The cemetery is located in a corner of the city, near a slightly better block in the lower town, so Ferrara and the others are able to follow Aaron a little further.

After confirming that everything was done, Ferrara, a veteran elite warrior, removed a large square box from the carriage.

The box is beautifully made, carved from pear wood, with a small lock hanging from it.

"This is our thank you for this trip, please accept it, Lord Viscount."

Aaron raised his hand to indicate that he was holding the urn containing the mage's apprentice, and Eleanor took the initiative to take the large box when he saw this.

Miss Pastor secretly checked it, the box was very light, and I didn't know what it contained.

"And this, a special thank you from us." Ferrara took out an even more elaborate small square box from his body, and he reluctantly sent it to Aaron: "Please keep it." ”

"Thank you." Aaron had a hand this time, and with his remaining hand he took the small square box and put it in his arms.

"Your Excellency won't open it and take a look?" Ferrara quipped.

"What is it that you carefully weighed back and forth three times with a scale, and closed all the curtains for fear of leaking a little?" Aaron smiled naturally, "If you're going to deceive me, do you need to be so careful?" It's not easy to run a business, Mr. Ferrara~"

"You're really observant!" Ferrara put away his joking expression in surprise, the mercenary leader's face was neat, his expression was serious, and he couldn't stop admiring his eyes: "I hope we will have the opportunity to work together again in the future, Your Excellency Viscount Salian!" ”

"There will be a chance, I don't think this will be the last time you will come to Cormier to run a business." Aaron nodded, and the Viscount caught what the mercenary leader didn't say.

"If the current tension can be eased, we will gladly come to Cormier again, and we hope that the Viscount will be able to make it easier for us then." Montero stepped forward: "You have conquered our group of blood-licking mercenaries. ”

"Let's talk about it when you come, and then send someone to the Salian Mansion at No. 18 in the 'Three Crowns' neighborhood in Shangcheng District to inform me."

"May Tymorrah bless you, our Viscount, and thank you for the help you have extended to us."

"May the radiance of Our Lady of Silver illuminate your way forward,"

Ferrara and the others left, leaving Miss Priest and Lord Viscount in place.

"Let's go too."

The road leading to the cemetery is a little muddy, this is not a rich area, naturally it is not the best repair, Susal just rained last night, the cleaners in the lower city are not so diligent, and there are still some areas here that are not cleaned as they should be.

"Guess what, what are the gifts from the mercenaries?" Aaron glanced at the large square box in Eleanor's hand.

"Hmm...... It's supposed to be spices, right? "Miss Pastor doesn't feel much weight in her arms.

"That's right!" Aaron nodded, and then he asked half-jokingly, "But you can't cheat, Miss Eleanor, you must have sensed the smell of spices, right?" ”

There was always magic in the words of the charismatic, and Miss Pastor couldn't help nodding, she did feel the smell of spices.

"Nutmeg pits, cardamom, pepper, peppercorns, cayenne peppers, cinnamon, raw sugar cane, cloves, bay leaves, fennel." Opening the box, Miss Priest snorted, and she stuck out her tongue: "Good deal, Lord Viscount." ”

"Hey, the little nose is pretty smart." Seeing this, Aaron took out the small square box that Ferrara and the others cherished very much from his arms: "Then guess what this is?" You guessed it, I'll give you this big box. ”

"I don't want it!" Miss Pastor was a little proud, but when she saw Aaron say this, she was a little discouraged.

How many hints can you give me!

How many poor people at the city gate can be saved by this big box of spices?

"It's saffron (saffron)." Aaron gently opened the small box, and inside was a small small stick of large red sticks: "This little saffron is worth more than three times more than the same weight of gold." ”

"That's why this thing has a nickname, it's called blood gold, and it can be circulated even in hell!"

"If I don't have enough money today, I'll pay with this." Aaron slowly put away the smile on his face: "After all, times have changed, and no one knows what the cemetery is like now." ”

"Then the big boxes are for you, Miss Eleanor, and you can dispose of them as you please." Aaron patted Miss Pastor on the shoulder: "Anyway, please have dinner at home in the evening, accept my hospitality and take a good shower, and report to church tomorrow, okay?" ”

After listening to Aaron's conditions, Miss Pastor pursed her mouth slightly, pressed her hands on her lower abdomen, and intertwined her fingers with slight force.

And so it is again!

This man, he is always so good at using words to occupy the right to speak, he always tightly clings to the grace of the Silver Mother to dominate her, he always puts forward conditions that he can't refuse, and then gradually touches his bottom line.

However, he was powerless to resist his invasion.

Our Lady of Silver, my lord, how did you arrange for me a nemesis of mine?

Faced with the temptation that a large box of spices would save at least 100 poor patients, Miss Pastor succumbed again.

Plan to pass!

A deep feeling of pleasure rushed from Aaron's belly to his head.

Refreshing!

He discovers that the original Aaron Salian has a crush on Miss Reverend, so when he keeps flirting with Miss Reverend, the power of Slaanesh comes alive.

It seems that you can consider giving Miss Pastor a gift of Slaanesh, she will definitely like it!

But looking at the saffron in his hand, Aaron couldn't help but think of one thing: Fortune Lady likes saffron the most, this thing is not only a spice, but also the best dye, which can dye clothes in Fortune Lady's favorite gold), as long as you donate the saffron to Fortune Lady's church, there are all kinds of magic, money, and blessings.

However, before the beginning of the turbulent year, Lady Fortune disappeared and her whereabouts are still unknown.

This may be one of the reasons why Ferrara and others smuggle this kind of "blood gold".

So where the hell did Lady Fortune go? Now it's all Lady Joy doing His ministry on His behalf.

I don't know, it's still too early for me to do these things.

The cemetery was once a peaceful place, a land of peace and tranquility, protected by priests and temple guards for the rest of the dead.

The cemetery was once the domain of Mirko, the King of Bones, one of the three gods of death, a powerful deity who belonged to the neutral evil camp.

People have always respected and feared the god of the dead, after all, all but a few exist will usher in death, and the priests of Mirko often threaten the living that if they do not respect the god of the dead and do not pay enough "skull money", they are destined to die well.

The priest of the King of Bones is actually right, because if there is no protection of the god of the dead, the corpse is thrown in the mass grave, and it will be stripped clean by the scavengers within a day or two, vultures, wild dogs, and jackals are also very fond of these delicious meals, and even many undead mages regularly go to the mass grave to find "suitable" experiments, and no one wants their bodies to become like that.

People don't like the Bone King's greed and high skull money, but at least the Bone King will put the dead to rest.

But just two years ago, during the tumultuous year, the trio of death fell en masse, and their authority was all under the authority of Shirek, the prince of the Dark Sun, and the priests of Mirko also collectively turned to Shirek.

What is the situation in the cemetery now, Aaron is not very clear.

The cemetery temple was transformed, and the original Mirko emblem was replaced by Ciric's, adding a purple sun pattern to the outer ring of the skull.

A gray-robed, skull-masked priest appeared.

Both Aaron and Eleanor bowed their heads in respect.

No one does not fear death!

"Are you going to send this ashes to the cemetery?" The cemetery priest is well aware of the reason why people come to the cemetery.

"Yes." Aaron holds Hicks' ashes.

He remembered the appearance of the apprentice of the mage desperately telling him to escape, and fighting with a group of orcs in a battle that was destined to win.

"This is an offering, so that my friend can rest in peace, please accept it." Aaron took out two gold lion coins and respectfully delivered them to the priest of the cemetery.

Who knew that the cemetery priest looked at him deeply and shook his head: "It's not enough, kid. ”

Inadequate? Both Aaron and Eleanor opened their mouths in surprise.

Two gold coins are the most standard skull money in the kingdom, how can it not be enough?

If the normal civilians are poorer, two silver coins can bury the ashes in the cemetery's necropolis!

What is Ciric trying to do?

"The new god of the dead has issued an oracle requiring everyone to enter the cemetery to raise the offering to those who are buried up to 5 gold coins." The gray-robed priest pointed to the tombstone next to him somewhat unnaturally: "If you need a tombstone, you need 15 gold coins." ”

"Is it another 50 gold coins, and even the eulogy and the ceremony are gone?" The muscles in Aaron's face twitched.

"So this Excellency is going to do the 'Dark Sun Deluxe Package'?" The gray-robed priest hurriedly said, "We can arrange the ceremony immediately. ”

Aaron and Eleanor glanced at each other, and both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

As the current owner of the priesthood of the dead, Ciric is indeed completely different from the way Mirko manages it.

Aaron didn't say much, he only had 5 gold coins on him, and just like he had prepared before, he took out a little crocus and successfully paid 15 gold coins, making a tombstone for Hicks.

Hearing that Aaron was willing to pay more money without arguing a word, the gray-robed priest looked slightly soothed and sighed slightly: "It seems that he is really your good friend, really." ”

"This bastard has never been a good friend of mine." Aaron sneered and said: "He has been stealing my snacks since he was a child, stealing my toys, and telling others about me everywhere, every time I see him, I think, why is this bastard raised by Bichi not dead!" ”

The gray-robed priest was stunned.

Hicks is buried in a small and inconspicuous corner of the cemetery, and his tombstone is rudimentary.

He wasn't a big guy in the first place.

Aaron and Eleanor stand in front of the tombstone.

"But...... He died in my place. Aaron's voice grew dull, and he pursed his lips and took Hicks' favorite mead from Eleanor's hand and sprinkled it on his tombstone.

"You've never been a big deal, you're just an ordinary mage apprentice."

"You've never been a famous family, Hicks, you've moved around and have no fixed place to live."

"You're just an ordinary mage apprentice, my childhood playmate, my enemy, I want to slap you when I see you, and when I know that I'm actually with you on this mission, I almost threw up."

"Originally, it shouldn't have been you who died for me, their goal was me."

"If you knew this was the truth, you would be furious, wouldn't you?"

"Hahahaha~" Aaron laughed loudly, laughing and laughing, his eyes gradually turned red.

"Rest in peace, my savior, and enjoy your long rest."

"The man is still alive, I'll go and clean him up, I promise."

With that, Aaron poured the remaining sip of mead into his mouth, turned away without nostalgia.

Eleanor hurried to follow, she didn't know if she thought of something, and her eyes were also slightly red: "He's a brave battle mage." ”

"He's a brave fart!" Aaron's nasal voice was still a little heavy, and he scolded with a smile: "If he is really brave, he will not be able to use the two-ring spell, and he will only remember the spider web technique and the mirror shadow technique, two spells that cannot escape and do not hurt enough!" ”

"The idea of this dog thing is to control it with the spider web technique, and the mirror technique to protect itself, and leave the rest to us." Aaron slowly shifted his steps: "Can ...... Indeed, as you said, there is no problem for a mage to memorize magic like this. ”

Eleanor didn't know what to say.

Aaron collected his emotions and took the initiative to speak:

"It is said that there are three kinds of death in a person's life."

"The first death is the suspension of bodily functions, which means that his body has died."

"The second death, which is the funeral, represents death in the social sense of the word."

"And the third death is that he is completely forgotten, when all the books that remember his story, all the picture scrolls that depict his image, all the people who still remember him have passed away, this is a spiritual death."

"So, there are people who are alive, but they are dead."

"There are people who die, but they are still alive."

"Because they're always in stories, in books, in poems, in legends, in murals."

"The most important thing is ...... In the annals of history! In the hearts of men! ”

Aaron's words exploded in Miss Pastor's chest like a thunderbolt, and lightning overflowed and thunder roared.

Yes, she's always alive, in my heart!

There is still hope, there is always hope!

Miss Pastor rubbed her chest gently, and she only felt a new fire burning in her heart.

This flame is called Hope!