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After a few hasty words, Colin and Alice left with the city defense team.

But Aaron looked at Colin's retreating back thoughtfully, always feeling that something was wrong.

He didn't know if it was Aaron's illusion, but he always felt that Colin was looking at him, just like he did in the sewer before.

However, this may also be his illusion. He just felt that the whole world was different after he was promoted to extraordinary.

"What's wrong?" Sutter noticed Aaron's expression was strange.

Aaron shook his head and adjusted his expression slightly: "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something before."

"You need to accompany me to see the city lord later." Alice turned around and said seriously to Aaron.

"Ah, why?" Aaron was startled and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

He didn't know the so-called Master Tien, and he wasn't involved in this matter at all.

What was he doing there?

As a backdrop?

Moreover, he had just become a transcendent and was not yet completely familiar with the world after the advancement.

At this time, in his field of vision, this world was strange and familiar. Intellectually, he clearly knew that this was the real world, but he always felt that this world was only slightly familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Without Sartre's need to explain, Aaron knew that this was definitely a sequelae of receiving the extraordinary aura.

He needs time to get used to it, and he also needs to learn more about the supernatural knowledge from Sartre.

Even though he has become an extraordinary person, he still doesn't know much about the basic extraordinary knowledge, and it takes a certain amount of time to make up for it.

"You are my fiancé. I need your company. Besides, you also need to meet the city lord. I think you have never met the city lord before, right?" Alice walked slowly to Aaron and stared at him seriously. said.

To be fair, this was also the first time Aaron looked at Alice so closely, and he had to admit that his future wife was indeed very good-looking.

Due to the wild running just now, her platinum hair was slightly messy, but it did not affect her beauty at all.

Her slightly narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, and her thin eyebrows like willow leaves further highlighted her heroic spirit.

However, her heroic appearance when she broke into the door just now was deeply imprinted in Aaron's mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard for him to imagine that a slightly petite woman could break that thick wooden door into pieces.

This kind of scene usually only appears in movies, but the impact and shock of seeing it with your own eyes is definitely stronger than movies or even VR movies.

As if aware of Aaron's distraction, Alice put away her smile slightly, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and then she snorted coldly.

"Ah?...I have indeed never met the city lord." Aaron calmed down and answered honestly.

In his memory, he, a down-and-out nobleman, basically idled around all day, barely surviving by selling off his property.

Not to mention the city lord, even other nobles would not deal with him.

Maybe in their eyes, Aaron has basically been deprived of his aristocratic status and is no different from ordinary people, right?

Immediately, he realized something was wrong, or in other words, as he learned more and more about the world, he felt more and more something was wrong.

The predecessor of this body seems to be in a very contradictory state. On the one hand, all his common sense of life is preserved, but on the other hand, when it comes to extraordinary knowledge, he does not know anything about it.

This is unreasonable.

Judging from the information he has collected so far, this world should be a world of high demons, and extraordinary phenomena are everywhere. Although it has not reached the level where the Sword Saint and God of Magic are everywhere, ordinary people should have heard of extraordinary phenomena. of.

But he didn't know anything about it?

As clean as a piece of white paper?

Just when he was about to think more about it, a sword suddenly appeared in front of him, forcibly interrupting his thinking.

Aaron was startled, looking at the familiar lines on the scabbard, and then realized that this was Albert's family sword, which was the long sword that was pawned for wine money.

"Your sword, Sir Aaron, although I don't want to emphasize it again, but as a noble, you should cherish your family, right?" Alice handed the long sword to Aaron with both hands, and reminded in a deep voice. road.

Aaron hesitated for a moment, leaned over slightly, took the long sword with both hands, and then whispered: "Thank you."

Alice also leaned forward slightly to respond, then turned to Ed, who was returning with a sword, and ordered: "You go and inform the city lord first, we will visit him later."

As a direct descendant of the Iris family, even though she is still a noble with no territory, her status is comparable to that of the city lord who owns the territory, and even slightly better to some extent.

Therefore, even though she cared about aristocratic etiquette, she did not have any respect for the city lord.

Ed, who had just come back, nodded silently and left again without even taking a rest.

"Since you want to meet the city lord, why not tell me about Tien?" Aaron glanced at Ed, who was walking away, and said to Alice, "I still don't know what happened."

If he remembered correctly, Tion was a bronze-level fortune teller.

Because of his death, the city defense team searched the sewers and found him.

It was precisely because after his death that Leiden City could not find a second gold-coin-type transcendent that he spent several days in jail and spent several days of food in vain.

And now, Alice seems to be still looking for the cause of Tion's death?

This made Aaron a little curious.

Alice pursed her lips and glanced at Sartre calmly, but Sartre didn't seem to notice her gesture. He lowered his head and seemed to be studying the lines of the crystal ball in his hand.

"Master Sartre." Alice had to remind him.

"Ah?" Sartre raised his head, looking as if he had just woken up from a dream, and there was even a confused light in his eyes.

Of course, Alice would not be deceived by his acting skills, and said slowly: "Night is coming soon. I remember that your residence has not been decided yet."

Sartre coughed dryly and glanced at Alice with a half-smile, "Miss Alice, do you think that as the only prophet in Leiden City, I won't be involved in this incident?"

Alice was silent for a few seconds, her eyes flashed, she glanced at Aaron, then at Sartre, and nodded as if making up her mind, "In fact, Ed once mentioned to me that Tion died in a cult. Hands of cultists, the atmosphere of the cult remains in the room.”

Sartre nodded casually, not surprised by the answer.

Most of the unexplained deaths of extraordinary people can be attributed to cultists or cult auras.

Encountered something unexplainable?

Just blame it all on the cultists. Nine times out of ten, they are the ones responsible.

"But the problem is that Tion removed all extraordinary ornaments and protections before his death," Alice paused, stared at Sartre and said, "He didn't resist."

Sartre, who was originally calm, suddenly became serious, and even the starlight in his eyes became a little brighter, "Are you sure?"