Aaron carefully looked at the day elf who took the initiative to apply for the job, and always felt that it was indescribably strange.

Normally, as the orthodox descendants of the High Elves, the Sun Elves have always regarded themselves as the orthodox heirs of Corellon-Rathrian, and the Sun Elves are supposed to be arrogant and withdrawn, they do things in a typical elitist style, they don't care so much about other people's feelings, they don't care too much about what others think, and they don't like to explain their reasons.

Most of the day elves are also handsome men and women, and their average height is slightly shorter than that of humans, but the difference can be seen very clearly from their appearance.

But the day elf in front of me who came to apply for the job was fundamentally different from the traditional day elf.

Barrell Moonflower's height is not even 165, he has bronzed skin and long black hair, normally among the day elves with a majority of handsome men and beautiful women, at least in human society, he will be more than a middle-aged person, but this day elf is short and fat, and the long black hair not only does not look flowy, but is slightly bloated and greasy.

Under the fat face is a big nose and double chin, and there is a circle of fat around the neck, which is a typical fat house figure at first glance, but if there is anything special about this day elf buddy, it is his smart eyes, which are shrouded in pure green light like water waves.

This makes the chubby Barrell unexpectedly look a little cute.

"I'm surprised that the elves of Eternal Gathering Island will come to the realm, and I'm even more surprised that Your Excellency would choose to apply for a job with me."

Unlike normal day elves, Barrell Moonflower is very self-ripe, he didn't ask Aaron's opinion, and didn't pay much attention to Aaron's words, strode to Aaron and sat down, grabbed the wine on the table and blew it directly into his mouth: "I'm so thirsty, you human summers are really hot, I hate summer." ”

"Hiccup, it doesn't feel as good as Yongju Island...... Wine. ”

"That's it, the history of human winemaking is less than a fraction of that of elves." Aaron casually opened another bottle of wine and handed it to Barrell.

The stocky Sun Elf naturally took it, unconcerned by the sarcasm in Aaron's tone, "So, can we sign a contract?" ”

The attitude of the elves is very urgent, anxious and urgent.

"Wait, buddy, I don't know where you're from, why are you applying?" Aaron quickly refused: "Also, are you sure you've read my job posting?" ”

"I've seen it, haven't I already filled out the form for you?" "I'm from Eternal Island, I'm called Barrell Moonflower, and I'm a master...... That's how you humans are likened, right? Master Mage Advanced Arcane High Priest, I heard that Aaron Salion, the 'King Bearer', needed a magic advisor, and I was here right away. ”

"I'm asking why, have you really looked at my hiring needs carefully?" Aaron complained: "Also, what's the matter with the king? When did I get an extra nickname like this? ”

"You haven't heard of the Arcane High Priest, have you? This is a special profession that is a mix of Druyin and Mage, and we believe that nature and the arcane ways are ultimately the same, and that on the island of Eternal Gathering, we are always in harmony with nature. ”

"Believe it or not, I'm not only a spellcaster, but I can also shapeshift!"

After saying that, Barrell turned into a huge hound, but because he himself was fat, the hound he turned into was also fat, with his belly almost touching the ground, and his head and paws looked very fat.

Aaron's assessment of this is: like a dog and a pig.

"How? Don't think about it, just me, I only need a salary of 500 gold coins a month, you can come to me if you have any magic questions. Barrell shook his head and immediately changed back into human form, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Can you find a better one than me?" Impossible. ”

"Is that how you never listen to anyone?" Aaron said in a surging voice: "I'm looking for a consultant, not a big housekeeper!" ”

As Aaron's voice raised, the rhythm of the Sun Elf was interrupted, and he scratched his head: "Okay, is there anything else Your Excellency has to ask?" ”

"Three questions, first, why did you apply for my magic advisor? Second, where did the nickname "King Bearer" come from? Third, why can you be sure that no better person will come? ”

Aaron compared three fingers.

"Oh, that's what Your Excellency is asking." Barrell thought about it, and likewise compared three fingers.

"First, I'm here to learn magic, I've learned about your astral magic through that 'Zenar' Kelburn-Black Rod Aurosan, the queen and her matrimonial council, and our navy are very interested in your astral magic, so they sent me to learn magic."

"Second, the Champion of the King is a nickname given to you by the outside world recently, didn't you defeat the Son of Tyranny and successfully champion the crown of the princess of Oberszir? That's why everyone calls you the king-sponsor. ”

"Third, apart from the Saruch Witch and the Weaver, oh, maybe counting the Mind Flayer, our elven magic is the strongest magic in the universe, haven't you learned about that Great Schism in the history books? With me as your magic advisor, didn't you earn it? What reason do you have to refuse? ”

Barrell-Moonflower naturally said that he was extremely sure about the question.

In short, he couldn't think of a reason for Aaron's refusal.

Seeing that Aaron was silent, Barrell thought for a moment and continued: "Oh, besides, if there is anything else, it is that the Queen and the Mother Council are planning to recover Mistrono recently, isn't your new territory very close to Comanso?" At that time, the base of our day elves may be located in your territory, so I will collect information first and be a leader. ”

Aaron was a little crying and laughing: "Your Excellency is much more sincere than I imagined, and if you come up and tell me this news, aren't you afraid that I will use it to dominate you?" ”

"When faced with a sincere man, there is no need for us to be tempted all day long like the High Elf Council." Barrell smiled, and a hint of cunning flashed in his green eyes: "I have to say, Your Excellency, your treatment of those dwarves is really a bit too good, so I don't think there is any need to engage in such nonsense with you, otherwise, why do you think I, as a moon flower, came here?" ”

Aaron's eyes narrowed slightly.

Now he confirmed that Bariel was definitely a Sun Elf.

The character of the day elves is different from the traditional elves who tend to mix the good character, the day elves have a certain tradition of order, they like to arrange their lives in an orderly manner, and unlike the elves who are loose by nature and follow their feelings, the day elves like to plan and then act, they prefer to make a plan after foresight and preparation.

"The Sun Elves won't make easy contact with other races, but if they do contact you, these arrogant people will always offer a condition that you can't refuse."

—Commentary by Yolminster-Omar

"Your Excellency's character and credibility, we have always been concerned about your ability, and we have repeatedly confirmed your ability, so I don't think Your Excellency has any reason to refuse." Barrell patted his stomach: "Don't think about it, somewhere else, 500 a month?" For 5,000 gold a month, you can't find a master spellcaster from the Moonflower family to be your advisor! That's me! It's a win-win! ”

With that, Barrell motioned for Aaron to sign a contract.

Aaron thought for a moment, and felt as if he didn't have any reason to refuse.

"I have two more questions for you before I sign up."

"Ask, King Bearer."

"What is magic to you?" Aaron asked.

"Magic? It seems to me that magic, magic, or any other mystery, is just a means. Barrell said naturally.

"Then why would you like to come to me to study magic?"

"The road is simple, whether it is arcane, magic, Druyin's nature or your lord's astral magic, it is good magic that can be used by me." Barrell said nonchalantly, "It depends on how you understand it and how you use it." ”

"Magic is just a means, we can use magic to split continents, we can use magic to create a lock, but we can also destroy our homes and take lives by magic, we must fear it, but we don't need to worship it."

"Good." Aaron stood up, "You've been hired, Lord Barrell Moonflower. ”

"As it should be." The chubby hand shook Aaron's, and Barrell's attention quickly shifted to something else: "By the way, as a local nobleman, your Excellency must know where there are bars in the city that are suitable for socializing and games, right?" ”

"What do you locals like to play? I can't wait to participate. ”

…………

Aaron and Barrell Moonflower soon signed a contract of employment, and Aaron hired Barrell Moonflower as his magic advisor for 500 gold a month and six hours a day (the rest of the treatment was the dwarf), and he would try to answer his questions about magic and provide some magical assistance to Aaron.

In exchange, Bariel was free to learn all the magic from Aaron's nine books.

The term of the contract signed by the parties is 50 years.

The day elf took the contract and walked away satisfied.

By the time he left, Aaron hadn't even asked him how he had eaten so fat.

But Aaron couldn't be idle, and just as he was about to leave the club, he saw a charismatic man in the lobby playing his tambula and singing a merry ditty.

It's a bald singer, a merchant of hell!

He reappeared.

The bald singer saw Aaron, he winked at him, and signaled you not to run, I haven't finished playing this piece yet, I can't break the contract~

The devil's cunning and extreme orderliness are vividly embodied in the bald singer.

He finished playing a song until he had finished playing the last note on the tambula, and then he walked off the stage to the cheers of the crowd and found a corner of the club with Aaron to sit.

"I'm surprised you were able to get a ticket to get in." Aaron stared at the bald singer, "Not everyone can come in here. ”

"Someone gave me her ticket." The bald singer squeezed out a smile: "In return, I took 80% of her soul." ”

"Then you're really good at business." Aaron asked curiously, "She sold you the ticket?" You also took her soul? ”

"No way, the situation was urgent." The bald singer is also very proud of his business: "If she doesn't agree to my conditions, she will die, as the saying goes, it's better to die than to live." ”

Aaron understood that the bald singer was talking about the night of Susar's fire, and there must have been a nobleman who sold his soul to him in order to save his life, in order to seek refuge.

"So, the cunning wicked man from the third layer, is there anything else you have to say to me?" Aaron sighed.

The devil is a very dangerous creature.

The bald singer glanced left and right a few times, and saw that no one paid much attention to the two of them, so he whispered, "Do you remember, I once told you that the Son of Tyranny had a deal with Bayer?" ”

"Remember, Byer, lord of the first layer of Hell." Aaron nodded: "Wasn't that part of the deal that night?" ”

"What lord of the first layer of hell? Byer had lost her lordship a few years ago, and now the lord of Aphneras is called Zariel, the daughter of destruction! The bald singer took out a thick document bag from his body: "Na, the documents you want, the materials of the ninth layer of hell, I accidentally lost them, and you picked them up." ”

"yes, that's a bonus." Aaron put away the thick bag of papers.

It seems that some parts of the information given by Yin Erminster are outdated, and the lord of the first layer of hell has been replaced? Changed from Bayer to Zareel, the Daughter of Destruction?

Who is Zarell? He seems to have heard the name.

He was about to ask the bald singer about the matter between the two, but the bald singer grabbed the words: "No, that's not all, Bayer has also provided Anaheim Military with a Hell production line and a legendary super-sized hell-built war machine, the Inferno Weapon, these things I want." ”

"Legendary Oversized Hell Construct War Machine? Since Bayer gave Manna Cohen this thing, why didn't he use it? Aaron remembered that the list did mention that there was an oversized scrap dump in the warehouse.

The bald singer smiled: "Bayer just provided, he didn't say that this thing can be used by the son of tyranny, for this thing, the son of tyranny was absorbed by Bayer a lot of divine power, but after getting it, he couldn't move it, and in the end he could only pile it up in the warehouse." ”

Yes, it's devilish.

"These things are useless to you, but they are useful to me, Grand Duke Maman has wanted one for a long time." The bald singer said meaningfully: "Remember to read the information I gave you, Aphnnas used to be prosperous and prosperous under the rule of Bair, but now it is different...... To be able to get this super-large war structure 'Inferno Weapon', Grand Duke Maman is willing to pay a high price. ”

Aaron discussed with the bald singer, and finally sold it for 60,000 gold lion coins, and the bald singer said that he needed a little time to raise funds, after all, to exchange Hell Soul Coins for gold coins, such a large amount of money needs to go through some free port channels.

Subsequently, the bald singer proposed to establish a trading station, and he planned to establish a long-term trading relationship.

"I've prepared the place in advance." The bald singer is full of confidence: "It's in the city, there are property rights, you don't have to worry, I've arranged everything." ”

"Heh, the summoning props are here, and the place is ready, can you betray me and summon the devil's army next?" Aaron decisively rejected this suggestion and asked the devil to build a trading station, what are you kidding?!

Unsurprised by Aaron's resolute refusal, the bald singer continued to laugh and ordered the bartender a glass of the strongest whiskey, his amber eyes glittering with lava fire: "Do you know why I keep trading with you?" Nabs? ”

The bald singer sighed, threw the liquor up, and smashed it in his mouth: "If it wasn't for being pitted by Maman's maggot, who would want to be a devil?" But the Nine Prisons are such a place, and if you fall into it, it will be difficult to get out. ”

"I've always thought that way."

"And you, Your Excellency Aaron Salian, you have given me hope!"