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Alice felt that she was a step too late after all. When she rushed to the door of Master Sartre's address, she already felt the strong aura of the Order of the Man-Faced Mouse.

Obviously, another cult incident broke out just now.

She gritted her teeth secretly, secretly regretting why she let Aaron go.

Obviously knowing that he has been targeted by the Human-Faced Rat Cult!

However, she also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If that's the case, there shouldn't be any need to marry him anymore, right?

Although she has the consciousness to sacrifice everything for her family, she is still a girl under twenty years old.

She can accept a political marriage between nobles, but to marry a penniless noble...

Besides, this noble actually sold the family sword?

Fortunately, as long as he is contaminated and becomes a member of the Order of the Human-Faced Rat, he will not be able to keep his noble status.

It is impossible for a cultist to become a noble in the Kingdom of Algrant.

No matter how harsh the family is, they will never have anything to do with cultists.

With this thought in mind, she ignored the knocking on the door, shouted loudly, and smashed the wooden door with her shield.

For a bronze-level sword-type extraordinary person, it would be easy to smash this wooden door.

If the difference between ordinary people and black iron level extraordinary people is whether they can accept and understand the extraordinary aura, then the difference between the black iron level and the bronze level is whether they start to use the extraordinary aura.

For example, a sword-type extraordinary person will use his will to guide his extraordinary breath, and use this extraordinary breath to temper his body to continuously strengthen his body.

It is also at the bronze level that there are professional distinctions. According to the different ways of using extraordinary aura, there are four major departments: gold coin system, sword system, scepter system and holy grail system.

However, Alice now wishes she was just an ordinary person.

How embarrassing!

When she rushed into the room, she only saw the stunned faces of Sartre and Aaron.

There is no distortion on Aaron, the room is simple and tidy, and there are no traces of battle at all, and Master Sartre is using psychic powder to dispel the cult atmosphere in the room.

Apparently, she seemed to have made a mistake about how to get in.

"Dear Ms. Alice, what can I do for you?" Sartre reacted quickly, calmed down, and said coldly, while secretly breaking into a cold sweat.

He actually forgot to set up several protective barriers before holding the initiation ceremony.

Any ritual involving souls generally requires protection of the caster, especially one like an initiation ritual.

The subject barely relies on the connection between the psychic powder and the physical body to barely enter the edge of the dream world. Once the real world changes, it is very likely to interfere with the connection, and the consequences are almost equivalent to forcibly interrupting the enlightenment ceremony!

If Alice had come even half a step earlier, it would most likely directly interfere with the ceremony, and the consequences would be almost unpredictable.

Even if his teacher Julian is present, Aaron's lost soul may not be able to be recovered in a very short time.

The souls of ordinary people, without any protection, can only sustain a few breaths in the dream world.

Aaron is an important helper for his future advancement, and Alice's behavior is undoubtedly deliberate murder!

"I..." Alice was speechless. Of course she could feel the anger from Sartre, and she also knew that she had done something stupid. "I felt the breath of a cultist here. I suspected that you, Master, had been assassinated. I didn't expect it. You are performing an initiation ritual.”

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, calmed down a little by putting away the sword, and found an excuse to excuse herself.

Sartre also realized that he had also made a mistake that could be written into the textbook. His face felt faintly hot, and he could not continue to use the topic to investigate. He snorted coldly, "Now you have confirmed that nothing happened here. Please go back, we will change rooms later."

He looked around, glanced at the completely smashed door panel, and looked at Alice sideways.

He is a distinguished prophet and Julian's apprentice. In terms of status, he is not much worse than the Algrant Iris family, and he can not hide his disgust.

At this time, Ed rushed in, saw the scene in the house, and keenly felt something was wrong, and asked in a low voice: "Miss, are you okay?"

Alice shook her head, glanced at Aaron who was watching silently, and asked instead: "Did you bring that sword?"

Ed was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said: "Miss, I was in a hurry when I came here, so I didn't bring it with me..."

"You go back and get it now."

Ed glanced at Sartre and Aaron, responded respectfully, and turned to leave.

"Sword? What sword?" Aaron noticed Alice staring at him the whole time while speaking, and vaguely felt that the sword seemed to be related to him, so he asked curiously.

Alice had just suffered a small loss from Sartre, and her tone was a bit unkind, "Your sword, dear Sir Aaron, the family sword you mortgaged to William's blacksmith shop."

Aaron was speechless for a moment and wanted to make a few quibbles, but he wisely didn't speak and could only complain secretly in his heart.

The one you want to blame is Aaron, who is no longer there. What does it have to do with me, Qin Ming?

After becoming a transcendent, he could feel Alice's power more clearly, and he could also clearly feel the gap in strength between the two of them.

Can this be called following one's heart?

A man can bend and stretch!

"Thank you for redeeming my sword." Aaron made a hasty nobility salute according to his memory.

Alice's face softened slightly, and she leaned slightly to return the greeting.

Although this person is a bit of a jerk and his salutes are not standard, but at least he knows how to salute...

"Excuse me, Miss Alice, how much is the ransom for this sword?" Sartre said.

He held an enlightenment ceremony for Aaron. In theory, he was half of Aaron's mentor. In the next period of time, he had to act together with Aaron, and naturally he needed to help Aaron solve some unnecessary troubles.

For example, Alice, the third daughter of the dignified Iris family, would actually help an unknown and down-and-out noble redeem the family sword?

Sartre knew the faces of these nobles quite well. Their stupid minds only had interests in mind.

"Master Sartre, this is just a small amount of money." Alice said it lightly.

The family sword of the Albert family is just a slightly sophisticated long sword. It is not enchanted by the Holy Grail type extraordinary person, nor is it blessed by the gold coin type prophet, so it is not worth much at all.

As the third young lady of the Iris family, she would naturally not take this little money seriously.

"But why do you want to redeem the family sword for me?" Aaron grasped this key point keenly.

Alice's face froze and she said reluctantly: "Because you are my fiancé."

Her speaking speed was low and vague, completely losing the momentum she had just now.

Clam?

Aaron scratched his head and said, "Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly. Could you please say it again?"