A tombstone was erected for the war mage, and Aaron and Eleanor were temporarily separated.

Eleanor, as the priest of Our Lady of Silver, had to report to the church of Our Lady of Silver in Susar, and according to her, she had a task on her part.

Although Aaron feels that this task is to monitor and assist himself nine times out of ten, since Miss Pastor does not intend to say it, Aaron, as a gentleman who holds the power of slacker, naturally wants to save face for Miss Pastor and will not expose her.

Many of the temples in the city have hotel-attached functions, and temple inns are much cheaper for their own devotees than the ones outside.

Some of the gods and goddesses have temples that resemble luxury hotels, such as the temples of the Lady of Fortune or the Lady of Firehair.

Rightfully so, it's expensive.

Some temple inns can only be regarded as shelter from the wind and rain, such as the temple inn of the God of Suffering, which really has a roof and a place to sleep, and a dozen people are crammed into a room, with thatch under them.

However, the God of Suffering is truly generous to mortals, and his temple has always provided free magic healing of one ring or less, free food and shelter for the poor, and if the traveler really can't afford it, the temple will not drive people away.

No, the living conditions of the hotel are not good.

I should find a way to let Miss Pastor live in my house!

As a monitor, how can you do without close surveillance?

Aaron thought of Miss Pastor with justice and empathy.

Let's talk about it in the evening, the two have already agreed to go to Salian's house for dinner in the evening.

Aaron also has his own things to do.

After he came out of the cemetery, he first went to the Purple Dragon Knights.

The Purple Dragon Knights' fortress in Susar is not difficult to find, this is a large independent castle with its own walls and fortifications, even if the city walls are captured, as long as the Purple Dragon Knights and the royal palace have not fallen, the attackers still have a very long war to fight.

At this time, the gates of the Purple Dragon Knights fortress were closed, and Aaron didn't know what was going on here.

"What's going on?"

The older guard spread his hands with a hippie smile: "Who knows? ”

Aaron rolled his eyes.

The guards at the gates of the fortress are all served by many retired veteran knights, who just lack a little strength or a little luck (or maybe lack someone who can speak for them), and most of these guards are just stuck at the level of barely elite level, not very outstanding among professionals, but they are more experienced.

These guards were no worse than some of the younger knights for the first five to ten rounds if they faced a fight.

Therefore, for the fortress guards, being young is equal to being naïve, being young means being simple, and being young is wrong.

Aaron is too young.

Despite the guard's rudeness, Aaron didn't fight back with words, he just smiled and snapped his fingers in front of the hippie-faced guard.

"Smack!"

Rumble!

A ball of pink flame larger than a bull exploded in front of the guard, and the explosion directly knocked the guard to the ground.

This was not over, the pink cloud quickly took shape and turned into several fire demons, rushing into their faces in a wild laugh, opening their mouths to show their teeth, and biting directly into the guard's face.

"Don't kill me! No! The guard sat on the ground, sweaty, and was about to struggle.

Nothing.

Flames don't exist, fire demons don't exist, and teeth don't exist.

The only thing that existed was the young nobleman who had the light on his back, smiled at him, and snapped his fingers.

It's illusion magic! The well-informed guard, pale, quickly got up and apologized.

It's one thing for an ordinary purple dragon knight to make up for it, it's another thing for a spellcaster who can do magic!

Don't you see that so many warriors are eager to advance to the subclass of Arcane Knight, just to get a few low-ring magic and greatly enhance their combat flexibility?

"There's shooting training going on inside, Master Mage!" A flattering smile spread across the guard's face: "The main entrance is closed to prevent accidental injury, and if you want to enter, continue to your right, there is a small door to enter and exit." ”

Aaron thanked the guard, and he continued to walk forward.

A small white door appeared in front of him, and a portrait of a god was painted on it.

It was a noble and feminine human woman dressed in rich robes, and wore a simple gold crown over her long white-gold hair in a shawl.

He is the goddess of fortune, also known as the Lady of Luck, who has great influence in Susar, whose largest temple is the Temple of Tymorra, which is the size of the Knights of the Purple Dragon Fortress.

No one hates good luck, and naturally no one is disrespectful to Lady Lucky.

Tymorra's influence in Cormier has been expanding in recent years, because it was two years ago in the turbulent year that Tymora descended as a sage to Arabel, the largest city in the north of Cormier, where he stayed at the Lady's House in Arabel City, where he also talked and laughed with mortals, and any mortal who received enough gold coins could meet and shake hands with the goddess, eat and drink with them, tell the goddess interesting stories, or listen to the goddess's interesting stories about her exploration in the outer planes around the fireplace.

Even one or two high-quality men can be favored by the goddess and become her guests.

The goddesses are all in front of you, and naturally the influence of Lady Lucky in Cormier is growing.

But the city of Arabelle is now in ruins - a few months ago, the Great Khan Tukin, the Great Khan of the Ancient Red Dragon, led a horde of orcs to occupy it and set fire to all the gods' temples.

The primeval red dragon died with the former Cormier king Asan IV, and the heavy losses of Cormier were unable to recover the city of Arabel, and Alice Serre, the regent of the current kingdom, ordered someone to accept the refugees of Arabel to live in Susar temporarily.

The small door is also guarded, and Aaron's homeopathy is a slap in the face to seduce the human past.

He now cast the spell as easily as breathing.

"Wait a minute, Lord Salian, someone is coming." The guard said loudly, trying to drown out the noise nearby.

He was greeted by a heavily armed knight, he was dressed in the standard purple dragon knight's full-body plate armor, with three iris pinned to his helmet, a tattered purple robe wrapped around his polished breastplate, two long mustaches and his thick beard fully showed his masculine charm, but the smooth and shiny head was already thinning hair.

Skinny to the point of slumping cheeks, deep eye sockets, and a long, convex nose, Aaron feels uncomfortable every time he sees him.

This person is Ian Hartson, the Grand Tutor of the Purple Dragon Knights and the Grand Inspector General, a master professional, in addition to being a powerful Purple Dragon Knight Mentor, he is also responsible for the finances, logistics, and discipline of the Knights.

"Ouch, who is this, isn't this the little chick of the Salian family?" Ian glanced around Aaron out of the corner of his eye, and said with a smile, "Why did you come back alone?" What about the task? ”

"I'm here to write the mission report, Grand Mentor." Aaron said lightly.

"Are you embarrassed to write a mission report when you come back alone?" Ian stared at Aaron, looking at Aaron's changes with his small sunken eyes, and sneered: "Tut-tut, too, after all, you really have to get used to living alone in the future!" ”

"Wow, wow, do you need me to give you a moment to go to the break room and cry alone? Woowoo...... Father...... Mom~" The Purple Dragon Knight Grand Mentor looked at Aaron's mental state, and found that although he came back alone, he didn't have the slightest despair or sadness, and suddenly felt bored: "I'm just telling you the truth." ”

"And I want to tell Her Highness Alice Sel the truth, our Grand Inspector General, can you let me in?" There was no expression on Aaron's face.

This person is so annoying, after more than ten years in charge of financial logistics and supervision, he can no longer communicate with people normally.

"You're not going to tell me about you and Irina? I saw her talking to Bradley from the Baron to me~" Ian clapped his hands and laughed, "So you were really dumped by her?" Wow, isn't it, I should really ask everyone to come and see the little chick who has become so handsome despite the failure of the mission~"

"Well said, so what about that female mage apprentice of yours? Didn't you say that you were pinched to death by her delicate little hands, oh no, my little sweetheart, my light of life, the fire of my soul......" Aaron also made a mockery of Ian's expression: "Speaking of which, this seems to be your twenty-sixth introduction, tell me, Ian, did the priest of the Lady Firehair Church tell the guards, don't let this water ghost come again, and then we can only find a female ogre to go on a blind date with him!" ”

Every time Aaron said a word, Ian's face turned darker, and the Purple Dragon Grand Mentor stared at the junior in front of him who had changed a lot, as if he was gagged, and he wanted to say it, but he didn't know what to fight back.

"Oh, let me think, what is the journey of His Excellency the Great Gurus? Falling in love, stabilizing relationships, getting engaged, getting married, buying a house, having a baby, having an extramarital affair, continuing to have a baby, divorce, being alone, going to the kingdom court over the division of property, going to the temple for visitation............ Where have we been, our dear Great Teacher? Aaron counted his fingers and pretended to be surprised, and covered his mouth with his hand: "Oops~ It seems that even the first step does not exist!" ”

"Tell me, dear Grand Mentor, are you going to go to a nursing home like this?" The young viscount reminded kindly.

With each word Aaron, the muscles on Ian's skinny all-black face twitched a few times.

The guard next to him was already smiling and almost fainting.

"Hmph~ It seems that the little chick is fine."

For a long time, Ian Hutson, whose face was darker than the Night Lady's emblem, barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

For a moment, Aaron caught a hint of relief in Ian's eyes, but before he could make out it, the subtle emotion disappeared.

"Welcome back to Susar alive, little chick."

"Come, take him to the library, our little chick is going to write a report of the failed mission."

"Let's hope he doesn't misspell the word."

"Yes!"

————I'm the dividing line of the chicks————

In the library, Aaron wrote a brief mission report, reporting the reasons for the failure of the mission, the enemies encountered, the information gathered, battle damage, and casualties.

In terms of reporting losses, Aaron directly filled in the loss of a war horse, the loss of a full set of weapons and equipment, and the loss of a carriage, he thought about it and felt that the cost of the Nine Rings Miracle Technique would definitely not be reimbursed, so he simply wrote it.

After completing the report, Aaron sealed it with paraffin wax, stamped it with the red Conrad Ring, and placed it in a box.

This is called "keeping".

The archivist of the Purple Dragon Knights will send it to Starval, the Quasi-Legend powerhouse of the Supreme Lord of the Purple Dragon Knights, or send it to Alice Sel, the daughter of the Purple Dragon Regent, which is called "Pitching".

After the record, Aaron had to go home and wait for news until the supreme lord or the regent had read his report, and Aaron was not allowed to leave Susar until one of them had read it.

Normally, if the mission goes well, the Supreme Lord or the Regent will approve two sentences to give a reward, and after confirmation, Aaron can move freely.

This is the most normal procedure.

But Aaron felt that he had to deal with the second type.

His status as Viscount Salian, his sudden awakening of the caster's talent, his awakening of charisma, the failure of all his teammates to die in battle, the appearance of the Queen's Blade, and the matter involving the Silver Virgin, Aaron's report could only be sent to the palace for the Lord Regent to read in person, and then it is very likely that the Queen Regent Alice Sell will order him to enter the palace to meet him and explain the situation.

It should take a few days from the time of recording the file to the summons, and he has to prepare for it, and Aaron has to confirm a problem.

What does the Prince Regent think of him? Is the country fit to stay?

I believe that the subsequent summons should have an answer.

Coming out of the fortress of the Purple Dragon Knights, Aaron walked along the clean and tidy avenue, facing the faint sunlight of more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and walked home.

Salian House in Susar's wealthy area of the Three Crowns neighborhood, where all the dignitaries live, but also once a symbol of the ancestors of the Salian family, the mansion covers an area of about 230 square meters, with a back garden, a construction area of three floors, a total of 14 rooms including two maid's rooms, underground warehouse, wine cellar, independent bakery, kitchen, study, 5 bedrooms and so on.

Since Aaron's grandfather, Count Salian, was defeated in the Tucan invasion and was killed by nomads like a father beating his son, the enraged Asan IV ordered the seizure of all fiefdoms, and all the surnames of Salian were stripped of their surnames and exiled to Guangze in the east, the mansion was inherited by Aaron's father.

Manuel, the Purple Dragon Knight, Aaron's father, was the only fine knight who did not participate in the fiasco, and as the Purple Dragon Knight accompanied King Asan IV in his expeditions, he escaped the catastrophe and was allowed to retain the title of viscount, the surname of Salian, and the family mansion located near the palace.

Although my father was secretive about how badly my grandfather's family had lost and what mistakes he had made, judging from the fact that no one in the nobles of the kingdom had spoken for his family, it should have ruined his honor and reputation for hundreds of years.

I believe that some people will definitely have questions when they see this, since the viscount title is a subsidiary title of the earl and cannot be inherited, and the earl title and fief of the Salian family have all been confiscated, how did Manuel's title of Viscount of Salian pass to Aaron?

The reason is simple, the Manuel couple died in the Sage Catastrophe two years earlier, and died in battle under the northern city of Tivanton, and it is said that they were killed by several drows in the melee.

Asan IV took pity on his loyalty to the country, and the king decreed that the title of viscount could be extended for one more generation.

That's why everyone calls Aaron "The Last Salian."

It is already a miracle that this family, this viscount title can be passed on to Aaron after a lot of hardships, and it is impossible to pass it on no matter how you look at it.

This family, which has lasted 900 years and worshiped the Virgin of Silver for more than 700 years, seems to have ended here.

Our family is in decline!