Even though Balls was extremely determined and had seen strong winds and waves, he couldn't help but change his face at this time.

He had a premonition of the next plot.

But before he could speak, Smith responded with a sneer, "What? Sewer incident? Then why do you have such a strong cult aura on you, and no one else?"

I was really sleepy and someone gave me a pillow. This time, Smith was the one who helped me.

Aaron followed the conversation with an innocent expression, "Yes, I don't know, maybe we should go to the sewer to take a look."

"Okay, that's the end of this matter." Barrs simply interrupted Smith, who was still trying to speak, "The dance party is about to begin. Since it's a member of the Iris Store, please pay more attention to Dagus and Miss Alice."

As he said that, he swept around everyone and took the lead in turning around and walking towards the entrance of the corridor.

He is the lord of Leiden City and a golden-level extraordinary person. Since he has said such words, everyone else will give him face no matter what.

Smith glanced at Aaron hatefully, then curled his lips at Dagus before leaving.

Just when everyone thought that the little episode was over, Aaron silently continued a short piece of music for it.

He watched Bales coming downstairs, but suddenly said loudly: "Lord Bales, guess where did Sartre and Sorsander who were not present tonight?"

The conversation was laid out for this sentence!

Aaron had realized that there might be something in the sewer!

Alice looked at Aaron for no reason. When she took Aaron away, she clearly saw Sartre and Sorsander staying in the room to check the accounts.

Where else can they go?

Ed frowned, and he didn't react. Only a glimmer flashed in Daggers's eyes and he looked at Aaron seriously.

It seems that this young man is even more powerful than he imagined...

Balls stopped, and he stood there for a few breaths before turning slowly, with an expressionless expression on his face, "Grand of Aaron, you are lying."

"Yes," Aaron shrugged indifferently, very calmly, "I'm just lying."

"But!" He showed a sarcastic sarcasm on his face, "Lord Balls, do you dare to bet?"

The atmosphere on the field became subtle, and everyone still on the scene realized that there was a hidden undercurrent in this somewhat confused statement.

"His Excellency Aaron, if you are provoking me, you have indeed succeeded." Barrs looked up and down at Aaron and said very seriously.

"You are still despising me until now, Lord Bals." Aaron sighed, "Just because I am just a black iron rank? Do you think I am just a down-and-out noble?"

Aaron walked casually to the railing, looked down at the hall that was revived under his eyes, and said calmly: "Lord Barrs, I want to know what I want to know."

A down-and-out nobleman born in a noble family and a living in such a world where extraordinary phenomena emerge one after another, no matter how incompetent he is, he will not know nothing about extraordinary information.

This is the biggest doubt in itself.

Moreover, can a small and ruined family actually attract the sight of the Iris family?

There is also something wrong with this marriage.

But so far, neither Alice, Ed, nor even Daigus, who had just met him, showed no malice and had been providing help intentionally or unintentionally.

Sartre mentioned this point in the past few days of recuperation, and also told him obscurely that the Iris family may have bad intentions.

All this breaking down requires clues and additional information.

For Aaron, every piece of information is precious and must be won.

He could only feel that he seemed to be in the layout of a grass-gray snake line, but he didn't know what the plan was and what he needed to pay for.

However, he knew that once such a layout was launched, the cost would be astonishingly great.

Mostly he can't afford this price.

He must find out his plan in advance and find a way to break the deadlock or get out!

"Grandpa Aaron, if you really want to know, then I will never tell you." A hideous smile appeared on Balls's face, "What can you do to pry open my mouth? I am the city lord and a superb golden rank. In Leiden City, as long as I don't want to say, who can let me speak?"

A majestic aura surged out, and he slightly activated his metal right arm in front of everyone. Looking at the magic runes surrounding the metal right arm, he raised his chin slightly and cast a contemptuous look at Aaron.

Alice quietly held Aaron's hand, glanced at Bars, and whispered: "Okay, Aaron, let's stop here."

The Iris family is not afraid of a city lord of Leiden City, but there is no need to offend a golden-level extraordinary person.

What's more, she really can't represent the Iris family, or in other words, only Daigus and Ed can stand by her.

"Alice..." Aaron looked at her, with an expression on his face as serious and serious as ever, "We all know that maintaining contact is just that thin engagement, and I have never even seen that engagement. Putting aside this contact, if, just if, this time, I need your help, will you stand by me, Miss Alice?"

For the first time, Alice saw the blooming flames in the eyes of this lazy bastard in front of her, and the determination contained in it even made her dare not look directly at it.

Is this really the bastard who sold his family's sword and hangs in a tavern?

Although there was no explanation, she could understand that this might be the first and last chance this man gave her.

She has been observing him these days, but isn't he the same?

This familiar tone and look only reminded her of her father, Grand Duke Iris.

At that time, she was called into the study. With the eyes of the grand duke, she made the choice he wanted.

No matter how she convinced herself, in the end, the voice wandering deep in her heart was still gloomy.

She knew that she didn't want to, nor did she like it, but she was going to do it.

As she emphasized, it is a family engagement and an obligation that must be carried out.

It's just an obligation, that's all.

However, under almost the same look, the man in front of him handed over the power of choice to her.

It is a real return without any hypocritical politeness.

She truly got the opportunity to choose.

From his eyes, she knew that he had made all preparations.

Regardless of whether she agreed or not, he would accept it calmly.

In a sense, she may be both important and not important.

She wrinkled her nose, feeling a little angry.

Even though I know that I will stick to the engagement, I still have to ask?

Is it over?

However, her voice was faintly filled with a hint of excitement: "Mr. Aaron, you should call me Mrs. Albert."
Chapter completed!