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For those aristocratic ladies who do not hesitate to expose large pieces of skin, the floor heating was turned on in the dinner hall this time.

On the inconspicuous floor, there are two entire layers of metal pipes that carry hot water, which keeps the temperature of the entire hall at a pleasant temperature.

But at this moment, Alice's fingers were cold, and her already white face was a little pale.

Aaron's words made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

She had to admit that what Aaron said made some sense.

Perhaps because of a big problem with her thinking perspective, she didn't think about it in detail at all. She just cared about the fact that the Lord of Bals repeatedly deceived them.

This led to the fact that she didn't wake up until Aaron exposed the matter.

"I want to know, Lord Bars, how do you explain it?"

Bars took a deep look at Aaron, and the smile on his face faded away, "Aaron, I think I did underestimate you, or in other words, I underestimated the Albert family..."

At the end of the sentence, he realized something and stopped abruptly. He just smiled at Aaron reluctantly and stopped talking.

"What did you say?" Aaron frowned, "Albert... our family? What happened to our family?"

In an instant, he began to think quickly, and all the strange feelings he had felt before came to mind.

"Lord Bals, it seems you know something."

After all, because there was too little information, Aaron couldn't draw any conclusion after thinking about it, so he just went straight to the point.

"Yes, Mr. Aaron, I admit that I know something about the Albert family, but you should be able to guess that I won't tell you." Bales crossed his hands and relaxed suddenly.

He had regained control of the conversation.

"I have the help of the Star Tower, I have Sartre and Siosande, you should know that they will help me find a solution."

"Are you so sure they can help you?" Bals sneered.

"I wasn't sure before, but now I'm sure."

Contrary to what Alice and Bals expected, Aaron showed a sly smile.

"I can confirm two things now. One is that the matter related to the family is probably a big matter. Even Sartre and Siosande of the Star Tower can't solve it. The other is... Lord Bals, you are obviously concerned about this matter. I know a lot of things…”

"Then what?" Bars looked at Aaron with interest, "Then what? Even if you can know this, what can you do? Can you still force me to tell it?"

"Bars, what is this matter?" Alice couldn't help but interjected. She had a vague premonition, as if this matter had something to do with her.

Unfortunately, her hunch seemed to be true.

"As far as I know, Miss Alice, this matter may also be related to you or the Iris family." Bars leaned lazily on the railing and casually looked at the heads walking around downstairs, and then He said slowly: "This is the City Lord's Mansion, Sir Aaron, Miss Alice."

"Lord Bals, don't forget that you have a deal with the cultists!" Alice's face turned ugly and she pointed it out directly.

Bars shrugged his shoulders, "So what? Miss Alice, you don't really think that this incident alone is enough to threaten me, do you?"

He looked around, stretched out his arm and pointed at the crowd below and nodded casually, "This is Leyden City, the closest city to Badibira in the Kingdom of Algrant. In fact, Miss Alice, in this city All chambers of commerce, almost all of us here today, have dealt with cultists to one degree or another.”

Baars' tone was incomprehensible, "Cultists are also human beings. In the face of interests, it's just who gives them more money."

With a smile on his face, he spoke carelessly, without any regret or fear.

He really didn't have to worry about it.

As he mentioned earlier, politics is about compromise.

Colin was a product of compromise, and so, unfortunately, was he.

As long as he doesn't make any principled mistakes, nothing will happen.

It's just a slight cooperation with the cultists, and it has not caused great damage to Leiden City.

Several people died, even if there was a bronze-level transcendent among them, it was nothing more than a trivial matter.

In front of the entire Kingdom of Algrant, such a thing is not even a small matter.

Alice was silent. She gritted her teeth and took a deep breath. Although she was angry inside, her reason told her that what Bals said was right.

Even if she stands in front of everyone and exposes Baers, the final result may not be what she thought.

Even if the Kingdom of Algrant has always had a clear and decisive attitude towards the cultists, it is impossible to threaten or even overthrow Bals just based on this incident.

"Yes, in the face of interests, it's just who gives you more money." Aaron nodded seriously and agreed, but then he said, "What if someone doesn't care about money?"

"In this world, there are many people who talk about money, but after all, there are still people who don't talk about money, right? For example..." Aaron deliberately prolonged the ending, "Master Julian."

Bals's expression changed again. He seemed to realize something and pursed his lips. His relaxed expression turned serious.

"A drop of the blazing sun potion," Aaron pointed at himself and stretched out an index finger, "one drop of the blazing sun potion can be worth half of Leiden City, and his apprentice used it on me. If it were you, do you think you would care about this?"

Aaron's eyes gradually became sharp and piercing.

To be honest, because of his strength, Baars has always focused on dealing with Alice and Sartre.

Obviously, his plan was successful. If Aaron hadn't intervened midway, Alice might not have known about it at all.

However, Bals still ignored Aaron after all, ignoring this guy who had just entered the black iron level.

He ignored how unfettered and unfettered the thinking of a person who had traveled from another world was. Many words deliberately prepared for Alice and Sartre had no effect on Aaron.

"Sart and Siosande will definitely return to the Tower of Stars, and their mentor will definitely ask about the whereabouts of the drop of blazing sun potion. They will definitely not lie, but... I can teach them how to lie with the truth."

"Do you think Julian will look here?" Aaron pointed to the ceiling above his head and smiled kindly, "Then do you think he will see something he didn't expect?"

Baars forced a laugh and said, "Do you think Tower Master Julian will have so much free time?"

"Let me tell you a secret that is not a secret. Master Julian dotes on Sartre. Fortunately, my relationship with Master Sartre is very close..."

Which wind is the most powerful?

Not a typhoon, not a tornado, but of course a pillow wind.

emmmm, something seems wrong?

When Aaron thought of this, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and his tone was leisurely. He even imitated Bals's look and lazily leaned back, "I'm sorry, Lord Bals. Being favored is really a confidence~"