There was nothingness around him, and he stood in the siege of darkness.

It was still a familiar environment. To be honest, Aaron was already very familiar with this darkness.

"What will it be this time?" Aaron murmured, "Is it the dream world? Or..."

"Listen to Aaron, you have to be prepared. Power comes at a price." The old voice came from nowhere, illusory, as if it was right beside your ears, and as if it was far away in the sky.

Aaron was stunned. He could clearly tell the voice that was the voice of Old Albert.

Is this what he said to him?

Acquiring power requires a price, so what is the price?

After several encounters, Aaron knew that his cheap dad was probably not as simple as he remembered. He probably left some unknown means and back-ups.

But whether these methods are the legacy he left to Aaron will have to be discussed for a long time.

If it was really the legacy of the Albert family, then Aaron would not have known nothing, and if he really had the expectation and burden of revitalizing the family, he would not have done such a ridiculous thing as selling the manor to gambling money, selling the family's sword to buy wine and drinking.

But strangely, it seems that Aaron should have known some of the situation, or he should have even been a participant.

"Yes, father, I'm ready at any time." A familiar and unfamiliar voice came into Aaron's ears.

The feeling was particularly wonderful. On one hand, Aaron could clearly recognize that it was his voice, but on the other hand, he felt that the voice did not seem to be what he said.

At least, according to the style of the playboy before, I can't say such a steady and consistent tone.

Aaron could still hear some excitement and impatience from this voice.

"Aaron, my child, I know you've been looking forward to this moment, but you have to remember that it's a curse, it's not a force, I don't want you to go astray, especially you..."

"Father, please believe me, I can do it!" Aaron's voice interrupted the old Albert's words without hesitation, but his anxious voice became more and more ethereal until it completely faded.

Aaron, who listened quietly, heard only the last sigh, "May ancestors forgive my mistakes."

That was the words of Old Albert and the last voice Aaron could hear.

Then everything returned to silence and no sound came out.

An inexplicable force pulled Aaron, and in a strong sense of weightlessness, Aaron subconsciously bounced off the bed.

At this time, the sun was bright outside the window, and the golden sunlight shot into the room through the glass window, casting several angular beams. Aaron could even see a lot of dust fluttering gently in the light.

The familiar room was set to remind Aaron that this was their home and his bedroom.

"Are you awake?" Alice, who was lying beside her, was awakened by his movements, rubbed her sleepy eyes and said lazily.

Perhaps because she didn't wake up, Alice rarely showed a bit of cute and silly expression.

"Now it's..." Aaron hesitated for a moment, but still didn't ask the idiotic question "Why are you here?"

"You slept for about two days and one night. I think about it. Ron and the people in the Chamber of Commerce said that you were just losing your strength, just pay more attention to rest." Alice obviously didn't sleep enough, and yawned very unlady, "Ron said it's okay, but I'm a little worried about you."

For her, a rich daughter who values ​​aristocratic etiquette, such an impolite act should not have happened.

"How is the situation?"

"Scene? What's going on? Are you talking about that Miss Lena?"

Speaking of Lena, Alice finally took a little serious point, "She seemed to have escaped."

Clam?

Escaped?!

Aaron's original sleepiness that had remained still returned to zero in an instant, "Didn't it mean that the Sword of the Sky Hanging has been launched?"

Although he had not personally experienced the power of the holy weapon and the hanging sword, it was a holy weapon after all. Even if the power of the projection was weakened, it would not be impossible to kill even a silver-level extraordinary person, right?

"I heard from Ron that she finally took the risk of using shadow jumping. After being injured by the Sword of the Sky, she escaped into the Shadow World. Even the Sword of the Sky could not track her breath. However, such cross-border teleportation behavior, even if it was only disturbed by sporadic points, may be disastrous for the teleportation result. Maybe she has lost in the Shadow World and will never come back."

Speaking of this, Alice couldn't help but touch the wound on her face that had almost healed. Lena once left a wound on her face.

Even though she was a warrior who was focused on polishing her body and had thin mountain giant blood, the wound healed much faster, but after looking in the mirror several times, she had to frown and admit that there was a scar on her face that was invisible to the naked eye.

Although it took to get in front of the mirror and carefully examined it, it was also a big deal for Alice.

"Is there no way to completely investigate her trace?" Aaron did not notice Alice's little thoughts, and his attention was all on this unknown Lena.

What a joke? Although there are too many lice, there are too many revenges that come out for no reason?

First, the human-faced rat came to the door for no reason, and then because of the Lord of Bals, he became a grudge with the Yugtus family. Now he has formed a bond with this crazy, arrogant and arrogant spirit-calling witch, and maybe he will offend the Moon Tower because of this.

Even he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

God is pitiful to see that he is honest and down-to-earth, and he doesn't take the initiative to provoke anyone. He just asks him to get it.

He is a good citizen who abides by laws and regulations.

"No, at least not yet. Ron mentioned that he would report to the organization and suggest that Lena be wanted nationwide and treat Lena as a top criminal." Alice was silent for a moment, and then said: "You fainted that day and didn't see it. In fact, about three or four hundred civilians died in that disaster."

Even if the aura of natural disaster was not completely activated, the phenomenon of its overflowing is deadly enough for some people.

What Alice didn't know was that the number she mentioned was actually just the number of deaths, and there were different symptoms such as dementia, coma, and even unable to sleep.

Natural disasters are disasters that extraordinary people cannot resist. For ordinary people, even if they are infected with a little, or even just take a look, they may die.

Human life is just a number in the face of natural disasters.

Even though Alice, as a nobleman, has always been more indifferent to civilians, she rarely showed some sympathy this time.
Chapter completed!