Lord Viscount was a little eager to take the plunge.

As Miss Pastor said, they had met when they were children, and they had seen each other a lot in the time before Miss Pastor didn't wear a face covering.

Just recalling his original black history, Aaron couldn't help but have a black line on his forehead.

The previous "Aaron Salian" was just a shame.

When I saw the beautiful Miss Reverend, that "Aaron" always looked like a demented person who couldn't walk.

Damn, why is it so humiliating?

It's okay, I'm not the same person I used to be!

Aaron swallowed and locked his gaze on Miss Reverend as she unwrapped her mask.

As Miss Reverend unshelved her mask, a beautiful scene appeared before Aaron.

He was a little stunned.

Eleanor untied her mask, untied her long gold-like hair and draped it behind her, a pair of pretty half-elf pointed ears under a pair of shining crescent silver earrings, slightly spread bangs to cover the moon eyebrows, the two hairs fell a few strands of golden silk, lined with her delicate and white skin, the whole face is full of holy charm, delicate and classical beauty, the eyes are inlaid with blue crystal eyes, as if a light look is full of ten thousand styles, The subtle nightmare without a little fat powder is shrouded in a layer of sacred moon brilliance, showing pure and holy color, and the thin cherry lips are like a plum blossom in the snow, so that any man who sees it will immediately put away his blasphemy and be in awe.

Her figure is not particularly tall but very well-proportioned and slender, one meter six three of her inner lining is a crystal frost diamond white bellflower dress, both serious and thin, the exposed neck and collarbone are as smooth as agar, dotted with purple bellflower flowers, coupled with a light and elegant body fragrance spread around her body, it is a little intoxicated, a little tempting, indescribably sultry, with her slender figure like a ballet dancer, her concave and convex body curves are interpreted so perfectly, Draw a beautiful curve with infinite charm.

The willow waist under the slim skirt is thin and soft, and the skirt wraps the plump buttocks round and straight, highlighting the woman's convex and backward body curves, a pair of snow-white slender legs with smooth overall lines, as Miss Pastor takes off her boots and socks completely naked, there is no trace of green tendons on the shins that destroy the beauty, exuding a white healthy complexion, and the graceful curves that set off the jade legs are even more elegant to the extreme, showing the temptation of bare feet, outlining the well-proportioned and sexy style on the legs.

Miss Pastor soon changed her shoes into slippers in the hotel, the whole instep was smooth and soft, full of bones, and on the white and tender feet, five jade toes like silkworm babies were neatly arranged at the tips of the shoes, and there was a special charm against the dim candle flame, and the feet were bare and slender and graceful, as smooth and delicate as jade pillars.

Sure enough, Miss Pastor is a stunning beauty! Aaron was secretly surprised in his heart, he thought that Miss Priest might be beautiful, but he didn't expect her to be so beautiful!

"Don't, don't keep staring!" Sure enough, even in the private space, Eleanor, who had untied the mask, still felt very ashamed, she screamed in annoyance, looking a little regretful, and a pair of naked pink jade feet couldn't help but shrink back: "Look at me hammering you again!" ”

"Beautiful things are naturally something to be appreciated." Aaron only felt a parchy of his mouth, and he also swallowed a mouthful of saliva to make his face look normal: "Miss Eleanor, although you may have heard this sentence many times, I still want to say that you are so beautiful, your beauty is like the brightest star in the night sky. ”

"You guy...... Just know it in your heart, there's no need to say it! Miss Priest swung her hammer at Aaron, for some reason, she was still wearing a long skirt with an inner line, but under Aaron's gaze, she always had the illusion that she was not wearing clothes, and she couldn't help but blush, and wanted to scold him and tell him to go out.

But after thinking about it, it seems that this is his room, and he reluctantly agreed to live in it after he was graciously invited.

"Well, the smell, is it really big?" Feeling Aaron's aggressive gaze, Miss Pastor suddenly came out of her mouth an inexplicable sentence that was so fast that she didn't even react to it.

"How so?" Aaron naturally got up and took her priest's robe from Miss Priest's hand, which was stained with the brains, blood and bodily fluids of the bear goblin, and His Excellency the Viscount faced the red-faced Miss Priest and smiled in her ear: "Don't worry, as long as you are with me, you are guaranteed to be fragrant!" ”

Without waiting for Eleanor to answer, Aaron, who had already heard the footsteps at the door of the room, opened the door, and saw that the waiter had already come in with several buckets of hot water, and he looked at the gloomy face, and did not think whether to hammer him, hammer him, or hammer him, Miss Pastor said in a normal tone: "You wash first, I'll go downstairs to go shopping, I've been through so much, I'm going to have a drink and relax, and I'll hand over your robe to the laundry room to wash." ”

"I'm not going to put too much thought into it just because you're here, and I'm not going to do anything just because you're a beautiful woman." Aaron got up, walked to the door, and turned to speak.

"That's fine." Eleanor was obviously very satisfied with Aaron's attitude, and Miss Priest's peerless face relaxed slightly: "Go about your business, don't care about me, but you have to pay attention to your own safety, Lord Princess~Lord." ”

"Rest assured, this is inside the inn and any disputes should be resolved outside the city walls, unless it is ...... Bar brawls. Aaron smiled, shook the key in his hand, and closed the door.

As soon as he closed the door, Aaron put away his smile.

The Lord Viscount walked on the cold and damp stone floor of the third floor of the hotel, and the thick stone floor made a very clear sound.

Tamar Qiaoya is a shrewd innkeeper who deliberately made the floor of the hotel like this.

Aaron didn't really need to take a bath, as he had awakened the power of Slaanesh, he had the realm of Slaanesh - automatically repelled all dust, stench, and filth, and Aaron's body was always clean unless it was a continuous magic effect or injury.

Aaron was assessing his current situation.

After some temptation, he was almost certain that Miss Pastor could never be the one who snitched or betrayed herself.

Also, as a devout member of the Silver Virgin, how could Eleanor be bad for Aaron?

Even through this temptation, Aaron has succeeded in breaking Eleanor's previous stereotype of himself, and re-establishing the image of a wise, kind, and charismatic young talent, and it can be concluded from the current conclusion that Eleanor admires him not necessarily, and absolutely does not dislike him.

So, where does the enemy come from? Aaron narrowed his eyes.

It is true that Hirek, the Prince of the Dark Sun, is hunting for the Son of God, and although it is unfortunate for the followers of Hirek to regard himself as the Child of Chaos as the Son of God, Aaron is not incomprehensible - his charisma is too much like the Son of God, and even the Son of God does not have the charisma that he should have.

The transcendent attributes themselves are unique to the gods.

Mortals have divided the corresponding attribute values of human beings for a rough comparison, based on the middle value of a normal mortal, the normal distribution shifts to both sides, the higher or lower the attributes, the rarer it is, which is the proof of the strong.

Humans are relatively charismatic creatures among mortals, so the range of humans is mainly on the right side of the normal distribution, with a higher average among mortals.

For example, if a mortal is very charismatic, it is almost impossible for him to attract the attention of everyone even if he swaggers through the street and shouts, because in the eyes of a normal person, it is like this:

How can there be a lump of soaring moving down the street? The dung picker should clean it up quickly!

Of course, this is an extreme case, and generally speaking, as long as it is a humanoid creature, the charm cannot be too low.

If the charm is not even median, the interlocutor will still tend to disbelieve and disgust the person, no matter how reasonable and logical the person is, and many appearance associations such as elves and half-elves will even prohibit these ugly creatures from entering their settlements.

Occasionally, there are outstanding people, or mortal powerhouses who have reached the top of legends, who are extraordinarily charismatic, can speak well, have an explosive sense of existence, and can attract the attention of gods with their every move, and their charm will not exceed the limits of mortals.

There is a limit to the attributes of mortals, even some beings who are related to gods and are blessed by divine powers, such as the second-generation Elector of the Goddess of Magic, the daughter of the Goddess of Magic, and one of the Seven Sisters of the Northland, the legendary Archmage Queen Xinbu (Alasia - Silverhand), the owner of the Goddess of Magic's divine silver fire, and her charm is the pinnacle of mortals according to the authoritative estimation of Candle Castle scholars.

But Aaron's charm definitely exceeds the threshold of mortal limits, which can no longer be described as handsome, this can only be the power of the gods.

That's charisma.

After transcending the limits of mortals, there is the realm of the gods, which is a huge increase like an exponential function.

For example, a legendary barbarian can break through the limits of mortals by fusing the power of the primordial wild, and make his physique exceed the limits of mortals.

The ultimate standard for a mortal physique is the Trolls, a group of perverted creatures that can regenerate with severed limbs, and have a chance to recover after their heads have been cut off.

Legendary Barbarians who can obtain a transcendent constitution can bathe in lava and continue to move in the void without oxygen for several hours.

I'm not the Son of God, because I'm even more perverted than the Son of God! A child of chaos who had just unlocked the power of Slaanesh thought to himself.

The threat of Hiric, Prince of the Dark Sun, is real, and Aaron knows that sooner or later he will have to avenge Hicks' death.

But why is there a situation within Cormier that is also unfavorable to itself?

Cormier is a model of royal power on the mainland, he is a native of Cormier, the local nobles of Cormier, and his parents both sacrificed their lives for the country in the Holy Holocaust, so it stands to reason that the authoritarian and autocratic princess will probably be a little unkind to him, an idle aristocrat who has not shown his personal value for the time being (the previous Aaron was very mediocre in any way), but wants to be rich, it is normal, and it is too strange to send someone to check on him and suspect him of treason and collusion with the followers of the dark sun.

Fortunately, Aaron had been prepared, including the fact that he had used the Silver Virgin Suren to endorse him, including Miss Eleanor's testimony, including that he had rehearsed the words himself.

He was deeply grateful for the help of the goddess Suren, and he vowed to repay it in the future.

No, it won't be the Prince of the Dark Sun, the Prince of the Dark Sun is the new god, and Cormier is the territory of a group of gods of good and order, and the Prince of the Dark Sun has not yet penetrated in just two years.

There should be another force that has also noticed itself.

Is Susal really safe? His strength is still very weak, and the power of Slaanesh has just awakened, if Susar also has enemies...... Wouldn't it be self-defeating to go back like this?

But where can I go? Susal is by far the safest place to be, with my family, my friends, my parents' network of connections, and the 800 gold lion coins a year and the mansion near the palace.

Everything, let's wait until we return to Susar, and then slowly look at the situation.

Now that the Queen's Blade is here, if nothing happens when I go back this time, I should be able to get a summon from Her Royal Highness Alice Searle.

After making plans for the near future, Aaron returned to the hotel lobby.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and the lobby of the hotel was not as hot as before, because not far away several Queen's Blades were sitting in the corner, watching the people in the lobby with malicious intent.

"Oh! It's the last Salian! Seeing Aaron coming down, Ferrara, who was the leader of the mercenary group, screamed strangely: "You don't go to be with the beauties, why did you come down and mix with our group of stinky men?" This is not the place for you! ”

"I also want to be accompanied by beautiful women, but beautiful women don't seem to welcome me, and I was kicked out." Aaron smiled and hooked the large key with his index finger, constantly flipping the ring up and down along his index finger, and he sat down next to Ferrara very familiarly: "Why, Mr. Ferrara, the atmosphere is wrong?" ”

"A glass of gin." Aaron ordered.

The mercenary leader rolled his eyes and muttered two sentences, while the other mercenary leader, Montero, said indignantly: "It's not the Oberszir lackeys in the corner......"

"Hey!" Ferrara glared at Montero, who realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly silenced him.

"Those guys just came to check our adventure permits, and we've said many times that we're accepting your hired adventure party, but they just have to check it, unless we're willing to pay a 'special toll' of 10 gold coins." Ferrara then explained to Aaron: "Look at their posture, this money must be collected, fortunately you came." ”

"Sir Salian, how long will your kingdom remain in this state? Do you really want to force everyone to be reluctant if they can't do business and can't take on mercenary tasks? Montero was clearly angry: "As Your Excellency the Viscount, a nobleman of the kingdom, don't you have the ability to admonish?" ”

"They even check me casually, what do you think I can do?"

Aaron smiled bitterly and took the gin from the waiter's hand, took a small sip, only to feel that the wine was colorless and transparent, the smell was strange and fragrant, and the taste was mellow and refreshing.

Aaron subconsciously set his sights on the bar.

The innkeeper, Tamar Joa, smiled at Aaron from behind the bar, lip-hutted "I'll ask you," and raised her glass.

Aaron likewise raised his glass.

He felt more and more the benefits of charisma.

"Oh, this key, Lord Viscount, I haven't stayed in a nobleman's suite in Cormier." Ferrara looked at the key that Aaron hung on his index finger, and his eyes lit up: "I heard that although the nobles make far less money than adventurers like us on the surface, in fact, the nobles have a wallet that does not need to spend money, and when they need to spend, they never need to spend their own money, you give us a thorough explanation, is it true?" ”

"Isn't this the same all over the world?" Aaron smiled mysteriously, "Haven't you ever experienced this kind of thing since you came from Zambia?" Don't tell me you don't understand. ”

"Understand, understand, understand~ Hahahaha, come, cheers, Lord Viscount, it's so nice to get along with you!" Ferrara laughed.

The people of the mercenary group also coaxed together, compared to the other nobles, Aaron did give them a very comfortable feeling, and before they knew it, they would want to pour out all the words in their stomachs.

"Hey, it has nothing to do with us anyway, we mercenaries, all we think about all day long is how to get an adventure permit, pay enough money to satisfy those soulless grandfathers in the city, run around for life, do one vote is one vote, who thinks about the day after tomorrow all day long?" Ferrara smiled and patted Aaron on the shoulder: "If everything goes well tomorrow, Lord Viscount, we have something else to give!" ”

"Oh? Really? I'm looking forward to that. Aaron didn't refuse.

This is his fair share, and he deserves it.

Or, if he doesn't want to take it, that's really the problem.

Will it be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? Aaron picked up his glass and muttered silently in his heart.

Then he tilted his head and drank it all.

About twenty minutes later, Aaron, carrying two buckets of hot water, returned to the third floor of the hotel, and he took out the key to open the door.

The heavy wooden door opened at a slight angle, and a shrill scream pierced his eardrums.

"Ahhhh

"Aaron Salian !!"

"You're going to put you in the idol!"