Time ticked by, and the guests in the Ice Flame Bar gradually returned to their respective residences after drinking and eating.Bertha was tired from a tiring day, and it was the Icelandic krona loaded at the cash register that made the day's work worthwhile.She has been saving money, not just to make a living, but to hire an expedition team to find her missing husband and son, but Iceland is so big that it is not easy to hire such an expedition team that is willing to work hard.There used to be a team of geo-archaeological teams who were willing to take risks, but their offer was almost equal to the combined income of the Ice Flame Bar for ten years.For her, the life of such a person is lonely and tormenting, and she has to face the guests who come to consume with a hypocritical smile every day.In Bertha's heart, she never gave up the possibility that the two of them would still survive, maybe they just couldn't find their way home, maybe they just let the water run away and went to a completely strange place.For Bertha, she was still young, beautiful, and bumpy, and there was no shortage of suitors around her, and the income from the Ice Flame Bar was enough for her to remarry several times, but she was reluctant to do so.Bertha was a strong woman with strong convictions.After doing the basic cleaning and grooming work, Bertha slowly walked up the steps with her tired body.Jobuterron heard Bertha's footsteps coming up the wooden steps, and he stopped his thoughts.He knew that the bartender would come knocking on his door tonight, and although it wasn't the affair that the drinkers were talking about, Jobron knew that this unwilling woman would definitely come with her own demands.Bertha acted just as Jobland's had guessed, and when she went upstairs, she stopped at Jobrentan's door, and she held out her hand, but there was no knock."
Let's go take a shower, you need to wash away the alcohol and fatigue from your body first."
Jobutron's voice came from inside the door, and he blushed as he spoke.There seemed to be a hint of ambiguity hidden in this sentence, and Bertha, who was already a mother, naturally understood the hint of that aspect, and suddenly blushed and snorted, but still felt that Giobuterrand's words seemed to have some truth, so he took his clothes and went to wash.Since the bar is a wooden structure, the sound of the water is evocative.When the sound of the water stopped, Jobuterron sat up from his bed.He couldn't help but wonder what Bertha was about to tell him."
Tie up.""
The door is unlocked, come in."
Bertha changed into a white short-sleeved blouse, wore a pair of knee-length pants, and kicked a pair of cute bunny slippers under her feet."
I guess now it's time to continue with the unfinished topic?"
Jobuterron asked with a smile on his face."
Well, do you mean missing children?"
Bertha nodded, and wiped her still wet hair with a pink towel around her neck."
Yes, but before that, I'd love to give you a chair, but there's not one in the room."
Jobuterrand mischievously spread his hands."
It's okay, I'll just sit on the ground."
With that, Bertha crossed her feet and sat down on the wooden floor.She gently shook the children's wooden horse and said softly, "It first started twenty-nine years ago.At that time, I was just an ignorant little girl, and I didn't have a deep impression of this incident.I vaguely remember how it all started.One of the neighbor's children, a boy about four years old, suddenly woke up on a rainy night.The mouth shouted that Katla is coming, Katla is coming.At first, his parents thought that the child was just having a nightmare, so they didn't pay much attention to it, and no one remembered the creepy legend. ”"Wait a minute, does Katla mean the Katla Volcano, the Katla of the Eye of Hell?"
Jobuterron noticed the commonality between the two names and immediately interrupted Bertha's remarks."
Well, you're right.It seems that you have begun to understand the various legends of our island. ”Bertha complimented Jobron's question, and continued slowly, "The legend of Katla comes from seven hundred years ago, the era of medieval magic.1At that time, the Katla volcano did not have its own name, and it all came from a witch named Katla .She was employed in 1169 by the Kirchubaya Raisti Monastery by the gorge of the Feather River as a steward.At first, people thought of her as a weird person who knew magic and had a weird, cold, and bad-tempered personality.Even her employer didn't dare to provoke her, and the locals avoided her. ”"Abbey?
I remember you said that most people in Iceland should believe in the spirits of nature and the myth of the Northern Ou, right?
”Tubtrand questioned."
It was a Celtic Christian group, now almost extinct, called the Papa Sect.2 Although it sounds strange, much like the Latin pronunciation of father, it actually symbolizes God the Father or the Pope. ”Bertha asked carefully."
I have heard of the Papa sect, the sect that advocates the saint to walk in the world, and the famous geologist Dikuri of the ninth century is a monk of the Papa sect.3 The geological scrolls of Mensula, which he recorded, were still kept in the Vatican's library.4 But the dogma they professed was in conflict with the dominant dogma, and then it declined. ”Jobbuterrand added to what Bertha had said."
Wait, I remembered something!"
After Jobron finished speaking, he suddenly took out some papers full of his analysis from his bag, and found one of them.It contains matters and conjectures about the Benedictine monastery, one of which is that the Benedictine monastic monks believed in the sect at that time was the Papa sect!"
The saint walks in the world, Nayarathotep, you really know how to play."
Jobbutran muttered to himself.This explains the origin and origin of the Devil's Bible, as long as it is Nyarrathotep, this kind of interesting thing will definitely not be spared.To be able to leave a mystery for posterity that would be difficult to solve for thousands of years, Jobuterrand could already imagine the smug smile on Nyarrathotep's face at that time.From Bertha's words, Jobbuterrand had already guessed the follow-up to the legend of Katra, and since he was dealing with a guy with a bad taste, he had to be very careful.Still, Chobuterrand told Bertha to continue, he needed to listen to all the details."
Sorry to interrupt you, you continue."
Jobbuterrand put the papers away, keeping in mind the Papa sect."
Okay, legend has it that Kartra has a pair of magical riding boots.A pair of tan riding boots will be as comfortable as wearing a custom-made boot no matter who wears them, and they will not feel tired no matter how you run or work after wearing them.Katra wears these boots to work only when necessary, and she usually keeps them under the bed in her room.A young shepherd boy named Baron is one of the innocent people who are usually affected by Katra's bad temper, and is often scolded for no reason.If one or two sheep were lost while tending them, Baron would be mercilessly whipped by Katla with a powder that made it difficult for the wound to heal.On an autumn afternoon, Katra and the monks of the monastery were going to a banquet, and Baron lost two lambs while tending the sheep.The nearby mountains and fields are so large that it is impossible to recover two poor lambs in a day, not to mention the hungry gray wolf hiding in the mountains and forests.In order not to be beaten, Baron stole Katra's riding boots.With the help of his riding boots, Baron was able to recover the two lambs, but when he returned to the monastery, the enraged Katla was already sitting at the gate of the pasture waiting for him.The malevolent Katla drowned Baron alive in the barrel in which Sgel was brewed.When Baron's body was found, Katla was summoned by the court.She put on those riding boots, ran up the 10,000-year-old frozen volcano, and left behind a cruel word: You will all die!
Especially the abominable shepherd boy!
I am waiting for you in the flames of the Eye of Hell!
She jumped into the crater, and some time later, Katla erupted.Massive glaciers melted, huge floods flooded the entire Kirchubaya Raisti Monastery, and thick volcanic ash covered the sky, and since then, no one has lived in the area of the Feather River Gorge. ”After hearing the legend of the Katla witch, Jot Brown was silent for a while, and asked Bertha, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, "Do you think this is the witch's revenge?"
”Bertha opened her mouth, but didn't say anything, just shook her head, "Every year the missing children dream at night and shout that Katla is coming, and the next day the day will mysteriously disappear, even my lovely Neil.My husband set out on a journey to find Neil, but never returned. ”As she spoke, Bertha's eyes turned red."
You need my help, don't you?"
Jobron didn't know how to comfort Bertha, who was crying in front of him, but chose to directly point out the purpose of Bertha coming to his room.Bertha stopped sobbing and looked up.With red eyes, he looked at Jobbutran who was sitting on the edge of the bed in front of him."
If you can help me get them back, I can pay you whatever you want, and I can give you all the income from the Ice Flame Bar over the years, even...I...It's all for you... ”The more Bertha spoke, the more shy she became, and she was even ready to take off her clothes, but the firmness in her eyes and the conviction in her heart did not waver.Jobuterrand turned his head and waved his hand, "I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of the situation. ”Bertha was stunned when she heard this, and then laughed self-deprecatingly, "Am I not beautiful enough?"
Or do you want more?
”Jobbuterrand half-knelt in front of Bertha and gently shook Bertha's shoulders with both hands, "You are beautiful, but now, I want to know how long your husband and children have been missing?"
With all the information coming together, I can be more sure to find them, whether it's alive or dead.I can't promise you I'll find it, but Katla Volcano, I'm going to go, understand?
”Bertha saw Jot Brown's gentle eyes and soft tone, and her heart warmed and she was a little moved."
Neil has been missing for three years and six months, and he was a three-year-old at the time of his disappearance.My husband, Hoover, set out for Katla after a week of fruitless searching, and never returned.Look, this is a talisman that we all wear as a family, and we won't lose it no matter what the situation. ”Bertha gently pulled down the collar of her blouse, and between the two snow-white peaks was a silver amulet, like a sharp medieval iron sword.Jobuterron glanced at it and turned his head a little awkwardly."
Calm down, calm down, this is not the time to think about this kind of thing."
Jobron said silently in his heart.Ever since he had had sex with Veronica and Sif both of them, Jobutran felt as if he was starting to.Evil thoughts in my heart often come out from time to time to disturb my mind.This feeling of loss of control made Jobuterron feel a little resistant.He coughed dryly, then got up and sat down on the edge of his bed."
Ahem, have you gone to the police to file these cases of missing children?"
Jobuterron asked, turning his head."
Hmm.This happens to the police station every year, and they should have neat records on their side. ”Bertha brushed the hair next to her ear, revealing her snow-white neck."
Huh?
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So, what is the local bureau of investigation doing?
”Jot Brown frowned at the thought of this."
The Investigation Bureau branch here shouldn't even be able to solve the disappearance, could it be because of the lack of combat effectiveness?""
That...Mr.
Jobrun?
”Bertha saw that Jobbutran seemed to be distracted, and she spoke up."
Huh?
What's wrong?
”Jobuterrand came back to his senses and asked."
Do you still need a tour guide?"
Bertha remembered that Jobron had earlier mentioned to him that he needed a guide, and asked."
No, I've already got a choice.A goblin goblin guy. ”Jobuterrand replied with a smile."
Is it reliable?
Katla Volcano is not Elder Bazel's backyard. ”Bertha said with some concern."
I've heard from you locals that he's the best choice.Mouse, that little clever guy. ”When Bertha heard this, she patted her head and said with a sad face, "Oh my God, Mr.
Jobuterrand, why did you choose a mouse?"
”"Huh?
What happened to the rats?
Any questions?
”Jobuterron asked suspiciously."
Uh...People say that he is the son of Loki.Cunning and weird-tempered.Some people also say that he is a lonely star who killed everyone in the family, and only left his old mother.That's how his title of rat came from, the rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats. ”"Oh?
Then let's see if my life is hard enough. ”Jobuterron smiled confidently, but he was looking forward to the mouse's performance.