"Okay, I'll go with you." Aaron agreed so neatly that even Knight of the Silver Hand was startled, and the persuasion plan he had been brewing in his heart for a long time had no time to implement.
"In that case, when will you leave?" Knight of the Silver Hand's attitude towards Aaron became much more respectful after meeting Silver Hand Warhammer.
Aaron thought for a while and turned to look at Vereesa. Vereesa signaled Aaron to make his own decision. He had no objection.
Aaron turned back and looked at this Knight of the Silver Hand: "Then without further ado, let's set off now."
Knight of the Silver Hand naturally did not think that Aaron was too vigorous. Seeing that Aaron agreed, he mounted his horse and prepared to lead Aaron, but Aaron's actions shocked him.
I saw Aaron reaching out and waving to Dreadwake, which was parked not far away. The ship swayed slightly, rose into the air, and flew to Aaron. After it stopped, a rope ladder hung down from the side.
"This... is this?" Knight of the Silver Hand, who had never seen such a scene before, was very frightened. While comforting his frightened mount, he looked at Aaron in confusion and asked.
This young Paladin had seen Dreadwake before. At that time, Aaron specially put Dreadwake in order to make it easier for Tyr's Guard to move their loot to the ship. was parked on the shore of the small lake. Paladin thought that these reclusive Tyr's Guard had lost their minds and gone crazy to build a large ship that was obviously suitable for ocean voyages in such a small lake without any channels connected to other waters.
However, the scene in front of him made Paladin even more horrified. After all, he had seen a lot of big ships, but he had never seen one that could fly by itself. When he first saw this scene, he even wondered if he was too tired from traveling all night and fell asleep.
"This is my ship, Dreadwake." Aaron pointed at Dreadwake and introduced. He was thinking about finding an opportunity to paint the name of the ship on the side of the ship. It must be very obvious so that everyone who sees the ship can see it at the first glance.
"Dreadwake? It's really scary." Knight of the Silver Hand looked at Dreadwake floating in the air and murmured, then turned to look at Aaron: "Then you want to fly over from the air? In that case..."
Knight of the Silver Hand took out a map from his pocket, handed it to Aaron, and pointed out the location of Grand Monastery. He said that he and his mount were too tired from traveling continuously, and I was afraid that I, Aaron, could not lead the way.
Aaron thought for a while and said, "It doesn't matter. We are not in a hurry anyway. Let's go with you. If I go there by myself, I'm afraid the people there may not believe what I say."
"Okay, then I will lead the way for you." Knight of the Silver Hand thought for a while, accepted Aaron's statement, turned around, and prepared to lead the way for Aaron.
Aaron looked at the seemingly stubborn Knight of the Silver Hand, shook his head, stopped him, and directed Dreadwake to fall back into the lake. He also asked Tyr's Guard to provide several long wooden boards to build a simple trestle connecting the lake shore and the Dreadwake deck, and signaled Knight of the Silver Hand to get on the boat.
After all three people got on the deck, everyone at Tyr's Guard on the shore withdrew their planks. Aaron said goodbye to everyone again, and then controlled Dreadwake to fly in the direction of Grand Monastery.
After this period of practice, Aaron has become more and more proficient in controlling Dreadwake. Now it is completely possible to command Dreadwake to fly while doing other things that are not so tiring, such as chatting with Knight of the Silver Hand.
After chatting, Aaron learned that this Knight of the Silver Hand's name was Alton, and he was a newcomer who had just completed the promotion ceremony this year and became Paladin. Speaking of the scene at that time, the young Alton seemed extremely excited and chattered about the situation to Aaron.
Thanks to the eloquent Paladin, Aaron and their trip was not boring. As the afternoon approached evening, they saw the towering spire of Grand Monastery from a distance.
As one of the several holy places of Church of the Holy Light and the headquarters of Order of the Silver Hand, in addition to the main building as one of the symbols of Holy Light, Grand Monastery is also surrounded by many buildings, which together form this building complex that can accommodate tens of thousands of people.
Different from several Eastern Kingdoms famous cities that Aaron has seen, the Grand Monastery building complex is more like a huge military camp than the city, where Paladin wearing heavy armor can be seen everywhere. No, there are also many Priests wearing robes walking here. In terms of the number of Holy Light users alone, this is probably the place with the largest number of Eastern Kingdomss that Eastern Kingdoms has ever visited or even the entire Azeroth.
In order to avoid causing any trouble, Aaron controlled Dreadwake to fly slowly close to the ground while it was still a long way away from Grand Monastery. However, such a ship that could walk on land still attracted the attention of local residents, especially the children who had not officially joined the Knights, and excitedly circled around Dreadwake.
Alton said apologetically to Aaron: "Please wait here for a moment, I will report to Lord Mograine first."
"It's okay, I'll just wait here for a while." Aaron waved his hand and watched Falton get off the boat and walk towards the highest church.
"There are quite a few children here," Aaron stood on the side of the boat and looked at the children below, but his expression soon changed. "Hey, that unlucky kid, what do you want to do?"
The little guy below who sneakily approached Dreadwake was startled. He hurriedly hid the crime tools in his arms, pretending to be a wizard and was about to leave. However, he did not expect that Aaron standing on the deck actually fell down from above and blocked his way.
Aaron made a fierce look, glared at the naughty boy, and said, "Little rascal, quickly, take out the things!"
"I didn't do anything." The little guy blinked and said innocently.
"You haven't done anything? Okay, you wait." Aaron showed a ferocious smile, turned to look at the children who had just been frightened and fled away, and now gathered around him, and said, "Would any of you tell me what this child's name is and where his adults are, and I'll ask him to get on my boat and fly around."
After finishing speaking, Aaron lowered his head and looked at the little guy whose expression changed drastically, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I'll go talk to your parents."
"I... didn't do anything." The little guy still looked like he refused to admit it, but he glanced at someone in the group of children.
"Uncle, I apologize to you for my brother's naughty behavior." A boy who looked similar to this naughty guy but was much older came over, pulled his brother behind him, bowed slightly to Aaron, and said.
Aaron originally didn't want to embarrass these children, he just wanted to scare them. Since the naughtiest one was already frightened, Aaron didn't go into details further.
"Well, sir, let me tell you what this guy's name is. Can you let me go up and have a look?" Just when Aaron thought that the matter was over, a little girl who looked about eight or nine years old walked up to Aaron.
"Sally!" The big boy just looked at the little girl with some dissatisfaction. However, after being glared at by Sally, he calmly stopped making any sound. The little boy made a face at her but didn't say anything.
"Sir, is your promise just now still valid?" Sally seemed to be really interested in Dreadwake, looking at Aaron and urged.
Aaron just heard the little girl's name and thought of something. He looked at the two boys, one big and one small, over there. "Your name is Renault, your name is Darion, am I right?"
Darion, who looked less than five years old, lowered his head dejectedly and said, "Yes, my name is Darion, Darion·Mograine."
Renault, who is the same age as Sally, looked at Aaron in surprise. "Sir, do I know you?"
"Well, I've heard of your names." Aaron smiled and turned to look at Dabai on the side... No, Sally said, "You are the little girl of Whitemane's family, right?"
Sally·Whitemane seemed to think that he failed to say Darion's name first and had no chance to go up to Dreadwake. He lowered his head and responded without saying anything else.
Aaron looked at the little guys around him, smiled bitterly, pointed at the rope ladder, and said, "Okay, okay, you can all go up and have a look, but be careful."