In the early morning apple orchard, the fog cleared, the sun was shining, and the temperature began to rise rapidly.

The soldiers from Evening Star Town began to clean up the battlefield, and everyone had shocked expressions on their faces, and many veterans who had served for more than ten years could not contain their surprise.

More than 400 corpses! Two camps! Kobold Dragon Vein Warlock! Goblin Warlord!

3 people?

Oh my God, my lord, are you serious?

More than 300 professional soldiers and 3,400 semi-professional soldiers came to the apple orchard.

"Hey, old Mark, have you ever seen this scene?" A young soldier looked at one pit after another in the ground, the charred corpses of goblins, the kobold scraps that had been cut into pieces, the two heads in the center of the manor, and the Purple Dragon Knight, the Priest Suren, and the female barbarian who were tiredly unable to do so and sat with their backs against the wall.

"I haven't seen it!" The other veteran shook his head, still pretentious, and pointed to a large blackened pit on the ground: "But I've seen this, do you know what it is?"

"This is the crater that the fireball technique has blown up, and one fireball spell is enough to kill a dozen heavily armed soldiers, young man." The veteran flaunted his experience, but couldn't hide his shock: "How did they, three people, do it?"

"Forget it, it's not like it's time to move faster!" The veteran did not have time to lament the brutality of the battle, he hurried to clean up the battlefield.

He is 35 years old this year, this age is already an advanced age among warriors, if a warrior professional does not reach the master level strength, his physical strength will begin to decline after the age of 30, and his physical function will decline rapidly after the age of 40, so professional soldiers are often forced to retire at the age of 37-38 and turn into a semi-professional reserve army such as guards or patrols, and if they can be promoted to the master level, they can maintain their physical strength until they are about 50 years old.

Legendary warriors and legendary barbarians can further maintain their physical fitness up to 60-70 years old, but compared to Druyin, mages, warlocks, and priests who often live for hundreds of years, the lifespan of a warrior is really short.

He must hurry up, this kind of task of cleaning up the battlefield, although the loot must be handed over, but everyone can secretly hide a little valuable gadget, as long as it is not too excessive, the lords and nobles will not care.

Exclamations were everywhere on the battlefield.

"Quick, cut off all the heads!" Brandon Doherty, Lord of Evening Startown, is a soldier in his forties, with eyes in his eyes, deep-set eyes, a serious beard, and a straight figure full of masculine charm, so it's no wonder that the former baroness chose to marry him.

The lord baron was excited, and he kept patting his waist and amplifying his voice to order his soldiers to cut off all the heads.

Skulls are worthless, because they have no value in themselves.

Heads are worth thousands of dollars because they represent power and glory!

The kobolds and goblin heads are sent back to the city, where they are immediately preserved and pickled using special methods, and then hung around the city, the easiest way to show their power in the realm.

If someone wants to challenge the *** belonging to humans in this land in the future, then they have to weigh whether they can compare to a kobold tribal diplomacy and an entire goblin camp, and whether they can compare to kobold dragon warlocks and goblin warlords! ….

Such is the consequence of daring to encroach on the sacred territory of Komir!

The lord baron believed that Arabel, dozens of kilometers away, would soon receive the news, and the orc Great Khan Tugin would definitely learn that Cormier had killed 400 people with only 3 men, and if he wanted to attack, he would have to weigh how many orcs, goblins, and vassals under his command could be sacrificed.

My territory is safe!

Thinking of this, the lord's baron was in a happier mood, and he took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "Your Excellency Salian, thank you for your hard work."

"We are all glorious Cormirs, and it is incumbent upon us to protect the glory of Cormier!" Aaron squeezed out a smile, he looked really tired, and patted his leg to indicate that he couldn't stand up.

The Lord of Evening Star Town immediately pressed his shoulder to signal him not to get up, "Manuel has a good son! I am assured, Lord Aaron, that the name of Salian will one day be revived because of you."

Without further ado, Brandon Doherty immediately cashed in the bounty for Aaron.

The 1,500 Gold Lion Coins bounty for the extermination of the Kobold Camp and the 2,000 Gold Lion for the Extermination of the Goblin Camp are rewarded.

These are all deserved by the trio, and even to some extent, the money given to exterminate the goblin camp is still on the low side, and the goblin warlord who has launched two divine graces in a row should be more than that, but Aaron didn't bargain anymore.

I feel that I have to give less, so I deliberately let the goblins loot and kill again, forcing the local lord to pay a higher price and then make a move, this is the most typical act of order and evil, and the bounty is a lot of money, but I don't know how many lives will be sacrificed.

3,500 gold lion coins is also a huge burden for a lord baron, but Brandon Doherty doesn't have to pay much money himself, and the recent chaos of the situation, blocked trade routes, and casualties in nearby villages make it easy for the baron to collect a large amount of donations from merchants, commoners, guilds, and nobles, and even the lord will privately withhold some of them is the norm in the kingdom.

Aaron didn't pay attention to that much, just get 3,500 gold lion coins.

It's better to take the risk and make money!

After receiving the bounty, a soldier came over and whispered a few words to the lord baron, who immediately told Aaron that he had found a lot of loot in the goblin camp.

According to the unwritten rules, a small portion of the loot could go to the Aaron trio.

"Asha, Eleanor, can you still get up?" Aaron smiled at his two adventuring companions.

"Of course!" The barbarian cried out with her halberd in both hands, "I can do it!"

Asha was badly injured, she was disemboweled, almost her heart was exposed to the air, and a normal person would have died long ago.

But the barbarian is so powerful, the barbarian in the berserk state has a similar self-protection mechanism, after taking fatal damage, the barbarian can resist the coming of death by terminating the rage.

After receiving the priest's divine healing, Asha's injuries have stabilized.

"Eleanor?" Aaron pretended to approach casually, grabbed Miss Pastor's small hand with his big hand, and ran his fingers from top to bottom across Miss Pastor's delicate palm.

Eleanor was slightly trembling by Aaron's behavior, and her sea-blue eyes squinted at Aaron, but she didn't shake off his big hand, and she didn't immediately agree. ….

In fact, this is already considered to be agreed, not to submit to Aaron in front of others, is Eleanor's last stubbornness.

Miss Reverend was badly injured, her right arm was broken and dislocated, her tendons were injured, her left thigh muscles were strained, and she had several bruises on her body, and she had difficulty even getting up.

Naturally, she wanted to go with Aaron to see the loot, but she wanted him to help herself, and Eleanor couldn't say it!

Fortunately, Aaron was always so understanding, and Lord Viscount took the initiative to help Miss Priest up, but he himself bared his teeth in pain.

"You need healing, Aaron!" Eleanor leaned wearily on Aaron's shoulder.

"Treatment? But isn't the pastor right next to me?" Aaron blinked, "I'm draining Eleanor energy!" With you by my side, I don't hurt anymore!"

This man!

Miss Pastor couldn't help but give Aaron a amorous look when she heard this, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but tilt slightly, as if the injuries on her body were not so painful.

In a corner of the Apple Manor, there are piles of looting harvests from the goblins over the years, including currency, goods, minerals, and many weapons and equipment built by the goblins themselves.

The soldiers next to him were lighting a fire and burning all the dried human flesh made by the goblins.

No one will eat this meat, and the cannibal will be cursed, which even the most unscrupulous and evil god of chaos cannot bear, and any human being who eats this meat will be the god's

The kingdom of God will deny them entry, and even if these souls enter Hell and succeed in winning the lawsuit against the devil in the court of hell, they will still be transformed into demons.

This is part of the original covenant.

The meat can't be discarded or buried at will, and although the mortals in the kingdom are also concerned about burial, there are so many scavengers in the wild that they can gnaw all the bones clean.

Looking at the fires burning around him, Aaron couldn't help but think of a sentence again.

One will be a success!

Perhaps, this is the end of the vast majority of adventurers, who are buried in the wilderness, melted into flames, and only a small bare of ashes are buried in the earth.

Adventurers are always well paid, because danger always comes with gain!

Now, Aaron is going to accept his second earnings.

The loot of the goblins!

Before Aaron could start choosing, he heard a whistle behind him.

"Huxiu~"

"Brother, you can't take these!" The familiar voice came behind him, and Aaron looked behind him in surprise.

The sword eyebrows are starry, the instrument is lofty, there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are full of affirmation of the holy warrior.

An unruly ranger with his hands on his chest, wearing leather armor with a sword hanging from his waist, and a dogtail in his mouth.

"Senior? Why are you here?" Aaron said happily.

"How did we get here? Hehe, we've been following you all the way!" Sir Renard strode over to Aaron, and the paladin used holy healing techniques to heal the three of Aaron's injuries and help them recover from their injuries, then laughed and patted Aaron on the shoulder, "Well done! Aaron, there were a few times when I couldn't resist making a move, but I didn't expect you to really solve the problem on your own! Well done, junior, even your Disma senior is proud of you!" ….

「…… It's not bad." Disma always clasped his hands to his chest, and he looked away, unwilling to look at Aaron.

"You've followed me all the way? So why not help?" Aaron couldn't help but complain, "We're almost finished! If I had known you were following us, I wouldn't have used such a risky plan."

"If you know, then does it make sense for us to follow?" Renard smacked his fist on Aaron's chest, then smiled softly at Eleanor and nodded, "Good work, Lady of the Silver Madonna."

"It's fine." Eleanor shook her head slightly, Miss Priest's injuries had stabilized a lot under the treatment of the Holy Healing Technique, and she no longer needed Aaron's support, so it was naturally not good to continue to lean on Aaron.

A feeling of loss lingered in Eleanor's heart, and Miss Pastor suddenly felt that Aaron's two seniors didn't seem to be so likable!

After a few pleasantries, Renard brought up the old matter, he looked at the loot piled up by the soldiers, and asked very dryly, "Aaron, you have already taken the bounty, I ask you on behalf of Mentor Lucian, do you plan to ask for money or fame for the loot looted by these goblins?"

Aaron was silent, he stared at the loot that had been piled up like a hill, knowing in his heart that most of these things were looted by goblins, the property of the villagers near Evening Star Town, and the property of those adventurers who died in battle.

He thought of the vengeful souls of the previous night, of the adventurers who were wounded and killed when he first entered Evening Star Town, and of the orphans and widows that Volcker left behind.

"Ask for a name." Aaron said softly.

"Nobility fame, priests praise piety, and no one does not love gold."

- Aaron's favorite words

"What about you?" Renard also asks Eleanor and Asha.

"Ask for a name!" Eleanor barely hesitated, and Miss Pastor shook Aaron's small hand a little harder, and glanced at him, her ocean-blue eyes full of affirmation and determination.

I support your decision!

"I...... Hey, what a defeat to you! Okay, okay, I've made a little too much money this time, I want fame, I want fame, okay?" The female savage sees both Aaron and Eleanor

asked for a name, and I was relieved after struggling for a while.

This trip has made so much money, too much, so much that Asha still feels like she is living in a dream.

Since you've earned so much, it's acceptable to give up a little, right?

Or follow Aaron's footsteps, in case there is such a good thing next time?

"Good!" Renard clapped his hands, and Aaron's senior smiled even more: "You know, Aaron, there are many people who need this money more than you, and they need it immensely."

"I'll take this, but I'm not going to be greedy for you, I'll give it to those in need."

"But before you do that, pick one of the loot you like."

Renard pointed to the loot pile.

Aaron skimmed through it a little and immediately fell in love with a piece of equipment.

Extraordinary Equipment, Rare Tier, Frost Giant Belt!

Infused with the power of a giant, this belt increases the wearer's Constitution stats by two levels, and comes with a frost shield that provides powerful resistance to fire magic! ….

It was with this belt that Adan Heavy Hammer dared to carry the scorching rays of the kobolds dragon vein warlocks.

Aaron's physique is already low, he needs this very much, and living is the capital of the gods!

"That's it." Aaron picked up the belt.

Eleanor was very simple, Miss Priest didn't pick at all, she directly pulled out a silver statue of the Virgin of Suren carved in jade from a pile of souvenirs by her senses.

"This is the holy thing of my lord." Eleanor held the icon in her arms.

Asha picks out a ring, which is also a transcendent item.

Extraordinary equipment, uncommon level, emerald ring.

This ring contains a guiding aura that enhances the Barbarian's ability to use giant weapons to make it difficult for enemies to dodge, and is the most needed equipment for Asha.

All three were happy with the result, and the rest of the loot was handed over to Renard, who left the manor early with Disma and returned to Evening Star Town to operate.

It took a long time to clean up the battlefield, and by the time the army began to return, it was already afternoon.

But people are coming!

The townspeople of Evening Star, the villagers of nearby villages, and the merchants all crowded the gates of the city, and they lined up to greet Aaron, Eleanor, and Asha as they rode at the front!

"Aaron! Aaron! Aaron! Our Purple Dragon Knight! Our heroes!"

"Aaron! Aaron! Aaron!"

People cheered! Flowers and applause were given to Aaron Salion, who chanted Aaron's name, and the commoners excitedly waved their handkerchiefs in an attempt to attract Aaron's attention, and the people could not help but scream whenever the Viscount's gaze swept over the area.

Women and children gathered on the side of the road to watch, pointing to the heads of kobolds and goblins, many of whom had never left the city walls in their lives, and could only occasionally see these creatures, and when a cart full of heads did appear in front of them, the praises were endless, and they rushed to witness the hero's demeanor.

"Aaron! Aaron! Aaron!"

"Well done, Evening Star hero!"

"You will always be our most honored guest in Evening Star Town."

"Glorious Purple Dragon Knight, please accept our respect!"

People crowded together, shouting Aaron's name, and they were fascinated.

The group of 3 destroyed two camps and killed all the kobolds and goblins in one night!

Bards have already begun to write their stories, and their names will become the protagonists of the poems, which will be sung in the neighborhood until a new epic is born.

Aaron was dressed in a tattered burqa, his cloak was like rags, his hair was not arranged but scattered, his gloves and breastplate were full of tears, and his sword was broken in half.

With his super high appearance and amazing presence, anyone who sees Aaron can't help but nod in their hearts.

This is the purple dragon knight we imagined! The Purple Dragon Knight who guards the borders, the pride of our Cormier!

The cheers of the crowd grew louder and louder, and Aaron suddenly felt a tremor in his body, and the power of Slaane exploded!

His Warlock profession has been upgraded!

Feeling the power in his body once again, feeling the surging magic in his veins, Aaron's face showed a smile.

Is that what you want? Slaanesh?.

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