Crown of Chaos

Standing at the door of his home, looking at the door engraved with his family's coat of arms, a wooden shelf full of grapevines, rows of flower beds and a small clear pool next to the shelf, Aaron was not in a hurry to open the door.

Although he is an 18-year-old young man in this life, he can feel the endless vitality coming from his body. The fresh vitality not only makes his body very young, but also makes his mentality return to the most passionate and most passionate state. When he was full of motivation, but no matter what, Aaron lived for fifty years in the two lifetimes combined.

Fifty years of life are like a dream.

He understood this feeling, especially after awakening to the power of Slaanesh, and he understood his own feelings very well.

When a person wanders in a foreign country, he will always think of the benefits of his hometown, always dream back to the scenes of his childhood, always think of the unfinished stories that his grandparents once told under the big tree at the head of the village, and always think of his young self and the time when he was in the prime of life. A man in his prime.

I think of the scenery of my hometown and the warmth of my family.

People at this time will always have some timid reactions to their hometown. They will subconsciously want to repay their families and hometown. This is not only a tender hometown plot, but also a vanity of returning to their hometown.

So some people always say this: work hard outside and won’t come back until you make something.

Looking at the door, the smoke rising from the chimney on the roof, and Aunt Meili's special loud voice, Aaron couldn't help but smile slightly.

Aaron and his servants were not the only ones living in the Salian House. His aunt's whole family also moved in after his parents died in the war.

The aunt's family includes aunt Mellie, uncle Lothair, cousin Robert, and cousin Jutta. None of them are from the Salian family.

But whenever Aaron thinks of his aunt's family living in his own home, he can't help but feel warm in his heart.

He still remembers how Aunt Meili took him to the palace to cause trouble after his parents died in Tifantun during the Saint Catastrophe.

At that time the king's edict came.

Grant Aaron the title of Viscount Salian for one generation, inherit this Salian house, and hand it over to the Purple Dragon Knight!

Looks good, right?

But Aaron was still underage at the time!

No fiefdom! No actual job title!

In other words, apart from the pension, Aaron has no income and only has the title of viscount.

Is there such an embarrassing nobleman in the history of Cormyr?

It was Aunt Meili who personally took Aaron to the Susar Palace to cause trouble. This shrewd middle-aged woman stood directly in front of the royal court and fell down, rolling on the ground and cursing the unfairness of the royal family, attracting the attention of most of the palace.

Aaron still remembers that scene.

The Kingdom's Finance Minister Olynyk was annoyed by this crazy woman. He pointed at Mellie's nose and laughed: "If you don't have money, you can go to the tavern to drink with you and support your nephew!"

Aunt Meili asked in turn: "Okay! I'm going to accompany you to drink and you come to patronize me? If you don't patronize me, I will tell this matter to everyone who comes to the tavern! Minister Olynyk asked me to come Drinking party! Minister Olynyk asked the sister of the knight who sacrificed his life for the country to go to the tavern to accompany the drinking party to support the knight’s poor underage son! Come on! You agree now, and I will go to the bar tomorrow!”

Aaron still remembers that Finance Minister Olynyk's face was completely green at that time. He opened his mouth for a long time, but he still couldn't accept Aunt Meili's conditions.

In front of the royal court, dozens of nobles, guards, and citizens outside were watching!

Therefore, Aaron's fixed salary of 800 gold lion coins this year as Viscount Salian was earned by his aunt taking him to roll on the ground in front of the royal court!

Moreover, Aaron did not have a good impression of his father and mother.

His father was a standard soldier, a professional soldier. Aaron was not so much his son as a recruit who could not be dismissed and could not meet his standards. When Aaron recalled his father, except for a few compliments Other than that, it was basically quarreling, verbal abuse, insults, and corporal punishment. His father was like a hell instructor with ridiculously high standards, trying his best to mold Aaron into what he wanted.

It's a pity that the previous Aaron could not meet this standard.

Naturally, words such as trash, shame, and the pigs in the pigsty are smarter than you are already the lightest reprimands from my father.

He was used to receiving a few heavy punches on his body.

He understood his father's mentality - the family had been deprived of titles and fiefdoms, and even the family name could not be saved. His potential had come to an end, and the Purple Dragon Knight Commander was not enough to rebuild the family's glory, so Manuel had to put all his hopes aside. Put it all on Aaron.

But that doesn't mean Aaron likes to be beaten and insulted.

He will run outside.

Where are you going? Run to my aunt's house.

My aunt's house is in a better area of ​​the lower city. My uncle Lothair is the horse breeder of Sousal. He is responsible for raising horses for the noble knights. His status is not high and his salary is not very generous. To maintain a somewhat decent life, my aunt always does something. Tailoring work supports the family income, and only my uncle and cousin can afford white bread.

Aaron often ran away, so his aunt's family gave him the little white bread they had at home, and they ate barley bread themselves.

When Aaron was a child, he didn't understand the difference. As he grew older, he naturally understood why his cousin, who was three years older than him, always looked at him with unwelcoming eyes every time he went to his aunt's house.

He was a little embarrassed.

But my uncle and aunt were always consistent. Whenever Aaron showed up, they would leave the white bread for him to eat and eat the barley bread that was obviously harder to chew and harder.

Aaron also always remembers a painting: When he was young, in winter, heavy snow covered the city, dyeing the royal city next to Longhu into a plain white. With a few bruises on his body, he walked through the snow to the door of his aunt's house, and saw With the heat rising from the roof, the aunt and uncle who were drying animal skins to make bacon for the winter at the door of the house smiled immediately when they saw Aaron coming and motioned for him to come in quickly and have white bread to eat.

In the end, Salian put his hands on his hips and recalled the past. He vaguely heard his aunt criticizing the teacher again for not baking the bread well enough today.

Either it's not cooked enough and feels raw, or it's a little burnt and affects the taste. She cares about these things in life.

The baker complained to Aaron more than once that your aunt is too difficult to satisfy.

Familiar words, familiar environment, Aaron standing at the door did not tense up.

Laughed.

————I am the dividing line of laughter————

Aaron took out the key and opened the door. The semi-old gold-winged wood floor creaked. The thick carpet had faded in some corners, but everything was cleaned very clean. The door was not very spacious. It is only about six or seven people wide. The walls are covered with all kinds of paintings and calligraphy. Handicrafts are arranged on both sides. The glass cabinet next to it contains porcelain imported from the Far East. Oncoming is a standard full body of a knight. Plate.

This is a set of red dragon scale fine gold full-body plate armor. It is extremely rare, extraordinary armor, and extraordinary weapon. If you don’t have excellent combat skills to assist you, even if you stand and chop at you, it will not hurt the person wearing the plate armor. At the same time, The wearer of plate armor has strong resistance to the dragon's power and fire damage.

After wearing it, the user can also actively release the dragon's power once, which will cool down for 24 hours.

This is one of the Salian family heirlooms.

"You have no qualifications to wear this armor, you loser! Of course, neither do I! I'm a loser too!"

His father's words still echoed in Aaron's ears.

If Aaron had been in the past, he might not have dared to touch this family heirloom for the rest of his life, but he doesn't care much now. I am the last Salian. This is my thing, and I can handle it how I like.

However, this set of plate armor is really not something that can be worn casually. In addition to the requirement of high strength attributes, the wearer must also be able to resist the dragon power that comes with the plate armor.

If you can't resist, the end result will be that you will be ejected halfway through wearing it, and breaking your arms and legs will be considered a minor issue.

Aaron really can't wear it now. If Manuel can wear it, he won't die so easily.

Further ahead is the hall. The interior is bright and clean. A large accordion hangs on the wall. The doors and windows are tight and exquisite. The curtains and curtains are all made of luxurious fabrics. The colors are bright and still shine in the afternoon. The tapestry on the wall is colorful. Bright, full of flowers and patterns on a pastel base.

Centrally located on the wall is an unfolded scroll framed in gold.

"On this land I will stand proudly

Until I lose everything, sir.

Because no matter who you meet, no matter what you encounter.

I'm here, Cormier is here! "

————King Duar-Obeszil of Cormyr

The parchment used in the scroll is quite old, and the words written on it using special ink have also faded slightly over time.

This scroll is a treasure that no amount of money can buy, because it is the handwriting of King Duar and has a history of more than nine hundred years.

In addition to this there is a silver frame.

"Courage! Duty! Honor!"

——A gift from Assan IV, King of Cormyr

This is the family motto of the Salian family. After his father died in the war, the former king wrote it himself and sent it to him.

As for the piles of various rare treasures, antique calligraphy and paintings, and souvenirs accumulated over hundreds of years at home, their value is not as valuable as these three things, so I won’t introduce them in detail.

This is why Aaron feels that he may be able to pay for the consumption of the miracle spell - he estimates that the price for asking Ms. Silver Star to release the miracle spell is 20,000-25,000 gold lion coins, which is an astronomical figure for civilians.

For example, the night watchman's monthly salary is 13 gold coins. Then he has to work full-time for 130-160 years without eating or drinking to pay for a miracle.

Another example is that a skilled blacksmith (not a master, not capable of making extraordinary weapons) earns an average of 30 gold lion coins per month. He would have to spend more than 55 years without food, drink, Sundays or holidays to pay this huge sum of money.

But if Aaron sells this mansion, sells his heirloom ring, sells this set of red dragon scale fine gold full-body plate armor, and sells all the inheritance of the family for hundreds of years, Aaron probably can Collect the funds of 12,000-15,000 gold lion coins and pay half of the money first.

As for the rest?

I'll pay off the rest slowly, what else can I do?

It turned out that Ms. Silver Star didn't charge him.

In the end, not even Goddess Su Lun asked for his money.

Aaron then set his sights on the small Su Lun shrine in the hall, and a second wave of warmth arose in his heart. After coming to the country, although he encountered catastrophe, he also felt the kindness from this world.

The Salian family originated 900 years ago, and the ancestor Liudolf began to worship the Silver Virgin as the family's patron saint about 700 years ago. It is said that he received the revelation of the Silver Virgin during a battle and avoided being transformed into an evil beast. The whole army was ambushed and annihilated.

Aaron was a little doubtful about his family's faith before.

Now Aaron only has this thought in his mind:

grandfather! dad! Believing in Our Lady of Silver is really useful!

Aaron came to the shrine and knelt down on one knee devoutly.

"Hey? Aaron, you're back!" At this moment, a sharp female voice broke the viscount's piety.

A woman in her forties came out of the kitchen quickly. She was wearing a simple long skirt and a kitchen apron. She was wiping oil and vegetable stains on the apron with her hands. She came closer and saw The nephew came back, and a flattering smile appeared on the middle-aged woman's face: "Come, come, Aaron is back! Lothair! Where did you die? Robert, Juta, come on. Meet your cousins!”

The middle-aged woman is not tall, her skin is slightly yellowish, and there are already deep crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. Her figure is not as slim as when she was young. Although she is generally in good shape, her chin, arms and belly can still be seen. There is some fat on the belly.

She is Aaron's aunt, his mother's sister, Mellie.

Aaron still vaguely remembers that when he was very young, his aunt, who was only in her twenties, was considered pretty. More than ten years later, Meili is now in her forties and has become a standard middle-aged woman.

This is considered maintenance.

Aaron thought that Westerners matured faster and seemed to age faster. In this life, he often saw maids who were only twenty-seven or eighty years old and already had many wrinkles on their faces.

The middle-aged woman wiped her hands on her apron randomly before she had time to look at her nephew. As a result, when Aaron's current image came into her eyes, she was obviously frightened, her mouth opened, and her tone was very serious. Confused: "Aaron? Is that you?"

"What, Aunt Meili, you don't recognize me after a few days of seeing me?" Aaron smiled, opened his arms and gave his aunt a hug and a kiss.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you look like a different person? Hey, he didn't say anything about coming back. The baker didn't bake the bread for you today!" Aunt Mei Li quickly backed away. She was cooking and was covered in oil fumes. , his hands continued to wipe on the apron, wiping off all the grease on his hands: "I will go to the nearby bakery to buy some now."

In the kingdom, bread is the most common food for the masses.

Poor rural people would take wheat grains to mills and public ovens near the manor to make bread.

Urban residents mostly buy bread from bakeries everywhere.

Wealthy families generally have their own ovens at home.

Noble families like Aaron often have their own dedicated bakers. These people will get up early in the morning to bake the bread for the family and make some meals by the way.

It is worth mentioning that rice is not uncommon on the market. Rice Cormyr imported from the Xianglong Empire of Karatu in the Far East is also available on the market, but it is expensive, and people are more willing to use rice as "snacks" and "companions". "Food" is used.

This is similar to the fact that in Aaron's previous life, people in China would not use corn as their staple food.

"Oh, Aaron is back. Let's have a meal tonight. Mellie, I want to have a few more drinks with Aaron."

Uncle Lothair is a tall and thin man with a height of 1.92 meters, a skinny build, small eyes, a big nose and a small mouth. His eye sockets are sunken but his eyes are very bright. He has a goatee. He saw Aaron back. He immediately tried to please his wife.

Lothair is very satisfied with his current life. He never dreamed that he could live in the Aaron family's mansion.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. I was really blinded by the night before I found you as a horse breeder." Aunt Meili screamed: "Okay, I'll go see what else is in the cellar."

"Do more, Auntie, we have guests tonight." Aaron smiled naturally. He had watched the couple quarrel for more than ten years.

Uncle Lothair was also pitiful. He probably never had more than five silver coins in cash, and his aunt always checked it regularly. If there was any shortage, she would definitely ask.

"Who is it?" Aunt Mellie was very interested.

"It's Eleanor."

"Eleanor! Aaron, is it really her? Oh! Then you have to be well prepared, be well prepared!" As soon as she heard Eleanor's name, her aunt's eyes lit up.

This is the messenger of the Silver Virgin! Must be well entertained.

The aunt and uncle went to prepare dinner respectively, and Aaron met his cousin Robert and cousin Juta again.

Cousin Robert is twenty-one years old and is 1.98 meters tall. Except for his eyes, he looks like his aunt. He is a little handsome and a very arrogant young man. He is now in the Susal Adventurer Guild. As a scribe, I always felt that I was a bit remarkable. When I saw Aaron, I just nodded and said hello, then pointed to the books on my desk to show that I was busy.

Cousin Jutta is only ten years old this year. Unfortunately, Aaron's cousin is not beautiful. Her facial features are almost exactly the same as those of his uncle, especially when she smiles, her duplication check rate is 100%.

This definitely eliminates the need for a paternity test. Aaron often complained in his mind that he didn’t know how his cousin was chosen. Your mother was a pretty young girl in Xiacheng District in her early years. Why did you choose your father?

My cousin is quite clingy. When I came up, I asked my cousin when he would be back? Was the mission successful? Were there any injuries?

Facing his cousin jumping up and down in front of him, Aaron was silent.

In just a few days, he had already experienced too much.

But facing his cousin's expectant gaze, the Viscount didn't want to say anything.

"Cousin?" Yuta saw that Aaron was a little stunned and couldn't help asking: "Are you listening?"

"Oh! I'm listening." The corners of Aaron's eyes were lowered, but then they quickly rose, revealing the bright smile he always had on the road.

"It's okay, everything is fine."

Updated, second update, the emperor is full of sincerity, where is your sincerity?