"Yes, I understand you."
Aaron let out a sigh.
This was the mentality of an ordinary little citizen.
Even if one possessed firearms, extraordinary abilities, even non-human-grade Strange Objects, if all they wanted was a peaceful life, it would instead change their mindset, making them afraid to resist and increasingly cowardly.
When faced with threats, their first thought would be compromise, only to suffer even greater losses in the end.
That was precisely why a few thugs dared to extort an entire crowd.
Lilliat puffed up her cheeks and no longer wanted to speak.
Clearly, no matter how strongly she emphasized her own power, in old Vernon's eyes, she was still that little girl who needed protecting.
As the train began to move and the scenery on both sides sped backward, Vernon let out a long breath, his expression turning somewhat dejected. "My collections and my house... Mr. Baldwin is an honest merchant. He should handle them properly."
Forced to leave his homeland, even he was deeply saddened.
Aaron watched the scene without saying anything.
In truth, he could have used 'Spirit Realm Teleportation' to transfer them away in an instant.
But... he had done this on purpose.
This was a fine opportunity to see how Lilliat had grown.
Only the descendant of his sister received such treatment. If it were Nicholas, Percy, or the others, he would simply leave them to fend for themselves.
With that thought, Aaron took out another 1 Gold Pound coin, tossed it into the air, caught it on the back of his hand, and glanced at it after uncovering it. A faint smile appeared on his face.
"Mr. Aaron, are you divining something?" Lilliat asked curiously.
"Yes. And... I think Shadorn is a good place. I have a feeling something interesting will happen there,"