What is the origin of this severed hand?

It looked like the broken hand had been broken off from the forearm. The skin was covered with green scales, and there was a symbol similar to a question mark on the palm.

Ken knew very well that under the pollution he infused, the unlucky cultist completely disappeared, and the severed hand was surprisingly intact.

Pick up the severed hand and put the detection seal on it.

The seal showed no response.

Some more pollution was poured into it.

The severed hand showed no response.

It's a good thing. I don't know what level of corpse can have such strength.

Gold level? Epic level? Or legendary level?

Putting the severed hand aside, Ken picked up the book again and looked at it carefully.

Then put the book down.

He can't understand this kind of writing.

It is written in Elvish.

Elvish is a language that a warlock needs to master carefully. After all, almost all warlocks learn based on elven magic.

However, Ken's enrollment period was too short and his promotion speed was too fast. The School of Trick and Trick favored practical combat rather than theoretical research.

Therefore, his Elvish language can only be used for simple oral communication, and the words are almost incomprehensible.

The cover of this book reveals a rustic atmosphere, still smells of flowers, and even uses wonderful paper materials to offset the pollution. It should be a very precious book.

Check it out with a dictionary another day.

As for the final snake-eye gem.

It looks like a gorgeous and noble gem, but ordinary gems cannot resist high concentration of distortion!

Ken put the detection seal on it, and rows of data appeared in front of him.

His eyes lit up.

It’s actually a token used by cultists to confirm each other’s identities!

This thing is of no use to most people. After all, only people who are watched by the same evil god can activate it, and there is no way to trace it back.

But Ken is different, he is really being watched by the same evil god!

He used the guidance of the evil god to kill the cultists, but the evil god completely turned a blind eye. It seemed that the ability of the "Deception of the Evil God Contract" was more terrifying than he imagined.

There will be more methods for fishing law enforcement in the future!

Great harvest!

Just that severed hand, which looked like it came from a heretic, could be sold to the temple for at least ten coats!

Ken packed up his things with satisfaction.

Lying on the bed, falling into a wonderful dream.

After something happened to his family, he had nightmares continuously for five years.

As Cui Lin said in the dream, he was already very tired.

There were no nightmares at all tonight, he still dreamed of his childhood sweetheart with pink eyes clinging to his side.

Warm, fragrant and soft.

That night, he slept soundly.

Maybe it's a man's instinct.

He inexplicably noticed that the girl clinging to him was smaller than the one he saw yesterday.

A night of silence.

…

The third day the door was broken.

Ken walked out of the bedroom comfortably in his pajamas. He was almost used to the feeling of not having a door.

Ordinary security doors are not as safe as his trap, and he also made an illusion on the trap. From the perspective of ordinary people, this door is still normal...

Just as he was thinking this, the man suddenly saw a girl with purple hair and purple eyes standing in front of the door, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

…

Amy Knox is not short.

She was as small as a doll on Edgar's shoulders, but the giant started out at least five meters tall. Ken visually estimated that this woman was at least 1.7 meters tall.

She has a white cat hairpin in her dark purple soft shawl hair, a black sports coat on her flat upper body, and two cat ears on her purple hat.

Under the black skirt, black stockings strangled her slender white legs, and black high-collared boots covered most of her calves.

With such a fashionable outfit, and if it weren't for the distinctive eye color and hair color, Ken wouldn't have even recognized that this was the Knox girl.

The girl was invited into the house.

Ken officially met the Knox girl for the first time.

"...Is that so? No wonder the door has not been repaired."

Amy sat on the simple chair and looked around the room curiously.

This is the first time I’ve been to a strange man’s house, so excited!

"Then Miss Knox..."

"Call me Amy, our Knox custom is to call her by her first name."

Amy's purple eyes blinked, and she stared at Ken's face carefully, as if she wanted to imprint this face into her eyes.

Sure enough, not only does he look handsome from behind, but he looks even more handsome from the front!

"Miss Amy, I don't know how you found me. I don't like trouble. What can I do for you?"

Ken asked doubtfully, wondering if it was his imagination. The girl in front of him looked like a predator looking at its prey.

Amy, who was in a nymphomaniac state, carefully admired Ken's face.

He’s so handsome even when he’s distressed!

Ugh! He's talking to me!

"Well, no, can I call you Mr. Ken? You saved my brother and I yesterday, thank you very much!"

The girl's infatuated state was interrupted, she trembled like a cat with fried fur, and then spoke nervously.

Ken replied naturally:

"It's okay, I don't like seeing people killed by cultists in front of my eyes."

Members of the Servais family would be dragged by adults to participate in the eradication of cultists when they were twelve years old.

The tragic scenes caused by the cultists caused indelible psychological trauma to him.

Then, he saw that the girl seemed to have made up her mind and said:

"Well... Also, I would like to ask Mr. Ken to be my bodyguard, because my brother is currently in the hospital, and I have no ability to take care of myself, so I need someone to take care of me and understand the human world..."

The girl said with a slight twist.

This is a lie.

Yesterday, the girl who completed her coming-of-age ceremony became the official Knox priest.

Formal priests have very powerful rights, especially [Amy], who is a formal priest, has very powerful rights.

Her brother originally wanted to stay, but was taken away by the Knox Diplomacy at her suggestion.

"You mean, do you need a full-time nanny and part-time tour guide? Miss Amy."

Ken looked helplessly at the wayward young lady in front of him.

Is it just for this kind of thing that she blocked the door so early in the morning? Ken thought he had revealed some flaws, because the girl and a group of paladin men were squatting on him.

"Then you should find a specialized company..."

"Because I met Mr. Ken last night, I believe in Mr. Ken's character and strength."

The purple-haired girl said firmly.

Ken shook his head: "Then you've got the wrong person. I'm not doing this kind of thing..."

"Snapped."

He only saw the ring on the purple-haired girl's hand shining with purple light in front of him.

A pile of bricks thick Mann was decisively slapped on the table.

Space ring?
To be continued...