As the son of the first earl, the earl of Meny is over seventy years old and looks extremely old.
But when he looked at the spider mask on Aaron's face, his expression became unusually excited: "Are you... from the Shadow Spider?"
"I am the new generation warlock leader of the Shadow Spiders, you can call me Angola!"
A smile appeared at the corner of Aaron's mouth: "Did you come to me for the matter of the Star Highlands airship?"
Now, it's time for selection again.
"Yes, there have been two gifted warlocks in my family recently. I hope you can take them to see them. One of them is Juliet..."
Count Meny sighed: "It's a pity... women are always prone to indulge in beautiful love fantasies."
"The agreement signed by Teacher Andrew before does not seem to include this item."
Aaron was silent for a moment and answered like this.
"Please do your best, there are no other sorcerer apprentices in the family..."
A look of helplessness appeared on Count Meni's face: "And the Meni family is willing to pay enough...as long as you are satisfied."
"Then you can give it a try." Aaron's smile widened: "Are you looking forward to this opportunity? Is there someone with a fifth-level qualification in your family?"
"No, no, of course not!"
Earl Meni shook his hands wildly: "It's just that according to the news from the Misri family, this time the scale of recruiting apprentices in Warlock Continent is larger than before, and the standards will be relaxed..."
"oh?"
Aaron was a little surprised, but he still understood that there must be a monster when something went wrong: "Aren't you afraid of danger?"
"Of course I'm afraid, but the deeds of Minnie's ancestors tell us... for the sake of the family, a warlock must be in charge."
Count Chimeni replied with a wry smile.
In fact, he hoped that someone could become Angola's teacher, but the other party obviously didn't have this intention.
"Since you have made up your mind, I have no objection. Let them meet in the birch forest in three days."
Aaron nodded, and he was going to continue sending a few Shadow Spider talents as cannon fodder.
As for those man-made talents of the "Wings of Hermes"?
They took another route.
Only when you cast your net so wide can you catch the big fish!
late at night.
Aaron changed into a dark windbreaker and wore the golden mask of the Harpy, and came to a stronghold of Wings of Hermes.
Here, several tough young men and women are already waiting.
Each of them has a dry temperament. Compared with Juliet, they are like the difference between a tiger and a sheep.
After all... the demon hunter's trial is quite terrifying, and being able to survive is the most cruel screening.
Compared to the descendants of the sorcerer family, Aaron was more optimistic about these people.
After all, each of them possesses the transformative power of a master demon hunter!
"I've said everything that needs to be said...Organization training, you just want to come up with an official warlock...
To the mainland, the entire Wings of Hermes belongs to you. Currently, the organization only has a few apprentices, and its strength is still very weak, but for you, we have invested a lot of effort..."
Aaron, who had been promoted to an official warlock long ago, told lies without blinking an eyelid.
"And... there is still room for improvement in your bloodline. These technologies are in the hands of the organization. Go... to the Warlock Continent and gain your glory. The organization is proud of you!"
In the end, he even showed his trump card."
It has to be said that these demon hunters who have been transplanted with the blood of the blood-thirsty mad bird are really unlikely to be promoted to official warlocks. If they want to succeed, the blood of the blood-thirsty banshee in their hands is indispensable.
This is a scarce resource!
By the time I was finished with these apprenticeship matters, a year had passed.
Contrary to Aaron's expectation, this time the aerostat was not selective, and all the apprentices sent were accepted as ordered, which gave him a bad feeling.
This looks... like it's collecting cannon fodder.
But since it was other people who died anyway, Aaron didn't feel bad and just went with them.
What he was really happy about was that the apprentice he sent to the Warlock Continent last time also gained something.
Several large boxes of thick diaries found their way into the hands of Shadow Spider.
Aaron poured himself a glass of red wine, lay on the sofa, and opened a pink diary.
[I would like to dedicate this to my beloved relatives and friends...]
[The life on the airship is very depressing, and the hierarchy among warlocks is very strict, even for apprentices...the big shots above don't care, and seem to be deliberately cultivating this awareness...]
[I heard that the situation is very chaotic, and some girls even use their bodies as bargaining chips...]
This little girl named Nancy is the apprentice Aaron sent to her last time.
The other party is very keen and smart.
Even the talent and qualifications are not bad.
But it is a pity that the other party still died, but before his death, he made a will and used contributions to have all the relics transported back.
While sipping red wine and reading the diary, Aaron felt another completely different life.
Compared to the unfortunate and miserable Alexander, Nancy, as a girl, is more thoughtful and even inquires about the assignment before getting off the ship.
Then, after being selected, she joined a black-robed warlock organization called 'The Cabin in the Woods' and became an apprentice pharmacist.
It must be said that she was quite talented in pharmacy, and she was quickly spotted by an official warlock and accepted as a student. Her luck was much better than Alexander's.
However... Pharmacy requires a lot of initial investment of resources, and Nancy has always refused conditional contracts with other warlock families, resulting in a life that is not very good.
In the end, she was reluctantly promoted to a senior apprentice, but she encountered an accident during a trip and was assassinated by a mid-level apprentice from a hostile warlock organization.
Well, even if you are a high-level apprentice with few advanced witchcraft skills and little actual combat experience, it is not unimaginable to be killed by an enemy one level below you.
However, after becoming a formal warlock, this kind of thing rarely happens.
After all, a big level gap at this time is simply as difficult as reaching the sky.
"Another apprentice who fell before the threshold of a formal warlock... Nancy worked hard to practice pharmacy and save money in order to become a formal warlock. She forgot to cultivate her own combat power. She is a parallel import... When she encounters a strong enemy, she will naturally rush to the street."
Aaron carefully tasted this period of the other person's life and gained many insights.
However, after reading a box of diaries, he went back and found a few lines of description:
[I want to get the 'Water of Life', but the process is too difficult -... It needs to be reviewed by several reviewers... I want to ask the teacher for help, but the teacher is not here... It is said that a huge ruin was discovered in the east, which attracted her there
...]
[I haven't been able to wait for the teacher's reply... It seems that the ruins are quite important. I heard that the ruins came from ancient times thousands of years ago. It seems to be the ruins left by a warlock named Urobo. Among them were opened
Many secret magic gardens. How happy it would be if you could go in and collect medicinal herbs... No, Nancy, you have to be careful, you may not even be able to defeat a single medicinal plant in the official magician's medicinal garden...]
It has been determined that the teacher died in the Urobo ruins. No... I have to go out. The teachers’ enemies in the college will not let us students go...]
"It can be seen that Nancy's last attempt to escape failed..."
"But...the ruins of Urobo?"
Aaron ran his fingers over this line of text and fell into deep thought.
He has not forgotten that in the cosmic civilization where Blue Star is located, there is a group of people who call themselves ‘Urobo Warlocks’!
It was thanks to their technical assistance that the Laniakea Alliance completed the dimensionality reduction technology!
"Here - there were Urobo warlocks who explored it and left ruins?"
"Is it a gift from another dimensionality reducer?"
An expression of interest appeared on Aaron's face.
But soon, he calmed down: "Next time... Next time, let the apprentices explore for me... That ruins are too dangerous, even the official warlocks have fallen, I was stupid to go there!"
…
In the blink of an eye, another fifty years have passed.
In the castle.
Aaron glanced at the seal on his left hand.
The mark of the inverted triangle is still there, but it has become a little dark and blurry, and the little snake in it is ready to move.
Seeing this scene, his expression became a little dazed.
As the power of the seal loosens, those curses and evil thoughts will find him again, with all kinds of auditory hallucinations, visions, and gibbering...
They will appear one after another, and in the end, it will definitely be another fierce battle!
"If there is really no research information on curses in the Warlock Continent, then I will have to do it myself..."
"Although I am only 60 to 70 percent sure of my previous plan, it can barely hold up..."
At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Someone...is trying to use witchcraft to locate me?"
Aaron murmured and glanced at the attribute column:
[Name: Aaron (Zorro)]
[Talent: Immortality]
【Age:459】
[Level 1 witchcraft: Wings of Hermes, Snake Scales, Eyes of Phantom Sound...]
Over the years, his willpower has not made much progress, but he has developed a lot of level 1 witchcraft!
In terms of strength... Aaron doesn't know how strong he is!
Move forward a little in time.
Beyond Adelson Island.
The wind howled, the lightning flashed and the thunder thundered.
An embarrassed figure was 'thrown' out of the heavy rain.
He has eyes like a pair of falcons, pursed lips with a determined look, and a huge scorpion tattoo on his face.
Even for a formal warlock, without the protection of an aerospace craft, it would be a bit more dangerous to pass through the territory of those weather demons..."
"However, my luck is really good. In front of me is the continent of Adsen, no, the island!"
"I...Charlemagne is finally back!"
A ferocious smile appeared on his face, he briefly identified the direction, and sped away quickly.
Castle.
Aaron is enjoying afternoon tea.
rustle!
Groups of guards suddenly walked out of the woods.
The leader was a duchess.
She has fiery red curly hair and looks very heroic in her military uniform.
At this time, he was looking admiringly at the young man next to him with a scorpion tattoo on his face. "Lord Charlemagne - we have found it."
"Um!"
Charlemagne looked at a crystal ball in his hand.
This is the senior executive of the Wings of Hermes that he captured. The other person had been in contact with the warlock apprentice in the organization, and he had a trace of it.
Even so, his attempts to use witchcraft to locate himself did not go well.
After many failures in a row, I was able to determine the approximate scope. Finally, with the help of the secular nobles, I found the castle.
"Yo!"
Aaron stood on the balcony and said hello: "I remember you...Charlemagne, the apprentice who was sent to the Warlock Continent! You are back? It's obviously still fifty years before the next selection..."
"Old guy..."
Charlemagne's voice was low: "Give me the blood of the Crow of Hermes! I don't want to kill you -... you have to know that you are facing an official warlock! I'm back to take over everything that belongs to me!"
"Oh? Have you been promoted?"
Aaron nodded: "Coming back this time, it's not just Kai who covets the precious bloodline preserved by our organization... It's more likely that he can't survive in the Warlock Continent, right? Let me think about it, something is happening on the Warlock Continent.
Is it a war? That’s why you were recruiting so hard last time? Aren’t you afraid of being arrested when you sneak back here?”
"What?"
The Grand Duchess next to her was excited.
She is also a member of a warlock family. She originally thought she could get along with an official warlock, but she never thought... that the other person might be a criminal evading military service?
Charlemagne had a strange expression on his face, as if he had been whipped, but he soon became nonchalant.
"You know too much... not to mention... the law enforcement team may not find Aderson Island..."
"etc!"
The expression on his face suddenly became a little confused: "Why...do I have to tell you so much?"
"Of course this is because... you are not as strong as me."
Aaron's eyes were shining.
The Eye of Phantom Sound!
The next moment, a pair of broken wings sprouted from his back, and he jumped down from the high castle.
Bang!
Charlemagne was in a daze when he was punched in the face and knocked far away.
If it weren't for the scarlet robe appearing on his body, he might even have been seriously injured!
"quick!"
"Fire the arrow!"
The Grand Duchess let out a scream.
"You made a wrong choice, woman...you actually tried to interfere in the duel between two warlocks..."
Aaron sighed and reached out to grab it!
Puff!
Each knight, including the Duchess, had their blood vessels burst and fell down.
Opposite me, Charlemagne stood up, his expression becoming extremely solemn: "A formal warlock? Were you deceiving me back then?!"
He cried out very wronged.
"Idiot! The organization draws you a cake, and you still take it seriously? Inherit everything that belongs to you? Wait until I die!"
Aaron had only one comment on this, and charged again.
"Arrow of Corrosion!"
Charlemagne recited the incantation quickly, and a dark green arrow appeared and shot towards Aaron quickly.
Aaron drew an elegant arc in mid-air and dodged.
But the next moment, the arrow also turned the corner and caught up with Aaron.
Tsk!
Countless corrosive acids splashed all over Aaron."
"Success!"
Seeing this scene, Charlemagne had a winner's smile on his face.
