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In a daze, the never-ending darkness before appeared again before Aaron's eyes. However, this darkness was fleeting and seemed to be just a formality.

What followed was an inexplicable realization.

This feeling is amazing, like an ability that has been learned since birth.

But now, he just opened the dusty treasure box and took out the dusty objects.

When you brush away the old dust, you will still see bright colors.

[Dream Language·Twisted Language, can store up to three release opportunities, and can be restored once each time it falls into sleep. Effect: Forcibly instill unknown extraordinary information into the target, making its speech incomprehensible for a period of time. 】

Clam?

Aaron was stunned, subconsciously rubbed his eyes and confirmed again, not knowing what to say for a while.

This skill, to put it simply... is to make others talk in their sleep?

System, what are you doing?

Do you think this is humorous?

Although Aaron had a mouthful of old food in his mouth, he really couldn't spit it out.

This system has a very low sense of existence. Even if it can give him the ability to function normally, he doesn't expect it to give him a chance to start over.

Aaron could only frown and accept this fact.

In any case, this is at least the first supernatural power he has acquired.

Although it feels a bit nonsense...

But when he came back to his senses, he found that many extraordinary beings present were looking at him quietly with different expressions.

Aaron was a little confused, but he accidentally met Siosande's gaze. He felt as if he had seen some extraordinary phenomenon, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

What's going on?

What's wrong with me?

Why are you looking at me?

Aaron scratched his head, confused for three consecutive times.

"You haven't advanced yet..."

At this time, Sartre didn't know whether to be grateful or regretful.

In the records of the Star Tower, no one has ever been able to complete the advancement in one night.

If Aaron can do it, it means that he will be recorded in history, and they will become witnesses to this historical record.

However, he could feel that the strong aura of the dream world on Aaron's body dissipated, but it did not condense into a bronze card that was unique to him.

This also means that he failed to advance, and he has not completely found his own way to utilize extraordinary power.

Successfully advancing does not mean that you will be suitable. Repeated failures are a kind of screening.

In a sense, going from black iron to bronze is just an extraordinary person trying to find an extraordinary path that suits him. At this time, the advancement does not have to bear any backlash.

Thinking of this, Sartre walked up to Aaron, patted his shoulder gently, hesitated and said: "As for the advancement, don't be anxious..."

Lord Bars coughed and interrupted Sartre, "Master Sartre, maybe we should set off, it's almost dawn."

Although the sky at this time has not turned white yet, it seems to be the darkest part of the night, the last darkness before dawn.

They stood on the empty street, with the attendants around them holding torches silently. Sporadic sparks burst out from time to time, making the street even more silent.

Bars glanced down at the dark sewer and said, "I will go down first. If the cultists have sensed our presence, then we may not have much time."

"Then Lord City Lord, where are your men?" Aaron said pretending to be casual.

At this point, why is Bars still acting like a polished commander?

There is a gold-level Holy Grail extraordinary person, but there is no extraordinary person around him?

At least, Aaron could tell from the clothes of the surrounding guards that they were just ordinary people.

"My men are still pursuing this matter, and they also need to guard several core locations. I want to prevent the cultists from sneaking away from other places." Bals said unhurriedly, "In fact, under my feet, The sewers have three entire levels and are quite complicated. Without guidance, we would not even be able to find this cultist who was hiding deliberately."

He said, his iron arms emitting bright white light, and he took the lead in climbing down the rusty iron ladder.

Ed was about to go down, but was stopped by Alice, "Ed, you stay on the ground."

"Miss?" Ed frowned, a little confused.

"Your stay on the ground will be more useful than if you go into this dirty sewer with us." Alice glanced at the surrounding guards intentionally or unintentionally, and said to Ed: "If you feel something is wrong, go immediately Business report.”

The Iris family is unparalleled in the entire Kingdom of Algrant, and of course they will not give up the high profits of Badibira in vain. They have also set up a branch of the Iris Trading Company in Leyden City to handle all transactions from Leyden City. items of goods.

As the apparent heir of the Iris family, Alice certainly has the confidence to ask for help from the family.

In fact, she declined the suggestion of Daigus, the branch chamber of commerce president, and made it clear that she did not need additional protection.

According to Alice's tone, "The real iris will not be afraid of any wind and rain, and challenges will only become its nourishment."

Ed used the firelight to capture the unspoken subtext of Alice, nodded silently, and then looked at Aaron.

"He will act with us." Sartre said directly, glanced at Alice, and then glanced at Siosande deliberately.

Siosande nodded glumly, looking at Aaron intentionally or unintentionally.

Unexpectedly, Aaron did not see any hostility in the eyes of Siosande, who looked like a villain. He only saw a look that was a little suspicious of life, and seemed to be examining him, and he looked a little suspicious. My heart goes crazy.

"If you encounter any abnormal situation, extinguish the torch as soon as possible." Alice said casually to the surrounding guards, and then slowly walked down the iron ladder holding the torch.

Seeing Alice's torch gradually getting smaller, Ed glanced at the attendants around him and whispered, "Then I'll leave it to you, Miss."

Without waiting for Sartre's response, he quickly left the crowd and walked towards the distance holding a torch.

The young lady may be in danger at any time in the sewers. He must contact the family as soon as possible. This is related to the entire family's plan and there is no room for any delay.

As things develop, he has found that the situation has gradually exceeded his expectations.

Not only is a silver-level cultist involved, but even the gold-level city lord has personally resigned, which is not a good sign.

Siosande looked up at the sky, yawned a little, and pushed Aaron gently, "Let's go."

"What is your relationship with Sartre?" Aaron hesitated for a long time and finally asked this question.

"He?" Siosande curled his lips, "He is my senior, that's all."

"But you seem..."

"Do you look down upon him?"

Siosande said this for Aaron.

"yes."

"How do you think you would face someone who takes away what you want most?"

Siosande squinted his eyes and looked provocatively at Sartre who was hesitant to speak.

The behavior of the two immediately caused Aaron to imagine countless bloody scenes.

"That's enough, Siosande, you know, that's just a rumor." Sartre said solemnly.

"But what if it's not?" Siosande said in an unclear tone, "Dear..."

He saw the anger in Sartre's eyes and swallowed the second half of the sentence as if nothing had happened.

I’m testing the waters today! ! ! !

Rush it to me! ! ! !

TAT (Although there are only three updates, I don’t have much confidence...recommended in the afternoon...)