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Chapter Twelve Excuse me, say it again?

Alice felt that she was still a step late after all, and when she rushed to the door of Master Sartre's address, she already felt the strong aura of the human-faced rat sect.

Obviously, a cult incident broke out here just now.

She bit her teeth and secretly regretted why she let Aaron go.

He clearly knew that he had been targeted by the Human-Faced Rat Cultivation Group!

However, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

If that's the case, you shouldn't have to marry him again, right?

Although she has the awareness of sacrificing everything for her family, she is a girl under twenty years old after all.

She can accept the political marriage between the nobles, but she can marry a penniless aristocrat...

Besides, this nobleman actually sold his family's sword?

Fortunately, as long as he is contaminated and becomes a member of the Human-faced Rat Cult, he will not be able to protect his aristocratic status.

It is impossible for the Kingdom of Agrant to make a cult aristocrat.

No matter how harsh the family is, it will not be involved in any connection with the cultists.

With this idea, she didn't bother to knock on the door, and shouted loudly, and smashed the wooden door with her shield.

For a bronze-level sword-like extraordinary person, breaking this wooden door is easy.

If the difference between ordinary people and the extraordinary people of the Black Iron Level is whether they can accept and understand the extraordinary aura, then the difference between the Black Iron Level and the Bronze Level lies in whether they start to use the extraordinary aura.

For example, the extraordinary person in the sword system will use his will to guide the extraordinary aura, and temper the body with this extraordinary aura, constantly strengthening his body.

It is also in the bronze level that we have a distinction between professions. According to the different ways of using extraordinary aura, we have four major systems: gold coin system, sword system, scepter system and holy grail system.

However, Alice now wishes she was just an ordinary person.

It's so embarrassing!

As she rushed into the room, she only saw two stunned faces of Sartre and Aaron.

Aaron had no distortion, the room was simple and neat, and there was no trace of battle at all. Master Sartre was using psychic powder to dispel the aura of cult in the room.

Obviously, she seemed to have made a mistake in the way to enter the door.

"Dear Ms. Alice, what's wrong with you?" Sartre reacted quickly, calmed down, and said coldly, while secretly smuggling.

He actually forgot to set up several protective barriers before holding the enlightenment ceremony.

Any ritual involving souls generally requires the protection of the caster, especially for enlightenment.

The subject only relies on the connection between psychic powder and physical body to barely enter the edge of the dream world. Once the real world changes, it is very likely to interfere with the link, and the consequences are almost equivalent to forcibly interrupting the enlightenment ritual!

If Alice had come half a step earlier, it would have been very likely to directly interfere with the ceremony, and the result would have been almost unpredictable.

Even if his teacher Julian was present, he might not be able to recover Aaron's lost soul in a very short time.

The souls of ordinary people can only support a few breaths in the dream world without any protection.

Aaron is an important help to his future advancement, and Alice's behavior is undoubtedly a deliberate murder!

"I..." Alice was speechless. Of course she could feel the anger from Sartre, and knew that she had done something stupid. "I felt the breath of cultists here. I suspected that Master, you were assassinated, and did not expect that you were performing an enlightenment ceremony."

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, and took advantage of the time she put away the sword and calmed down slightly and found an excuse to excuse herself.

Sartre also realized that he had also made the mistake of writing into textbooks. His face was faintly hot, and it was difficult to continue to take advantage of the topic and pursued it. He snorted coldly, "Now you have confirmed that nothing has happened here. Please go back. We will change another room later."

He looked around, glanced at the door panel that had been completely smashed, and looked at Alice with a slanted eye.

He was a noble prophet and Julian's apprentice. In terms of identity, he was no worse than the Agrant Iris family, and he could not hide his disgust.

At this time, Ed rushed in, saw the scene inside the house, and keenly felt something was wrong, and asked in a low voice: "Miss, are you okay?"

Alice shook her head, looked at Aaron who was watching quietly by the side, and asked, "Did you bring that sword?"

Ed was stunned, then reacted and said, "Miss, I came in a hurry and didn't bring it with me..."

"You go back and get it now."

Ed glanced at Sartre and Aaron, responded respectfully, and turned around and left.

"Sword? What sword?" Aaron noticed Alice staring at him all the way while talking. He vaguely felt that the sword seemed to be related to him, and asked curiously.

Alice had just suffered a little loss at Sartre, and her tone was a little bad, "Your sword, dear Lord Aaron, the family sword you mortgaged to William's Blacksmith's shop."

Aaron was speechless for a moment and wanted to make a few quibbling words, but he still wisely did not speak and could only complain in his heart.

What you want to blame is Aaron, who no longer knows where he is. What does it have to do with me, Qin Ming?

After becoming a transcendent, he could feel Alice's power more clearly and the gap in strength between the two of them.

Can this be called "Fuxin"?

A real man can bend and stretch!

"Thank you for redeem the sword for me." Aaron performed a noble ceremony in his memory.

Alice's face was slightly relaxed, and she bent over and gave a gift.

Although this man is a bit bastard and his salute is not standard, he at least knows that he should salute...

"Miss Alice, how much is the ransom for this sword?" Sartre said.

He held an enlightenment ceremony for Aaron, theoretically he was half of Aaron's mentor. In the next period of time, he had to act with Aaron, so he naturally needed to help Aaron solve some unnecessary troubles.

For example, Alice, the third lady of the Iris family, would actually help an unknown down-and-out nobleman redeem the family's sword?

Sartre was quite clear about the faces of these nobles, and they had only interests in their stupid minds.

"Master Sartre, this is just a small amount of money." Alice said lightly.

The Albert family's family sword is just a slightly sophisticated long sword. It has not been enchanted by the Holy Grail Superman, nor has it been blessed by the gold-coin prophet, and it is not worth much money.

As the third lady of the Iris family, she naturally won’t take this little money seriously.

"But why did you redeem the family sword for me?" Aaron keenly grasped this key point.

Alice's face froze and she said reluctantly: "Because you are my fiancé."

Her speech was low and vague, and she completely lost the momentum she had just now.

Clam?

Aaron scratched his head, "Sorry, I didn't hear it clearly, please say it again?"
Chapter completed!
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