Aaron has always been very self-aware of himself. When choosing, he specially chose a few war horses that looked more docile.

Whether in his past or present life, he had never tried riding a horse, let alone galloping on a war horse.

If he accidentally gets into a irritable war horse after going out, he might be thrown away or kicked away.

Even if his physique is different from ordinary people, he doesn't want to experience the feeling of being kicked or blown away by a war horse.

As for Alice, as the daughter of the Iris family, although she has never raised a horse, the Iris family does not lack equestrian teaching.

Although her riding skills cannot be compared with those of the kingdom veterans, she is already many times better than someone with a riding level lv1.

In fact, without considering the armor, Alice, who is an extraordinary sword-type man, has a speed of running no less than these carefully raised war horses.

It is worth pointing out that although only when you reach the silver level will you distinguish between professions, most of the people who can access the extraordinary path will decide their future development direction in advance.

Therefore, to be precise, the bronze level is like the reserve of the silver level, which is a preparation made by the extraordinary in advance for future advancement.

Even if it is only at the bronze level, the extraordinary person itself has certain abilities due to his tendency to abilities, just like Sartre can hold ceremonies at the bronze level, and Alice's physical fitness at the bronze level is far beyond ordinary people.

However, the generation of the inscription of the Talisman is more like a cognitive summary and expression of the extraordinary power by the extraordinary, and it is more like a product of further expressing and describing the vague understanding of the bronze level.

The black iron level condenses the aura, the bronze level condenses the card, and the silver level brandes the inscriptions on this card.

Ron made his breath one by one at his wooden railings, and accompanied it with traces of his sword-patterned badge to show that these war horses had been decided.

After that, he only needs to apply to the organization to report, and naturally someone will record the whereabouts of these war horses.

"By the way, Mr. Aaron, Miss Alice, these war horses are the property of the Sword of the Sky, so..."

"We will be careful to love." Aaron nodded and continued the conversation.

No matter how brave he and Alice are, they will not dare to embezzle the war horse of the hanging sword.

In this era of parallel animal power and machinery, horses are still a valuable means of production, not to mention carefully trained war horses.

Not only do these war horses have corresponding logos, which can make people see their origins at a glance, but their logos also cover most of the horse's legs. The lines made of special potions cannot be washed away, which further eliminates the despicable behavior of destroying the skin and trying to resell.

Moreover, even if the epidermis is deliberately destroyed, a large piece of scar is enough for a discerning person to see the origin of his war horse at a glance.

"No," Ron pulled the corner of his mouth, smiled silently, looked around subconsciously, and then lowered his voice and said, "If you encounter danger, you can boldly throw down your war horse without worrying about the punishment of the hanging sword."

Clam?

Aaron was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at Ron again, confirming that he was not joking.

Even Alice couldn't help but frown, she didn't know what Ron was thinking.

"You are the investigator of the Sword of the Sky, how can you..."

Ron shrugged, "Mr. Aaron, believe me, as the holy instrument, I know more about the teachings of the Hanging Sword than you, in fact, we are only responsible for dealing with the fallen nobles, and as for the rest, everything is acceptable."

Seeing Aaron still having some doubts, Ron continued, "Mr. Aaron, don't you know? Every investigator will be watched by the hanging sword. If we violate the doctrine, He will deal with us personally without others."

He pointed silently at the top of his head, as if the simple sword was hanging high above his head.

"We oversee the nobles of the kingdom, and we are also supervised by Him. Since He has not taken action, it proves that my actions have been acquiesced by Him. In fact, the value of war horses is simply not worth mentioning compared to our lives."

Every investigator must go through more than a dozen exams, including combat training, discipline training, doctrine assessment, etc. After being confirmed to be loyal to the king and the holy artifact, the Hanging Sword, they must personally experience the extraordinary events created by the Hanging Sword and come out alive.

If a hundred people participate in the assessment, no more than ten people may survive in the end.

If so, their lives are indeed much more expensive than war horses.

Looking at Ron's look as if he was taken for granted, Aaron couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

What is this called?

Reasonable loss of duty?

"However, Mr. Aaron, Miss Alice, I have to remind you that this is limited to special circumstances that are forced." Ron emphasized again, "Under normal circumstances, these war horses need to be returned. Of course, as long as you return the war horses at any stronghold of the suspended sword in the Kingdom of Agrant, that's fine."

Speaking of this, Ron put away his smile and became a little serious, "Mr. Aaron, Miss Alice, although we are only a simple contractual relationship, I do not want you to die because of it, and even consider giving up me when necessary. He teaches us that fighting the fallen nobles is the right of all, and an obligation to us."

Before Aaron and Alice could feel a little solemn in their hearts, Ron quickly changed his face, with a little bit of injustice, "Of course, I have to save me if I can save this task. After completing this task, according to the organization's regulations, I can retire."

For a moment, Aaron didn't know which face was the real Ron.

Or... both?

"But Mr. Ron, I have to remind you that I cannot contact the Tower of Star for the time being. I am afraid that the Tower of Star will be helpful..."

"Ao, I remembered this. Just yesterday, I received a message about the Tower of Stars, but it was just a brief message. It didn't say in detail. It only said that the Tower of Stars seemed to have undergone a change, and I don't know what happened."

Ron inadvertently stroked the sword-patterned badge on the neckline and said, "I heard that even the city of Ekhtaton seems to be able to see strange phenomena even across a desert."

"Is there something wrong with the Tower of Stars?" Aaron was shocked and blurted out subconsciously.

Calculate the time, should Sartre and Sorsand also arrive at the Tower of Stars?

"I don't know much about the specific situation. According to the judgment within the organization, it seems that it is the appearance of a certain ritual. Maybe the Tower of Stars is holding a large-scale ritual."

"ceremony?"

"The details need to be made to wait for the statement of the Tower of Stars. The entire Tower of Stars is currently blocked, and no one knows what happened."

Ron glanced at Aaron meaningfully.

"This means..." Aaron sighed secretly, and finally knew why Ron called him to come over and choose a battle horse today.
Chapter completed!