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Unknowingly, Aaron had been lying in the city lord's mansion for several days.

Although the efficacy of the Blazing Yang Potion is astonishing, after all, it took a hundred days to break the muscles and bones. It is no small medical miracle that it allowed Aaron to walk on the ground in such a short period of time.

During this period of time, he also naturally gained a lot of extraordinary knowledge through Sartre.

"Let's stop here for today." Sartre looked at the darkening sky outside the window and said to Aaron who was leaning against the wall.

Aaron nodded, but found that Sartre was hesitant to speak, "What do you want to say to me?"

In the previous series of events, the relationship between him and Sartre had become much closer.

After finding out Sartre's temperament and character, Aaron simply said what he had to say.

"Yes, Aaron..." Sartre rubbed his face and said, "Maybe I will go back after a while."

He had received feedback from Aaron on his fate and had the opportunity to advance. The next step was naturally to return to the Tower of Stars.

"It should be no problem, right?" Aaron was not surprised by Sartre's words.

In fact, Sartre's unlucky disciple Siosande would come to visit almost every day, and interact with Sartre crazily with a bitter and hateful face.

He himself described it beautifully: "To inspire the fighting spirit of the seniors."

But both Aaron and Sartre, and even Alice who came to visit from time to time, knew that his words obviously had no effect on Sartre.

However, thanks to Siosand, Aaron can also understand Sartre's current situation between the lines.

Once Sartre successfully advances to the Silver level, it means that his Star Tower career will officially enter the countdown.

"Maybe there will be a way." Aaron didn't know how to comfort Sartre, "Maybe my wife can also contribute."

Although she was not married yet, someone already treated Alice as a member of the family very familiarly, which was quite rude.

"Wife?"

Sartre was startled, not quite understanding this unfamiliar term.

"It's just...Alice, do you understand? She is also from the Iris family after all, and can be ranked high in the Kingdom of Algrant. Think about it, when the time comes..."

Sartre smiled helplessly and coughed a few times awkwardly, interrupting Aaron who was spitting.

"First of all, Sir Aaron, I remember that Alice should marry you, which means that her last name will become Albert, and others will only address her as Mrs. Albert, and will never call her Mrs. Albert." Considered a member of the iris family.

Secondly, I will not accept any help from the nobility, that much is clear. "

Aaron shrugged, "What about me? I'm a noble."

Even though Sartre had an amazing receptive ability, he couldn't help but be impressed by the shamelessness of the man in front of him. It was obvious that he couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Sir Aaron, although I really don't want to expose you, you should know that a person without a manor, no servants, no fiefs, and no carriages, even if he has the title of aristocrat of the Kingdom of Algrant, does not seem to be qualified. Is he a noble?

Perhaps, you should take a look at Miss Alice, she is considered a noble, as for you..."

Sartre looked at Aaron's trembling calves and gave Aaron a meaningful look, "A true noble will not step on a sewing machine, Mr. Aaron."

"Although I also hate Master Sartre, I still agree with him on this sentence." Alice's cold voice came from outside the door.

Then she carried an exquisite lunch box, stood at the door, knocked on the door and signaled, and then walked in.

During the past few days when Aaron was lying in bed, Ed or Alice basically brought food to him.

However, Alice rarely delivered meals. Most of the time, she just used Aaron's room to hold her own afternoon tea.

"Miss Alice, although I have emphasized it many times, I still want to repeat it again. Mr. Aaron is my friend. I think you should understand this, right?"

Sartre keenly captured Alice's irritability at this moment and emphasized it deliberately.

Just like Siosande kept repeating it to him, he would never tire of emphasizing this matter almost every time he met Alice.

He didn't have the slightest fondness for nobles.

Perhaps Aaron hadn't realized anything yet, but Sartre had already caught the strangeness.

Although he still didn't know what the Iris family wanted to do, he didn't want Aaron to become a victim of the nobles' conspiracy.

"Master Sartre, I'm just here to fulfill my engagement." Alice slammed the food box on the table, and then said coldly, "I can tell you, Master Sartre, I won't like this guy. But I will fulfill my duties as a fiancée and even as Mrs. Albert.”

She took a deep breath to calm down her simmering anger, and glanced at the guy lazily leaning against the wall.

She still hadn't figured out what charm this man had that could make Sartre speak for him so willingly.

This bastard doesn't understand what Sartre has done for him. Can't she understand?

Uncle Dagos introduced the Blazing Sun Potion to her in detail.

To be honest, it was hard for her to imagine how much Julian, the Tower Master of the Star Tower whom she had never met, cared about this apprentice before he could take out this potion that could drive even a strong person of the Birkin level crazy.

It was also hard to imagine that Julian's apprentice was actually willing to use such a precious potion on this bastard for no reason.

What was even more unimaginable to her was that the extremely talented Siosande was scolding Sartre for his faults, but at the same time, he dropped the potion on him without blinking an eye.

Whenever she thinks about these things, Alice always feels an inexplicable sense of absurdity, and she always feels a little unbelievable.

Of course, in a way, the experience of the bastard in front of me is even more incredible.

First, as an ordinary person, he became a sacrifice to a cultist. He was able to survive the sacrificial ceremony unscathed and seemed to have killed the cultist.

Then, he almost completed the accumulation from black iron level to bronze level in a very short period of time, and actually started to try to break through and advance.

Later, he inexplicably escaped from Tog, and survived after being targeted by a certain existence.

Although this time, the Blazing Sun Potion took a considerable amount of credit, but he did survive after all.

To be fair, Alice would never think that she could do better than him in a different place.

This is one of the reasons why Alice finally compromised.

If after experiencing so many dangers, a guy who is not a noble can still live happily, then maybe she shouldn't expect to end this engagement.

Thanks Qianmeng and Erica for the tip~