"Blessing of Freedom?" Aaron thought for a moment and remembered a skill of Paladin. The reason why Vereesa's trap failed was the effect of this blessing skill.
The thief who came to steal was actually a knight of Silver Hand. After thinking about this, Aaron had a bad feeling in his heart. He didn't know whether the Paladin who came to steal planned it alone or if it was a group of people. If it was the former, it would be okay to just catch the thief and hand it over to old Mograine and the others. But if it was the latter, then Aaron would have to consider whether he should leave here overnight to avoid getting involved in bigger trouble.
"Don't even think about running away!" Aaron saw the thief running towards the door quickly. He shouted and rushed over, blocking the other person before he could go out. With a move of faith, a golden shield appeared in his left hand and hit him on the forehead before the other person could defend himself.
"You..." The thief who was hit by Aaron's shield glared at Aaron, reached to his waist with his right hand, took off a long sword, and slashed at Aaron randomly.
"If you can't make money, you want to kill someone?" Seeing this, Aaron hurriedly waved his shield to block the opponent's attack. He didn't expect that this Paladin part-time thief would be so vicious. He was caught off guard. Fortunately, Aaron had quick hands and eyes and blocked the opponent's attack. However, seeing the opponent's vicious attacks going straight to the vital point, Aaron was also aroused in his heart.
Before, Aaron just wanted to stop this thief and hand it over to Silver Hand to Judgement. However, the current situation made Aaron feel that he was too kind. Such a vicious guy should leave him with indelible painful memories.
"Go to hell." Paladin stared at Aaron angrily. The long sword in his hand was as fierce as a sword. For a moment, Aaron was still a little confused and could only keep blocking with his shield.
However, this guy seemed a little too excited, and his attacks became more and more unorganized. Aaron soon spotted a loophole, blocked the blade with his shield, and punched the opponent in the chest.
Perhaps for the convenience of movement, this Paladin was not wearing armor, but Aaron's punch was an uncontrolled punch in anger. It hit the opponent directly and staggered back a few steps.
Aaron gained the upper hand and rushed forward, reaching out to hold the opponent's wrist and pinching it hard with his fingers. The pain caused the opponent to let go of the weapon in his hand. Aaron immediately kicked the sword away and punched the opponent again, hitting the opponent's cheek, causing the opponent to spit blood.
"Leave it to me." Aaron punched out again, this time harder than before. If it was hit hard, the thief would be broken at least.
However, Aaron was surprised to find that there was something wrong with the touch from the front of his fist after the punch hit him, as if it had hit a steel plate. When he looked carefully, he saw that Paladin had already opened. Divine Shield withstood Aaron's punch.
After Aaron punched with all his strength, there was no time to adjust the gap. This Paladin swung past Aaron and ran towards the entrance of the courtyard, shouting as he ran, "Help, I'm killing someone!"
Aaron was dumbfounded as this shameless thief dared to shout. However, as Paladin, who was in charge of the night watch, quickly gathered around him, Aaron had a bad feeling in his heart. "Did these guys come by a coincidence?"
When Aaron beat the thief before, it caused a lot of noise, but the Paladins who were watching the night outside showed no reaction. Now, as soon as the thief asked for help, a group of people came running over. Who would believe that there was no conspiracy behind it?
"What's going on?" The Paladins on night watch were led by a young Paladin. Aaron vaguely remembered that he had seen this guy before. He must have been the management of the Knights.
As soon as the group of Paladin came over, they surrounded Aaron. The leader looked at the bruised thief who was beaten by Aaron, frowned and asked, "What's going on, Lyman, please speak slowly."
"Captain Barthilas, this person wants to kill me." Lyman pointed at Aaron and said.
"You still dare to beat me up?" Aaron glared at the young Paladin named Lyman. I didn't expect that this guy would dare to spit on others and falsely accuse himself of attacking him. What's hateful is that Aaron really has no evidence to support his words. This cunning Paladin had only made a gesture to steal Silver Hand and Truthguard. In fact, he didn't even take the two artifacts with him when he jumped out of the window to escape. However, the injuries on this guy's body were very detrimental to Aaron.
"Please stay quiet. I will ask you about the situation later." Barthilas glanced at Aaron and said coldly in a businesslike manner. Then he turned to Lyman and said gently, "Lyman, please speak slowly. As long as we are here, no one dares to threaten you."
"Yes, captain." Lyman responded, and at the same time glanced at Aaron with great pride, and then told Barthilas a nonsense story.
In Lyman's narration, he saw Aaron sneaking back out of the yard with malicious intentions. He was worried that Aaron had done something bad, so he followed him. However, he did not expect that he would incur Aaron's revenge because he broke into Aaron's tracks, so he hurriedly ran away.
"You shameless liar." Vereesa on the side pointed angrily at Lyman, his outstretched fingers trembling with his own anger, "I can prove that this guy broke into Aaron's room."
However, before Vereesa could tell what had just happened, Barthilas waved his hand to stop Vereesa, and said with a smile, "Ms. Windrunner, I think you may have been deceived by this despicable guy. Please wait a moment, and we will investigate the facts soon."
"You!" Vereesa glared at Barthilas fiercely, and just as she was about to say something, Aaron reached out and patted her shoulder gently, whispering, "Don't be angry, let me handle this matter by myself, I want to see what other tricks they can come up with."
"Be careful, if it doesn't work, we'll just break out." Vereesa calmed down a little and said to Aaron worriedly.
"Don't worry." Aaron smiled, turned to look at Barthilas, and said, "I wonder how Captain Barthilas plans to investigate?"
Barthilath sneered and said, "Of course I will take you to the interrogation room and interrogate you properly."
When he said this, the expression on Barthilas's face turned into a ferocious smile. Obviously, the interrogation he was talking about must have included some physical and mental torture. If Aaron had really been interrogated, he would have lost a layer of his skin.
"Then what if I say I won't go with you?" Aaron has communicated with Xal'atath a long time ago. Once the situation arises, he will immediately fly to Dreadwake with Vereesa. At that time, whether he wants to leave or use the naval gun on Dreadwake to counterattack, it all depends on Aaron's mood.
"Then it's not up to you." Barthilas waved to his subordinates, and all the Paladins pulled out their weapons one after another, stepped forward, and surrounded Aaron, with the intention of taking down Aaron if they disagreed.
"Stop!" Just when Aaron was about to ask Xal'atath to help, a powerful shout came from a distance. The faces of Paladin who surrounded Aaron changed drastically and hurriedly stopped their movements. However, the expression on Barthilas's face did not change much.
Soon old Mograine and Tirion walked over quickly, ordered the group of Paladins to put away their weapons, and then asked everyone present what happened just now.
Lyman's words were naturally the same as before, and Aaron told what had just happened. However, just as Aaron had worried before, he had no concrete evidence to prove that Lyman wanted to steal the two artifacts, and Vereesa's testimony seemed less credible because of his relationship with Aaron.
"That is to say, you don't have any evidence to prove your accusations, right?" Old Mograine looked at Lyman and Aaron, pondered for a while, and said, "In this case, then..."
"Wait a minute, I want Holy Judgement!" Lyman suddenly said before the old Mograine made his final decision. As soon as he said this, everyone in the venue stopped talking and fell silent.