Chaos Crown

"A spirit like a devil?"

The chat between the two adventurers quickly attracted everyone's attention, and someone shouted: "Hey, buddy, are you bragging? It's not like we haven't seen elves before. Everyone has heard of tieflings, but An elf like a devil, I don't believe this!"

"Alma is definitely dazzled, he must have taken tieflings for elves."

People are talking about it.

"I read it right, I don't know." The adventurer who first raised the topic was anxious, and he signaled everyone to listen to him first: "But, but, Alma said, after those elves leave, He made a small fortune on the spot, and these elves were so rich that they threw gold, silver, and large pearls at random. Alma made a fortune that day, and he just stayed in their place After searching the place, I found something worth dozens of gold coins!"

"Wow, really?"

"As expected of elves, they are all rich."

"Damn it, Timmora, it's really good luck for Alma."

Sure enough, the mercenary adventurers were distracted within a few seconds, and they all salivated at the good luck of others.

Until someone noticed that Aaron was listening to them, a fat mercenary at the head turned his head and smiled apologetically at Aaron. He had an ax and a sword hanging from his left waist and a machete hanging from his right waist. Hanging up and down was a mass of clinking cups, daggers, mallets, and other gadgets, like a moving arsenal.

He had a bushy beard and a fierce look on his face. He wanted to ask "Where is Alma now", but when he noticed that Aaron was listening, he forcibly swallowed the words: "You guys, keep your voice down, the money of dozens of gold coins It's such a small matter that His Majesty the King will laugh at you."

"My name is Glenn, and I'm the leader of the Black Bears. I'm planning to go to the Moon Sea to see if there's any work I can do. This is Basnaji, my deputy. May I ask you, Lord, are you going to Myth?" Drono?"

Aaron thought that although these mercenaries were not very well-educated, they were full of cunning in their bones. There were many temptations in his questioning. As long as Aaron answered, they could get some valuable information.

"Nice to meet you, Glenn. I'm Aaron Salian. It's a good thing to get money, and it's worth celebrating." Aaron's answer was flawless. He continued to eat, and cleverly changed the topic to the mercenaries. : "By the way, I just met a group of robbers in the wild today, and they have a few troublesome vicious dogs. Do you have any clues?"

"It's really not safe in the wild recently, Your Excellency the King." Before the mercenaries answered, several farmers immediately responded: "A passing caravan was attacked just now, did you see it?"

"Yes, I saw it." Aaron nodded.

"Hey, you short-sighted farmers, I want to see, if those wolves come to your land, how can you drive them away with plows, huh?" the mercenaries laughed.

"What we do is our business, and you, mercenaries, I don't think you know what 'honesty' is?" A farmer mocked: "Everyone in the valley knows that the forest of elves is never short of wealth and beasts. But where to find it?—in the grave."

"Hahahahaha~" There were bursts of laughter among the farmers, while the faces of the mercenaries were extremely dark.

The mercenaries laughed at the boring farming life of the farmers, and the farmers laughed at the mercenaries' desperado style.

Aaron smiled when he heard the words, human beings are the same no matter where they are.

"Pretending to be aggressive is what human beings just need, and following the trend is the cheapest one."

—Grand Sage Elminster-Omar

Seeing that Aaron didn't respond, the mercenaries were a little disappointed. They buried their heads in eating, and there was no more content in the topic of chatting.

It's a demon elf!
Aaron was thinking about their previous conversation, and now he can be sure that the person named Alma definitely saw the demon-born elves.

Barrell-Moonflower told him that the demon-born elves are a kind of filthy race born from the hybridization of sun elves and Tanari demons. This race was once created to activate the blood of sun elves. The identity of the elves, the devil-born elves prefer to regard themselves as "demons", and they reject what they have in common with the elves, although some devil-born elves hide in the elf society.

Many demon elves live in the Comanthor forest, and they try to restore the glory of Myth Drannor, of course, the premise of everything is that they want to become the masters of the Comanthor forest.

"Dead demon elves are good demon elves, don't give me face, please kill them casually." These are the original words of Ba Ruier Yuehua: "They are evil, greedy, selfish and cruel by nature, and have a flexible moral bottom line , they are demons."

Aaron sat at the bar and waited for a while, finally, the tavern owner came.

"Your Excellency, Sandra is waiting for you upstairs."

"it is good."

In the small room on the second floor of the hotel, Sandra the Windchaser was already sitting. What was disappointing was that she was already an old man in her 50s, with a slender figure, and the skin on her face was not only as dry as bark, And it's very slack, with dry yellow hair, only a pair of emerald green eyes that still have some energy.

"Hello, Your Majesty the King, I'm surprised that you came here. What can I do for you?" Sandra was very confident in herself, neither humble nor overbearing.

"I'm here because of Ms. Millman-Laure, she told me I can get your help here..."

Aaron told Sandra about himself.

The old harpist looked surprised: "Are you going to Myth Drannor?!"

"Yes."

"For Timorah, Ms. Lucky has a famous saying—don't laugh at those who are braver than you." Sandra said meaningfully: "I envy your youth and vitality, really."

This woman is laughing at me.

Aaron shook his head inwardly. He thought that the Harper League was indeed like this. They did not have a strong concept of superiority and inferiority, and advocated equality for everyone. Naturally, they would not lack various satirical jokes and jokes.

This point is completely reversed from Zhentarim, but it makes Aaron feel a little closer, as if the roommates in college mocked each other and called him dad all day long.

"I also envy your age and wisdom, ma'am, I am very happy to see that the years on you are like the annual rings of a big tree, leaving layers of precipitation." Aaron told Sander Ra's ridicule was met with heartfelt praise.

"..." Sandra's face changed slightly, and the muscles on her face twitched a few times: "Then, do you want me to help you find a good way to Myth Drannor?"

"Exactly."

"There is no free lunch in this world. Cormanthor is very dangerous. I can help you, but you have to do me a favor in exchange." Sandra put forward her own conditions: "You should know that there is a caravan recently Attacked? I need you to do me a favor."

"The bandits captured a few young people and sent them to a den. Can you rescue them?"

…………

After dinner, Aaron, who agreed to Sandra the Windchaser's conditions, immediately started his own actions.

He is going to save people.

According to Sandra the Wind Chaser, the group of bandits has increased their activities recently because they have been funded by other forces behind them. After they attacked the caravan, they captured a few young people accompanying them. Sandra hopes that Ya Lun was able to rescue the young men who were captured.

Aaron asked Sandra why she did this, and Sandra's answer was very simple. She felt that this kind of thing happened near her residence. As a harpist, she had no reason to just watch. There is a responsibility to do something about it.

As for the benefits of doing so?There is no benefit, and it may even attract revenge from the robbers.

Sandra still asks Aaron for help.

Aaron thought that this old friend of Ms. Lauer was somewhat of a "Madonna".

However, seeing Sandra's firm attitude, Aaron has a better understanding of the word "Holy Mother".

For example, when a group of caravans were chased by bandits, they came to the gate of a village and asked for help from the villagers. At this time, Ms. Sandra in the village felt that it was necessary to take a risk to save the group of businessmen. Della is too dame, she should be kicked out to fend for herself with the merchants, we just shut the door.

However, in fact, most people are begging people who are shut out.

To give another example, you encountered a monster in the wild and struggled to escape for several days and nights. You were exhausted and injured all over your body. Maybe there were injured companions who had completely lost their fighting ability. At this time, a few torches lit up in the distance , before you fell down, several people rushed towards your position.

So who do you hope to meet?

Is it the Zhentarim?Is it the red robe mage?Or the Harpers?Paladins of Tyr?

Doesn't the one who saves people become the "Holy Mother"?

Therefore, the more people like Harpists and Paladins who are willing to help free of charge, have love and justice in their hearts, and extend a helping hand to them, the more the better. If it weren't for them, the world would have suffered so much.

The so-called "Madonna" that is really disgusting, Aaron thinks should be two standards.

The first is that they choose to express their love. Is it because they really want to be kind in their hearts, or are they just "moving themselves"?
The second is whether they like moral kidnapping and generosity of others?
If not, this behavior is worth advocating.

The two walked for about an hour in the dark, and Sandra led Aaron to the bandit's den. This den was located on the back of a hill, extending steeply downward toward the hinterland of the hill, in the dense bushes, A stream flows out of the cave, and the thieves have built a narrow and dry wooden path here.

"It's here." Sandra took Aaron to watch from a distance, and she sighed: "I watched the robbers capture those young people into the cave, I am old, and I can't deal with so many The enemy can only watch helplessly."

Sandra the Windchaser must have had good skills when she was young, and her pathfinding level on the road was quite high, but she is too old, and her combat ability has been greatly reduced due to her age in her 50s.

"Very well, I'll handle it." Aaron nodded, and he chanted a magic spell to himself: "You wait for me at the door."

The two robbers standing guard at the door were distracted, none of them focused on the surrounding area, but were chatting about something.

"Wait, someone is coming out." Sandra yelled in a low voice.

"!" Aaron also saw that an elf nobleman with pointed horns, wings on his back, and expensive clothes strode out of the cave. He swept his nostrils with his hands in disgust, and gave himself Spraying perfume on his body, he instructed the robber who sent him out with an orderly tone, and then led them away.

Demon elves? !
Are these bandits related to the demon elves?
Aaron found the adventure more and more interesting.

After the demon-born elves left, Aaron finally started to attack, facing the two robbers guarding the gate, suddenly a silent magic wave floated over in the night, and the hot molten metal burned on their bodies, and the two robbers rushed forward. It was too late to scream, and the whole body was burned into a ball of smoking bones, slowly falling down.

With Aaron's current strength, dealing with this group of thieves who don't even have an elite level is simply abuse.

He entered the cave smoothly.

Not far after entering the cave, on the east side of the passage, low and uneven steps lead to a narrow and damp stone room.

Aaron heard a dog barking.

The stone chamber narrowed at the end, until only a steep crack remained, and the stench of livestock still filled it.

The roar of the beast and the rattling of the chain let Aaron know that several vicious dogs were tied up by iron chains, and seven or eight of the vicious dogs were connected to an iron rod at the lower part of the bamboo shoots.

Each vicious dog weighs at least one hundred pounds. They are huge and strong, with blood in their eyes. There are several corpses that have been gnawed into bones on the ground. The smell of blood in the air shows this The body is fresh.

Are those young people who were arrested still alive?
Aaron held on to the dark night tightly. Several vicious dogs had noticed Aaron's existence. They barked at Aaron, but these vicious dogs usually barked from morning to night, and the robbers from other places barked No response.

Charm!

Aaron released the charm spell on the dogs that were barking endlessly. The drooling dogs immediately put away their fangs, wagged their tails and rubbed against Aaron's trouser legs, whining.

Aaron picked up the vicious dog and squeezed the vicious dog's eyes away with his hands.

In the eyes of these vicious dogs, Aaron saw the flames from the abyss.

His guess is true!
There is power from the abyss in the vicious dog.

The charmed dogs were untied from their ropes and led the way for Aaron. Several dogs moved to the right along a rock wall in the cave. Along a long and narrow path, there were six robbers gathered in the stone room. , they were all wounded and bandaged.

The barking of the dogs was getting closer, and the robbers let out howls of dissatisfaction.

"Damn it, the chains around those dogs are loose again."

"Aren't they full yet? These beasts have eaten more than all of us combined."

"Shh, be careful the boss scolds you, these beasts are our capital to dominate here."

"The boss is not here again, since those horrible elves came, he, hey, he's fawning~"

"Are those elves really reliable? We were killed by a passer-by spellcaster, eight dogs, four brothers! Some people turned into... that horrible thing? Can they do it?"

"Dogs are not powerful, but didn't the lord say so? This is just the beginning."

"Cut, I don't understand, we occupy this place, why not have a good time together?"

The robbers complained in a hurry, and two of them got up, intending to check the situation of the vicious dog, and they took out a flute from their bodies and played it.

When the flute sounded, Aaron immediately felt that the expression of the vicious dog charmed by him began to shake. He made a decisive decision and signaled the vicious dog to attack the robber.

The two vicious dogs rushed forward, and the robbers fell to the ground in panic. One of them continued to play the flute, but before the sound of the flute had any effect, his throat was bitten off by the vicious dogs.

Aaron's magic also arrives.

Darkness!Golden Retriever!Grease!Human immobilization technique!

After a while, the six robbers and all the vicious dogs were directly wiped out by Aaron.

The cave was quiet again, and Aaron searched in the dark for a while, and finally found a prisoner who was still alive.

The prisoner didn't look very old, about twenty years old, he was obviously beaten and tortured, his whole body was covered with wounds, his body equipment had been stripped clean and he was only wearing a pair of underpants, his feet were bruised and purple due to the low temperature. The whole person is very weak.

Aaron checked the surroundings again and confirmed that there were no other living people in the cave. He carried the prisoner on his back and quickly left the thief's lair.

On Aaron's back, the prisoner secretly opened his eyes, his eyeballs turned to reveal the light of the rest of his life, and then quickly closed them, pretending to be still in a coma.

To be rescued by someone, I am dignified... to be rescued by someone!

This is... what a shame!

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