The villain is too difficult to tease

Pieces of fish-scale clouds are scattered in the sky, and the sky is a clear and beautiful scene.

Aaron sat in a remote corner by the lake, where many elegant white stones were piled up, next to a forest, Aaron leaned against the big tree, with one leg propped up, and a book on his lap.

The sun shone through the treetops, casting dappled shadows on him.Now is the hot season, and the noisy cicadas are constantly singing. In this quiet place, the cicadas are getting noisier.

"You really know how to choose a place."

A middle-aged man in a fancy dress came out from behind the flower tree, and then his eyes fell on Aaron. He had golden hair, and his whole body was majestic and deep like the sea.He looked at Aaron, emerald eyes tinged with affection as soft as the wind.

Aaron looked up at him, but the same emerald green eyes were pale and without any emotion.The wind blew gently, and on the soft grass, the blades of grass blew slightly and waved.

Aaron closed the book, looked at Isidur, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Isildur smiled, and said, "I heard from Alek that you haven't been to the library for several days."

Aaron asked, "So?"

Isiduo smiled and said, "If I made you unhappy before, then it's really a crime."

Aaron said: "Although I don't know your identity, I guess you are also the ruler of the temple. Why should a big man like you bother with an unknown person like me?" 
Isiduo smiled and sat on the grass next to him. He turned his head to look at Aaron and said, "I don't think anyone who can defeat an Astani-level monster is an unknown person."

Aaron didn't show any surprise that Isildur knew about this. He asked, "So, are you testing me?"

"No, no, no, I'm just very curious and shocked. I can't find another genius like you in the whole of Ravenfield. Isn't this enough reason for me to come here?" Isildur said.

"Didn't you see it? Then?" Aaron asked calmly.

Isildur looked at his eyes that were almost identical to his own, and said, "Then I became even more curious."

"Curious what?"

"With your strength, you don't need to stay here at all, but you are still here." Isildur said, "Can you tell me why?"

Aaron looked at Isidur coldly, his lips pursed slightly.

Isidore apologized and said with a smile: "It's fine if you don't want to say it, but Aaron, you know that I am the ruler of the temple, but you are not polite at all!" He said half-jokingly: "Aren't you afraid that I will suppress you? If you still want to stay In the temple, it is not a good thing to offend high-level figures!"

Aaron said, "It doesn't matter."

Isildur's smile disappeared immediately, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if he offended the high-level people, or it doesn't matter whether he stays in the Temple of Light?Or both, and it really is a very difficult kid.

In the world of Ravenfell, people have a feeling of reverence for the Temple of Light. Even those who don’t like the style of the temple or even those who have conflicts of interest with the temple still have a little awe in their hearts, but Xi Yuan Mainlanders are excluded.Unfortunately, Aaron grew up in the Western Yuan Continent, and Isiduo could see that the Temple of Light was actually nothing in his heart, even though he was now a reserve knight.

Therefore, even if he leaves immediately at the next second, it is not a strange thing.

Brainwashing?
Just by looking at his eyes, one can tell that his willpower must be far superior to that of ordinary people. It is impossible to make him belong to the Temple of Light by instilling various ideas or hints.
"You are without a doubt the brightest, most gifted and strongest student in the whole of Fural City, yet any student here has more conviction than you."

Aaron sneered after hearing this: "If the belief you said is only the belief in the Temple of Light, it is true."

"You seem to have misunderstood the temple. You grew up in the Western Yuan Continent and you have such thoughts. I don't blame you. But if you really want to be a member of the Temple of Light, at least you have to maintain respect for the God of Light." Isildur said, "We are all united by this, and this spirit has continued for millions of years."

The sarcasm on Aaron's face deepened, "Really? I thought it was the idea of ​​destroying the demons that brought you together? Then it seems that I really came to the wrong place. I'm really sorry, I don't believe in God, but only in myself."

"Belief in the God of Light and the elimination of demons are one and the same."

"It seems different to me. Whether I believe in the God of Light or not does not prevent me from destroying the demons. In the Holy Empire Alliance, among your allies, is it true that everyone formed an alliance because of their belief in the God of Light? Don't be kidding , Benefits are the key to forming an alliance. If you say that I am the smartest student here, then there is no need to use such high-sounding rhetoric. An unknown Mr. big shot." Aaron said coldly.

Isildur smiled, "You are stubborn. So, Aaron, why are you here? Revenge?"

"You're right, revenge! The students gathered here have their own beliefs, and so do I. My belief is revenge. To destroy the demons, I don't just want to drive those guys out of Ravenfeld, I want to wipe out all those beasts, including the demon world, leaving no one behind."

The hoarse voice was like frosting, and the words that came to his ears made Isildur feel shuddering.He knew that what Aaron said was true, that was the truest thought in his heart, not only to drive the demons out of this world, but he wanted to wipe out the demons as a whole.

What a crazy idea, no one in the Digarsh Empire has ever had such an idea.

Even though the demons have caused many people to lose their loved ones, even though many people have clamored for blood debts and said that they want to wipe out all the demons, but they know in their hearts that they can't do it at all, even in the face of the demons. Already trembling with fear.

However, Aaron is different. He has no fear in his heart but only hatred. This is his true thought.

Crazy idea, but such a possibility does exist in him!
"Do you know what you're talking about?" Isidur asked.

Aaron said, "It's very clear."

"Do you know how difficult it is?" Isidur said.

"Of course I do." Aaron looked him straight in the eyes. "I understand how hard it is more than you think."

On the high city wall, a flag fluttering in the wind, and a man in a black dress standing on the city wall under the full moon.Tall and slender, the moonlight shone on him, his bare skin was as pale as ice and snow.He turned around slowly, but the moment he turned back, all the pictures disappeared.

Lancer von Cartim, the man he had to kill!

Isildur also thought of Lanser, but he didn't think of the possibility that Aaron had already seen Lanser and fought him.After all, in his opinion, if Lancer knew that there was a person like Aaron, he would definitely kill him without hesitation.With Aaron's strength, it is impossible to escape from Lanser anyway.

So Isildur said, "No, you don't understand."

"Hey--"

"Hey, Aaron—"

A few shouts came from afar. Aaron and Isildur looked and saw Renault, Larsen, Lilia, Luna and several other people from the East Fifth Class standing beside a fountain over there. He waved to Aaron.

"Aaron, let's go eat barbecue, let's come together!" Larson shouted towards Aaron with his hands in the shape of a trumpet.

Isiduo smiled and stood up first, "Is your friend? I'm looking for you, let's go!"

Aaron stood up too.

Isildur said: "Let's talk next time when we have time!"

He extended his hand friendly towards Aaron, who looked him in the eyes and said nothing.Aaron looked at his outstretched hand, but didn't shake it with him. He slightly bowed towards Isildur and said, "Farewell!"

After finishing speaking, Aaron took the book and walked towards Reynoldt's group of people.

Isildur smiled helplessly and withdrew his hand, looking at Aaron's back.He stood under the tree and watched Aaron walk to Reynoldt and the others. Luna looked at Aaron's book curiously, and Aaron handed it to her simply.Reynoldt hooked Aaron's neck, looking like two good brothers, but was pushed away by Aaron in the next second, and then a group of noisy people disappeared from his sight.

The wind blows, bringing down a few leaves.

The people under the tree have disappeared.

On Aaron's side, Reynoldt asked, "Aaron, who was that person talking to you just now?"

Aaron said, "I don't know."

Reynoldt muttered, "It looks familiar, but I forgot where I saw it."

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The wind blows the shadows of the trees, and the shadows of the trees scattered all over the house sway with the wind.The crystal wind chimes on the eaves are blown by the wind, making a crisp sound, jingle, jingle.

The blond man lying on the big bed in the room trembled his long eyelashes slightly, and then opened his pair of brown eyes.

Sizern, who had been sleeping for a long time, finally woke up. He sat up and looked at this strange room, frowning slightly.He didn't know where it was, and he didn't know how long he had been asleep.

Sizern got up and got out of bed, and walked out of the house.He stood on the balcony, looked around, and saw that this was a manor.The sun is shining brightly, and every leaf is as transparent as jade under the sunlight.

Sizern walked along the balcony, turned around the corner, and saw An Zi and Ye Qingqing standing on the grass below. Ye Qingqing was wearing a flowing dress and held a sword in his hand, facing An Zi timidly. .

An Zi said impatiently: "How much longer do you want to hold on to the look, hurry up and attack! Do you think your three-legged kung fu can still hurt Miss Ben?"

Ye Qingqing gritted her teeth and stabbed at An Zi with the sword in her hand. An Zi dodged lazily, and Ye Qingqing stabbed in the air.Fortunately, Ye Qingqing didn't learn in vain these days, and when she failed with one move, she immediately stabbed with her sword again.An Zi teased her as if playing with her, walking her all over the garden with her free-swimming footwork. Although Ye Qingqing also knew the free-swimming footwork, she couldn't compare to An Zi.

After a while, Ye Qingqing was so tired that she was sweating profusely.