In the lobby of the library, a crisp explosion shattered the usual silence.

Tick, tick.

The wine mixed with blood dripped on the ground, and Sharp, who was replenished by the Purple Dragon Knight, covered his head and let out a roar like a beast.

"Ahh

The big man only felt the pain in his head like a burning fire, he covered his head hard, and subconsciously wiped it on his head, and his eyes were bright red.

Blood, a lot of blood!

Sharp's mind was in turmoil, and even more anger rose from his chest.

He never thought that Aaron would really dare to do it, dare to do it here in the royal library.

Didn't he know that this was a slap in the face of the royal family?

This purple dragon knight made up for the original plan that Aaron would not do anything to him, he thought that if Aaron always refused to quarrel with him, it would confirm the fact that he was a coward, and in the future, Sharp would naturally have an absolute advantage in the face of Aaron, and he would have the capital to laugh at him for the rest of his life.

It would be better if Aaron quarreled with him in anger, he had a partner, and he was confident in what he was capable of.

But Sharp didn't expect Aaron to really dare to do it here.

All right! That's great!

You actually took the initiative to hurt people, so it makes sense that I accidentally killed you in legal self-defense, right?

Sharp lunged forward, and he stretched out his arms to push Aaron away, pushing the hurtful guy into the corner of the lobby and punching Aaron in the chest.

There was a strong pain in his fist.

Is this kid so afraid of death? He must have put a cuirass under his clothes!

Enraged, Sharp threw another punch into Aaron's face.

Damn, why is this kid's face so hard?

After two punches in a row, several of Sharp's retinue around him reacted, and not only did they not follow the big man to make a move, but reached out and grabbed his arm in a panic, and even a short man had already hugged his leg!

"Sharp, are you alright?"

"Dude, what are you doing, sober up!"

"Oh, Tymorrah, please, don't do that."

Sharp is even more angry, you shit, you don't come to help, why are you still stopping me?

"Let go, Barty, Sodorin, let go of me, I'm going to blow this kid's head today!" Sharp struggled, he shook off the hand of his attendant, glared at Aaron, who seemed to be leaning on the bookshelf and had fallen into a stupor, seeing that his face still seemed to be underwhelmed, and his irrepressible anger made him spit on Aaron's face with a mouthful of saliva.

"You're crazy! Sharp! You madman, you're going to kill everyone! ”

The short man holding Sharp's thigh screamed, "What the hell are you doing?" You don't want to die? ”

"Please, Sharp, see with your eyes, what are you doing?"

Annoyed by the shouts of his attendants, Sharp rubbed his eyes vigorously to let the image take shape again in front of him.

He froze in place as the light entered his eyes and reflected back to his brain.

Standing next to the bookshelf is Aaron Sallian.

It was a sculpture that had been carved a few days earlier to be carried into the royal library, and it was clear that the owner of the sculpture was the former king Yasan IV, who had just died in battle.

The sculpture was clearly not in good shape, with a small mark on its chest, and the nose on the king's beloved face was gone, leaving only a bare vacancy, and Sharp's spit was running down the king's mouth, and a mark was clearly visible on the chin.

Sharp's mouthmark.

Me, what have I done?

It happened so fast that everyone in the lobby hadn't reacted yet, especially the mages sitting at the door of the lobby.

More than a dozen people stood stunned for a minute, and finally someone reacted first.

Two heavily armed guards approached quickly.

"Queen's Blade, sir." The muscles on the leader's face throbbed: "You are really courageous, sir, really courageous. ”

More guards arrived, and they couldn't help but swallow deeply at the sight of the statue of the former king with a watermark on his nose and chin.

After the astonishment, everyone could not contain an astonishing rage!

This is a great king! The time when he ruled the kingdom was the best golden age for Cormier!

As the leader of the kingdom's northern alliance, he personally repelled the Tucan invasion, and he died with the primeval red dragon in the Goblin War to defend the kingdom!

He has defended the country with his life, and he is a hero in the hearts of Cormiers!

The crowd was excited, and in the midst of everyone's abuse, Sharp, who realized that he had made a big mistake, turned pale, was handcuffed by the Queen's Blade, and was taken out of the royal library.

Aaron always stood at the entrance on the second floor, watching everything that happened with an indifferent gaze.

From the bottom of his mind, Aaron doesn't want to get involved in this conflict at the moment.

As mentioned earlier, his current strength is very weak, and the most he can do at the apprentice level is to solve small troubles near the farmhouse or village, and his plan is to raise Susar to elite level strength first, no matter what.

It's just that everyone is provocative in their faces, if they are cowardly, how can they be worthy of the name of the Children of Chaos? How can you be worthy of the power that Slaanesh has given you?

So when Sharp stopped him from wanting to ride his face, Aaron had already made a plan and noticed the statue of Ahsan IV in the corner.

Calling people over is to shorten the casting distance, but also to block the view of the audience in the lobby, so that they can't see that they are casting spells.

Picking up a wine bottle and smashing someone's head is to reduce Sharp's defense, disrupt his brain's thinking, and facilitate spells.

When a simple ring of magic, Slaanesh's Delicacy, takes Sharp into a vision, Aaron knows it's over.

Goodbye, my friend, I wish you peace and happiness!

Watching the dejected Sharp being taken away, Aaron waved at his back very sadly, knowing that he might never see his old friend again.

Similarly, Aaron noticed that one of the Queen's Blades was glancing at him.

He couldn't help but smile.

He was sure that soon a report of Aaron Sarian smashing someone's head with a wine bottle in the royal library would reach the Prince Regent.

So, how would you handle this? The Daughter of Steel?

I'm looking forward to it.

Everything was part of the plan, and the last Salian silently recited a quote from Chaos.

Just，a plan。

What happened on the first floor did not attract the attention of the readers on the second floor, and Aaron only saw a few readers looking up the materials, and when Aaron came in, at least two of them looked up at him in surprise for a moment.

Aaron also smiled kindly, as a charismatic, Aaron is now becoming more and more proficient, and knows more and more how to use his charisma to win the favor of those around him.

But today's incident also gave Aaron a wake-up call.

Charisma isn't always beneficial, and occasionally there are downsides, like the one just now.

Sharp hated him before, but he didn't hate it enough to dare to openly stir up trouble in the royal library, and directly insulted him about Aaron's parents.

This only shows that charisma makes a difference.

If Aaron is not wrong, Charismatic can indeed make people who have a good relationship with Aaron better, and can also make people who are not familiar with him have a certain amount of affection after the first meeting, but if the other party is hostile and malicious towards him from the beginning, then Charismatic will also amplify this effect.

Somewhat similar to the "taunt" ability of barbarians, as far as Aaron knows, many barbarians will taunt skills, they will deliberately pretend (or maybe really don't understand) simple-minded and muscular guys, can't understand human speech, babble nonsense, make all kinds of outrageous body movements, can instantly make people angry, and it will work equally well for low-IQ races and high-IQ strong people.

For example, there are barbarians who use the phrase "Have you been?" "Which eye do you see?" "You can do it!" "Then I don't care, I only understand XX." An old mage who wanted to share some knowledge was so angry that he fainted on the spot.

There are also higher-level taunt abilities that don't even need to be spoken, for example, there is a witch who has trained taunts to the master level, and whatever she says can make people feel extremely uncomfortable.

There are also legendary-level taunts that don't even need to be said, and some people just want to beat him up just by standing there.

Aaron secretly reminded himself that now that he had the power of Slaanesh, he must have a natural mocking face in front of many people who were hostile to him.

It's okay, Slaanesh is not afraid of something, and if he is not afraid of something, he is afraid that it will be fine!

Aaron arrives in the magic district, and he begins to look for books related to warlocks.

A book on the bookshelf instantly caught Aaron's attention.

The End of Nesser.

Nesseril! Aaron was immediately interested.

In his previous life, he had read some online articles about the kingdom, and in these online articles, the most mentioned and used was the Nessreel civilization!

Iorum, Karthus, the Core of Mythera, and the Floating City, these things are mentioned repeatedly in online texts, as well as those legends that belong to the Grand Arcanist.

Aaron remembered that in the online texts he had read, the Grand Arcanist symbolized the pinnacle of combat power and was an invincible presence in the realm.

One mystery destroys one god, three mystery destroys mortals, five mystery slaughter gods, and ten mystery genesis.

As soon as the thought blossomed, the two great arcanists controlled the floating city to fight to the edge of the crystal wall system, and the laws of the universe were wiped out!

Aaron didn't know how many of these contents were two-in-three, four-n, but the Nexera Empire did leave a strong mark on the kingdom: to the north of Cormir is the ruins of the former Nesser Empire, which once had one of the best climates in the realm, but now only a huge desert is extremely barren and heavily contaminated by magic.

All that past glory is gone, and all that's left is sand, and more sand.

He gave up on finding the Warlock for a moment, opened the book, The End of Nessreel, sat down in a chair by the window, and read it with relish.

The opening sentence shattered Aaron's impression.

"Nessera is neither a chromamore, nor a symbol of the apex of magic, nor is it a true empire."

The book explains how Nesserel grew from a small fishing village to a kingdom of seven villages, how the alliance was shattered under the tyrannical rule of the Great Nesser King, how it rose again with the help and trade of the elves, and how it discovered and benefited from the Chromay Scroll and gradually became a magical civilization.

However, Aaron can sense from the text that the author of this book actually does not think much of the Empire of Sickness in his heart, and in some places it is not only scribbled, but also mixed with a lot of swearing.

He flipped back to the first page of the book, wanting to see who the author was.

The author is signed by Ms. Selincy.

Aaron didn't recognize the name, seeing that the name should be a female elf, he thought to himself that it might be an unknown wild mage who had done serious research and had some strength, right?

Although this lady of Silincy obviously did not look down on the Nexus Empire in her writings, she explained some affairs and the process of making a fortune in the texts relatively clearly, and Aaron decided to continue reading.

There are a lot of black farts in the text, for example, when the Nexus Empire is gradually reaching its peak, and one in nine of the population is a mage, the author ridicules that the Nexus Empire has only reached the threshold of a high-level magical civilization.

When the Floating City is built and plays an important role, the author derids it as a thief's tool to steal magical energy from the web that doesn't belong to the Chromones.

The author also ridicules that Nessera has never been an empire, and that this magical civilization is just a loose combination of city-states, and that the Grand Arcanists have been doing their own thing all day long, and gradually turning into the dictatorship of the Mage Council, forgetting the original purpose of the establishment of the Kingdom of Nesser.

Someone used a fountain pen to attach a small joke to the text.

"A man of color came to visit Cormier, and he pointed to the royal city of Susar: 'Whose country is this?'

The Cormiers replied: 'Naturally, the kingdom belongs to the royal family of Obeszir. ’

Then the Resistant Man asked, 'What about the surrounding land?' ’

The Cormiers replied: 'It belongs to the yeoman farmers.' ’

The Cormirs also came to visit Nessreel, and the Cormiers asked the Nessers: 'Whose country is this?' ’

The Nesser replied, 'The Empire of Nessreel belongs to all the Wearers. ’

The Cormiers asked: 'What about the floating cities?' ’

The Chromian replied, 'That's the private property of the Grand Arcanists. ’”

Naturally, this practice of carrying private goods in the article has also aroused the dislike of some readers.

For example, when the author ridiculed the Nex Empire, there was obviously a Neser iron fan writing next to him: "That is, bullying the Nessreel Empire has perished, so desperately trying to discredit this great civilization is really despicable behavior." ”

In the chapter "Age of Discovery", when the author writes about Nessriel's attempt to expand into the universe only to be beaten by the Elven Empire's navy and the expansion failed, the fan wrote: "Lied, if the Elven Empire's navy was so powerful, how could they not conquer the entire realm? It's obviously a lie, the Nexus Empire is only here to trade, it's a peaceful civilization, how can the Elf Empire Navy be able to stop the Floating City Golem Legion and the Grand Arcanist? ”

The author also records many atrocities in the Nexus Empire, such as several planned massacres of orcs, tens of thousands of dead people against the elves, dwarves, gnomes, and halflings who helped many of their friends in the past, and the extravagance and disregard for life in the Upper Nexer Empire, which is composed of floating cities.

Chromy Iron Powder added: "Fabricate nonsense, maliciously smear, you said that the Nexus Empire slaughtered so many other races, you should find a few living people to prove it!" ”

However, when the author writes about the state of society in the later period of the Nethrel Empire, "Hunting civilians outside the floating city was a legitimate and popular pastime. When the source of the corresponding decree was indicated, the color-resistant iron powder was obviously annoyed, and he added a sentence later: "People who have no value naturally do not deserve to live, and it is reasonable to provide a little final value rather than waste food!" In line with the history of human development! ”

After that, Aaron didn't see his marker again.

In this way, it took Aaron a whole morning to read the book "The End of Nessreel" from beginning to end, and had a certain understanding of this magical civilization surrounded by countless rumors and secondary creations, especially the "Age of Calthus", which took nearly half of the time to write, how this genius archarcanist managed to concentrate the resources of the entire empire to bring down the entire Nessreel, so that this magical civilization that once left countless stories in the kingdom and still has many legacies to come to an end.

Before I knew it, it was noon, and Aaron put down his book.

I don't know what the situation is on my uncle's side.

In his elaborate plan, the link of his uncle, Lothair, was the weakest.

But he had no other choice, his aunt's fierce and scoundrel cousin was not suitable for pride and complacency, and although his uncle was only a petty horse breeder, he was also the only one in Aaron's hands who had a reasonable way to become a nobleman besides him.

I hope my uncle-in-law will live up to my expectations.

Aaron said silently in his heart.

While Aaron was pondering the process, Susar, the royal stables.

Aaron's uncle, Lothair, was kneeling on the ground sweating profusely, his breathing was chaotic, his thin cheeks were flushed with an abnormal flush, and his body trembled slightly.

A middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in a purple and gold duke of the Duke of Cormier, was sitting on a mazah, surrounded by a circle of heavily armed elite guards, holding a goblet with golden champagne swaying slightly along the wall.

"So, it's your nephew, the last Salian, Aaron's little guy has awakened his charisma and become a warlock, and he wants to find a teacher, right?" The middle-aged man said unhurriedly.

"Yes, it's my nephew, he told me to do it!" Lothair wiped the sweat with his hands, and his voice was full of fear.

Today's events were quite smooth at first, just as Aaron had instructed, and after Lothair came to the stable to take a routine look at the state of the horses, he soon found an opportunity to take advantage of a purple dragon knight to select horses, and pretended to inadvertently say that a charismatic warlock was looking for a mentor.

The first Purple Dragon Knight didn't take it to heart, he just promised to help ask when he was free.

The attitude of the second purple dragon knight changed very obviously, he not only asked Lothair who was the warlock who awakened the charisma in Lothair's mouth, but also showed strong interest, after Lothair said that the other party did not want to reveal his identity according to Aaron's instructions, and hinted that the knight's "level" was not enough, the knight immediately expressed his understanding, and did not even pick the horse, and left directly and told Lothair that he was not allowed to run away when he was waiting for him here.

When Lothair told a knight who had come to pick up a horse that had told him that there was a charismatic sorcerer looking for a mentor, he thought that was the end of the morning.

Unexpectedly, near the noon break, a large group of heavily armored guards arrived at Susar's stables, and a haughty butler came in and told Lothair that the Duke of Kenes-Irish was going to meet him in person!

This scared Lothair silly.

He's just a horse breeder!

The other party is the Duke, the only one in the entire Cormier who is the real Duke of His Royal Highness! The status is second only to the king!

In the face of such a large battle, facing His Royal Highness the Duke of Kenes, who was smiling and smiling in the midst of a large group of heavily armored guards, Lothair only felt that his legs were so weak that he couldn't straighten up at all, and his voice was trembling.

He said it all, including Aaron's identity, including how Aaron told him the process, including Aaron's parables with him.

The little horse keeper told everything.

"Is that what he taught you?" After hearing this, Duke Kenes showed great interest: "Interesting, so interesting." ”

"Someone!"

"In!"