Crown of Chaos

"This is the Purple Dragon Knight!"

In the chaos, Aaron and Gordon struggled, holding each other tightly and rolling on the greasy ground.

Aaron's sneak attack had a very good effect at first. His fist successfully caused the grandson of the Duke on the opposite side to get a nosebleed. The blow was so accurate that Aaron was not sure whether he could do it next. Successfully hit such a perfect attack again.

The Lord Viscount was about to face a fierce counterattack from the enemy. Although Gordon was a playboy, he was also an excellent warrior. He slipped and was hit on the first day of the new year. He saw a star falling into disadvantage and was hit on the face. Lun was punched and hit in the chest again. In the chaos, Gordon seized the opportunity to adjust his posture instantly. At the same time, he stretched out one hand to grab Aaron's pants and pulled him down to the ground. His arms protected his face, forcing Aaron into a close fight.

"The Salian boys know how to use tricks!" Gordon cursed angrily, and he started to take action, swinging his clenched fist in a round trajectory, and used his forearm to push away Aaron's fist.

"When you lose, everything you say is an excuse."

Aaron quoted a favorite saying of the Serge red-robed wizards. He tried to pull away and fly away, but Gordon just held on to his body, making it impossible for Aaron to distance himself from him.

A well-trained Master is never afraid of close combat.

But melee combat is indeed almost the only way that non-spellcasters like warriors and barbarians can defeat spellcasters!

Gordon knew very well that Aaron was a spell caster, and he would definitely not dare to use magic to attack him directly, but using magic to strengthen himself was not considered a foul in a bar fight!

Yes, in the country, bar fights also have rules for bar fights!

Can't give him this chance!

Gordon used his fist to slam into Aaron's defense. His fist was so heavy that Aaron's bones made a dull sound. His elbow hit Aaron's shoulder, and then he hit it downwards without hesitation. hit.

"Ugh!" Aaron's stomach was already full of wine and food, and this blow made the Viscount feel a strong sense of vomiting and dizziness.

Something is coming out of my throat!

The Viscount grabbed Gordon in turn and punched him in the stomach. It could be seen from Gordon's uncomfortable expression that he and Aaron were probably in a state of wanting to vomit, and then Aaron used his shoulder to push away the other person's body, but the other person stretched out his foot and tripped him as well.

The two men rolled again on a patch of grease.

Aaron's father's teachings came to mind.

"Every attack is a defense, every defense is an attack, Aaron, when you attack, you have to take the defense into consideration. When you are defending, your brain is already planning how to attack next time. "

"Integration of offense and defense is always what a good warrior pursues. We are like brave men, fighting to protect our country. When the enemy attacks, our first consideration is always to dodge the attack. If there is really no way to avoid it, , we must also control it, deflect the enemy's power, and use their momentum to counterattack."

Thinking of this, Aaron grabbed Gordon's arm as he rolled and punched Gordon in the chest. The grandson of the Duke howled in pain and slammed Aaron's abdomen with his hip.

The other party's strength attribute is higher than yours!

Aaron felt like he was spinning crazily on the greasy ground like a top.

what is this? That eternal dancer in the palace of Slaanesh?

FNNDP!

With the power of spinning, Aaron grabbed Gordon's knees, and the opponent also grabbed his shoulders. One top turned into two tops. To outsiders, the two people didn't look like they were fighting at all. It's a ballroom dance between men!

The two of them slid faster and faster until they were both out of strength.

It's now! Aaron wrapped his arms around Gordon's neck and threw him violently.

Gordon screamed and fell to the dirty stone ground not far away. The navy uniform he was so proud of was now like tatters in a beggar's den. With a retching sound, large streams of vomit fell from him. It sprayed out from his mouth and nostrils, splashing on the collar of his exquisite shirt.

Aaron also swayed twice, and he held his neck hard to suppress the liquid in his throat that wanted to spurt out.

Cool! The powers of Slaanesh cheer.

The viscount looked up.

Oops!

Among the battle brothers, except for the paladin Norrington, they were all beaten to the ground!

Why are these guys so inferior? Aaron couldn't help but cursed, if you losers were half as capable as me, how would you be like this?

Although he cursed like this, Aaron knew in his heart why.

The opponents were all naval officers. Although the number was smaller than the Zilong recruits, they were all professional soldiers in their mid-twenties and had experienced many actual combats.

This is a group of new recruits on my side. They are basically all under twenty years old. They fight purely with their blood. They have not even passed the recruit assessment. They are all apprentices, and the opponents are all elites.

It’s over! Aaron noticed that Gordon had lost his fighting ability, but at least three naval officers had surrounded him.

Things are not going well!

When Aaron was thinking about what to do, the crowd of onlookers suddenly gave way.

Several heavily armed guards pushed away the crowd arrogantly and strode closer: "Queen's Blade, gentlemen! What are you doing here, gathering people to fight? You have brought shame on the kingdom!"

Oops! ! !

At this time, both the army and the navy were all shaken up, and even the wine was sober.

"Bang!" Gordon screamed first, and the Duke's grandson was already imagining what kind of punishment he would be punished if he was caught.

"Retreat!" Aaron also yelled at his brothers.

"Sell!" The naval officers were still conscious and immediately ran away, throwing the two knocked down comrades to the Queen's Blade.

After slipping away, Aaron canceled the release of the greasy spell, casually pulled Ramsey's recruit up from the ground, and rushed towards the alley in the lower city without looking back.

A group of professional soldiers actually fled in all directions in the dark night.

"Catch them!" Queen's Blade pinned the two naval officers to the ground who had no time to escape. Aaron, who was escaping, immediately attracted their attention: "Catch that guy!"

There is no way, the charisma is too conspicuous.

A magic ring, oil on the soles of your feet!

Aaron casually released a magic to himself. His speed, which was not fast enough, doubled. When the two Queen's Blades were about to grab his clothes, his speed suddenly increased. He forced himself to dodge a distance and got directly into the two Queen's Blades. The gap between the stalls.

Grease technique!

Aaron ran a few steps quickly, threw his whole body out, and let himself slide quickly across the bumpy ground in the alley along the terrain formed by the grease spell. Then he jumped up, crossed a wall, and squatted on a pile of dry firewood. after.

"Woof!" The family was probably asleep. A big yellow dog stared at Aaron with a hint of hostility in its eyes, and was about to roar at this uninvited guest.

Charm humans!

Aaron directly performed the trick, and when he saw the big yellow dog looking confused, the Viscount took out the dried meat he grabbed from the backstage and threw it to the big yellow dog.

The meaty jerky falling from the sky was a charming trick. The big yellow dog's attitude turned suspicious. It looked at the dirty human, its tail swayed back and forth, but it still lowered its head to pick up the meaty meat, and ate it sweetly with big mouthfuls.

Let’s hide for a while! Aaron thought to himself.

With the sound of rapid footsteps, the Queen's Blade came. They kicked open the door roughly and woke up the owner of the house. When the male owner saw that it was the Queen's Blade knocking on the door, he was so frightened that he covered his heart and fainted.

The Queen's Blade's reputation in the Lower City is not just for talk.

They rudely asked the family if they had seen anyone come in. The hostess kept saying no, but they didn't believe it at all, and directly said they wanted to enter the house and search.

This is also the old rule of the Queen's Blades. When they enter these downtown residences, they will take away some valuable "suspicious items". This may not be the original intention of Assan IV to establish this organization, but this is the habit. produced.

The hostess was unable to refuse, so she could only cry. The two children circled around the hostess's feet, so scared that they cried together with their mother.

Aaron huddled in the shadows behind the pyre.

He is not a rogue, he does not know ropes, flying claws, stealth, and stealth, and he is not yet capable of learning the second-level invisibility technique.

But the power of Slaanesh within him roared with excitement.

So cool! Fighting is so fun, running away is so fun, and playing hide and seek is so fun!

This new experience pleased the powers of Slaanesh.

Making trouble, fighting, running away, playing with heartbeats, Slaanesh loves it! More!

But Aaron couldn't be happy. The Queen's Blade was too annoying. With the existence of these people, how could he do things with peace of mind?

Think of a way!

One Queen's Blade entered the house, and soon there was the sound of things falling to the ground. Another Queen's Blade came to the courtyard. He looked around the small courtyard and slowly approached the firewood pile.

One step, two steps.

Getting closer, Aaron could already hear the clear footsteps of Queen's Blade and his excited breathing.

In the courtyard, besides the firewood pile, where else could one hide someone?

"Woof! Woof woof!"

The dog barks.

The big yellow dog kept barking hard, wagging its tail and pointing its paws at a dog hole under the wall: "Woof woof woof~"

"Escaped from here?" Queen's Blade pretended to understand the language of animals.

"Woof, woof!" The big yellow dog made a pawing motion.

"Damn it, Kerr, come out quickly, people escaped from the dog hole."

"Chase!" The two Queen's Blades quickly left the house, showing no sign of the broken things on the ground or the kicked-open door.

Aaron sighed slightly. He stayed in the courtyard for another two minutes. When the room was quiet again, he took out a golden lion coin from his arms and placed it in the big yellow dog's food bowl.

It was getting darker and darker, and Aaron thought it was getting late.

The Lord Viscount observed again, and after confirming that no one was there, he stood up and slipped out of the alley, disappearing into the night.

The next day, Saturday, the Purple Dragon Knights Fortress.

"Ah" the sound of the whip.

All the recruits who attended the party at the Longya Bar last night were tied to wooden stakes and whipped by the veterans.

"Ah!" Aaron was whipped firmly on his fair and tender back, and the executioner showed no mercy.

"Oh, our energetic recruits seem to be too energetic!" Inspector General Ian Hutson held a staff and passed behind the whipped recruits with a smile on his face: " Do you like beating so much? Then hit hard!"

"Ah~" screamed again, and Aaron was let down from the pillar after being whipped three times. He felt the burning pain on his back, but he was thinking about other things.

He suddenly felt sick.

When the whip hit him, Aaron didn't feel much pain, but felt a bit of pleasure.

He is becoming more and more powerful, but the power of Slaanesh in his body, and even all the powers of chaos, are also becoming more and more powerful, and the difficulty of controlling the power is also constantly rising. If he cannot control himself, everything will be over. .

Now Aaron can only lick the ASS of the four gods vigorously to please the power of the four gods, thereby gaining their power.

There was only one chance, the only chance to get out of this situation.

Conferred God!

"Whoever wins, give me 3 lashes!" Ian's voice sounded from behind Aaron: "Whoever loses, give me 30 lashes! Even the navy idiots can't beat you. The honor of the Purple Dragon Knight has been ruined by you. Got it!"

"Then you will all be imprisoned for three days! Also, summer is here, and you will be responsible for cleaning the entire fortress's purification pool! You have to clean every corner and refill it with clean water!"

"As for the three of you, Havre, Norrington, and Ramsey, three good brothers, three good buddies, you are very powerful. One is rich, one has boxing, and the other is a cat lady. Tell me, three Good brother, where is the cat girl you spent so much money on?" Ian used his cane to lift the chins of the three Purple Dragon recruits.

Haver's face was so bruised and swollen that he couldn't speak. Norrington raised his head and didn't think he had done anything wrong. Ramsey was about to cry.

"The three of you are responsible for cleaning up the cesspit of the fortress." Ian said sarcastically: "For a lycanthrope to do this, I really admire you."

"Brothers, stop, look here, look here!" Ian clapped his hands to signal everyone in the training ground to stop training: "Look, the first new small group of our recruits has been born. !”

"I will give the three of them a small group the glorious name of 'Shit Digging Group'!" Three shovels were given to the three recruits: "May the one who names them bless them!"

On the turrets, on the city walls, in the training ground, at the entrance of the fortress, and those who poked their heads out of the courtyard, bursts of laughter broke out.

The faces of the three people turned red, and a hundred pairs of eyes were like a hundred swords, piercing deeply into their hearts.

"As for you, Aaron Salian, according to yesterday's news, when they were fighting for the Cat Lady, you sang on the stage." Ian came to Aaron with a cane: "So, you don't have this knowledge responsibility."

"Recruit, you can now go to Lucian Flag Officer to continue your training. This is your right. Or, you can stay with your brothers and use a shovel to clean the algae stuck on the pool. This may take Take all day.”

Ian looked at Aaron with contempt.

"Of course I want to go with my brothers!" Aaron took the shovel directly and got into the purification pool without hesitation, letting the stolen water soak into his pants.

There was a change in the way the recruits looked at Aaron.

"Brothers!"

Ian stood on the shore and nodded silently where no one could see him.

Still somewhat intelligent.

Only when you treat others as brothers will they entrust their lives to you. This is the iron law of the army.

Clean the pool, be in solitary confinement, and use a candle no longer than 5cm long for each person to use when excreting. Otherwise, there is always darkness and silence.

The time spent in the confinement chamber was extremely painful for Aaron. This was simply the most terrible punishment for the son of Chaos.

It's hell! It's real hell!

After staying in the solitary room with no one and no sound for a whole day, Aaron was released early.

"What's going on? Didn't you say you have to be detained for three days?"

"Someone is looking for you, Lord Salian." The guard said with a smile: "She said it was you, so the Knights decided to let you out first."

she? It has to be me?

The white robe, the pattern of the moon, the long golden braid hanging down the back of the head, and the familiar silver star mask.

Eleanor stood waiting for him at the door of the solitary cell.

Aaron only felt waves of warmth welling up in his chest. He quickly stepped forward excitedly and hugged the overwhelmed Eleanor tightly with both hands.

Miss Pastor! You are my angel! ! !

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