Lancaster Castle.
Aaron, appearing to be a middle-aged man, swaggered inside.
"Mr. Aaron!"
The two guards at the gate hurriedly lowered their heads in salute.
Aaron kept a cold face and did not respond at all.
He then made his way to the dungeon at the very bottom of the castle.
Quite a few people were imprisoned within the dank, dark dungeon.
Especially in the innermost cells, where two battered demon hunters were bound spread-eagled to wooden racks behind thick iron bars.
Jager held a red-hot branding iron in his hand and was listlessly drawing it back.
"My Lord Count..."
Aaron bowed slightly in salute.
That was right!
Jager was already a count by then!
As for Rude? After the former viscount fell into a river while drunk and drowned, several of his sons met with accidents one after another as well...
Then, his younger brother Jager became Viscount Lancaster!
After this war-madman took power, he immediately began a new round of demands upon the surrounding territories. After expanding his domain by a full circle, he became the influential Count Lancaster, a figure of considerable weight throughout the Rogge Kingdom!
As a fairly renowned herbalist in the territory, Aaron had naturally received an invitation from The Count.
After all, in order to study the power of demon hunters, Jager had been recruiting all manner of scholars and herbalists.
As long as they could prove their ability, they would receive his promotion, trust, and even rewards!
It had to be said that he was a qualified ruler and possessed a certain degree of leadership charisma as well.
As a free citizen of the territory, refusing would instead have seemed rather strange.
Thus, Aaron applied alongside the other herbalists and gradually distinguished himself... Of course, quite a few talents had emerged among