Chaos Crown

Chapter 17, The new owner of the cemetery

The cemetery is located in a corner of the city, and its location is near a better block in the lower city, so Ferrara and others were able to follow Aaron for a while.

After confirming that everything was done, Ferrara, a veteran elite fighter, took a large square box from the carriage.

The workmanship of the box is quite exquisite, carved from pear wood, with a small lock hanging on it.

"This is a thank you gift for our trip, please be sure to accept it, Lord Viscount."

Aaron raised his hand, indicating that he was holding the urn containing the apprentice Battle Mage, and Eleanor took the big box on her own initiative.

The pastor secretly weighed it. The box is very light, and I don't know what it contains.

"There is also this, which is our special thanks." Ferrara took out a more exquisite small square box from his body, and he sent this small gold-plated square box to Aaron with some reluctance: " Please take it away."

"Thank you." Aaron had a hand this time, and he took the small square box with his remaining hand and put it in his arms.

"Aren't you going to open it and take a look?" Ferrara joked strangely.

"Is there something that you carefully weighed three times with the scales back and forth, and tightened all the curtains to avoid leaking a little bit?" Aaron smiled naturally: "If you want to deceive me, do you still need to be so careful? Running a business Not easy, Mr. Ferrara~"

"You are really observant!" Ferrara put away his joking expression in surprise, the mercenary leader had a neat and serious expression, and he couldn't stop admiring him: "I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future, honorable Salian Lord Viscount!"

"There will be a chance, I think, this will not be the last time you come to Cormyr to do business." Aaron nodded, and the viscount caught what the mercenary leader hadn't said.

"If the current tension can be eased, we are happy to come to Cormyr again, and hope that the viscount will give us convenience." Montero stepped forward: "You have conquered our group of mercenaries who are licking blood. "

"Let's talk about it when you guys come. Just send someone to Salian House, No. 18, 'Triple Crown' Block, Uptown District, and let me know."

"May Timora bless you, our Lord Viscount, thank you for your helping hand."

"May the radiance of Our Lady of Silver light your way forward,"

Ferrara and the others left, leaving Miss Priest and Lord Viscount in place.

"Let's go too."

The road leading to the cemetery is a bit muddy. This is not a wealthy area, so naturally it cannot get the best repairs. It just rained in Suzal last night, and the cleaners in the lower city are not so diligent. There are still Some areas were not cleaned as well as they should be.

"Guess, what are the gifts for the mercenaries?" Aaron glanced at the large square box in Eleanor's hand.

"Hmm... it should be spices, right?" Miss Priest couldn't feel the weight on her arms.

"Correct!" Aaron nodded, and then he asked half-jokingly: "But cheating is not allowed, Miss Eleanor, must have sensed the smell of spices?"

The words of a charismatic person are always full of magic, and Miss Priest can't help nodding. She really feels the smell of spices.

"Nutmeg, cardamom, pepper, pepper, chili, cinnamon, raw sugar cane, cloves, bay leaf, fennel." Opening the box, Miss Pastor sucked in her small nose, and stuck out her tongue: "Good deal, Mr. Viscount. "

"Hey, the little nose is very smart." Seeing this, Aaron took out the small square box that Ferrara and others cherished very much from his arms: "Then guess what this is? If you guess right, I will give this big box to you." Give you."

"I don't want it!" Miss Pastor was a little proud at first, but when she saw Aaron say this, she was a little discouraged.

Give me some hints!
How many poor people at the gate of the city can be saved by this big box of spices?
"It's saffron (saffron)." Aaron gently opened the small box, and inside was a handful of bright red stick-shaped thin strips: "This little saffron is worth three times more than the same weight of gold above."

"That's why this thing has another name, it's called blood gold, and it can be circulated even in hell!"

"If I don't bring enough money today, I'll use this to pay." Aaron slowly put away the smile on his face: "After all, times have changed, and no one knows what the cemetery is like now."

"Then this big box is for you, Miss Eleanor, you can dispose of them as you like." Aaron patted Miss Pastor's shoulder lightly: "Anyway, please enjoy dinner at home tonight and accept my hospitality Take a good shower and report to church tomorrow, okay?"

After listening to Aaron's conditions, Miss Pastor pursed her mouth slightly, pressed her hands on her lower abdomen, entangled her fingers, and exerted a little force.

Again!

This man, he is always so good at using words to occupy the right to speak, he always tightly grasps the grace of the Silver Virgin to control her, he always puts forward conditions that he can't refuse, and then gradually touches his bottom line.

However, he was powerless to resist his invasion.

Our Lady of Silver, my lord, why did you arrange a nemesis for me?
Faced with the temptation that a large box of spices can save at least 100 poor patients, the pastor gave in again.

Plan pass!
A deep pleasure rushed from Aaron's stomach to his forehead.

Cool!
He discovered that the original Aaron Salian had a crush on Miss Priest, so when he kept teasing Miss Priest, Slaanesh's power would come alive.

It seems that it is time to consider giving Miss Priest a gift from Slaanesh, she will definitely like it!
But looking at the saffron in his hand, Aaron couldn't help thinking of one thing: Ms. Fortune likes saffron the most (this thing is not only a spice, but also the best dye, which can dye clothes into wealth. Lady's favorite gold), as long as you donate the saffron to the church of the lady of fortune, magic, money, and blessings are all available.

However, before the turbulent years began, Ms. Fortune disappeared and her whereabouts are still unknown.

This may be one of the reasons why Ferrara and others smuggled this "blood gold".

So where did Ms. Fortune go?Now it is all up to Lady Joy to perform His priesthood.

I don't know, it's still too early for me to do these things.

The cemetery used to be a peaceful place, a quiet and peaceful land, which has always been protected by priests and temple guards, allowing the dead to enjoy peace.

The cemetery used to belong to Melkor, the king of bones, one of the three gods of death. This is a powerful deity who belongs to the neutral evil camp.

People have always respected and feared the god of the dead. After all, except for a very small number of existences, everyone will face death. The priests of Melkor often threaten the living people. Money", doomed to not end well after death.

The priest of the King of Bones is actually right, because if there is no protection from the god of the dead, the corpses will be stripped clean by scavengers within a day or two if there is no protection from the god of the dead. I like these delicious meals, and even many necromancers regularly go to the mass graves to find "suitable" experimental products. No one wants their bodies to become like that.

People don't like Lord of Bones' greed and high skull money, but at least Lord of Bones will let the dead rest in peace.

But in the turbulent year two years ago, the three gods of death fell collectively, and their authority belonged to Cyric, the prince of the dark sun, and the priests of Melkor also collectively turned to believe in Cyric.

Aaron is not very clear about the current situation in the cemetery.

Sure enough, the cemetery temple has changed. The original holy emblem of Melkor was replaced by Cyric's holy emblem, and a purple sun pattern was added to the outer circle of the skull.

A priest with a gray robe and a skull mask appeared.

Both Aaron and Eleanor bowed their heads in respect.

No one will not fear death!
"Are you going to send the ashes to the cemetery?" The pastor of the cemetery knew very well why others came to the cemetery.

"Yes." Aaron held Hicks' ashes.

He still remembers how the battle mage apprentice tried his best to tell him to escape, and fought a group of orcs in a doomed battle with no chance of winning.

"This is an offering. For my friend to rest in peace, please be sure to accept it." Aaron took out two golden lion coins and respectfully sent them to the pastor of the cemetery.

Who knew that the pastor of the cemetery took a deep look at him and shook his head: "It's not enough, kid."

not enough?Both Aaron and Eleanor opened their mouths in surprise.

Two gold coins are the most standard skull money in the kingdom, how could it not be enough?

Ordinary civilians who are poorer can bury their ashes in the large cemetery in the cemetery with two silver coins!
What is Cyric trying to do?
"The new god of the dead has issued an oracle, requiring everyone who enters the cemetery to pay 5 gold coins for burial." The gray-robed priest pointed at the tombstone next to him unnaturally: "If you need a tombstone, 15 gold coins."

"Should I add another 50 gold coins, including the eulogy and ceremony?" The muscles on Aaron's face twitched.

"So what your Excellency wants to do is the 'Dark Sun Luxury Package'?" The gray-robed priest said quickly: "We can arrange the ceremony immediately."

Aaron and Eleanor looked at each other, and both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

As the owner of the priesthood of the dead, Cyric's management method is indeed completely different from that of Melkor.

Aaron didn't say much, he only had 5 gold coins on him, just as he had prepared before, he took out a little saffron and successfully paid for 15 gold coins, and made a tombstone for Hicks.

Hearing that Aaron was willing to pay more without arguing, the gray-robed priest looked a little relieved and sighed slightly: "It seems that he is really your good friend, really."

"This bastard has never been my good friend." Aaron said with a sneer: "He snatched my snacks, stole my toys, and told others about me everywhere. Every time I see him, I miss him. , why is this bastard bred by Bichi not dead yet!"

The gray-robed priest was stunned.

Hicks was buried in an unremarkable corner of the cemetery, his tombstone is very simple.

He wasn't a big shot in the first place.

Aaron and Eleanor stood in front of the tombstone.

"But...he died for me." Aaron's voice gradually became dull, he pursed his lips, took Hicks' favorite mead from Eleanor's hand, and sprinkled it on his tombstone.

"You've never been a big shot, you're just an ordinary battle mage apprentice."

"You've never been a nobleman, Hicks. You move around and have no permanent residence."

"You are just an ordinary battle mage apprentice, my childhood playmate, my enemy, I wanted to slap you when I saw you, and when I knew that I was going out with you on this mission, I almost threw up."

"Originally, it shouldn't be you who died for me. Their goal is me."

"If you know this is the truth, you will be very angry, right?"

"Hahahaha~" Aaron laughed straight, smiling, his eyes gradually turned red.

"Rest in peace, my savior, enjoy your eternal sleep."

"That person is still alive, I will deal with him, I promise."

After finishing speaking, Aaron poured the remaining sip of mead into his mouth, turned and left without hesitating.

Eleanor followed quickly. She didn't know if she thought of something, but her eyes were also slightly red: "He is a brave battle mage."

"He's so brave!" Aaron's nasal voice was still a little thick, and he scolded with a smile: "If he was really brave, he wouldn't know the second-level spells, and only memorized the two spells of spider web and mirror image, so he couldn't escape. There are no more spells that do enough damage!"

"The idea of ​​this dog is to control it with the spider web technique, protect yourself with the mirror image technique, and leave the rest to us." Aaron moved his steps slowly: "But... indeed, as you said, the mage There is no problem with memory magic like this."

Eleanor didn't know what to say now.

Aaron collected his emotions and took the initiative to speak:
"It is said that there are three kinds of deaths in a person's life."

"The first death is the cessation of bodily functions, which means that his body has died."

"The second death is the holding of the funeral, which represents his death in the social sense."

"And the third death is when he is completely forgotten. When all the books that remember his stories, all the picture scrolls that depict his image, and all the people who still remember him have passed away, this is a spiritual death. "

"So, some people are alive, but they are dead."

"Some people die, but they live forever."

"Because they are always in stories, in books, in poems, in legends, and in murals."

"The most important thing is...in the annals of history! In people's hearts!"

Aaron's words were like a thunderbolt, which exploded in Miss Priest's chest, the lightning was everywhere, and the thunder roared.

Yes, she has always been alive, in my heart!

There is still hope, there is always hope!
Miss pastor rubbed her chest gently, she only felt a new flame ignited in her heart.

This group of flames is called Hope!
　Effect of Slaanesh's Gift: Charisma attribute +2, Dexterity attribute +1, when facing all enchantment spell checks, mortals who receive Slaanesh's gift have an advantage in the check.

　　The recipient of the gift cannot use this effect to increase his attribute to more than 20.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)