Chaos Crown

Chapter 9, The Adventures of Ferrara
Hearing this scream, the reaction of Aaron and Eleanor was very different.

Muscle memory from years of training allowed Aaron to make a parry in an instant.

Stand upright, feet apart, left foot in front, right foot behind, long sword facing upwards, concentrate strength on the wrist, hold the hilt of the sword with the right hand, buckle the thumb on the gauntlet, so as to ensure that you can Respond quickly to the enemy.

However, Aaron's left hand did not hold the lower part of the long sword tightly like the standard purple dragon knight's fighting method, but pressed against the contact point between the wrist of his right hand and the hilt of the sword, with his palm slightly open.

This is not a normal standard knight swordsmanship parry.

The correct posture of a knight's swordsmanship should be to hold the left hand on the second half of the long sword, and at the same time use the strength of both arms to control the blade.

Generally speaking, the body of a one-handed long sword is divided into two ends. The first half is the "weak side", which is mainly responsible for piercing and slashing, and the second half is the "strong side". Hammers) There is actually no difference, and many knights' strong sides do not even have blades.

It's really weird that Aaron's left hand does that.

Miss Priest, who was a few steps away from Aaron, reacted faster than Aaron. The moment she heard the roar, she raised the warhammer with one hand and swung it with the other hand. The book has been opened, and the pattern of the silver moon on the page is shining with the movement of Miss Priest, a divine spell has been prepared.

Twilight Flame!

The moonlight pierced the air, directly hitting the carriage and bursting out with dazzling light. At the same time, the twilight enveloped Aaron, forming a protective ring of twilight on the surface of his body.

Aaron's eyes widened.

Eleanor Dinefour, is a very rare twilight priest!

It's just that he didn't have time to think so much. As the curtain was lifted, what came to his face was a goblin bear about two meters tall!

A familiar guy popped into Aaron's mind.

This goblin bear looks a bit like a basketball star he had seen in his previous life.

It's the guy nicknamed Big Eyebrow.

Goblin bear, goblin-like creature, chaotic evil alignment, unlike his cousin hobgoblin, goblin bear is a creature without a brain and only knows to be driven by instinct to hunt and plunder. Unlike his cousin goblin, goblin bear is tall and Kong Wu Powerful, with a penchant for using a mace and mace, ready to whack enemies.

Although bear goblins are also called goblins, they are almost two kinds of creatures with goblins. They have a pair of pointed ears and huge fangs that can bite off a human leg in one bite. The lower yellow eyes are always full of fighting spirit and hunger, looking for fresh and delicious food and enough enemies to be opponents.

This is still the deadliest place for the bear goblin.

The scariest thing about goblin bears is that they don't pay attention to order like their hobgoblin counterparts. They advocate the military system, strictly enforce discipline, and like to defeat opponents through tactics. The goblin bears have low IQ but are very cunning. They especially like ambushes and surprise attacks.

A sneak attack by a bugbear can club an unsuspecting and armored knight into the dirt, then use its mace to crack open the can for a rare treat!
Many novice adventurers lost their lives because of this.

Fancy tricks, long-trained swordsmanship, and various tricks in noble duels are no match for the hammer of a goblin bear.

The goblin bear was obviously hungry for a long time. It rushed out of the car curtain and hit Aaron head-on. The mace hit the air with a strong wind and harsh friction.

Such a strong force!Aaron's pupils constricted, and he immediately slid backwards, narrowly dodging the blow.

The purple magic has also taken shape in Aaron's palm.

Whip of Slaanesh!

From Aaron's left hand, three long whips covered with barbs were thrown and swept across the goblin bear's face. In almost an instant, the goblin bear was disfigured, and large streams of blood spurted out from its face , splashing Aaron all over.

The goblin bear is a creature that is not very afraid of pain, but for some reason, after being hit by this whip, the pain visible to the naked eye on its face surprised Eleanor and the peepers in the forest who rushed over.

This slowness lost the best chance to attack Aaron. Aaron retreated again and successfully escaped the attack range of the bear goblin, and even the long sword in his hand did not forget to peel off a piece of flesh from its face.

The long whip dispersed, but the casting of the left hand continued, and a pink flame gathered in his palm.

Tzeentch Powder Flame!

The weird pink flame shot out a twisted trajectory in the air and hit the goblin bear head-on. The giant beast rolled on the grass in pain.

No one knew what the pink flame was, but everyone could tell that the flame was filled with evil spirits. Xiong Di was shrewd and didn't get burned, but it seemed to have experienced great pain.

Take a closer look, where is the flame?Flame turned into a pixie-like creature, laying on top of the bugbear and scratching and biting until the bugbear kicked him off his body and crushed it.

At this time, there was finally movement in the forest.

Several figures in cloaks stepped out from behind the big tree, accompanied by the sound of howling arrows.

Their attack, however, was too late.

"The Lady of Silver is on top!" Miss Priest's attack has come from far to near. She is holding a book in one hand. On the opened pages, the holy emblem of the Virgin of Silver is burning with twilight flames. The other hand holds up the warhammer. The surface is already full of moonlight.

Taking two steps to run up and leap forward, Miss Priest's body jumped three meters high, and the war hammer fell, hitting the goblin bear directly on the head.

"Crack~"

Yellow, white, and red liquids flew up, and the sound of metal impact echoed in the forest. The two-meter-tall goblin bear let out a scream, and his body trembled a few times. After rolling on the ground and splashing a cloud of dust, not moving.

"Nice job, Miss Eleanor." Aaron couldn't help swallowing as he watched the goblin bear whose skull had been smashed into a big hole. He got up from the ground and gently patted off the dirt and grass seeds on his body. She gave a thumbs up to Miss Priest, and said with a smile, "Do you always use hammers to convince people like this?

Miss Pastor patted the robe that had been splashed with various juices in disgust. She did not show joy on her face, but stared at Aaron with burning eyes: "What is that?"

"What is what?" Aaron played dumb.

"What's that purple long whip? Aaron, I don't remember you ever believed in Ms. Torture!" Eleanor felt oppressed.

"It's a gift from Our Lady of Silver!" Aaron said immediately.

Miss Priest's voice was choked.

It's up to her how to go on.

"...What about the pink flame? The sacred flame of the Silver Virgin can only be silver, blue, and white!" She still didn't give up.

"It's the grace of Our Lady of Silver!" Aaron said very seriously.

"You..." Ms. Priest turned pale with anger, and her little hand wrapped in iron glove tightly clenched the hand of Warhammer Moon.

Is that the power of the Silver Virgin?What a fart!
Any fool can see that it is not the power of the Silver Virgin at all. The power of the Silver Virgin has always been soft and true. How could it be as evil as Aaron released it?
But Aaron is the "touched one". He went to Su Lun's kingdom of God and met the god himself.

True devout believers would not question the decision of the gods. Since Aaron said yes, the lady pastor could only assume that he was before Su Lun denied it.

This is the logic of the clergy. Even if she knew that the source of Aaron's power was wrong, with Eleanor's piety, she would not ask any more questions.

I had thought about it a long time ago. Seeing the uncomfortable and tangled state of Miss Pastor, Aaron raised the corners of his mouth calmly.

That's not just your god, it's my god too!

"Friends in the woods, can you come out?" Aaron gestured to Miss Pastor that we will talk about the problem between us later, and the young Viscount then said to the figures that flashed in the forest.

"Hello, honorable nobleman, I am sorry to have surprised you. We are Ferrara's adventure group. I am Ferrara. This is my deputy, Montero." A tall and slender man wearing The leader of the mercenary in worn-out leather armor and with a stubble on his face stepped out of the forest with several mercenaries in the same shabby clothes. His black eyes were full of caution. Aaron, who saw the pattern of the purple dragon, said in his heart what a handsome young man he was, and then moved his gaze to the lady pastor with the silver emblem of the Virgin Mary embroidered on the mask.

His eyes flickered a few times, and he introduced a shorter man in leather armor who was also dirty behind him to the two: "This is Montero, my partner."

"Hello, Mr. Ferrara, Mr. Montero, you were attacked in the forest, right?" Aaron noticed that whether it was the long-haired Ferrara or the short-haired Montero, their hair was like weeds Same haggard: "Goblin?"

"Ah, that's right." The tall and thin mercenary leader nodded again and again, pointing to a bite mark left on the leather armor: "Look, my lord, this was bitten by a goblin, the great Tempus! Your Excellency, we are a group of merchants, we came from Zambia, the goods are sausages and beer, but unfortunately we met a group of bears and goblins, as you can see, we were attacked."

"Have you been attacked?" Aaron looked at the group of people—there were at least a dozen of them, seven or eight swords, and three crossbows in their hands.

"Isn't it? Your Excellency, it's a good thing you are here, otherwise we really don't know how to deal with this goblin bear!" Ferrara approached enthusiastically, and he took out a piece of ointment from his arms: "Your Excellency, you are injured Already? I have ointment here!"

"Aaron-Salian, my name is Aaron-Salian, Viscount Salian, she is Eleanor, priest of Our Lady of Silver." He snapped his fingers, and pink flames spewed out from his fingertips: "As you can see, I am a warlock."

Seeing the pink flames emanating from Aaron's fingertips, most of the surrounding mercenaries looked surprised, and the formation that was originally surrounded by a semicircle retreated quietly.

"We rarely see warlocks in Cormyr. I thought you were a battle mage." Ferrara and Montero looked at each other. "It's not common to meet a lone noble lord in the wild."

"I am traveling under the order of Her Majesty Regent Alice Searle. Now that the mission is complete, His Majesty the Regent should be waiting for me to report back in Suzal." Aaron smiled brightly at Ferrara and Montero: "Very I am lucky to meet you all in the wild, I believe this must be a blessing from Timorah."

With His Excellency the Viscount showing a bright smile, both Ferrara and Montero felt as if a ray of bright sunshine had penetrated into their hearts, dispelling the haze of this period of time, especially the mercenary leader, he couldn't help it He secretly made a gesture to the mercenaries behind his back.

Your Excellency is very good, don't worry.

"Well, it's just right, we are going back to Suzal now, it's dangerous if there are only two people on the road, and you are obviously in trouble, why don't we go together?" Aaron said with a bright smile: "This is good for us .”

"Are you willing to go with us?" Ferrara said in surprise, and the tall and thin mercenary leader clenched his fists excitedly: "You are a spellcaster, of course we are willing to go with a spellcaster! Coincidentally, we are also planning to go to Susa Let’s go! To tell you the truth, Lord Viscount, we are actually not merchants, but mercenaries. We want to go to Suzar to see if there is any work that can be picked up. I heard that His Royal Highness has been recruiting adventurers recently. We can be regarded as a relationship. gone."

"No, you are businessmen, genuine businessmen." Aaron then smiled, and he stretched out an index finger and shook it in front of Ferrara: "Everything must be done according to the rules, but I can guarantee that other I'll take care of it."

The expression of the mercenary leader changed from stunned to shocked to sighing, and finally nodded with relief: "It is natural, Your Excellency, Viscount, I am very grateful!"

"If everything goes as smoothly as you said, we are willing to give you [-]% of the goods!"

"So, it's a deal?"

"A word is settled!"

The journey after that was much easier.

There were eighteen people in Ferrara's party, of which sixteen were warriors, one barbarian, one rogue, not even a ranger.

Such a team structure's desire for the spellcaster is obvious. Ferrara shouted to the wanderer to lead the barbarian and three warriors to explore the way ahead, and loaded the only remaining mule cart, please Aaron and Ellie promise to sit up.

Aaron refused, and the mercenary group didn't care. They loaded the few sausages and two barrels of barley wine into the mule cart and started on their way.

The mountains of Cormyr are very dangerous. Many tribes of goblins and kobolds are haunting the forest. What's more, there are some ancient monsters and mysterious sects operating in the dark. An army of orcs, the Dragon Witch Cult is active in the Forest of Kings.

The wilderness of the kingdom is always full of danger, but also full of opportunity.

However, compared to other places in the country, Cormyr seems to be very safe. The mountain roads and forest roads here are difficult to walk, and there are many patrolling troops. There are large roadside carriage hotels every few hours. Travelers can easily find shelter.

Nothing went wrong along the way, and the armed forces of Ferrara and his party were not weak. Occasionally, a few jackals were easily wiped out by the soldiers, and they were not even willing to use arrows.

Also, arrows are not a cheap thing.

What impressed Aaron deeply was that he had seen a movie "Braveheart" in his previous life, in which King Edward had a battle that left a deep impression on him.

The two armies faced each other, the elite army of England's king's knights against the Scottish highland goats.

The lieutenant asked the king if he wanted the longbowmen to shoot at the enemy?

King Edward resolutely refused: "Arrows are precious, don't waste them, let the Irish go first!"

From this comes the inequality: the life of an Irishman < the arrow of a longbowman.

Eleanor noticed this scene, and Miss Priest approached Aaron quietly, and whispered in his ear: "This group of people are a bit less like businessmen."

"No, they are businessmen." Aaron smiled mysteriously, and whispered in his ear, "I'll tell you the specific reasons when I get to the hotel. This place is not suitable."

"...I see." Eleanor was squeezed by Aaron, and a trace of blush flew across her face under the mask.

There was always a nice fragrance coming from this man, mixed with citrus, lemon and rosemary, which made her want to smell more and more.

At least... At least you don't have to endure the stench to monitor him in the future. Miss Pastor stretched out her hand to push Aaron away to express her understanding, and she still carefully watched Ferrara and the group of "businessmen".

She was still skeptical of them, and if it wasn't for Aaron's resistance, it would be almost impossible for her to agree to go with them.

Yet Aaron always has a reason.

"It is the will of the Silver Virgin!"

I'll expose you sooner or later!The pastor gritted her teeth in anger.

Aaron secretly noticed Miss Pastor's state, and he thought it would really work to play the "Suren card" against Miss Pastor.

But I still have to find a way to deal with her, otherwise, with her staring at me, it will be inconvenient for me to do many things in the future.

So, how to turn Miss Pastor into "one of my own"?

Let’s communicate in a simple way first!Aaron made up his mind, he ignored Miss Pastor, but let Ferrara and the others leave two jackals behind, and he spit out a string of languages ​​that did not come from the mortal world.

He doesn't need to understand, he just needs to activate and let the power flowing in his blood work on its own.

Three colorful darts formed by the magic field shot out from Aaron's palm, instantly detonating the heads of the two jackals.

Yes, the color of Aaron's magic is always weird, and it is very different from the color of normal magic missiles.

"Your Excellency, Viscount! Great!" The mercenary leader immediately cheered.

Ferrara took it for granted that the noble warlock was going to show them his magical ability, but when he moved his eyes to the face of the viscount, he found that the face of the viscount was frighteningly dark.

The mercenary leader finally put away his contempt in his heart.

Ferrara has seen many nobles, from the Moonsea, Zambia, Cormyr, the Valley, Amn, and Waterdeep. Most of the outstanding nobles have a common characteristic, that is, their emotions are ever-changing and unpredictable. Unable to grasp.

Be careful when dealing with such nobles!What's more, he is still a warlock with unknown strength!

"What's the matter, my lord?" the mercenary leader asked cautiously.

Aaron's face had turned from cloudy to sunny at this time, and a bright smile appeared again: "It's okay, let's move on."

"Hurry up and get to the Karan Hotel before dark."

“I can’t wait to taste the lamb stew and butter cheese.”

"Okay, my lord."

　updated!Update early today, full of sincerity!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)