It took the Dragon's Tooth Gang a full month and a half to investigate the location of the sorcerer Mepham.

Aaron's request for a smuggling gang like the Dragon's Tooth, which has only begun to emerge in recent months, is actually a little embarrassing to investigate the hiding place of an elite-level sorcerer, and after a few months of development, the Dragon's Tooth Gang is roughly the size of one or two hundred people, and he still has to operate and smuggle, so it is impossible to spend all his energy to help Aaron find someone.

Therefore, Ma Long, the leader of the Dragon Tooth Gang, had a somewhat coping attitude towards assisting in finding an evil magician, and Ma Long only arranged a few people to investigate, so naturally he couldn't find anything.

However, as Aaron's fame in Late Star grows, so does his fame in Susar, especially when the Prince Regent publicly announces that he will be granted an official knighthood in advance and that the Conservatory will write poems for him, Malone's attitude immediately changes.

He directly transferred a third of the gang's manpower and began to carpet along the shores of Longhu.

After a month and a half of searching, there was news.

In the east of Mashanbai, the second largest city east of Susar, there is a small fishing village called Dark Light Village, which has been the scene of several disappearances for more than a month, causing panic among the villagers.

Some villagers saw that the missing people seemed to be inspired by some kind of inspiration in the middle of the night, and they looked sluggish, kept saying "the sea is calling me", slowly walked into the sea, and disappeared below the sea level.

It's understandable that the first time this happened, the goddess of the sea would occasionally choose one or two lucky ones among the fishermen to bless, as a god of chaos and evil, the goddess of the sea had a moody temper and could not be fatal.

But after many times, the villagers already felt that something was wrong, especially more than half a month ago, a little girl from a fishing village disappeared, her parents repeatedly asked the nearby lord to investigate in detail, but the lord refused with "you have to learn to solve the problem by yourself", the girl's parents still did not give up, they asked for help everywhere, looking for any possible clues.

This caught the attention of the Dragonfangs, who, after questioning the girl's parents, learned that the girl seemed to have a crush on the new soothsayer near the village, and often secretly followed each other until she disappeared.

"Your Excellency Salian, we have confirmed many times, and we can be sure that the other party is the sorcerer Mepham you are looking for!" The little pirate said excitedly, and he quickly followed behind Aaron, "When the boss learned the news, he immediately sent someone to inform you."

"Our strength is limited, so we don't dare to move, and the boss has already sent three people to watch from afar." The little pirate continued, "It's up to you, Your Excellency."

Aaron nodded, and he began to think.

Getting rid of the sorcerer is his primary goal at the moment, and revenge, showing his strength, and getting rid of the nail are all indispensable.

People can't go too much, otherwise the sorcerer will definitely get the news in advance and run away.

So, go alone?

It's not good, Mayfam's strength is stronger than his own, and if he lets him run, he will be in trouble next.

A plan popped into his mind.

Ihaveapn！ afinalpn！

"Can the Dragon's Tooth Gang bring the parents who lost their daughter into Susar?" Aaron laughed, "Smuggling channels." ….

"Of course, sir, but ...... How?" The little pirate didn't understand, but he looked at the radiant, handsome, handsome, and famous Viscount Salian, and Edward Tich only felt very fond of him.

"Bring them first." Aaron looked into the distant sky.

Big man, so mysterious, so difficult to understand!

The little pirate still looked confused, but he remembered what the leader had said.

"The future of the Dragon's Tooth Gang may be pinned on this Excellency."

"Oh, yes." Aaron suddenly looked at the little pirate, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "Your name is Edward Teach, isn't it?"

"Yes, Your Excellency." The little pirate was thrilled that Lord Salian could remember his name!

"It seems like you did me a favor last time, and it's such a good name......" Aaron muttered for a few seconds

, I only felt that the power of the female stem fluctuated.

The chaotic nature emerged, and Lord Viscount simply smiled, "I'll give you a gift, okay?"

"Gifts?" Before the little pirate could react, Aaron pointed his index finger at his eyebrows.

Edward Titch's expression was glazed.

The little pirate only felt that a large number of mysterious runes had sprung up in his mind.

He couldn't read any of the runes, because he was semi-literate and only knew the most basic numbers and words.

However, as the runes continued to appear, Edward Tich unexpectedly began to understand the words, just like the instincts of creatures.

The text describes a unique spell casting, and it shows the little pirate a realm of bizarre, terrifying, dangerous, and countless opportunities.

"This is? Excellency? I'm here, what's wrong?" The little pirate clutched his head, absorbing a lot of knowledge and only felt a headache.

"It's a favor." Aaron grabbed Edwardditch's hand, pricked his fingertips, and made a few strokes on his arm, and a tattoo of an eight-pointed star was imprinted on his skin.

"Use my powers, boy." Retracting his hand, Aaron said to the little pirate who was still covering his head, "This will allow you to do miracles."

Edward Titch probably didn't realize what Aaron's gift represented.

I'm very optimistic about you, boy, and I'll leave it to you to fight the Gisyankees in the Star Plane in the future.

————I am the dividing line that works miracles————

The next day, the whole of Susal was stirred up by one thing.

A pair of fishermen's parents, who had lost their daughter, entered the capital and begged for help, from all the churches, the knights, the nobles, and even the princess herself.

Their beloved daughter is gone!

They need help!

The emaciated, withered, dark, dry old father knelt in front of the temple of the three gods of justice and told his story to the guards at the door.

How he lost his daughter, how he ran around looking for a way, how he was rejected by a nearby lord, how he wanted to commit suicide in despair, and was rescued by a friend who passed by when he had hanged himself.

The fishermen and their wife made up their minds, and they did not hesitate to sell all their possessions, ask a friend for a loan, and decided to come to Susal in person and ask the nobles and the church to administer justice for them! ….

After saying this, the fisherman and his wife took out a small cloth bag from their bosom, in which were placed a small handful of coins, including a gold lion coin, a small handful of silver coins, and many copper coins, and the old father reverently spread out the cloth bag, picked up the money with both hands, and brought it to the holy warriors.

It's all his savings.

This scene touched countless onlookers, and it even made the holy warriors at the gate of the Church of Justice bear a great mental burden.

The ocean is the domain of the goddess of the sea, and the plebeian for help is the domain of the nobles, and it is inconvenient for the holy warriors of the Church of Justice to directly participate in this matter.

This is a skip to the top of the report, the program is not allowed!

But can the holy warriors be indifferent to such a thing? Doesn't the trio of justice represent justice and salvation? When a civilian with nothing needs your help, there is really no way for the holy warriors of the Three Gods of Justice to tell them that we can't do it without permission, and that you should go to someone else.

Every day, every year, every year, the holy warriors of the Three Gods of Justice face similar moral torture.

Promise to help her? This violates the contract between the gods and mortals, the gods return to the gods, the mortals return to the mortals, without the permission of the nobles, the holy warriors are not allowed to act at will, listening to their descriptions, this matter is likely to be related to the goddess of the sea, there is an unwritten agreement between the gods, otherwise it will cause a god war!

[I have known an old book friend for ten years to recommend to me to chase books, @

, using both hands and feet, her face was full of vicissitudes, although she was only in her forties, the gray-haired fisherwoman crawled in front of the paladin and tried to kiss his boots with her mouth: "Please~Messenger of Justice, please~"

"Ma'am, please don't do this!" The elder paladin already had a sad look on his face, and he quickly picked up the old woman with both hands: "We don't deserve your knees, I would love to help you, but you've found the wrong person!" You should go to your lord and ask for permission, and as soon as you get it, we'll send someone to help you."

"So, you don't want to help me?" The old woman said dumbly, she suddenly grabbed the coins in her husband's hand frantically, and stuffed them into the armor of the holy warrior: "Please, this is all my money, please~"

"Ma'am!" The paladin was also anxious, he desperately retreated, trying to shake out the money from his clothes: "Please don't do this, please don't do this!"

An elite-level holy warrior was actually forced to have no way out by a weak old woman, and he was embarrassed!

The pointing and pointing of the people around him made all the holy warriors hang their heads.

Rules, laws, or morals, which is right?

Many of the young paladins had their necks flushed, and they wanted to refute it, but they couldn't do it.

The old paladins looked sad, they had already experienced too many similar situations.

"He's right! Madam, sir, you've found the wrong person!"

At this moment, a roar full of justice sounded from the other side of the block, and the light was full of light, and the purple-robed Viscount of Salian appeared! ….

The fishermen and their wives froze where they were.

"You've found the wrong person, ma'am, sir." The handsome, even alluring, Aaron walked out of the crowd quickly, stretched out his hands to lift the fishermen and his wife one after another under the gaze of everyone, and said in a sonorous voice, "They have no authority to deal with this matter, they can't help you."

"But, I have!" Aaron said in a deep voice, and he raised a fist and pointed it straight at the sky: "Justice is not dead! Justice endures!"

"This matter is the responsibility of I, the Purple Dragon Knight, Aaron Salion!"

After saying that, Aaron took a copper coin from the old fisherman's bosom and put it in his bosom: "This commission, I, Aaron Salian, have taken it!"

"Please believe me, believe in the Purple Dragon Knight, and believe in Her Highness Alice Serre! Don't be afraid of righteous death, don't honor life! Justice endures!"

As Aaron chanted, this sentence seemed to carry endless power, spreading from his body to the nearby crowd and throughout the entire neighborhood!

"Aaron~Aaron! Aaron!

！」

The people's blood boiled instantly, and they shouted Aaron's name loudly, and even the paladins guarding the gate breathed a sigh of relief, and many young paladins clenched their grips on the hilt of their swords, their finger bones turning white from excessive force. Just one sentence awakened their enthusiasm and turned their initial depression into infinite motivation and perseverance!

Yes, justice does not die, justice lives forever!

The older paladins had mixed eyes, some happy, some lost, but they turned into approving eyes.

This matter is indeed best for the Purple Dragon Knight to take care of.

May the three gods of justice bless you, young Salian!

You're good!

The paladins collectively gave Aaron a thumbs up.

In the limelight, Aaron accepted the fishermen's couple's request.

The commission is: 1 copper coin.

And his actions immediately caused great controversy within the Purple Dragon Knights.

"Not allowed!" Immediately, a veteran purple dragon knight complained, "What is this that the son of Manuel is doing? 1 copper coin? Oh my God, Tampas, are we Purple Dragon Knights so cheap?"

"There must be no precedent for such a thing, otherwise what will become of the Purple Dragon Knights if every peasant who has lost his daughter sues Susar? The Kingdom Tracing Team?"

"It's best to make an announcement right away that Aaron Salion's acceptance of this commission for 1 copper coin is a personal act and has nothing to do with the Knights of the Purple Dragon!"

The Purple Dragon Knights disputed Aaron's actions, and they took the case to Inspector General Yoon Hutson.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Yoon-Hutson sat behind his desk, playing with his fountain pen, "No rush, wait."

"If Aaron successfully completes this mission and gets his daughter back...... Whether it is dead or alive, this is undoubtedly a great positive image promotion for our Knights, the royal family, and even the entire Cormier, and when the time comes, we will announce that it is our Purple Dragon Knights who sent Aaron."

"If Aaron doesn't succeed and fails, then we can declare that this is Aaron's personal behavior and has nothing to do with the Purple Dragon Knights."

"Also, since this kid is so rich, he must not care about a little pay, let him go."

The Grand Inspector's statement put the debate within the Order on hold for the time being.

However, while the Knights were still arguing, Aaron was ready to go to Darklight Village, hired a carriage, brought his full gear, and prepared to go.

As soon as he left the city, two equally heavily armed purple dragon knights stopped in front of the carriage: "Stop, sir~check~"

"Who?" Aaron frowned at the coachman's words.

My speed is already very fast, why is it still stopped?

Rolling down the window, Aaron saw a paladin, a ranger.

"You guys?!" Lord Viscount exclaimed in surprise, "Senior!"

"How can such a good thing be without me, a holy warrior? Aaron, you're not a good student!"

Paladin Renard spread his hands, his smile full of enthusiasm.

"Hey, boy, can you do it all by yourself? Smelly old man, let's help you, don't talk nonsense, open the door."

Ranger Disma clasped his hands on his chest, held a grass seed in his mouth, and a sword and sword hung from his waist.

"Good! Let's just three of us brothers!".

The Emperor of the Han Dynasty