It seemed that because of Aaron's choice, Alice's attitude was obviously better along the way, and even the reminder to Aaron pay attention to aristocratic etiquette was softer.

She also had to care about these details. When she became Aaron's fiancée, to some extent, it meant that Aaron would represent the Iris family.

In addition, his performance will also involve the face of the Iris family.

Alice doesn't want Aaron to let the Iris family be shamed by this little thing.

While instructing the nobles to be etiquette, she also introduced the city lord whom she had never met, "Iron Arm" Bals, a golden-level Holy Grail extraordinary person.

If the sword-type extraordinary person strengthens his body through extraordinary aura, and the gold-coin-type extraordinary person strengthens his soul through extraordinary aura, then the Holy Grail-type extraordinary person regards the extraordinary aura as a precious energy.

Through the extraordinary aura, they can turn stones into gold, activate metals, and allow creatures to break through limits...

And the iron arm Bales, as the name suggests, has been successfully converted into a metal structure by him.

In fact, a considerable number of Holy Grail Superman will try to replace certain parts of his body, like Balls, to seek stronger combat power, or to have other uses.

Alice took Aaron and the others through several attendants, and met Bals, who was chatting with Ed in the living room of the lord's mansion.

His hair was slightly gray and there were several conspicuous old claw marks on his cheeks.

But even though he was already middle-aged, he was as strong as Ed's head, and standing just like a high wall was daunting.

His right arm disappeared at the shoulder level, and replaced by a dark metal arm that was a little thicker than an adult's thigh.

What was even more shocking was that his left arm was so strong that it looked comparable to this huge artificial right arm.

Perhaps because his appearance was too oppressive, or because it was suppressed by the breath of the golden-level extraordinary person, Aaron's heart unconsciously felt a little awe.

He looked at Bales' metal right arm secretly, and unconsciously thought of the metal prosthetic body in a certain punk game. What would it look like if an arm like this would be placed on an ordinary person?

Apparently, he had long left behind the noble etiquette that Alice had just reminded him.

After several times when he showed Aaron's success with his eyes, Alice sighed helplessly, performed a standard chest caress, and took the initiative to greet him: "Lord Barrs, may the light of the griffin be with you."

"May the light of the griffin be with you." Bals nodded slightly and walked up to him. The huge metal prosthesis showed unexpected flexibility and gently held Alice's hand.

However, he glanced at Aaron, laughed heartily, and did not continue to kiss her usual hand, but lowered his head symbolically.

"This should be Master Sartre, right?" He turned to Sartre, who was following Aaron, with a passionate smile on his face.

Although Sartre hates dealing with nobles, he is not unable to communicate. He just nodded slightly, but his expression reveals a perfect distance, "It's me, Lord Bals."

"To be honest, I didn't expect that the Tower of Stars could respond to my letter so quickly. I was ready to accept that there was no prophet in the city of Laden for several months." Bals said, and walked everyone to the giant log table in the center of the living room, "Please sit down everyone."

His weight was amazing, and the chair of ordinary materials could not bear his tonnage, so he sat on a thick piece of log pile.

Sartre couldn't help but frown when he heard Bales' words.

This time he came to Leiden City, just simply chasing the instructions of fate. In fact, before meeting Aaron, he himself didn't know where he would encounter his opportunity to advance.

Moreover, the Tower of Star did not tell him any news, and he knew nothing about Balls sending a letter to the Tower of Star.

"Sorry, Lord Balls, I didn't come because of your letter."

A hint of surprise flashed in Bales' eyes, "Master Sartre, are you joking? I have received a reply from the Tower of Stars, which states that you have another apprentice from the Tower of Stars, who will help me solve this incident."

As he said that, he took out an envelope with a blue light.

Sartre knew at a glance that it was indeed a letter from the Tower of Stars, and only the Tower of Stars would luxuriously mix psychic powder into special papyrus to make a letter that could shuttle through people's dreams.

This also shows in disguise that the matter mentioned by Barrs is very important, so important that it actually requires the use of psychic letters.

Barrs glanced at Aaron and reminded him specifically, "Sir Aaron, you'd better be careful, this letter also has a extraordinary atmosphere."

Aaron could feel a kindness in his eyes and nodded without understanding.

Then Bales took apart the letter, and the psychic powder remaining on the envelope evaporated, forming a hexagram mark in the air. Then the azure-blue hexagram faded away, and a voice came from the letter.

"Dear Mr. Bals, we have received the relevant breath and residual spices you have sent us. As you are worried, we will immediately send an apprentice to investigate the matter. The apprentice's names are Sorsand and Sartre. They will assist you in investigating this matter. Please pay attention to protecting their safety and let them participate in this matter while ensuring their safety. Starlight is above, may we remain ignorant."

The sound gradually faded, and the azure blue psychic powder was exhausted, and the envelope turned into a slightly green color.

The voice sounds erratic, sometimes near and sometimes far away, but if you listen carefully, you will become more and more confused about the source of the sound.

Aaron knew that the voice should have come from this letter, but he felt that the voice came from an unknown corner in the living room.

Sartre's brows frowned even more.

Of course he recognized this illusory voice as his mentor, Julian, the voice of white robe.

The voice of the mentor, the psychic letter, and his name, these three undoubtedly confirm that Balls was not cheating on him.

However, he did not receive any notice.

It was the teacher who predicted that he would contact this matter in Leiden City, so he didn't inform him?

Looking at Sartre's expression, Balls frowned, "Don't you know about this?"

Sartre nodded calmly, glanced at Aaron, and then said to Balls: "I know now. I'm afraid there will be a wait for Sorsander's explanation. Perhaps he knows why, and he should know more."

However, he was secretly confused.

What exactly does this matter refer to?

Why did the teacher put Sorsander in charge of this matter?
Chapter completed!