Chapter 1112: Time Flies

Time flies.

The White Fruit in Lancaster Territory ripened and fell, fell and ripened... it had even been so long that people gradually forgot the legend that this place was haunted.

On this day, a stranger suddenly arrived at the doorstep of the fruit farmer, Tony.

The other party had an ordinary appearance and plain features, yet possessed a pair of deep, profound eyes.

At this moment, he was leading a horse, standing still outside the fence.

That black horse even stretched its neck over, gnawing on the vines and branches that had grown past the fence.

Thor looked at Aaron's back, feeling very puzzled.

At this time, Tony returned, carrying a bag full of White Fruit.

"The Witcher Inheritance's Spell Seal, I gave it to Yege... a Witcher can only condense one Spell Seal in a lifetime; do you feel that is wrong?" Kalin sighed and said.

Yet he had not expected that once the other party fell ill, it would be this severe.

The mountain of the Lancaster family—was about to collapse!

In this era, this is normal!

However, after he grew up, he did indeed live up to his father's expectations, becoming a powerful Knight, and under the leadership of the grown-up Kalin, he counterattacked Viscount Heisenlin, seizing a large territory in the Black Forest.

Following closely behind were the Town Mayor and the Sheriff.

Hmm, regardless of his superior martial prowess, how to lead troops in battle still required learning.

This scene made the fruit farmer Tony feel a bit heartbroken.

【Talent: Immortal】

If he could have known about the existence of an Immortal earlier, even if it were just a year, one year! He would have crazily pursued immortality!

"You actually... are still so young?"

"Then... farewell!"

Lancaster Castle.

As for whether they would truly keep their promise in the future, no one knew.

Aaron rode his horse, fished out a White Fruit, gave it a slight wipe, and took a bite.

Secrets cannot be kept in a small town.

"I have already called for the best doctor to come..." Viscount Rude muttered.

Aaron sighed inwardly, wearing an awkward yet polite smile on his face, preparing to refuse.

"Are you talking about my father? He died in battle long ago..."

One month, two months, one year, two years... it was all the same to the other party.

"Fortunately, I am an Immortal... then it's fine."

Clearly, he would be keeping an eye on Aaron.

Aaron walked into the room unhurriedly, took out a small metal bottle, and placed it under Kalin's nose.

"Father..."

For nobles, a coat of arms is an important heritage.

But he also gained a lot, making friends with several Witchers.

With a hint of nostalgia, Aaron asked: "My father was also a traveler; he once came to Lancaster and met a corpse-carrier named Ivey... how is he?"

"For the Witcher Inheritance in your hands!" Aaron said truthfully; he believed this old man had enough wisdom.

A carriage guarded by two cavalrymen drove past.

Soon, the old man was awakened by a foul, pungent gas: "Who is it?"

The meat pies the other party made tasted good; Aaron liked to have them for breakfast.

Night.

Thor replied.

Rude promised solemnly.

【Age: 90】

He could only lie in bed waiting for death, and might even suffer from incontinence...

An old man with a full head of white hair but well-developed muscles walked out, leaning on a cane.

Due to the danger of Witcher advancement and the scarcity of herbs, this group had never been able to expand, and thus could not shake the noble rule of the various kingdoms on the continent.

Aaron looked at the other party, completely unable to connect this person with the fair and cute baby in his memories.

He was intimidating Aaron to prevent this stranger from harboring any bad intentions, but to Aaron, this meant nothing at all.

The Silver Coin was brand new and shiny; Tony took it and blew on it, his eyes lighting up instantly. He stroked the patterns on it, knowing this was not privately minted by a lord, but the kingdom's common currency: "Very well, sir, please wait a moment, I will go pick them for you right now!"

With Kalin being like this, one could only say his luck was not bad.

Aaron felt that the opportunity he had been waiting for was about to arrive.

No matter how time changes, the habits and hobbies of such middle-aged women remain exactly the same.

Once, he could fight several Great Knights, easily rout a Militia squad, and wrestle with a violent bear.

On the carriage, there was also the family crest of the Lancaster family—a Griffin Head on a Blue Shield!

Yes, compared to the previous family crest, after becoming a Viscount, the Lancaster family's coat of arms had also changed, with a Blue Shield added.

It was precisely because of this that Kalin had the opportunity to slowly pay tuition and learn command experience.

This caused Thor to live a truly hard life when he was young.

Furthermore, due to cruel training and genetic mutations, some of them would have shorter lives than ordinary people.

Rude was startled, then immediately ordered: "You all get out!"

Two new taverns have opened.

Aaron revealed a faint smile.

In the blink of an eye, another three years passed.

Although he did not obtain the Witcher Inheritance from the other party, Aaron had already obtained their address and contact information.

With his strength as a master of Herbalism, it was naturally not difficult to concoct some sedatives.

According to information Aaron had gathered from other Witchers, being a Witcher did not have the effect of extending one's lifespan.

Back then, when this Gravekeeper left without saying goodbye, he had thought his secret was exposed and had been terrified for a long time because of it.

"Haha... my name is old Thor!"

'Aging and death... truly the natural enemies of mankind.'

Besides that, although Witchers are powerful, if surrounded by an army with bows and crossbows firing in unison, they would still lose their little lives.

Finally... he died...

Although he had only seen this face a few times in his youth, he was very familiar with it.

To commemorate Kalin's achievements, Viscount Catherine personally issued an order to modify the Family Emblem.

"Oh?"

But Aaron did not care.

Kalin's expression became unprecedentedly serious: "Among Witchers, there has actually always been a rule—one cannot use one's own force to participate in noble disputes and coups!"

Aaron revealed a look of nostalgia.

It is Kalin!

At this time, his face was covered in wrinkles, and there were age spots.

It was as if... he were a relative he had never met before.

At this moment, what happened here also alarmed Tony's family.

【Skills: Reading and Writing (Master), Herbalism (Master), Swordsmanship (Master), Horsemanship (Master), Wilderness Survival (Master)】

"Lady Catherine passed away more than ten years ago... The new Viscount now is her and Lord Kalin's second son—Lord Rude!"

Sure enough, Kalin closed his eyes and stated a location.

The maid on night watch yawned and slumped over the table, falling into a deep sleep.

Aaron sighed: "Then... is the local Viscount still Lady Catherine?"

Back then, when Catherine inherited the title of Baron, she even caused the death of her own sister and brother-in-law, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the nearby Viscount Black Forest and led to his military intervention!

The War of the Lords thus began!

Catherine did not sit and wait for death, but actively called upon the Knights under her command to send troops, placing them under Kalin's command to go to war with the Black Forest army!

In the initial tragic battle, Thor's father—Ivey—was killed in action on the spot.

"I understand, Father."

Aaron arrived outside a tavern, settled his horse, and entered the tavern: "Give me the best wine!"

"Kalin is still alive? Hmm... he must be over seventy, right? For people of this era, he is already very old... Did being a Witcher strengthen his physique?"

When Yege was mentioned, a trace of gloom flashed in Rude's eyes, but it quickly turned soft: "No... Yege's physical fitness is better than mine, he is indeed more suitable, and... hasn't Father already compiled the Witcher Inheritance into a manual and handed it over to the family as well?"

Fortunately, Kalin learned quickly, and after a few failures, he learned some of the art of command.

Aaron waved his hand, his body disappearing into the darkness.

Aaron also realized at this moment that this Dimension likely had a huge difference in time flow compared to the Blue Star Universe.

Kalin sighed with emotion and waved his hand: "You go... I want to be quiet for a while."

"It's fine... I can play it safe and wait for him to die of old age..."

While speaking, he tossed out a Silver Coin.

"Why... why..."

Aaron arrived at Yanan Town and found that the layout of the town was not much different from when he left.

Auntie Feili nagged out of habit.

It was just that everyone was different.

He casually glanced at the attribute panel:

Kalin saw Aaron and was suddenly stunned.

"Aaron... it looks like you are really planning to settle down here, then you should get married. Let me tell you, I have a niece..."

Although he was very certain that he did not know this person, he had a sense of familiarity that came from his soul.

As for why the war had been fought for decades?

"You... what are you here for?"

Auntie Feili sighed with emotion: "Recently, several lords have been rushing to the castle..."

Aaron inexplicably thought of that frail figure sobbing before her father's tombstone and couldn't help but sigh.

Thor muttered in response.

The room was laid with bright wool carpets, the furnishings were very gorgeous, and several maids were respectfully waiting on one side.

Aaron pushed open the door, arrived on the main street, and found Auntie Feili's shop.

If one were to ask why Aaron knew this?

Naturally, it was from hearing it from other Witchers during his travels.

"Another Lancaster..."

But now...

On the soft, snow-white bed, an old man was lying.

"No... need... I know my own body well enough." Kalin's voice was very slow, then he struggled to say: "Make everyone... leave!"

He looked at Aaron, his face showing not the slightest trace of anything unusual.

"I didn't expect you to still remember me, Kalin..."

Fortunately, Aaron was fully prepared and had a Free Citizen certificate, so he was not mistaken for a runaway serf and thrown into prison.

However, that Sheriff stared at Aaron for a long time and even gave him a warning look.

Although, due to the different roads, the unfriendliness of various places toward outsiders, the dangers of the wild, and Aaron's own caution, he had only traveled around the Roge Kingdom and a few nearby kingdoms; his footprints did not cover the entire Aderson Continent.

Only when one is old does one realize that the various things from one's youth were truly laughable and that one did not know how to cherish them.

On the other side.

Aaron took the bag and turned to leave.

What it represented was Kalin! Known as the Shield Mountain of the Lancaster family!

A gust of wind blew by.

Viscount Rude, who also looked like an old man, walked into a room.

But looking at this outsider's neat attire and the long sword at his waist... he dared not say anything, and could only step forward with a fawning smile: "My lord... what is it you need?"

He felt it was normal for the other party not to know these things; after all, he was a traveler, and he hadn't come for a long time.

"To be a Dimensional Reduction practitioner who is still doing this poorly after sixty years, there's really no one else like you..."

Besides, fighting and stopping was a common occurrence! After all, the lord's soldiers were mostly farmers, and they couldn't delay sowing and harvesting!

The only thing that remained unchanged was the signature smiles of the barmaids.

"It's you... Gravekeeper... Zoro..." Kalin's voice was like a broken gong, filled with terror.

"My teacher was actually a rebel within the Witcher Inheritance school... and I... I am actually one too. Once other Witchers find out, they might gather together to attack us..." Kalin muttered: "So later, I tried to use my own strength as little as possible, disguising myself as a powerful Knight... and worked hard to learn the arts of war. Fortunately, we are in a remote place, so no other Witchers discovered me. Remember! My child... the Witcher Inheritance is the family's final trump card; do not reveal this trump card easily, and do not think about using it to solve enemies from the very beginning!"

【Name: Aaron (Zoro)】

"This is the second thing I want to tell you!"

Kalin finally asked it.

He had to prepare himself for a protracted war.

The original tavern had long been abandoned and turned into a warehouse.

Aaron laughed: "My name is Aaron, I am a traveler. I heard the White Fruit here is good, so I came specifically to buy some to taste."

Kalin also saw a little of it, but only felt powerless.

Thor laughed heartily: "When I was young, I was also a warrior in the Viscount Territory! Oh... back then this wasn't a Viscount Territory, but a Baron Territory. I went to the battlefield back then, one against five..."

Soon, the news that a traveler named 'Aaron' had settled in the town spread.

"The War of Promotion of the Lancaster Territory... I have also heard of that legendary battle."

And only when a major event occurs is it possible to change the family crest!

But his merits were not enough to be enfeoffed as a Knight; he only obtained a large orchard as his own allotment.

The speaker had no intention, but the listener took it to heart.

Just waiting for them to die of old age, so he could come to collect the inheritance as a good friend!

Viscount Rude's eyes were slightly red.

Time could prove he was not some kind of wandering bandit.

Kalin reached out a trembling hand, seemingly wanting to grab something in the air; he was unwilling... but at this moment, he could barely even lift his arm.

The crisp, sweet juice exploded in his mouth, but his expression carried a hint of nostalgia: "It's been... almost sixty years, right?"

Back then, if it weren't for Kalin, I fear the entire Baron Territory would have been annexed.

And he was also very familiar with Lancaster Castle; sneaking in was not to say easy, but it was not a difficult task either.

"My lord, the White Fruit is here."

All the attendants immediately exited the room, and someone closed the door.

"Thank you!"

His father had always been in very good health and never got sick; he was as strong as an ox.

Otherwise, the entire Baron Territory would have been flattened in one wave long ago.

"Hello... my name is Aaron."

Kalin was incomparably shocked, and at the same time, filled with regret and despair.

Rude leaned over: "Father, do you have any other instructions?"

That was a secret room in the castle, which contained the third part of the inheritance!

For the sake of the Lancaster family, Kalin had also taken great pains.

"Haha..."

The candlelight grew more blurred, seemingly signaling that Kalin's life was also about to come to an end.

After Kalin breathed his last, Aaron emerged from the darkness again, performed various searches and checks on Kalin to confirm that the other party was truly dead and had not left behind any secret marks or the like, and only then did he quietly leave.

The only people who know his secret of immortality can only be dead people!

(End of chapter)