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It was late at night. After bidding farewell to Earl Hall, Aaron picked up Evelyn, who was lying on Susie's head, and left Earl Hall with Avonie, leaving the bicycle there.
Sitting in the carriage on the way home, Avonie's small face was flushed. Not having to abide by the rules and various noble etiquettes as she did at home, she had an exceptionally good time today.
Looking at Aaron, Avonie suddenly showed a cunning smile:
"Aaron, when you and the Earl went upstairs to talk, I felt that Sister Audrey was very concerned about you."
Aaron raised an eyebrow, coughed dryly: "What do children know? Don't talk nonsense."
Avonie looked at Aaron's expression, suddenly chuckled, and said with a hint of haughtiness:
"Hmph, this is a woman's intuition. Also, Aaron, be honest, do you like Sister Audrey?"
Aaron pretended not to hear the latter question and gave his overly energetic younger sister a friendly flick on the forehead.
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On Friday, June 18, 1346, at 12 AM, Aaron appeared on the throne in the magnificent palace. His figure moved to the first high-backed chair on the lower left, and dark golden mist gathered, revealing a grand, illusory figure on the throne.
As Aaron's spirituality spread, four figures immediately appeared on the stone chairs at the very bottom. After everyone bowed, this week's Chaos Council began.
Over the past month, all members had become familiar with the council's procedures and began exchanging their respective information.
Ferran stood up and spoke first: "Another new Pirate Admiral has been born, none other than Qilangos. His title is now Vice Admiral Hurricane."
He then explained in detail: "This Monday, Qilangos encountered Vice Admiral Dusk, and their fleets engaged. Although Qilangos was somewhat inferior, he fought back and forth."
"This Wednesday, after Qilangos plundered a warship transporting supplies to the Rorsted Archipelago, Loen announced a bounty of 10,000 pounds on Qilangos, and he officially became the seventh Pirate Admiral."
The other members listened with interest. For most of them, the ocean was still relatively distant for now, but the opportunity to broaden their horizons was precious to everyone.
Seeing that Ferran had nothing more to add, Checker stood up and said:
"The God of Knowledge and Wisdom Church in Azshara, the capital of Lenberg, is currently recruiting several experienced bounty Hunters."
"For some personal reasons, I participated in this operation, and the information I gathered is that they plan to have these recruited bounty Hunters travel by ship with the Church's bishops and priests to West Balam, Cookawa City in the Northern State, Southern Continent."
"Cookawa City in the Northern State? I remember that is an area actually controlled and led by Mesagnes, and behind him stands Luca, a demigod of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom Church."
"Could there be a demigod hidden among the God of Knowledge and Wisdom Church personnel who are about to go to Cookawa City?"
After listening to Checker's narration, Aaron thought to himself and then said:
"There might be a demigod of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom Church hidden among the personnel going to the Southern Continent, named Lucca Brewster. He might be replacing the original bishop to be responsible for various affairs of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom Church in West Balam."
"You can pay attention. His physical characteristics are that he usually wears a simple white robe with brass-colored threads, has completely white hair, and gray-green eyes."
Louise and the other four below looked at each other. If they hadn't known that this person was the Lord of Order's Blessed, they would have couldn't help but suspect whether His Excellency the Blessed was an internal member of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom Church?
Seeing that no one continued to speak or ask questions, Aaron began the trading session. Looking at the size of the light in the depths of everyone's spirituality below, Aaron had a vague guess.
Checker stood up first and respectfully addressed Aaron: "Mr. Blessed, I am willing to exchange 600 pounds for a Sequence 8 'Provoker' Beyonder characteristic."
"It seems the commission given by the God of Knowledge and Wisdom Church is quite a lot; he gathered the money so quickly," Aaron mused to himself, then nodded slightly under the calm or envious gazes of the others.
Although Ferran also felt that he was almost done digesting, he had neither money nor the corresponding potion formula, so he could only suppress his slightly restless heart.
Louise, on the other hand, was full of fighting spirit. She had just been promoted to Baron and hadn't even fully mastered her Beyonder abilities, so she was not in a hurry to be promoted to Viscount.
Sid, meanwhile, had a conflicted expression. As an indigenous noble, he had the ability to purchase a Sequence 8 potion. However, the potion digestion was truly unsatisfactory. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, the Corpse Collector's potion digestion was still slow.
Seeing that everyone was either excited, calm, or conflicted, but no one spoke again, Aaron ended this week's Chaos Council.
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In a relatively simple two-story building in the southern district of Azshara, the capital of Lenberg.
After receiving the commission from the God of Knowledge and Wisdom Church, Checker moved here with his Mother and sister, to a place with better environment and living conditions.
This was also their home before his father died, and now he had bought it back.
Sitting in a chair, Checker counted the 600 Loen pounds he had exchanged at the Azshara Bank today three times, making sure nothing was missing, and reluctantly placed the money in the center of the altar.
After preparing and starting the ritual, a gentle breeze blew, and the pounds in the center of the altar disappeared, turning into a black iron box.
After silently reciting the honorific name to show respect and gratitude, Checker quickly removed the ritual, opened the iron box, and saw a dark red crystal placed in the middle.
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On the Sonia Sea, near the Rorsted Archipelago, a three-masted sailboat sailed slowly.
A man with deep features, a rugged outline showing clear signs of weathering, of medium build but appearing calm, seasoned, experienced, and outwardly composed, even overly serious, stood on the deck.
He had messy dark blue hair like seaweed, indicating some elven lineage, and his skin was bronzed, highlighting the result of years of sun and rain living at sea.
Because he had just returned from reporting his duties at the Church of the Lord of Storms in Bayam during the day, he had not yet taken off his Church of the Lord of Storms uniform, a robe embroidered with lightning patterns.
Alger Wilson clutched a newspaper tightly, his knuckles slightly white. The newspaper's headline prominently read: "The Seventh Pirate Admiral is Born - 'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qilangos."
Time at sea was always long, and news channels were extremely blocked. He only learned of this news today when he reported his duties in Bayam.
Alger didn't know how he returned to the ship. Since the afternoon, whenever he thought that he was still only a Sequence 8 "Folk of Rage."
And the person who came from the same small village as him had already become a Pirate Admiral, his emotions inevitably became very low.
Alger looked up at the red moon in the sky, muttering softly:
"'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qilangos..."
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