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Bars was startled, not expecting Sartre to answer like this. However, he quickly reacted and laughed and dismissed the matter.

With a gentle push, the psychic letter came to Sartre lightly, "Since you are an apprentice of the Tower of Stars, please keep this letter safe."

Sartre did not refuse, and casually took out a small amount of psychic powder from the leather pouch at his waist and sprinkled it on the envelope.

An incredible scene happened. With the contamination of the psychic powder, the envelope actually turned blue again, and then he stuffed it into the crystal ball.

Yes, Aaron watched helplessly as the envelope disappeared into the crystal ball so unremarkably.

Although everyone here has never seen such a scene, most of them are well-informed and have become accustomed to it.

Only the curious baby Aaron had never seen the world and couldn't help but ask: "Why can this letter be contained in a crystal ball?"

If someone else asked a question, Sartre would ignore it and pretend not to hear.

Psychic letters are a special way of communication in the Tower of Stars, or in other words, they are more than just a letter.

At least, Sartre knew several ways to use psychic letters, either as a medium to directly communicate with his mentor Julian, or as auxiliary materials for holding certain large-scale ceremonies, or as a simple Containers for storing spices…

No one would explain such an important thing. This actually involves some of the secrets of the Star Tower.

However, since it was Aaron who asked the question...

Sartre pondered for a few seconds, then carefully considered his words and said, "You can think of it as some kind of transformation. I'm not comfortable disclosing the details."

Aaron responded, a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

It's not because Sartre was vague, but because the system didn't prompt him to obtain knowledge points?

Obviously, as long as you can witness extraordinary phenomena, you can gain certain knowledge points, but now, isn't this letter extraordinary enough?

Aaron felt a little melancholy.

According to the system, as long as he can continue to experience various extraordinary events, he can obtain a large amount of knowledge points, which means that he can continue to add points.

This is definitely the most immediate way to improve your abilities.

But now it seems that obtaining this knowledge point is not as easy as imagined...

On the other side, Bals coughed slightly and his eyes moved slightly.

As a city lord, he is not as rough as he appears. At least he noticed that Sartre's attitude towards Aaron seemed to be a little too respectful...

"You?" He glanced at Aaron inadvertently, and the smile on his face became a little bigger.

"Lord Bals, you'd better tell me about Tion's death." Alice finally spoke at this time.

Aristocratic etiquette told her to be patient, but she couldn't wait any longer.

At the mention of Tion, Bals's expression softened slightly, he pondered for a moment, and said to Alice: "Is your entourage trustworthy?"

As soon as these words came out, Alice had not yet reacted, but Ed, the tool man, was a little dissatisfied, "Lord Bars, I'm not sure what you mean by this."

Alice clasped her hands together, the expression on her face became a little more serious, and she stared into Bars's eyes and said: "Lord Bars, Uncle Ed watched me grow up, and he is also my first swordsmanship teacher."

"Yes, of course I believe in his loyalty. In fact, the exchange between us just now was very pleasant..." Baal paused and glanced at Aaron again, "But they don't have psychic protection. You should know, Cultists are good at stealing minds and peering into people's hearts, especially the death of Master Tien..."

Before he could say anything, Ed stood up abruptly, muttering words that no one could understand, and turned around angrily to leave.

"Then Sir Aaron..." Bars looked at Aaron.

Aaron glanced at Ed's retreating figure, and his curiosity wanted him to stay, but his reason told him that it was best to leave.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly felt someone holding his hand gently.

Is it Alice? !

He was startled, but before he could react, he heard Alice say firmly: "Lord Bars, he is my fiancé, I will pay attention to him."

Sartre also coughed lightly and nodded slightly to Bars, "I will also always pay attention to Sir Aaron."

Although Ed had informed him of the marriage before, Bars still showed a bit of surprise. However, he did not speak and just looked at Aaron deeply.

"In that case, let's ask Master Sartre to set up a simple barrier."

Sartre raised his eyebrows, but still took out a small amount of psychic powder and sprinkled it on the crystal ball, activating the barrier.

What happened that warranted Bals's careful treatment?

Not only do you need to drive away the servants, but you also need to build a barrier?

"Lord of Bars City, can you tell me?" Alice said, her tone already dissatisfied, "The Iris family attaches great importance to Tien's death. He is one of the few fortune tellers in the family. It was your trust that allowed him to come to Leiden City, and now, you have clearly betrayed our family’s trust in you.”

"You can't say that..." Bals casually put his hand on the round wooden table, but it made the round wooden table groan. "Do you think that if it was just Tion's death, it would make the Tower of Stars pay attention to this?" Something?"

"Isn't it because there is a particularly powerful cultist in Leiden City?" Alice frowned and realized something was wrong, but she still asked subconsciously.

"Exceptionally powerful cultist?" Bals laughed dumbly, "It seems that you really haven't carefully studied the information materials I provided for your family..."

"you mean……"

Not only did Alice's face look a little ugly, but Sartre's expression was also a little ugly.

He vaguely guessed something was possible, but he couldn't be sure.

"Yes, Tien died in his room. There was no struggle before death, and all protective props were removed. There was also a strong cult atmosphere in the room. All of this points to an unknown cult. Believers..."

Bars raised his voice, and there was obviously a smile on his face, but it was just a fake smile, and there was no smile in his eyes.

Aaron sighed secretly.

Isn't it good to say it directly in this tone?

"But there is another possibility," Bars stared into Alice's eyes and said word by word: "He is a cultist himself."

Alice's expression suddenly changed, "This is impossible!"

She even couldn't help but hold onto Aaron's hand, squeezing until Aaron's hand bones cracked!

Aaron's physical attribute of 5 points indicates a lot of pressure.