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Chapter 307 , The Secret of Parents' Death

Chapter 307, The secret of parents’ death

Author: Emperor of Han Dynasty

Chapter 307, The secret of parents’ death

When Nestia walked outside Aaron's office, their viscount was humming softly, and he was obviously in a good mood.

From Cyric, Aaron took away 20 points of divinity from the crazy god's underpants. Those 20 points of divinity were divided between Aaron and the four gods of chaos. Aaron seven, four gods

Third, because Nurgle did not fully accept Aaron, Fat Grandpa’s share does not need to be given.

In other words, Aaron directly obtained 14 points of divinity. Those 14 points of divinity have been destroyed and the pure divinity of Cyric's remaining will can be used by Aaron at will.

Aaron first released 1 point of divinity in the Dark Moon Sword given to him by Su Lun Mama, raising the level of that weapon from extremely rare to legendary quality.

The divinity of the Dark Moon gave the weapon double the power to restrain the undead. After absorbing the divine blessing of Cyric, as the god currently in charge of the underworld, death, and the dead, Cyric's divinity has the ability to manage the undead.

Quan Ke, with Su Lun Mama's own power, the Blade of Dark Moon will be able to control the undead to a new level after divine fusion. Any undead such as Ming Yalun will be consciously afraid.

The sword will cause double damage to the undead, and each attack has a certain probability of putting the undead creature into a state of shock.

Then Aaron gave another point of divinity to his staff - the lightless night. Now, just ask Aaron to think, and he can use the power of the staff to turn the nearby sky into a lightless night.

Dark Moon.

Is that the power that combines the heavenly magic of Suellen, Misty, and Aaron and the divinity of Cyric?

Aaron then used Draconion to swallow a trace of Dark Moon's divinity. At this time, his legs had 11 points of divinity.

Devouring the divinity of Dark Moon has raised Aaron's level as a Chaos God Warlock by another level, and he is just a step away from mastering the eighth-ring magic.

Cyric's divine Aaron does not dare to swallow too much in one go. The realm of gods is not like that. Even if a god is dead, has fallen, has become a bonded spirit, or has even been completely forgotten by everyone.

If you are completely dead, as long as there is a trace of divinity, then measurable creatures like gods will have a chance of coming back.

Even if he destroyed the incarnation of Cyric and wiped out his will with the emperor's power of epileptic fire, there is still a little consciousness of the Dark Moon among those divinities. Will that consciousness come out when Aaron is weak?

No one knows what happened to his body.

Currently, the only gods in the country who can prove that they can completely devour all the priesthoods, divinities, and divinities of other gods without any negative effects are the gods who have been personally promoted by God AO, namely Cyric, the Prince of Lies, and Midnight, the third-generation magic goddess.

So Aaron's plan is to use Draconion's power to slowly chew a trace of Dark Moon's divinity until it is completely absorbed, chewed, and completely digested, and then swallows another trace.

Unlike other mortals, it would take a lifetime to digest a trace of divine cocoa, but with Draconian, the speed would be much faster.

That was the first big gain.

As for the second major gain, naturally it is the reputation and network. By gathering the great mage, powerful and famous people in those countries, Aaron not only expanded his network of contacts, but also greatly improved his popularity. With him, he destroyed

The incarnation of the Dark Moon was at the front, and the Chaos Legion was defeated at the back. Aaron had successfully left the deepest impression on those important people.

That would negate the role of legend.

Legend is a very magical thing, saying it is useless, because legend cannot represent a person's real strength. The country is a fantasy world, strength is respected, and you can't rely on money to spend money on how strong a person is.

If you raise a group of meat bullies and brag about a legend all over the sky, you must go out and have a chance to meet them. In that case, the legend seems to be of little use.

But from another perspective, legend does not mean real wealth. If Aaron did not have such a big reputation outside, would he be able to invite so many guests? If Aaron did not have such a big reputation, Yongju

Would Barrel of the Shimotsuki Family be willing to write him a letter of introduction and become his magic consultant for 500 gold coins a month?

More importantly, Aaron must become a god in the future.

Since they seek to become gods and plan to follow the path of Su Lun Mama, it is self-evident that legend is important. High legend can gain high recognition. Whether they are mortals or gods, they are in the world of high legend.

Influenced by Donghui's belief that Aaron deserves to be conferred as a god, he even felt that "I should have been conferred a long time ago!" "That guy has finally been conferred!"

If the legend is not low, many mortals will think that Aaron has bad luck. Why do they believe in such a god of bad luck? In the eyes of the gods, Aaron will be like a three-year-old child holding gold and making trouble while walking.

, the good gods will all be dissatisfied, and the evil gods have already begun to plot to snatch the god of dog luck’s priesthood and divinity.

So, what kind of crowd can provide enough legend for Aaron?

In the final analysis, there are people whose time is precious, such as Elminster, the Black Staff of Kelburn, the Seven Sisters of the North, the Warlock King Lavok, the Red-robed Chief Sazastan, and those great nobles and legendary professionals.

.

However, whether those people are right or not, the behavior pattern of their group is very obvious. When they need something, their network of contacts or the organization they work for will immediately help them provide what they need. The whole process is very short and very fast.

.

Because their time is precious, they never waste it on the wrong things.

Those groups of people will provide the highest level of legend.

So, how can Yaronqiu leave the deepest impression on them? Describe the four gods behind him at length? Take the trouble to introduce his magic? Show how powerful he is and how much wealth he has.

?

No, not at all.

That kind of people have experienced many battles in their long lives. Like Elminster, which outer plane has he not traveled to?

That type of group likes to be described in a silent way.

For example, during a blind date, if a young man goes to the wrong group and tells them how many apartments he has, how many cars he has, how much money he has, and even directly asks if he wants to go out on a date, that kind of person will probably sentence the wrong person to death.

So how do those kinds of people like to communicate?

What they prefer is whether during the blind date, the Patek Philippe or Vacheron Constantin inadvertently exposed from the sleeves of the other party when they shut up, or the Rolls-Royce Phantom keys thrown on the table with their legs.

So Aaron arranged that performance, so Aaron never told his story head-on but hid his experiences in songs, stage plays and documentaries, so Aaron begged everyone to see the Emperor's story.

The emperor is so powerful, but what is the origin of the four gods who forced the emperor to show up?

Those kind of people are very good at thinking and they will come up with their own answers.

And that is not the effect of Aaron's request.

As for the later display of nine volumes, the siege of Cyric is even more negative.

Is that the best way to publicize to those people?

Aaron's sophisticated planning makes Tzeentch ecstatic!

Tzeentch and Slaanesh were extremely satisfied with that performance, especially the Lord of Change, who wanted to ask for a big reward for Aaron.

What will the reward be?

Aaron was looking forward to it.

"Dong dong~ No, Aaron, he wants to tell me something." Nastia's voice came from the door, and the dark elf sister said softly with some caution: "Do you have time?"

"Of course, since he is Sister Nestia, he is welcome at any time." Aaron stood up from behind the desk and took the initiative to greet her.

After bathing, Nestia had replaced the leather outfit and slim-fitting leather high boots she had worn before. The cold night and cold kite elf Polaris suspender dress she was wearing was something Aaron had never seen before.

Wearing a long suspender skirt makes the previously sinister dark spirit sister look as soft and charming as an ancient Greek goddess. Only the black aurora silk on the east side of the skirt adds a lot of charm.

A pair of slender black stockings are mostly exposed, especially the thighs. The plump leg meat makes the thin black stockings smooth and tight. The perky buttocks are plump and upright, forming a line with the slender legs.

Fascinating arc.

Nastia was very polite. She had already bent down to salute Aaron before she even entered the door. Aaron's eyes glanced at his dark sister without any trace, and there was a lot of skin on her smooth pink back.

, through the thin suspender skirt, you can notice that Nastia is wearing that outfit for the first time. Her slender waist is round and full, and her slightly raised full moon is full.

Between the slits of the long skirt, two slender black aurora silk legs were smooth and bare, vaguely revealing the delicate skin underneath, which shone with luster. Matched with her curvy and proud figure, she looked extremely sexy and enchanting.

"Please go, sister Nestia, do you want something to drink?" Aaron motioned to the dark elf sister to walk on the sofa in the reception area: "Although he is not as rich as our Banrui family, he has all kinds of wines in the country.

There is no such thing as that."

"Keke~ Then he's not welcome." Seeing that Aaron had wronged her as usual, Nestia's expression relaxed a lot. She casually asked for a glass of crimson Tessel wine and a pair of stockings wrapped in silk stockings.

The beautiful legs quietly changed their walking posture. The right leg drew a semicircle in the air and pressed against the left leg. The silky and delicate stockings hit each other, making a wonderful rustling sound. The beautiful black stockings took off their shoes slightly.

The heel exposed the small arch and delicate heel. Only the toe gently hooked the toe of the shoe, swaying in front of Aaron, the color of the red sole swaying: "My new castle can be

So impressive.”

"How can a castle that has just completed its first phase of construction compare to Menzoberranzan?" Aaron said with a smile.

"The castle in Menzoberranzan may be bigger and more majestic than my castle, but it lacks warmth." Nastia straightened her brilliant silver hair in embarrassment: "Aaron, I know that drow should

Know what kind of life they had."

"I don't have to live like that anymore, sister Nastia, I will settle there in the future." Aaron nodded, and he took the initiative to hold Nastia's leg that had killed countless people, which surprised him.

No, Nastia's legs are very soft and comfortable to touch.

"... Drizzt has left." Not only was Nestia not happy when she heard those words, she was actually a little depressed.

"He knows."

"No, I don't know." Sister Dark Elf sighed: "I will regret taking him in."

"An Nuoming and I are very similar." Aaron smiled half-heartedly: "We both chose death, but we are full of nostalgia for the wrong life. I don't want to deny it, but he understands my sword song, right?

"

"...I'm so terrible!" Nestia glanced at Aaron. She was grateful that she had gotten that opportunity, but she was also afraid that Aaron could peek into her heart.

"So, relax. With him here, everything will get better. I will live there in Donglai, and he will arrange a room for me. Have I not seen his power? With him here, there are the Red and Silver Virgin Mary and

With so many gods around, the Spider Queen dare not hurt me." Aaron said seriously: "Accept his kindness, okay?"

Nastia's expression was shocked, and the dark elf sister looked at Aaron suspiciously. She clenched Aaron's thigh so hard that her nails dug into Aaron's flesh, and asked word by word, "Is it like that?"

When asking Aaron, it seemed like she was asking herself: "Do evil people like him really have the qualifications to be redeemed and to pursue happiness?"

"Of course!" Aaron laughed: "He said it! Did I forget it? He is my god, sister Nestia, do I need him to repeat it again?"

"...No need." Sister Anjing's charming face bloomed like a delicate flower, her bright jade fingers half covering her bright red lips, and most of the haze she was in finally dissipated.

, his expression also changed from the sexy beauty he had been since he doubted it. Every frown and smile could make Aaron's heart sway: "Thank me, little rookie. With my words, sister is already satisfied."

She gently wiped away the tears from her eyes, turned from passive to active, and held Aaron in her hand, letting him walk beside her: "Aaron, he will come to me tomorrow morning. Does he have something to tell me?

.”

"What's the matter?" Aaron's heart suddenly flashed, and Nastia's expression was solemn. The things she would say seriously were definitely not simple.

While shutting up, Aaron carefully observed the expression on Nastia's face, hoping to find some subtle clues from her expression. However, as Nastia was a multi-faceted spy trained since childhood, Aaron's observation naturally found nothing.

, she looked at Aaron quietly, with a pair of narrow scarlet eyes without any dodge, the corners of her red mouth pursed slightly, a little nervously: "No, about my parents, about the death of my parents.

…”

parents?!

The deaths of Manuel Salian and Eliza Red Salian?!

Aaron opened his eyes wide, and his pupils shrank to the size of needle eyes.

Wait, he remembered that his father and mother died in the war of the Year of Turbulence, and were killed by several drow in the east of Tifantun City. Several fellow Purple Dragon Knights witnessed it with their own eyes. There was no evidence for the quarrel. After the chaos,

The remains were recovered.

Drow?!

Aaron's eyes were misdirected to Nastia in disbelief.

Drow???

It seemed that Nastia also thought about what Aaron was thinking. The dark spirit sister was angry and funny. She raised her beautiful black stocking feet and gently kicked Aaron's pants with the tip of her high heels: "What are you thinking about! Sister

I’ve always had red skin!”

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief. No, Drow is dark-skinned. Those fellow knights must have collectively misunderstood.

His parents asked him if it was true that Nastia killed him, and things were in trouble. As the original Salian, he was with the enemy who killed his father, so he was more or less unable to blame his father and mother who were used by him all day long.

.

"Bu Nao, the death of my parents is indeed related to him." Nastia was a little nervous when she said that: "I know, Aaron, he is a member of the Baenre family. He has been active on the surface for a long time, so naturally

Knows a lot of things.”

"The drow who killed my parents were sent by Queensel Baenre, the mistress of the Baenre family."

"That assassination order also came from a noble family outside Cormyr."

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