Chapter 76, Son of Chaos: Justice will last forever!
The Dragon Teeth Gang spent a full month and a half investigating the location of the warlock Mepham.
It is actually a little embarrassing for Aaron to ask a smuggling gang like Longya, which has only started to emerge in recent months, to investigate the hiding place of an elite magician. After several months of development, the Dragonya Gang is basically
With a scale of one or two hundred people, I still have to run it and smuggle it myself, so it is impossible to spend all my energy finding people for Aaron.
Therefore, the previous leader of the Dragon Tooth Gang, Ma Long, was quite reluctant to help find the magician. Ma Long only arranged a few people to investigate, so naturally nothing could be found.
However, as Aaron became famous in Evening Star Town, his reputation in Suzal also grew, especially when the Queen Regent publicly announced that he would be awarded the formal knighthood in advance and asked the Conservatory of Music to write poems for him. Malone's attitude
There was an immediate change.
He directly mobilized one-third of the gang's manpower and began a carpet search along the coast of Longhu.
After a month and a half of searching, there was indeed news.
There is a small fishing village called Anguang Village east of Masanbai, the second largest city east of Susar. In the past month or so, several missing persons have occurred, causing panic among the villagers.
Some villagers saw that the missing people seemed to be inspired by something in the middle of the night. They looked dull and kept saying "the sea is calling me", slowly walked into the sea, and then disappeared under the sea level.
It is understandable that this happened for the first time. The goddess of the sea occasionally chooses one or two lucky ones among the fishermen to bless them. As a chaotic and evil god, the goddess of the sea has a moody and unpredictable temper.
But after it happened many times, the villagers already felt that something was wrong. Especially more than half a month ago, a little girl from the fishing village disappeared. Her parents repeatedly asked the nearby lord to investigate, but the lord said, "You guys
"Learn to solve problems by yourself" refused. The girl's parents still did not give up. They asked for help everywhere, looking for any possible clues.
This incident attracted the attention of the Dragon Tooth Gang. After questioning the girl's parents, they learned that the girl seemed to have a crush on a new fortune teller near the village and often followed him secretly until she disappeared.
"Your Excellency Salian, after many confirmations, we can be sure that the other party is the magician Mefam you are looking for!" the little pirate said excitedly, and he quickly followed Aaron: "The boss has learned about this.
After receiving the news, I will immediately send someone to inform you."
"Our people have limited strength and dare not move. The boss has sent three people to watch from a distance." The little pirate continued: "Everything is left to your Excellency to decide."
Aaron nodded and began to think.
Getting rid of the warlock is his current primary goal. Revenge, showing his strength, and getting rid of this nail are all indispensable.
Too many people can't go there, otherwise the magician will definitely get the news in advance and run away.
So, go alone?
It's not good either. Mepham is stronger than me. If he escapes, there will be trouble next.
Suddenly a plan came into his mind.
I have a plan! a final plan!
"Can the Longya Gang bring the parents who lost their daughter into Susar?" Aaron smiled: "Smuggling channel."
"Of course, sir, but...how to do it?" The little pirate didn't understand, but when he looked at the radiant, handsome and famous Viscount Salian, Edward Teach felt very fond of him.
"Get the people here first." Aaron looked towards the distant sky.
The big man is so mysterious and difficult to understand!
The little pirate was still confused, but he remembered what the leader said.
"The future of the Longya Gang may depend on this Excellency."
"Oh, by the way." Aaron suddenly looked at the little pirate, with a smile in his eyes: "Your name is Edward Teach, right?"
"Yes, Sir." The little pirate was very excited that Sir Salian could actually remember his name!
"It seems that you helped me last time, and it was such an excellent name..." Aaron pondered for a few seconds, only feeling that Tzeentch's power fluctuated.
The nature of chaos emerged, and the Viscount simply smiled and said: "I'll give you a gift, okay?"
"A gift?" Before the little pirate could react, Aaron pointed his index finger on his forehead.
Edward Teach's expression was dull.
The little pirate only felt that a large number of mysterious runes were emerging in his mind.
He couldn't understand any of these runes because he was semi-literate and only knew some basic numbers and words.
However, as the runes continued to appear, Edward Teach unexpectedly began to understand these words, just like the instinct of a living thing.
The text describes a unique spellcasting, and shows the little pirate a world that is bizarre, terrifying, dangerous and full of countless opportunities.
"What's this? Your Excellency? What's wrong?" The little pirate covered his head. He absorbed a lot of knowledge and only felt a splitting headache.
"This is a favor." Aaron grabbed Edward Teach's hand, pricked his fingertips, and drew a few strokes on his arm, and an eight-pointed star tattoo was imprinted on the skin.
"Make good use of my power, young man." Withdrawing his hand, Aaron said to the little pirate who was still covering his head: "This will allow you to create miracles."
Edward Teach probably didn't realize what Aaron's gift represented.
I’m very optimistic about you, young man, and I’ll leave it to you to compete with the Githyanki in the star realm in the future.
————I am the dividing line that creates miracles————
The next day, the whole Susar was in a sensation because of something.
A pair of fishermen parents who lost their daughter actually entered the capital and begged everywhere, asking for help from all the churches, knights, nobles and even the princess herself.
Their beloved daughter is missing!
They need help!
The old father, who was thin, with a withered face, dark and dry, knelt in front of the temple of the Three Gods of Justice and told his story to the guard at the door.
How he lost his daughter, how he ran around looking for a solution, how he was rejected by the nearby lords, how he wanted to commit suicide in despair, but was saved by a passing friend even though he had hanged himself.
The fishermen couple made up their minds. They sold all their property, asked friends for loans, and decided to come to Sousal in person to ask the nobles and the church to uphold justice for them!
After saying that, the fishermen couple took out a small cloth bag from their arms, which contained a small handful of coins, including a golden lion coin, a small handful of silver coins and many copper coins. The old father spread the cloth bag reverently and put the money
Pick it up with both hands and bring it to the paladins.
This is all his savings.
This scene moved countless onlookers, and even put a huge mental burden on the paladin at the door of the Church of Justice.
The ocean is the domain of the Ocean Goddess, and seeking help from civilians is the domain of the nobles. It is not convenient for the paladins of the Church of Justice to directly participate in this matter.
This is an over-level appeal and the procedure does not allow it!
But, can the paladins be indifferent to this kind of thing? Don’t the Three Gods of Justice represent justice and redemption? When a civilian who has nothing needs your help, the paladins of the Three Gods of Justice really have no way to tell them that we don’t have anything.
If you can't do it before getting permission, you should go find someone else.
Every day, every year, the paladins of the Three Gods of Justice have to face similar moral torture.
Agree to help her? This violates the contract between gods and mortals. Gods return to gods, and mortals return to mortals. Without the permission of the nobles, the paladin cannot act at will. From their description, this matter is very likely to be related to
It is related to the goddess of the sea. There is an unwritten agreement between the gods, otherwise it will trigger a war between the gods!
Refusing to help her? Can the paladins still claim to be the embodiment of justice?
Seeing that the holy warriors did not agree, the old fisherwoman in rickety clothes gradually lost the hope in her eyes. She lay on the ground, using her hands and feet, with a look of vicissitudes of life on her face, even though she was only a fisherman in her forties with already gray hair.
The woman crawled in front of the paladin and tried to kiss his boots with her mouth: "Please~ Messenger of justice, please~"
"Madam, please don't do this!" The elder paladin's face showed a sad look. He quickly helped the old woman up with both hands: "We are not worthy of your kneeling. I want to help you, but you have found the wrong person.
Yes! You should go to your lord to get permission. As long as you get permission, we will send people to help you right away."
"So, you are not willing to help me?" the old woman said blankly. She suddenly grabbed the coins in her husband's hand frantically and stuffed them into the paladin's armor: "Please, this is all the money I have, please.
You’re welcome~”
"Madam!" The paladin was also anxious. He backed away desperately and tried to shake out the money from his clothes: "Please don't do this, please don't do this!"
An elite paladin was actually cornered and embarrassed by a weak old woman!
The pointing fingers from the people around made all the paladins lower their heads.
Rules, law, morality, which one is right?
Many young paladins blushed. They wanted to refute, but were unable to refute.
The old paladins looked sad. They had experienced too many similar situations.
"He's right! Madam, sir, you have the wrong person!"
At this moment, a roar full of justice sounded from the other side of the block, and Viscount Salian appeared in purple robes with a bright light!
The fishermen couple stood stunned on the spot.
"You have found the wrong person, madam, sir." Aaron, who was handsome and even charming, walked quickly through the crowd. Under everyone's gaze, he stretched out his hands to help the fisherman and his wife up one after another.
He said forcefully: "They don't have the power to deal with this matter, they can't help you."
"But, I do!" Aaron said in a deep voice. He raised his fist and pointed directly at the sky: "Justice will never die! Justice will last forever!"
"I, the Purple Dragon Knight Aaron Salian, will be responsible for this matter!"
After saying that, Aaron took a copper coin from the old fisherman's arms and put it in his arms: "I, Aaron Salian, have accepted this commission!"
"Please believe in me, believe in the Purple Dragon Knight, and believe in Her Highness Alice Serre! Don't be afraid of a righteous death, live without honor! Justice will last forever!"
As Aaron shouted, these words seemed to carry endless power, spreading from him to the nearby crowd and throughout the entire neighborhood!
"Aaron~Aaron!Aaron!!!"
People's blood boiled instantly, and they shouted Aaron's name loudly. Even the paladin guarding the gate breathed a sigh of relief. Many young paladin held the hilt of the sword tightly, and their finger bones turned white from excessive exertion.
.Just one sentence awakened their passion and turned their initial depression into endless motivation and perseverance!
Yes, justice never dies, justice lasts forever!
The older paladins had complicated expressions on their eyes. They were a little happy, a little disappointed, but they turned into looks of approval.
It is really best to let the Purple Dragon Knight take care of this matter.
May the three gods of justice bless you, young Salian!
well done!
The paladins collectively gave Aaron a thumbs up.
Under the spotlight, Aaron accepted the fisherman couple's request.
The commission is: 1 copper coin.
And his behavior immediately caused great controversy within the Purple Dragon Knights.
"It's not allowed!" Immediately a veteran Purple Dragon Knight complained: "What did Manuel's son do? 1 copper coin? Oh my god, Tempus, are we Purple Dragon Knights so cheap?
?”
"This kind of thing must not set a precedent. Otherwise, if every farmer who lost his daughter sues in Susar, what will the Purple Dragon Knights become? A national family search team?"
"It is best to issue an announcement immediately, saying that Aaron Salian's acceptance of this 1 copper coin commission is a personal act and has nothing to do with the Purple Dragon Knights!"
There was controversy within the Order of the Purple Dragon over Aaron's behavior, and they reported it to Grand Inspector General Ian Hutson.
"There's nothing wrong with it." Ian Hutson sat behind his desk, playing with his ink pen: "No hurry, wait a minute."
"If Aaron successfully completes this mission and retrieves his daughter...whether dead or alive, this will undoubtedly be a great positive image publicity for our knights, the royal family, and even the entire Cormyr. We will announce at that time,
It was our Purple Dragon Knights who sent Aaron."
"If Aaron does not succeed and fails, then we will announce that this was Aaron's personal behavior and has nothing to do with the Purple Dragon Knights."
"Also, since this guy is so rich, he definitely doesn't care about any reward, so just let him be."
The Grand Inspector General's statement temporarily shelved the debate within the Knights.
However, while the knights were still arguing, Aaron was already ready to go to the Dark Light Village. He hired a carriage, packed his full set of equipment, and was ready to set off.
Just after leaving the city, two purple dragon knights, also fully armed, stopped in front of the carriage: "Stop, sir, check~"
"Who?" Aaron frowned when he heard the coachman's words.
I was already going very fast, why was I still stopped?
Rolling down the window, Aaron saw a paladin and a ranger.
"You?!" Lord Viscount shouted in surprise: "Senior!"
"How can such a good thing be without me as a paladin? Aaron, you are not a good disciple!"
Paladin Leonard spread his hands, his smile full of enthusiasm.
"Hey, boy, can you do it alone? The old man asked us to help you. Stop talking nonsense and open the door."
Ranger Disma crossed his arms, holding a grass seed in his mouth, with a sword hanging on his waist.
"Okay! Let the three of us brothers come together!"