but his reason told him that this would not solve the problem. He had to take a few deep breaths, showed a smile, and looked at Ha La:

"I'm sorry, little sister. My elder brother just said something rude. I'm very sorry."

Hala looked at Hevin and asked for his opinion.

Hewen nodded and pretended to be satisfied:

"In this case, maybe you can consider letting the Knights and the Original Fire discuss some business together."

Hevin had no intention of just talking to the Knights. Since he wanted to make money, he had to make everyone's money.

"By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet."

"My name is Wright, and this is my niece Alice." Hevin pointed to Holla.

Abel showed his warm smile again and said:

"Nice to meet you."

After Abel left and no one was around, Ha La looked at Hevin:

"Is Alice my new name?"

"It's just a pair of pseudonyms. I want to do something here. You should also call me Wright in front of others during this time."

Wright is a false identity that he can throw away after he gets the heart of the frost giant.

Hara seemed to have some difficulty accepting the change of title:

"Okay, He...Wright."

Hevin took little "Alice" into the villa. He asked Hala to go take a look inside the house first, and he went to the courtyard alone.

He took out a small ash branch from his arms, inserted it into the open space, and squatted in front of it.

"Trasil, why do troubles keep coming to my door even if I don't do anything?"

The branches swayed slightly.

"Why do everyone keep climbing up? Is it for peace of mind? But in fact, the probability of death on the way to becoming stronger is much greater than in ordinary life.

"Is it for enjoyment? Fine wine, bed, power, these things were once so easily available to me, but I was too lazy to take another look at them."

The branches shook again.

"Indeed, the feeling of sitting high in the clouds is fascinating, but this is no longer our era. To put it nicely, I am an anonymous and mysterious weirdo. To put it badly, I am just an old guy who has been eliminated by the times.

"But then again, even if I was just an ordinary demon hunter, killing ordinary monsters without intelligence, they still found me, dug out my heart, and buried it somewhere.

"I don't even know those guys. If it weren't for me being the first target, the world would have been overrun by monsters."

Hevin sighed softly, the dim sunlight scattered on his body, and the ash branches leaned gently on him, comforting the demon hunter with his actions.

The girl pushed open the door and looked at several green branches growing from a small tree. She gently supported the witcher as he fell asleep.

The girl didn't know what kind of past Hewen had, or why he would lend a helping hand to her, but the girl knew that it was him who saved her from that place where she never saw the light of day.

Not the woman who broke the cage, not the liar she met on the road, or the countless guys who turned a blind eye to her, it was Hevin.

Hewen was not obsessed with her past. As long as she showed an expression that she did not want to mention it, Hewen would never ask her again. Ha La knew that Hewen was waiting for her to speak out.

But she had already decided that she would never speak unless Hewen asked again.

If Hewen also left her behind, she would have nothing.

The girl tiptoed back into the house, holding a quilt that was larger than her. She slowly walked to Hevin and gently covered him.
Chapter completed!