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Coming out of the palace, Aaron always had a straight face, the happy atmosphere brought by the Midwinter Festival had disappeared, and this sudden bad news cast a shadow on the arrival of the new year.

"Aaron......" Eleanor was already angry about this tragedy, Miss Pastor carefully paid attention to Aaron's expression, and seeing that her boyfriend had never said a word, she took the initiative to hold Aaron's hand: "Are you okay?" This happened......

"It's okay, cousin and cousin will take care of it." Aaron sighed, he shook his head, and gave Eleanor a big hug, "Wait until I get back."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

Eleanor took the initiative to stand on tiptoe, touch Aaron's lips lightly, and followed the guards.

The palace was not a hospital, and Maximian and Anna were transferred to the temple of Susar for treatment and recuperated until they could be discharged.

Alice Serre would bear the cost of the treatment, and the Prince Regent granted her cousin and cousin an amnesty granting them the status of Susal citizens, meaning that although Maximian and Anna were deprived of their Salian surnames, they were finally able to return to Sussar's life.

After ten years of exile, the coveted amnesty was actually obtained in this way...... It really made Eleanor not know what to say.

After Eleanor left, the eldest lady took Aaron's arm, and Charlotte's face was happy, and the heels of the black suede pointed boots spun around the snowy road: "Hehe, now it's only my brother and me!"

"Well, let's go, sister, let's go find our teammates." Aaron glanced at Charlotte helplessly.

This warlock sister is really ...... But don't blame him, as mentioned earlier, the soul glow of the two is communicative, and Charlotte can easily rely on a connection similar to Kara to feel Aaron's true thoughts at a glance.

"But it's so late, and we're going to leave tomorrow morning, brother, where are you going to find your teammates?" Charlotte tightened her elongated trench coat, and the eldest lady was interested: "Sister doesn't want to team up with messy people."

"I know there's someone on standby." Aaron didn't say much.

"Well, my sister believes in you!" Charlotte always had an unconditional trust in Aaron.

Aaron first took Charlotte to the Purple Dragon Knights, and during the midwinter holidays, the Purple Dragon Knights only had a small number of guards on duty.

According to the guards, Reynard, the head of the university, is not in the Order.

"Where did he go?" Aaron asked the guard.

"I don't know, but that's probably the only place Sir Renard will go." The guard replied, "Your Excellency, there is no office here today, and there is a good chance that Sir Renard has gone to the refugee camp."

"Got it."

The two of them walked several blocks to the camp, and by this time it was a little late, and Charlotte couldn't help but complain, "Aaron, are you going to call your senior?" But isn't he a paladin?"

"This kind of thing is to call the Holy Warrior." Aaron was very sure, "Only the holy warriors will be willing to team up with us on a mission at this time, and they will not blackmail us fiercely." ….

"Hey, that's the case, it's still my brother who is the smartest." Charlotte's little hand wrapped in a long white glove touched her lips, and the eldest lady's golden eyes turned, revealing joy again: "Holy warriors, it's just a bunch of stupid, brainy wood, it's best to use as helpers, but brother, you can make friends with them, but don't become like them!"

"No, it won't." Aaron shook his head.

By this time, the two had arrived in the neighborhood where Alice Ser had been resettled by refugees, and even on a snowy night in midwinter, many of the ragged refugees from Arabel were still crowded in the streets, many of them had nowhere to stay, so they had to pitch tents in some small alleys, or huddle together under the canopies of houses on the side of the street.

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Because of their presence, the whole neighborhood and the nearby places presented a dirty and messy atmosphere, which also made the eldest lady frown, and Charlotte and Aaron got closer together.

Similarly, the appearance of Aaron and Charlotte provoked a reaction from many refugees.

These two people are not good at first glance, and they are surrounded by an aura that is intimate.

But they had nowhere to hide.

Even a few people were already unresponsive, and the Susal guards transferred by the regent's daughter cursed that they had to work overtime during Midwinter, lifted these people who had not responded from the ground, wrapped them in a broken blanket, and piled them up in the streets and alleys.

Many of the people who were alive had their feet blackened from the cold.

Aaron didn't pay any attention to the refugees, he grabbed one of the guards casually, "Did you see Renard? Purple Dragon Knight."

"Sir Renard is at the porridge shed." The guard wanted to curse, but when he saw Aaron and Charlotte, he quickly bowed his head.

As soon as he approached the porridge shed, Aaron heard a roar.

It was Renard who was roaring, "Is this called porridge?!" What kind of porridge are you cooking? I can see my face!"

"Sir, we don't have enough wheat and flour......

"Thom, I'll be able to slap you with a sword right now! His Royal Highness the Regent just approved the grain yesterday!"

"But...... If so, the food will only be enough to eat......

"I'll let you add it now! Appear! At! Only! Plus!"

Renard kicked the guards away from the brazier where the guards were roasting, and the paladin was furious.

More than a dozen meters away, some people froze to death, while the guards hid in the shed to make a fire.

"Yes, yes, yes, sir." The guards finally filled several cauldrons with food.

After asking, Renard asked the guard again, "Did any of you see Derek?"

"Senior." Aaron showed up.

"Aaron?! And also...... Miss Caradenay?" Seeing that Aaron and Charlotte would actually appear in such a place, Renard was obviously stunned for a moment, but the paladin was still angry at this time, and he signaled that something would happen later: "Please wait a moment, I'll find someone."

"We'll look for it with you." Aaron nodded.

After a while, Renard found what he called Mr. Derek.

It was a small, thin, thin, bandaged man on his legs, shrunken in a corner, shivering, and holding a very thin bowl of porridge with a few leaves floating in his hand. ….

"Derek, I've been looking for you for a long time." Renard looked at the short man for a moment, and the paladin looked puzzled, "Wait, where are your cotton clothes?"

"Sold it." The short man said casually, "You didn't come yesterday, and I didn't have money to eat and drink, so I sold it."

"Huh?" This situation was something Renard didn't expect, and the paladin said incredulously, "Sold? You're not wintering anymore?"

"There's no way around it, I don't have money to drink, so I have to sell it." Derek squinted the paladin's eyes, and the short man immediately turned his gaze to Charlotte beside Aaron, and there was a glint in his eyes: "Sell, sell, oh, where is the beautiful young lady, beautiful as an angel, sell ......"

"Hey! Derek!" Renard shouted at him, forcing him to distract himself, and used his body to block his gaze at Charlotte, "How much did you sell?" Sold to whom?"

"Sell it, 6 silver coins, there was a merchant outside to collect it, so I sold it." Derek said impatiently, "If you stake it, you will have 3 copper coins a day, and if you don't redeem it in 20 days, it will be gone."

"You sold the cotton clothes I bought for you?" Renard clutched his head, and the paladin felt dizzy.

"Then you gave it to me, why can't I sell it?" The short man tried to probe his brain but couldn't get past Renard's body, and he became even more impatient: "Oh, please, you knight grandfathers have a little bit of gold in their hands, and a cotton coat is missing?"

"And how much money do you have on you?" Renard then asked.

"Not a single copper is gone."

"Didn't you sell the cotton coat I gave you for six silver coins?"

"yes, but I'm going to drink, I'm going to eat, and I'm going to spend it soon." Derek shook his head, looking like he was okay, don't disturb me to drink porridge.

The expression on Renard's face changed, the paladin looked at the short man shivering with cold, and then saw the bowl of porridge in his hand like boiling water, and finally took out a few copper coins from his body and gave it to him: "I still have some money here, give it to you, go eat something decent."

"Oh, oh, thank you, Lord Sir, you are such a good man." The short man immediately took the copper coins, he counted them and found that there were only 5 copper coins, and his face showed a look of disappointment and complaint, but he immediately put it away, raised his hand to indicate that he had received it, and then ignored Renard and continued to drink porridge.

Reynard walked out, and Derek glanced at the back of the paladin, carrying five copper coins, thinking disdainfully.

With five copper coins on his body, he still calls himself a holy warrior?

You won't even redeem my cotton clothes for me!

Why is this man so hypocritical?

Coming out of the refugee camp, Renard was finally free: "Brother, what's the matter?"

"Isn't it all the money, senior?" Aaron patted Renard's strong arm with a smile: "Come to work, I need your help in my business, 325 gold lion coins are a fixed price, this time it may be a bit dangerous, you should be mentally prepared."

Aaron told Renard about the blood of his people.

"What? This happened!" After hearing this, the university dean was immediately furious, and he immediately nodded: "No problem, I accept this commission, see you tomorrow morning." ….

"Okay, then it's a deal...... By the way, senior, do you know where Disma has gone?" Aaron then asked.

"Disma, maybe you're going to a party."

"What? The kind of person like the second senior will also be invited by someone?" Aaron was surprised and said, "The name is wrong, right?"

"The Midwinter Party organized by Manneracohen-Anaheim has seen quite a few Purple Dragon Knights go, and Desma has been very close to Mannakhen's group lately." Renard spread his hands: "You invited me too, I didn't go."

Aaron raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything more, "Got it, I'll see you tomorrow morning, senior."

After parting, the eldest lady, who had walked for a while and had not spoken from beginning to end, finally spoke: "Brother, if this senior of yours keeps doing this and has similar thoughts, he will one day break his oath and fall."

"Perhaps, but we have no right to interfere with other people's decisions." Aaron said softly, "I have persuaded those who can be persuaded, and how to practice the way of the holy warrior depends on him, not on me."

The snowy and winter night sky was dark, and the elder sister clung to her younger brother, and the eldest lady leaned contentedly on her younger brother's shoulder, and then threw the matter of Renard behind her.

If it weren't for the fact that Renard was her brother's senior, she wouldn't even have spoken out.

"Next."

After a few more moments, Aaron found Samir Morningstar of the Harpists League.

The dude was having a party in his house, and there were about a dozen people sitting in the richly decorated hall, singing and dancing together, enjoying the food over the fire, and the big apple pie.

Samir's suzerain, Eleunora, was dancing gracefully at the table, her heels flicking back and forth with her high boots, but always avoiding all the dishes, drinkware, and decorations.

The dance of this succubus sect master was obviously magical, and everyone present was driven by her dancing, and the atmosphere became more and more hot.

Charlotte's eyes lit up, and the eldest lady almost instinctively covered Aaron's eyes to prevent him from looking around.

Faced with Aaron's appearance, Samir was surprised: "Aaron? You're going to come to me on your own initiative?!"

"Got it, you must want to join our Harpists League, right?"

"No......" Aaron was speechless.

Why does this man always want to pull himself into the Harpists' League?

I'm going to put it myself

Wouldn't it be more exciting for him to trick him into joining his own chaos camp than staying in the harpist's mess around?

His own career is more exciting than dealing with the Santarin Society and the Dragon Witch Cult~ You can also teach Samir how to go to the Chaos Expedition!

Wouldn't it be beautiful if Samir could think clearly and still lose his position as the Great Lord of Chaos?

Aaron told Samir about himself.

Samir showed an embarrassed expression, and the quasi-master sorcerer whispered to Aaron, "Hey, buddy, everyone doesn't want to encounter this kind of thing, but you must know that today is Midwinter Day, and it is a holiday until the New Year, I can pack a ticket, and everyone will sleep lazily tomorrow morning, and at this time, even if you pay three times the price, no one will want to go on this dangerous mission with you."

"And...... We have a couple here today, and they are coming to Cormier for a wedding trip, and I have to entertain them, otherwise I will have nothing to do with you."

"Now, it's them." Samir pointed to a man and a woman surrounded by the crowd.

"Sister~" Aaron told Charlotte to let go.

Following Samir's instructions, he saw the couple who were newly married on a trip to Cormier.

The newlywed husband is tall and mighty, with wheat-colored skin and a pair of piercing eyes, but in contrast to his majestic appearance, his posture is very low, mostly smiling or politely bowing his head to show humility, and from time to time he glances at the woman next to him to observe her reaction.

The newlywed wife was shorter than her husband, she had a much stronger slender figure, slightly reddish white skin, long reddish-brown hair tied into strings of small braids, she was very beautiful, but this beauty was different from the princess, the eldest lady, or the priest's lady, it was a wild and uninhibited beauty, and her eyes exuded primitive wildness, and the thick lips seemed to indicate this.

Eleanor's pointed ears suggest that she is a half-elf.

"Introduction, they're my allies in the Harpists League, Lady Jahira, a part-time warrior in Druyin, and Mr. Kharid, a warrior."

"Interested in making friends with them?" Aaron?".

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