Tien's Death

After exchanging a few perfunctory words, Colin and Alice left with the city guard.

Yet Aaron watched Colin's retreating figure thoughtfully, always feeling that something was off.

He did not know whether it was merely his imagination, but he felt that Colin had been observing him, just as he had in the sewers earlier.

Still, perhaps it really was just his imagination. Having only just advanced into the extraordinary, he felt that the entire world had become different.

"What's wrong?" Sart noticed Aaron's strange expression.

Aaron shook his head and slightly composed his expression. "Nothing. I just suddenly remembered something from before."

"Later, you need to accompany me to meet the city lord." Alice turned around and spoke to Aaron solemnly.

"Huh? Why?" Aaron froze, instinctively wanting to refuse.

He did not know this so-called Master Tein, nor had he participated in this matter at all.

What was he going there for?

To serve as a backdrop?

Besides, he had only just become an extraordinary being and had not yet fully familiarized himself with the world after his advancement.

At this moment, the world in his vision was both unfamiliar and familiar. Rationally, he clearly knew this was the real world, yet he always felt it merely looked somewhat familiar, as though he had seen it somewhere before.

Even without Sart's explanation, Aaron knew this was definitely an aftereffect of absorbing extraordinary aura.

He needed time to adapt, and he also needed Sart to teach him more about extraordinary knowledge.

Although he had already become an extraordinary being, he still knew very little about the basic knowledge of the extraordinary and needed time to catch up.

"You are my fiancé. I need you to accompany me. Besides, you need to meet the city lord as well. I assume you have never met him before, right?" Alice slowly walked up to Aaron and stared at him seriously.

To be fair, this was also the first time Aaron had examined Alice from such close range, and he had to admit that his future wife was indeed very beautiful.

Her platinum-blond hair had become slightly disheveled from the frantic run earlier, but it did nothing to diminish her beauty.

Her slightly narrow eyes were faintly narrowed, and paired with her willow-leaf brows, they only made her heroic air stand out more.

However, the sight of her smashing through the door earlier had been deeply imprinted in Aaron's mind and would not leave him.

Had he not seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it difficult to imagine that a woman of somewhat petite build could smash a thick wooden door into pieces.

Such scenes usually only appeared in movies, but witnessing it in person was far more impactful and shocking than any movie, even a VR film.

Seemingly noticing Aaron's distraction, Alice slightly withdrew her smile. A trace of disappointment flashed through her eyes before she gave a cold snort.

"Ah?... I really have never met the city lord." Aaron steadied himself and answered honestly.

In his memories, this impoverished noble had basically spent every day idling around, barely scraping by through selling off family property.

Forget the city lord—even other nobles would not associate with him.

Perhaps in their eyes, Aaron had effectively been stripped of his noble status and was no different from an ordinary commoner.

Then, he realized something was wrong. Or rather, the more he learned about and came to understand this world, the more wrong it felt.

The previous owner of this body seemed to be in an exceedingly contradictory state. On one hand, all of his common knowledge about daily life had been retained; on the other, whenever extraordinary knowledge was involved, he knew absolutely nothing.

That was unreasonable.

From the information he had gathered so far, this should have been a high-magic world. Extraordinary phenomena were everywhere. While it had not reached the point where Sword Saints and Archmages roamed the streets, ordinary people should at least have heard of extraordinary phenomena.

Yet he knew nothing at all?

He was as clean as a blank sheet of paper?

Just as he was preparing to think it through carefully, a sword suddenly appeared before his eyes, forcibly interrupting his thoughts.

Aaron froze. Looking at the familiar patterns on the scabbard, he finally realized that this was Albert's family sword—the longsword that had been pawned for drinking money.

"Your sword, Sir Aaron. Although I do not wish to emphasize it again, as a noble, you should cherish your family, should you not?" Alice handed the longsword to Aaron with both hands and reminded him in a low voice.

Aaron hesitated for a moment, then bent slightly and accepted the longsword with both hands as well. He quietly said, "Thank you."

Alice likewise gave a slight bow in response, then turned to Ed, who had returned with the sword, and instructed, "Go notify the city lord first. We will pay him a visit later."

As a direct descendant of House of Iris, although she was still a noble without a fief, her status was on par with that of a city lord who possessed territory, and in some respects even slightly surpassed it.

Therefore, even though she cared about noble etiquette, she did not hold much respect for the city lord.

Ed, who had just rushed back, silently nodded. Before he could even rest, he bowed and left again.

"Since you're going to visit the city lord, why not tell me about Tien?" Aaron glanced at Ed's departing figure and said to Alice. "Even now, I still don't know what exactly happened."

If he remembered correctly, Tien had been a Bronze Tier diviner.

It was because of his death that the city guard had searched the sewers and subsequently discovered him.

And it was precisely because Leyden City could not find a second Gold Coin Path extraordinary being after his death that Aaron had spent several days in prison, freeloading off the food.

And now, Alice seemed to still be investigating the cause of Tien's death?

That could not help but make Aaron curious.

Alice pursed her lips and discreetly glanced sideways at Sart, but Sart acted as though he had not seen her signal, lowering his head as if studying the patterns on the crystal ball in his hand.

"Master Sart." Alice had no choice but to remind him aloud.

"Hm?" Sart raised his head as if waking from a dream, with even a dazed glimmer in his eyes.

Naturally, Alice was not fooled by his performance. She slowly said, "Night will be falling soon. As I recall, your accommodation has not been arranged yet."

Sart gave a dry cough and looked at Alice with a half-smile. "Miss Alice, do you think that, as Leyden City's only current prophet, I would not be involved in this matter?"

Alice fell silent for several seconds. Her gaze flickered as she looked at Aaron, then Sart, before seeming to make up her mind and nodding. "In fact, Ed once told me that Tien died at the hands of Heretical Cult followers. Heretical Cult aura remained in the room."

Sart nodded casually, unsurprised by that answer.

When extraordinary beings died for no reason, it could usually be attributed to Heretical Cult followers or Heretical Cult aura.

Encountered something that could not be explained?

Just blame it all on the Heretical Cult followers. Nine times out of ten, they were behind it.

"But the problem is that Tien removed all his extraordinary accessories and protections before his death." Alice paused and stared at Sart. "He did not resist."

Sart, who had been calm until then, immediately turned serious. Even the starlight in his eyes grew several shades brighter. "Are you sure?"