Crown of Chaos

PS: This chapter says that the ban has finally begun to be lifted. Brothers, come and fill me up! Hum~hum~hum~ahhhhhh!

Duke Caspar, Duke Caspar!

The female barbarian Asha raised her fist, and she excitedly gave a simple answer: Why can't you think of such a simple question? Isn't this the husband of the Crown Princess, His Royal Highness the Honorary Duke of Caspar ?”

Think about it, Honorary Duke Kaspar just meets the above conditions. He is the husband of the Crown Princess and almost got the regency of the kingdom. He is still running around contacting foreign nobles and seeking support from the temple. Isn't it him who is fighting with His Highness Alice Ser to regain his regency?

After saying that, the female barbarian looked at Aaron excitedly, waiting for him to give her affirmation.

How about it? Am I smart?

However, Aaron's performance disappointed her.

The Lord Viscount smiled and shook his head: Asha, it's not that simple.

What's not so simple? The female barbarian frowned. She put her hands on her hips and said in a loud voice, Isn't the answer obvious? It's him! Let's not continue to destroy the goblins and go back to Susal. Inform Duke Caspar of his conspiracy and bring the evil one to justice!”

Asha! This problem won't be that simple! Sit down first. Due to the hot weather, Miss Pastor has taken off her armor, leaving only a thin shirt. This is all she needs to keep warm on a comfortable summer night. : Listen to Aaron first, okay?

Eleanor unconsciously revealed her well-proportioned and slender body like a ballerina's and her delicate white body. Although every inch of the charming scenery above was covered by simple clothes and trousers, it was still astonishingly beautiful. , it’s a pity that no one except Aaron can have the opportunity to appreciate it.

What Aaron likes even more is that Eleanor has a quiet and peaceful temperament. She is not arrogant in victory or defeat. She is not as radiant, lively, cute and smart as Miss Warlock, nor is she as solemn and majestic as the Princess Regent. , with a temperament as cold as an iceberg mixed with a bit of tenderness, but he always looked at Aaron with a cold and stern expression.

She has always been like a well-educated and courteous girl next door, gentle and sweet, with a bit of a bad temper. She is both a rival and a friend of Aaron, and she is tasked with monitoring him and must have a good relationship with him.

Well, both parties have known each other for a long time.

In the past, Miss Priest always had a cold face towards others and wore a thick mask, but as Aaron developed her a little bit, now Eleanor always shows a crescent moon-like expression when she is with Aaron. Her gentle smile is enough to warm up the coldness of the entire winter, and it is enough to dispel the annoying heat of summer nights.

Eleanor's voice was soft, just like the moonlight in the night sky, warm but not a trace of heat, and exuding an unquestionable determination.

Tsk, don't call me next time you come out. Asha had realized that her good friend was no longer in the same camp as her, so she could only sit down unwillingly.

It can't be Caspar. Aaron shook his head, and he remained seated: Have you noticed one detail, that is, the general plan proposed in this letter is based on the death of Assan IV. On the premise that Her Highness Alice Serre will be the regent.”

The engagement between the Crown Princess and Caspar was made before the late king was alive. And as long as the late king is still in power, it will be difficult for Son of God Bane's plan to maneuver. Cormyr is not the divine authority of Zhentil Castle. system.

Furthermore, if Bane hadn't fallen in the Saint's Catastrophe, it would have been impossible for the Sons of God to break free and do their own thing, so this plan must have been formulated after the Saint's Catastrophe.

The time between the two does not match up at all, so there is no way that Son of God Bane is Duke Caspar.

Who could that be? Asha was confused now. The female barbarian felt that she was sure of it!

Eleanor looked at Aaron too.

I don't know. Aaron smiled bitterly and shook his head: For now, I can't give any specific judgment, but if it is true according to what is said in this letter, then God Son Benn must have tried to pursue Her Royal Highness. You can start from this point.”

But how to check this? Eleanor thought thoughtfully, and the pastor's thoughts had followed Aaron: Since becoming the regent, Her Royal Highness Alice Sel has hardly left the palace. Aaron, you are not a knight of the inner court. , we are not even nobles.

I have a way. Aaron smiled mysteriously.

What method? Eleanor asked with great interest.

It's useless to say it. Just wait for my good news. Aaron shook his head and refused.

With his current status, he really has no way to investigate who has pursued the princess, especially under the surveillance of the Queen's Blade. Investigating this matter is very, very dangerous.

But he has a good sister!

The eldest lady and Her Royal Highness are good friends. Isn't it easy for the eldest lady to inquire about it?

Miss, you are my god! ! !

Oh? It seems that our Lord Viscount Salian has his own channels, so he doesn't need our help. Eleanor stared at Aaron, with a dangerous aura in her bright eyes, but in an instant Disappeared without a trace: Eat something, Asha, and rest early today. You have been violent four times, so you must be a little tired.

Let's do it! Asha didn't understand why Eleanor ended the topic so suddenly, but she was already hungry~

Why do you think so much? If you have a headache, you might as well have a good meal and sleep!

The bandits naturally have food reserves in their strongholds. A small amount of fruits, dried pork sausages, smoked ham, and some sourdough bread can make a very delicious dinner with a little processing.

In fact, in the adventure of the kingdom, adventurers are very taboo about eating too much.

If a spellcaster eats too much, it will easily affect his concentration in spellcasting. If a non-spellcaster eats too much, it will easily affect his combat effectiveness.

Therefore, it is best for adventurers to maintain a half-full state of satiety, and unless they are in a definitely safe place, adventurers will choose to eat while walking on the road as much as possible, and eat small meals often.

In the game, you often find a place to camp in the wild and cook a sumptuous feast. After everyone has eaten and drank, they have some entertainment activities. Finally, they sleep contentedly by the campfire until dawn, regaining their physical strength and energy. Recovering your sanity, this kind of thing is very luxurious, and it is also very dangerous.

This is a mistake that only novices make. Asha is a veteran in adventure, and Aaron has also been guided by Lucian Flag Officer. Neither of them will make this level of mistakes.

As for Eleanor?

Unfortunately, Miss Priest can ignore this adventure experience. The hut of Leomont, a three-ring magician, can guarantee a fairly safe environment.

Therefore, adventure experience is not always useful. Many veteran adventurers advocate empiricism all day long, and as a result, they are frequently slapped in the face by spellcasters.

After a full meal, the three of them did not intend to continue talking and lay down separately. Soon, the female barbarian's snoring sounded from the other side of the door.

After releasing the magic, Eleanor closed the door between the inner room and the outer room, blocking out Asha's snoring.

Silence fell in the room, and the clean burning fire no longer made any sound. The sound of the wind in the summer night and Asha's snoring seemed like an unskilled bard playing the organ, sometimes mellow and sweet, sometimes stumbling.

After Aaron also lay down, he smiled at the pastor lady not far away from him and said, Have you always been like this before?

... Miss Pastor did not answer, she lay with her back to Aaron.

Are you angry? Aaron tried to get closer. He was like a worm, moving his body on the stone ground, taking the bedding with him.

No! Eleanor's answer was very blunt.

You can't be angry, dear Eleanor, Ms. Silver Star asked you to take good care of me! Aaron pretended to be embarrassed and said, I can't live without you either!

I didn't take care of you! Eleanor immediately retorted.

She turned around, and a bunch of bright sea-blue eyes were shining in the dark basement. Miss Pastor quickly remembered her mission of monitoring Aaron, and couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

What are you trying to do? Isn't her biggest task now to monitor him?

Aren't you just taking care of me during this time? Aaron's voice is always so beautiful, and his sky-blue eyes are full of sincerity: I am very happy to be with you, really.

It's very pleasant, just a little bit worse than when the soul of the eldest lady is attuned, just a little bit.

Aaron added in his mind.

If you can feel pleasure, that's the best. Eleanor stared at Aaron's eyes, and the pastor lady thought a little: That's it for this period of time, I won't have so much in the future. It’s time, you have to learn to rely on yourself, but you can’t rely too much on me!”

She liked talking to Aaron very much, and he always took care of her emotions. Even the pastor lady who was not good at communication could feel very comfortable.

But this is not enough, far from enough!

She didn't know when she started to find that her emotions and the rhythm of chatting were always firmly controlled by Aaron.

We can't go on like this, at least we have to let him understand how important he is!

Brave Eleanor takes the initiative!

I am his monitor!

Sure enough, after hearing what she said, Aaron's face immediately showed an expression of surprise and reluctance, even a little panicked: You want to leave me? My dear Eleanor, this is not okay, I will miss you!

Hearing this, Miss Pastor's pretty face turned red. She nodded secretly, with a slight trembling voice: So you have to cherish the present moment. I won't be able to go on adventures with you every time.

I will definitely cherish every minute and every second I spend with you! Aaron continued to approach with his sincere words: I can't live without you, Eleanor, promise me, you won't go anywhere. ,Okay?

I'm not yours... Miss Pastor suddenly felt that it was indeed a bit hot this summer. Her face turned red and she didn't dare to look directly into Aaron's eyes. Her reason was still telling her that she must be reserved, but the words that came out of her mouth were But it was: Didn't I say it? You know where to find me. I... will always be there.

Yeah, so when I planned to go on an adventure, the first thing I thought of was you. Aaron stretched out his hand, and the man was very familiar with it: Eleanor, I need help to stop the son of Benn. Conspiracy, I thought about it, only you, only you are the most trustworthy person for me! In this battle of courage and will, are you willing to help me?

I... Miss Pastor lowered her head, hiding her disordered heartbeat and the joy that almost burst out of her heart. She could hardly control her expression.

Lost, lost again!

Eleanor thought sadly that it seemed she would never be able to control the topics and emotions when getting along with Aaron. The man seemed to have a baton in his hand, and she could only dance according to his orders.

The man was still waiting for her answer. Miss Pastor pursed her cherry red lips. She wanted to agree, but she didn't want to.

In the end, the pastor lady was unwilling to miss this opportunity and said shyly: You asked me like this...I, I understand, I will help you, but how to do it specifically?

The small white hand held the man's big hand, transmitting each other's warmth in the quiet summer night. Aaron did not let go. Eleanor struggled a little and let him hold her.

The way Miss Priest held the warhammer was scary, but Miss Priest's little hands were smooth and delicate, which made Aaron unable to put it down.

Two rolls of blankets were stuck side by side. The female savage snored continuously outside, and the whispers in the inner room also continued.

The relationship between the Chaos Warlock and the Cleric of Selun has grown stronger.

Take your time, don't be in a hurry. We all know how powerful the Son of God is. Aaron said softly, Let's wait until we return to Susar first.

Do you plan to continue our adventure? Eliminate the goblin camp? Eleanor's eyes flickered: But didn't your news say that the Zhentarim will collude with the goblins?

If there is collusion between the goblins and the Zhentarim, and there are Bane loyalists in the Zhentarim, and Son of Bane has infiltrated into Cormyr and become a great noble, then why would Son of Bane choose to collude with the person in the goblin camp who is with Xi? What about the collusion between the hobgoblin leader Adan and Hammer, who Rick Warlock cooperates with? Aren't the two sides enemies? Ms. Priest raised her doubts.

Aaron was stunned.

Yes, why do the two sides collude? Aren't they enemies?

God of tyranny? Prince of the Dark Sun? Son of God Bane? A plan to steal the country? Goblin camp? Warlock? Foreign war?

Aaron's brain began to work rapidly, and more than a dozen clues began to converge and collide in his mind, converging and sparking!

Little tiny flames ignited Aaron's whole body, and the entropy energy called information became active and turned into his power. Thousands of light streams flowed along his brain to his heart, and poured into his limbs. Skeleton, fill his body!

Tzeentch's power responded, and the divine spark began to beat! The power of the True God of Chaos is active!

Brainstorming!

Hahahaha! Eleanor, you discovered the blind spot!!! Aaron turned over and climbed up from the blanket. He casually released a light spell, laughed wildly, picked up the quill on the table, and dipped it in ink. He started writing crazily and uncontrollably on the parchment left on the table!

The Son of Chaos wrote so fast that his hand was almost invisible under the illumination of the light spell. With her eyes wide open, Eleanor could only see a hazy phantom.

It was not a human language, not even any language that Eleanor knew. Just trying to understand its meaning made Miss Priest feel her head hurt and she had to give up.

Yes, yes, yes! I understand, I finally understand! Aaron laughed wildly and stuck out his tongue. He wrote chaotic language on pieces of parchment like a madman. These words seemed to be alive and kept coming. The ground moved, reorganized, and changed in countless ways. As he injected his magic power into the parchment, the parchment began to seem alive, had its own consciousness, and even grew a pair of eyes!

Probably no one would have guessed that one of the future artifacts of the kingdom, the first volume of the Nine Volumes of Salian that is sought after by countless spellcasters and drives them crazy, was born in the basement of this abandoned elven temple. inside!

Aaron's madness lasted for nearly half an hour, and he almost used up all the blank parchment left by the bandits!

Tzeentch's power is active, and his warlock career level has increased!

Breaking through the shackles of apprenticeship, Aaron officially entered the ranks of elite adventurers!

After writing the last stroke, Aaron threw down the quill. He laughed loudly and couldn't help but pick up Eleanor by the waist and kissed her hard on the face. Regardless of Miss Priest's screams, he pushed her away Her exquisite and graceful body was hugged tightly in her arms: Eleanor, you are really my goddess of luck!

I understand the conspiracy of Son of God Bane! I know what he wants to do!

He wants to be the hero of this country!

I, Aaron Salian, accepted his plan!

Aaron Salian: Level 3 Chaos Warlock/Level 2 Warrior.

New bloodline magic ability: Oracle of Tzeentch.