Crown of Chaos

In the Red Scarf Restaurant, Aaron and Kayneth sat opposite each other. Although there were only two of them, there were sixteen dishes on the table.

The chilled crystal cup contained Baldur's Gate Gin. Duke Kayneth took out an envelope, pressed it on the table, and handed it to Aaron: "Take it."

"This is..." Aaron opened the envelope, his pupils dilated slightly.

Inside is a golden golden ticket!

Holding this golden ticket, he can directly exchange it for 1,000 gold coins at any church of the Lady of Fortune, Lady of Joy, and the God of Craftsmanship throughout the country!

The country's currency is very, very, very complicated. Just in the northern part of the country, there are six currencies.

Platinum coins - gold coins - silver gold coins - silver coins - silver copper coins - copper coins.

Its exchange rate is not entirely fixed either.

In Cormyr, the local names of the currency are: 1 Triple Crown (platinum coin) = 10 Golden Lion (gold coin) = 20 Blue Eyes (silver gold coin) = 100 Falcon (silver coin) = 1000 Thumb (copper coin), silver and copper coins are here The country is not minted.

Different places have different currencies and different exchange rates. Among them, Silver Moon City often mints some special large-denomination currencies to disrupt the market, making the monetary system in the entire northern part of the country very chaotic. At the same time, there are also inevitable occurrences in large-value transactions. The situation of currency overweight.

This is inconsistent with Ms. Fortune's vision of removing all barriers that hinder trade and allowing the entire country's economy to fully circulate.

So Lady Fortune invented this kind of "golden ticket". Each golden ticket was attached with a trace of Lady Fortune's magical power. Merchants used the gold ticket for trade, which greatly facilitated transportation, simplified the process, and had a great impact on the country's trade and trade. Currency circulation has played a very positive role.

So where did Ms. Fortune go?

"Your Highness, this..." Aaron tested the Duke's meaning.

1,000 gold coins!

Not a lot, not a little.

What Kayneth wanted was this kind of reaction from him. His Highness the Duke smiled with satisfaction and said: "Your grandfather and father and I are old. Back then... I didn't do anything. This is my little gift. You can't Refuse, keep it, I know there should be some remaining wealth, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, armor and weapons in Salian's house, but now is the time when you are going to do something big, so you should need some cash, right?"

"Thank you very much, Your Highness. May the Holy Mother of Silver bless you." Aaron stood up immediately, collected the gold ticket in his arms, and thanked him seriously.

He really needed some cash.

If he still couldn't see what Duke Kayneth meant now, he wouldn't be sitting here.

"Make good use of it." Kayneth was even more satisfied when he saw that Aaron accepted it without any hesitation.

Manuel gave birth to a wonderful son.

Kayneth could give Aaron a 10,000 golden ticket if he wanted to, but it was not necessary. Appropriate favors were enough. The important thing was to let him remember himself.

As the meal came to an end, Aaron remembered that all his former tribesmen had been exiled to Guangze, which was the war zone that Duke Kayneth was responsible for, so he casually asked: "Your Highness, can I ask you a question?"

"Ask." Duke Kayneth is a soldier after all. He cut the steak with a knife and fork and motioned for Aaron to ask.

"What is the reason why our clan was deprived of the title?" Aaron finally asked what he had been doubting.

"Didn't your father tell you?"

"No, he didn't even let me mention it, but I want to know." Aaron said in a deep voice, "You can't always live with a baggage on your back."

Duke Kayneth put down his knife and fork, a hint of reminiscence and displeasure flashed across his amber, lion-like eyes. Seeing Aaron's firm attitude, he nodded.

"Your grandfather, Count Salian, escaped from the battlefield."

"Ah?" Aaron was stunned.

"To be precise, it should be that they were greedy for credit and underestimated the enemy, and then fled out of fear." Duke Kayneth said about Tukan's invasion.

"Our army was fighting against the Tukan nomadic army. The Salian and Spoleto families were in charge of the northwest. At that time, Count Salian passively avoided the war and refused to use his full strength. The brave and loyal Count Spoleto was afraid of fighting when he saw your grandfather. , proposed that he go out to fight against the nomads first, and the Salian army ambushed at the entrance of the valley and then attacked from both sides."

"Your grandfather agreed to this plan, so Count Spoleto attacked. Seeing Count Spoleto's menacing momentum, the nomadic vanguard troops wanted to fight for their lives. Their momentum was suppressed and they retreated unfavorably in the first battle. Count Spoleto won a small victory. "

"As a result, Count Salian, who was ambushing at the entrance of the valley, learned that Count Spoleto had actually won the victory alone. He didn't care about competing for military glory, and immediately ordered the army to attack and gave up the original plan."

"But Count Spoleto only defeated the vanguard of the Tucans. Soon the nomadic army arrived. Count Spoleto was defeated and retreated, hoping to lure the Tucans to the valley as planned."

"As a result, your grandfather received news of Count Spoleto's defeat and the approaching nomad army. Count Salian, who had left the valley, fled with his army in fear, leaving Count Spoleto to the nomads."

"Count Spoleto withdrew to the mouth of the valley. The valley was empty. Faced with the siege of the Tucans, more than 3,800 people in the army fought hard for eight hours and all died, including the count, his three sons and two daughters. There are also almost all collateral relatives, and this 800-year-old family has become extinct."

Aaron: "…………"

Thanks, I'm starting to get angry already.

"You probably can't imagine how angry His Majesty the late king was when he learned the news. That was the first time I saw him so angry." Duke Kayneth looked away and turned the silver knife and fork with his hand: "Only you My father accompanied His Majesty as a Purple Dragon Knight and was not involved in the whole process, so His Majesty did not punish your little family."

"So, did my grandfather go to the guillotine?" Aaron was speechless. No wonder his father kept the matter secret.

Isn’t this too deceiving?

"Seize the title, hang him, and keep the whole body. The remaining members of the Salishan Security Department except you and your father are exiled to Guangze and stripped of their surnames. His Majesty's actual words are that they are not worthy."

Duke Kayneth played with the tableware, and his amber eyes gradually softened: "I am willing to tell you this matter because I hope you can take it as a warning. The past things are in the past. The Earl Salian family has You have received the punishment you deserve, you are Viscount Salian, you should not bear those heavy pasts."

"Your Highness, I have a request."

"explain."

"Guangze is now under your rule. Can you give me a list of exiled clan members?"

"...I'll have someone bring it to you later." Duke Kayneth looked at Aaron deeply: "But you can't tell others!"

"Also, I will leave Susal in three days and return to the territory. In the end, Salian, I can only help you get here."

"You are eighteen years old. This age is a little too old for both a spell caster and the Purple Dragon Knight. You need to fulfill your talent, child."

"If an eagle cannot learn to spread its wings, it will never be able to fly."

————I can’t tell others the dividing line————

Aaron's previous assassination caused a stir in the city, and Duke Kayneth also sent three guards to his door.

There are more guards patrolling the streets, and Queen's Blades are searching everywhere.

Back home, only my aunt and cousin were at home. My aunt had just bought some cod fish from the market and planned to make cod fish soup in the evening. My cousin Juta was playing happily. When Aaron came back, he returned the favor to his cousin. He shouted and asked him if he had brought any gifts for himself.

Aaron didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was going to meet the princess, not going shopping!

Thinking that he only had six months, he was in a bad mood and just dealt with his cousin casually.

"Sister Eleanor is here." Jutta said suddenly.

"Oh? When?" Aaron suddenly became energetic.

"She came in the morning. Cousin, you were not there at that time. Sister Eleanor asked if you were injured. I told my sister that you were fine. She stayed for a while and then left." Yuta pointed her fingers: "Also, Sister Eleanor wants me to tell you that she recently accepted a commission from the church and it will take three or four weeks to come back, so she needs to tell her cousin to pay attention to herself."

"I know." Aaron thought to himself that the pastor lady actually came to say goodbye to him, but he was not here and the next meeting would be at least three weeks away.

"Cousin, when will you invite sister Eleanor to play at home again?" Cousin Yuta asked with her eyes open.

"When sister Eleanor comes back, cousin will go and invite her in person." Aaron smiled and touched Yuta's head: "Go and play, cousin has something else to do."

Back in the study, Aaron sat down and took out three rolls of parchment.

He wants to choose a mentor for himself.

According to the information given by the princess, there are currently three knight commanders or above in the Purple Dragon Knights who are willing to serve as his mentors.

The first is Knight Commander Graffni, a female Purple Dragon Flag Officer, about thirty years old. It is said that she saw Aaron when he went to the Knights' fortress to write a report that day, and she expressed her willingness to become Aaron's Knight mentor.

Aaron only took two glances and passed.

Because according to the information, she had just divorced her husband...

He went to the Purple Dragon Knights to receive knight training to improve his skills and strength, not to gain connections based on his face! He didn't want to make the relationship between master and disciple unclear and end up in a mess!

And the looks aren’t too bad either~

The parchment was thrown aside by him.

There are actually only two people who can be considered.

The first one is the flag-bearer Lucian Buckman who has visited once before. He is an old friend of his father and a master of strength.

However, Lucian's Flag Officer is a very, very strict person. Almost more than half of the trainee knights in his hands cannot pass the assessment. Lucian never cares about the assessment standards. As long as he feels that they are not good enough, they will fail.

The paladin who saved him, Sir Leonard, was twenty-one years old and could unleash such a powerful Holy Slash, but he had not yet been able to pass Lucian's test and become a formal knight.

I only have six months and one chance. Can I do it?

Aaron twitched his lips and put Lucian's information aside first.

The second one is also an acquaintance, Ian Hutson, the Grand Mentor and Grand Inspector General of the Purple Dragon Knights.

Yes, even though Ian ridiculed him that day, the Grand Mentor and Grand Inspector General also offered to be his Knight Mentor, which confirmed Aaron's suspicion that he was deliberately being mean that day. test him with taunts to determine if he has any psychological trauma.

Choose Ian Hutson as your mentor?

Ian has many advantages over Lucian.

First of all, he has a high rank. Grand Mentor and Grand Inspector General are the positions second only to the Supreme Grand Master in the Knights. A high status means more resources.

Secondly, Ian's strength is also strong. Both are master-level experts. Ian's strength is definitely one to two levels stronger than Lucian.

Finally, Ian has always been very relaxed about assessments, with a failure rate of only about 20%. As long as the standards are met, he will give them a pass.

But this guy's character is really bad.

As the Inspector General and in charge of logistics assets, Ian Hutson has already formed serious professional habits over the long years.

When a Purple Dragon Knight dies in battle, some will feel sorry, some will cry, and some will rejoice.

Ian Hutson's first reaction was to calculate how much pension compensation he would have to pay and where he could pay less.

When they see a beautiful woman wearing high heels passing by on the street, some people will admire her, some will whistle, and some will pretend to be serious.

Ian Hutson's first reaction was, "This woman's ankle is so fragile. It will break if a little force is applied. She has a tenth degree of disability and a disconnection rate of 25%. How much compensation will it cost? How should I figure it out?" Refuse to compensate for this order."

Thinking like this for a long time has distorted Ian's way of thinking and speaking. He speaks vicious words, uses his claim logic to calculate the value of everything he sees, and devalues ​​everyone and everything as much as possible. In his mouth, everything is worthless, and the difference is only garbage with some value and garbage with no value.

Aaron knew that Ian might really think about him sometimes, but with the way he talked, Aaron could tolerate it for a few days, but if he really wanted to get along with him for six months... he was afraid that he couldn't control it. He got into a fight with his mentor, and then was pushed to the ground and rubbed by Ian.

He is a warlock! Warlocks should have a temper!

After sitting quietly for a while, Aaron finally made a decision.

face the challenge!

Six months is six months!

Am I a son of chaos? How can you achieve legend if you are afraid of the future? How to become a god?

If the princess can't even complete a small test, what qualifications do I have to be the leader of the magician, and what qualifications do I have to face those four good brothers?

Just thinking about passing the exam, not wanting to learn anything real, what kind of waste is this?

Dry! Aaron slapped his hand against the wall.

He did what he said, and the next morning, Aaron came to the Purple Dragon Knights fortress again with an official letter.

As usual, the door is closed. The guard said that shooting training is taking place inside. Please take the side door.

"Boy over there! Don't move!"

As soon as he entered the side door, Aaron immediately found a place to stand according to his memory. He immediately heard someone shouting towards him. The voice came from the side of the door. He just turned around and saw a man wearing a The Purple Dragon Knight in the armor vest is pointing a crossbow at him!

"Don't move!" the guy yelled again.

Aaron didn't listen to him. He deliberately swayed in place. His charismatic self seemed particularly eye-catching at this moment.

"I told you not to move!" the shooter yelled angrily, but Aaron seemed to be attracted by the fighting in the training ground, moving back and forth.

"Damn it!" the shooter was angry. He grabbed the crossbow, his arm muscles bulging, and threw the crossbow directly at Aaron's head. Aaron quickly dodged, and the crossbow fell to where he was standing, splashing A cloud of dust arose.

The shooter ignored Aaron, he directly picked up the hand crossbow, reloaded it at an extremely fast speed, and pointed the hand crossbow at Aaron again, as if Aaron was his prey: "It won't be so easy next time! "

Around the shooter, a group of apprentices were laughing, laughing at Aaron's embarrassing state.

As a son of Chaos, how could Aaron endure such humiliation? He stood up from the ground, angrily pushed through the crowd and came to the shooter. The apprentices all automatically made way for him because of Aaron's expression.

The shooter held a piece of thatch in his mouth. When he saw Aaron approaching in a menacing manner, he put down his crossbow with a look of reluctance: "I told you not to move, didn't you hear me?"

Aaron looked at his opponent. He had messy red hair, a pair of dead fish eyes that looked at people with the whites of his eyes, and his unruly appearance was facing Aaron. He crossed his arms and said, "Are you mentally retarded?" " replied with an expression.

He only wore a warrior vest with scales, his toned and powerful arms were full of streamlined muscles, and a simple pair of leg-fitting cropped trousers made of cheap linen material, slightly worn in many places.

"Hey! You are committing murder!" Aaron reached out and grabbed his collar and shouted in his face: "In the name of the Silver Virgin, do the shooting training of the Purple Dragon Knights use living people as targets? What?"

"Murder? Are you kidding? New guy?" The shooter grabbed Aaron's collar in turn: "Didn't I tell you to stand still? Are you deaf? Why are you shaking around when I'm aiming? ? Just say so if you want to die! Go over there, stop there, and watch me shoot your head, which is stupider than a woodchuck, with an arrow!"

Aaron didn't even need to turn his head. He remembered that there were several targets hanging from the fortress wall about thirty meters away, with crossbow bolts stuck on them.

Almost all of them hit the tenth ring, and a few crossbow arrows hit the eighth or ninth ring.

"I told you that you are stupider than a woodchuck. I'm new here. If I had aimed at you, your head would have been pierced. I told you to stop moving!" The shooter spat out the grass in his mouth and spoke smoothly. He spat on the ground with a mouthful of saliva: "You are really a retard. You are new here. Now get out of here. Get out of here before I make up my mind to kill you."

The shooter pushed Aaron away, turned around, raised the crossbow bolt, and aimed it at the target behind Aaron.

Yes, that's it, Aaron nodded in his mind, this guy is not very friendly, very good, it's you!

"Very good, very good, so this is the reason for you to throw weapons at will?" Aaron reached for the sword at his waist, and the Viscount provoked: "Sir, you have committed first-degree murder. You can plead guilty. ? Oh, no, I was just shooting, and he walked between me and the target on his own!"

Aaron's gestures were lifelike.

There was real fire in the shooter's dead fish eyes. This time he did not look at Aaron with the whites of his eyes: "Your Excellency, Viscount, tell me your name."

"Aaron Salian." Aaron stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword: "Shooter, you are pretty good. Are you here to show off?"

"Disma." The shooter finally put down his crossbow. He stretched his hands to his waist on both sides, where a one-handed sword and a knife were hung respectively: "I know you, the last Salian, want to fight, I’m always with you!”

"Then come." Aaron showed the red Conrad ring on his right index finger: "Apprentice knight, how good is it?"

"Definitely better than a rookie like you!"

At the same time, the sharp blade came out of its sheath!

The battle is about to break out!

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