Chapter 1128: Return

Inside the study of Meni Castle.

Aaron met the current Count Meni.

As the son of the first Count, this Count Meni was already over seventy years old and looked incredibly frail.

But as he gazed at the Spider Mask on Aaron's face, his expression became uncharacteristically agitated: "Are you... from the Shadow Spider?"

"I am the new generation Warlock leader of the Shadow Spider; you may call me Angola!"

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Aaron's mouth: "You summoned me here because of the airship from the Star Highlands, didn't you?"

Now, it was time for the selection period again.

"Old man..."

"What?"

【Dedicated to my dearest friends and family with this book...】

【Name: Aaron (Zoro)】

She had a head of fiery red curly hair and wore a military uniform, looking very heroic and spirited.

Count Meni replied with a wry smile.

Aaron fell silent for a moment, then replied as such.

"That is naturally because... you are not as strong as I am."

But the next moment, this arrow actually curved as well, catching up to Aaron.

Count Meni sighed: "It is a pity... women are always prone to indulging in beautiful romantic fantasies."

As for those artificial gifted ones of the 'Hermes Wings'?

They followed a different path.

Each of them possessed a capable temperament; compared to Juliet, it was like the difference between a tiger and a sheep.

Aaron changed into a pitch-black trench coat, donned the Golden Mask of the Harpy, and arrived at a stronghold of the 'Hermes Wings'.

Several large boxes of thick diaries were passed along until they reached the hands of the Shadow Spider.

Well, even for an Advanced Apprentice, if they haven't purchased many Level 0 Sorceries and lack real combat experience, being killed by an enemy one tier lower is not something difficult to imagine.

The expression on his face suddenly became somewhat puzzled: "Why... am I telling you so much?"

Just then, he suddenly turned his head, looking in a certain direction, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.

However, after reaching the level of a Formal Warlock, such things happened very rarely.

But it was a great pity that the other party still fell; only, before dying, they left a will and, by consuming contributions, had their belongings shipped back.

Aaron nodded: "Returning this time, it's not just out of covetousness for the precious bloodlines preserved by our organization... is it more likely that you couldn't survive on the Warlock Continent anymore? Let me think, is there a war going on upon the Warlock Continent? Is that why you were recruiting so heavily last time? You snuck back, aren't you afraid of being hunted down?"

Opposite him, Charlemagne stood up, his expression becoming incredibly grave: "Formal Warlock? Were you deceiving me back then?"

Compared to the unlucky and miserable Alexander, Sissi, as a girl, was more meticulous in her thinking, and had even inquired about the distribution matters before getting off the ship.

Aaron murmured, glancing at the Divine Attribute panel:

"However, my luck is truly good; ahead is the Aderson Continent, no, an island!"

Rustle!

He had not forgotten that in the cosmic civilization where Blue Star was located, there was a faction calling themselves 'Uroboros Warlock'!

And it was precisely thanks to their technical assistance that the Laniakea Alliance had completed the Dimensional Reduction Technique!

"Here... has a Uroboros Warlock explored this place and left behind ruins?"

Aaron sighed and reached out to grab!

Pfft! Pfft!

But soon, he calmed down: "Next time... next time I will let those apprentices explore for me... that ruin is too dangerous, even a Formal Warlock fell there; I would be a fool to go!"

He had a pair of hawk-like eyes, lips pressed tightly together with a look of determination, and a huge cyan scorpion tattoo on his face.

"Someone... is attempting to locate me using Witchcraft?"

Even their natural talent was not bad.

Aaron was slightly surprised, but he understood that when things are abnormal, there must be a demon: "Are you not afraid of danger?"

While sipping red wine, Aaron read the diary, feeling yet another completely different life.

Aaron traced an elegant arc in mid-air to dodge.

Aaron carefully savored this segment of the other party's life and gained many insights.

"Wait!"

Even so, his attempt to locate them using Witchcraft was not smooth.

Contrary to Aaron's expectations, this time the airship did not pick and choose, accepting all the apprentices sent, which gave him a bad premonition.

Then, after being selected, she joined a Black-robed Warlock organization called 'Forest Cabin' and became a Pharmacist Apprentice.

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

Charlemagne stared at a Crystal Ball in his hand.

The other party was very sharp and also very clever.

A disheveled figure was 'thrown' out from the pouring rain.

After all, each of them possessed the modified strength of a Witcher Master!

"I have said everything I should say... the organization cultivated you because it wanted a Formal Warlock to emerge... as long as you can return to the continent, the entire Hermes Wings will be yours. Currently, the organization only has a few apprentices and its strength is still very weak, but for your sake, we have invested a great deal of effort..."

After all... the trial of a Witcher is terrifying; being able to survive is the cruelest form of screening.

The blood vessels inside the bodies of the Knights, including the Duchess, burst, and they all collapsed.

If not for a layer of scarlet robes appearing on his body, he might even have been severely injured because of it!

"Quick!"

"However... the Ouroboros Relic?"

Aaron nodded; he was still preparing to continue sending a few Shadow Spider gifted ones as cannon fodder.

A look of helplessness appeared on the face of Count Meni: "And the Meni Family is also willing to pay a sufficient reward... as long as you can be satisfied."

"... Even for a Formal Warlock, without the protection of an Airship, it is too dangerous to pass through the territories of those weather fairies..."

Time moves slightly forward.

Aaron stood on the balcony and waved downward: "I remember you... the Apprentice sent to the Warlock Continent—Charlemagne! You actually returned? Even though there are still fifty years until the next selection..."

"Idiot! The company draws a pie for you, and you actually take it seriously? Inherit everything that belongs to you? Wait until I die of old age first!"

"Yo!"

"Another Apprentice who fell before the threshold of a Formal Warlock... Sissi practiced pharmacy bitterly to sprint toward becoming a Formal Warlock, saved money painstakingly, and forgot to cultivate her own combat power; she is a dud... naturally, she hits the street when encountering a strong enemy."

After failing many times in a row, he barely determined the approximate range, and finally, with the help of secular great nobles, he found the ancient castle.

"You made the wrong choice, woman... you actually tried to interfere in a duel between two Warlocks..."

Aaron poured himself a glass of red wine, lay on the sofa, and opened a pink diary.

"Fire arrows!"

"Or is it a gift from another Dimensional Reduction practitioner?"

In fact, he hoped more that someone could take Angora as a master, but the other party clearly had no such intention.

But since it was others who died anyway, Aaron didn't feel the heartache, so he let them be.

Here, several tough young men and women were already waiting.

Bang!

In a daze, Charlemagne was punched in the face and sent flying far away.

"Oh? Have you already advanced?"

This is a scarce resource!

The leader was, surprisingly, a Duchess.

"My previous plan, although it only had a sixty or seventy percent chance of success, could barely hold up..."

Inside the ancient castle.

A ferocious smile appeared on his face, he identified the direction slightly, and flew away at high speed.

【Life on the Airship is very oppressive, the hierarchy among Warlocks is very strict, even for Apprentices... the big shots above don't care, it seems they are intentionally cultivating this consciousness...】

By the time he finished dealing with these Apprentices' matters, a year had passed.

【Talent: Changsheng】

This is a high-level member of the 'Hermes Wings' he captured; the other party had once come into contact with a Warlock Apprentice in the organization and carried a trace of that aura.

To succeed, the Bloodthirsty Banshee bloodline in his hands is indispensable.

"Yes, in my family, two Warlock gifted ones have appeared recently. I hope you can take them to see the world; one of them is Juliet..."

An expression of keen interest appeared on Aaron's face.

Count Meni waved his hands wildly: "It's just that according to news from the Misri Family, the scale of Warlock Continent recruiting Apprentices this time is larger than before, and the standards will be relaxed a bit..."

Squads of guards suddenly walked out of the woods.

Over these years, his willpower has not made much progress, but he has researched quite a few Level 1 Sorceries!

As for strength... Aaron himself doesn't know how strong he is!

Compared to the descendants of those Warlock families, Aaron also thinks more highly of these few people.

Late at night.

It must be said that she is quite talented in pharmacy; she was soon spotted by a Formal Warlock and taken as a student, her luck being much better than Alexander's.

Charlemagne chanted the incantation rapidly, and a dark green arrow appeared, shooting quickly toward Aaron.

Countless corrosive acid liquids splashed all over Aaron.

Aaron touched this line of text with his finger and fell into deep thought.

The gale howled, and thunder and lightning flashed.

Aaron was tasting afternoon tea.

Ancient castle.

This looks... like he is collecting cannon fodder.

It must be said that the possibility of these Demon Hunters who transplanted the Bloodthirsty Bird Bloodline advancing to Formal Warlock is really not high.

【Age: 459】

"No, no, of course not!"

——Illusion Sound Pupil!

The next moment, a pair of tattered wings grew on his back, and he leaped down from the high castle.

The inverted triangle mark was still there, only it had become somewhat dark and blurry, with the Xiao She inside restless.

"It can be seen that Sissi's final effort to escape failed..."

【... It has been confirmed that the teacher fell in the Ouroboros Relic. No... I must go out; the teacher's enemies in the academy will not let us students go...】

Sss!

……

He called out with great grievance.

"I beg you to do your best, there are no other Warlock Apprentices left in the family..."

However... the initial investment for pharmacology required a massive amount of resources, and Sissi had consistently refused contracts with attached conditions from other Warlock families, leading to a life that wasn't very comfortable.

"Of course I'm afraid, but the deeds of our ancestor Minnie tell us... for the sake of the family, we must have a Warlock to hold the fort."

"Success!"

"Since you have already made up your mind, I have no objections. Three days from now, have them gather at the White Birch Forest."

"Oh?"

"The agreement signed by Teacher Andrew previously does not seem to include this item."

【I heard the situation is very chaotic, some girls are even using their bodies as bargaining chips...】

……

Charlemagne's voice was low: "Give me the bloodline of the Hermes Wings! I don't want to kill you... you must know, you are facing a Formal Warlock! I have returned to take back everything that belongs to me!"

Seeing this scene, his expression became somewhat dazed.

In the end, he even pulled out his trump card.

Outside Aderson Island.

This little girl named Sissi was the little Apprentice that Aaron had sent over last time.

After all, at this stage, the gap of a major rank is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

【Level 1 Sorcery: Hermes Wings, Snake Scale Technique, Illusion Sound Pupil...】

"Furthermore... the bloodlines within you all still have room for improvement. These techniques are all held by the organization. Go... go to the Warlock Continent and obtain your Glory. The organization is proud of you!"

At this moment, she was looking at a youth with a scorpion tattoo on his face with a face full of worship: "Lord Charlemagne... we have already found it."

As the sealing power loosens, those curses and evil thoughts will come looking for him again; all sorts of auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations, and gibberish... will appear one after another. In the end, it will surely be another bitter battle!

"If there is truly no research data on curses from the Warlock Continent, then I can only face it head-on myself..."

In the end, she barely managed to promote to an Advanced Apprentice, but encountered an accident during an outing and was assassinated by an intermediate apprentice from a hostile Warlock organization...

……

The Grand Duchess beside him gave a start.

"Corrosive Arrow!"

"That is something we could try." Aaron's smile widened: "You are looking forward to this opportunity? Has someone with top-five-grade aptitude appeared in your family?"

However, after finishing the box of diaries, he specifically flipped back and found a few lines of description:

Aaron's eyes were gleaming.

【Still waiting for a reply from Teacher... It seems that ruin is quite important. I heard that the ruin comes from an ancient era thousands of years ago and seems to be a ruin left behind by a Warlock named 'Uroboros', within which many Secret gardens were opened... If I could go in to collect medicinal herbs, how happy would that be... No, Sissi, you must be cautious. You might not even be able to defeat a single medicinal herb in a Formal Warlock's herb garden...】

The Grand Duchess let out a scream.

Aaron, who had long since promoted to a Formal Warlock, told a lie without even blinking.

【Want to obtain 'Life Water', but the process is too difficult... It requires the approval of several Councilors... I want to ask Teacher for help, but Teacher is not here... It is said that a huge ruin was discovered in the east, which attracted her away...】

"I... Charlemagne, have finally returned!"

Aaron had only one evaluation for this, and his figure charged forward once again.

Aaron glanced at the seal on his left hand.

She was also a member of a Warlock family and had originally thought she could rely on a Formal Warlock, but she hadn't expected... the other party might be a criminal evading military service?

The expression on Charlemagne's face was strange, as if he had been whipped, but it quickly became nonchalant: "You know too much... furthermore... the Law Enforcement Team might not necessarily find their way to Aderson Island..."

"Mm!"

Only by casting such a wide net can one catch a big fish!

What truly delighted him was that the Apprentices sent to the Warlock Continent last time had also yielded results.

Seeing this scene, a victor's smile appeared on Charlemagne's face.

I have things to do this afternoon, the update might be delayed, sorry.

(End of this chapter)