Raise Joan of Arc to be an empress, then discard her.

Aaron knew that "C-level superhuman" was the official title used by the government and the church to refer to various levels of superhumans, from C-level to S-level to the highest level, Special-level, ranked according to their strength.

With Aaron's current rank, he is indeed not even a C-level superhuman. Both Theo and Elliott are already S-level superhumans, the highest level. Aaron does not know the extent of Roland's abilities, but he estimates that Roland is also S-level. And Claire, who is standing next to him, is an incalculable special-level superhuman who cannot be described by ranks.

Hearing about the superhumans being classified into ranks, Aaron's competitive spirit was slightly aroused, and he began to hope to advance in the ranks as soon as possible.

After finishing her coffee, Claire put down the cup and said, "Alright, it's time. I have some things to take care of. You can learn about this much for today. I can give you two days off to take care of things at home."

“Okay,” Aaron replied.

Aaron and Claire left from the seventh and a half floor together. Before leaving, Aaron didn't forget to write a positive review for the business mice on the blackboard as a reward for them, hoping that they would be happy to see it.

They arrived at the elevator, but contrary to Aaron's expectations, Claire did not intend to go down with him. Instead, she planned to take the stairs to the top floor, seemingly intending to leave from the rooftop.

This is the privilege of angels; in Birmingham, the sky belongs to them.

After Claire said goodbye, Aaron took the elevator downstairs alone, where he was greeted by a bustling crowd.

Aaron suddenly had a feeling that once he left the seventh and a half level, the world here was no different from the ordinary world. The seventh and a half level was a world unique to spirit beasts, while outside the spirit beast world, it was still a world belonging to humans.

It turns out that those special worlds are hidden within the human world. They might be just one floor away from you, an unknown world you know nothing about. Your friendly neighbor, your boss, your best friend might also be a spirit beast hidden in the human world. This feeling is truly special.

Could this person not be human? Could the person sitting on the park bench reading the newspaper actually be a spirit beast? These thoughts began to arise in Aaron's mind, and once they started, he couldn't stop them, leading Aaron to now think everyone he sees is a spirit beast, even the kind old man who drives their carriage—he suspects he might be a spirit beast in disguise.

However, his immediate priority wasn't playing the guessing game about spirit beasts. He actually needed to move, since both the apartment he rented while working in the government building and the Iron Earl's villa were quite far from the Papal District. He couldn't accept having to commute an hour every day to work.

It would be best to rent a new house near the Papal District, which would require him to accomplish at least three things: pack his belongings at the Iron Earl's Villa, greet the butler, and pack his belongings in the rented house.

Chapter 194 Aaron's Butler

So, there was a lot to do. If he did it all by himself, even two days of vacation might not be enough. He needed to act quickly, so Aaron told the driver to head to Earl of Iron's villa first.

He climbed into the carriage and, as if possessed, looked out the window. He seemed to see birds flying overhead, and for a moment, he wondered if it was Claire in the sky. She had taken off from the rooftop of the building, soared into the sky, and was heading to where she needed to go.

It turns out that angels often fly above people's heads. Thinking about it this way, angels are not so far away as they seem; it's just that most of the time, you don't know they exist.

Aaron quickly returned to the Iron Earl's villa by carriage. Falk and Freya had already gone to Lodoren, Zane and Simon were still in the Crystal Palace and would not be back for a while. The Countess had already arrived in Lodoren, so Aaron was practically the only person living in the villa.

Just as Aaron was about to go upstairs to pack his things, the butler suddenly appeared and said, "Young Master Aaron, are you moving out of the villa?"

The butler's tone was not reproachful, but rather a very ordinary inquiry. Aaron nodded.

“Since you’re moving out, Young Master Aaron must be packing, finding a new place, renting a car, and moving. I’m quite familiar with the layout of Birmingham and have some influence with the housing company, so please allow me to do it for you,” the butler said respectfully.

Aaron was somewhat surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that having the butler's help was indeed the best option, as it could save him a lot of energy. Looking at the butler's gentle expression, Aaron was moved. He completely trusted the butler's professionalism and believed that the butler was acting out of good intentions, but he still had some hesitation.

“Young Master Aaron, this is nothing more than what we should do. Please allow us to help.” The butler continued.

Aaron hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed to the butler's suggestion.

"Okay, please tell me the address of the house you are renting, and I will send a maid over. Young master, you can sit down and have some tea and rest for a while. I have already contacted several of the largest housing companies in Birmingham and will soon select suitable housing options for you to choose from. May I ask what your requirements are for the house? What is your expected rent?"

The butler was extremely professional and always reliable, which made Aaron marvel at the service provided by the wealthy. Count Iron didn't even bring such a reliable butler to Lodoron; instead, the butler managed all the household affairs, as Count Iron was accompanied by an entire team of secretaries when he went to Lodoron.

Although the butler told him to rest while drinking black tea and wait for others to take care of things for him, he should deal with the "real important" matters.

But Aaron didn't actually have anything really important to do, and besides, he had very little luggage in the villa, so he went upstairs to pack his own things.

When he finished packing his suitcase, he opened the window and looked down from upstairs, only to find that the steward had already prepared a carriage for him.

His luggage was carried to the back of the carriage by the waiter, and as soon as he sat down, a strong coffee was served. It was his usual favorite flavor, and the maid remembered exactly how much sugar and milk he liked. It was already placed there without him having to ask.

He had just picked up a spoon with his left hand when a detailed housing information sheet was laid out clearly in front of him. The valet told him that this was only a preliminary selection of housing options by the housing company. According to Aaron's requirements, all the housing options were located close to the Papal District, and all were within a fifteen-minute drive of the Papal District.

If Aaron is not satisfied, they can let him choose again. Aaron can also tell them if he has any requests. The housing company staff even had the male servants tell Aaron that "they are very happy to serve Aaron."

The Iron Earl's carriage moved quite smoothly, with the wheels making no sound and only a very slight sway.

Aaron sipped his coffee while browsing the documents on the table, while the housing company manager sat opposite him in the carriage, staring intently at him with an expression that screamed "I'll kill you if you don't find a satisfactory place!" Aaron felt a little uncomfortable and could only pretend not to notice...

However, it must be said that the properties they selected were really good, the kind of good houses that Aaron would never find at a housing company. They almost met all of Aaron's requirements, but these houses still did not meet the impossible triangle of renting a house.

The so-called "rental trilemma" refers to three conditions: proximity to the company, good housing facilities, and low rent.

The housing company selected houses that met all of the first two criteria, except for the one that was cheap.

Despite the high rents, Aaron still had some difficulty making a choice, so he selected two places and planned to visit them first.

After a bumpy 30-minute ride, Aaron arrived at his destination. The house he used to rent was not far from the government building. At that time, his requirements for renting a house were that it be close to the company and the rent be cheap, so the location of the house was not very good.

They traveled almost all the way from the wealthy area to the city center, and then entered the lower-middle-class area occupied by row houses. The carriage was having some difficulty moving here. Horse manure and garbage began to pile up by the roadside, making the road increasingly difficult to travel, and the carriage swayed more and more violently.

Aaron hadn't been back here for a long time. His salary back then wasn't enough to rent a nice place, so he just treated it as a place to sleep and didn't come back often. Now that he's back, it even feels a bit unfamiliar.

Not wanting to attract attention, and given the poor condition of the roads, he alighted from the carriage early. The servant told him that the carriage would be waiting there, and that someone had already contacted the two properties Aaron was interested in. The landlords would be waiting there in person. As for the moving maids and servants, they were already on their way and would arrive a little later. Young Master Aaron only needed to rest in his room for a short while before someone came to help him move.

"Your wife is so thoughtful..." Aaron thought to himself, wanting to give them a five-star review.

Indeed, Aaron had been receiving five-star service all day and was almost turning into a spoiled young master who couldn't tell the difference between food and drink. He jokingly told the male servant this, and the male servant immediately replied that it was all their duty and that Aaron had more important things to do.

More important things...

Well, there are some things, like things he doesn't want others to clean up for him, or things he doesn't want others to see... That's why he was in a hurry to get back to his apartment.

By the way, I wonder if the landlord is here. The landlord of the house Aaron rented before wasn't a very easy person to talk to. After all, Aaron only rented a cheap townhouse. The people who rent here are all people who can't afford high rents, so the quality of the rental is really not good. The landlord's service attitude is also not very good.

But this time Aaron wanted the landlord to be there, because, as he had told Count Iron, he actually had about three more months left on his lease with the landlord, and his rent was actually paid weekly.

Thinking about it, he realized he hadn't paid rent for almost two weeks, and his landlord, Mr. Elwood, was no easy man to talk to. He was probably already thinking that if he didn't come back soon, he would throw all his things out of the house.

"We need to get back quickly." Aaron even felt a little nervous.

Based on his memory, Aaron found the townhouse hidden among several buildings, 107 Herrick Street.

To be honest, the environment here isn't great. The townhouses closest to the street are dirty and old, but because they're adjacent to the street, they get sunlight, so they're still passable. The houses in the middle of the townhouses are not so good; they're cold, damp, and have puddles and garbage at the entrance. But relatively speaking, the rent is cheaper than the two houses at the beginning and end.

The staircase was quite old. Aaron stopped in front of the third floor, took out his key, and opened the door.

The door opened, revealing a small house that could be divided into only two parts: a bedroom and a bathroom. The house wasn't divided into functional areas; aside from the bathroom, the remaining space served as a bedroom, a study, and a living room all in one.

The wardrobe, desk, and bed were all crammed together, with a rattan chair barely squeezed in between. The entire house didn't even have a kitchen. The only window for ventilation was the bay window in front of the desk, but since Aaron hadn't returned, the bay window hadn't been opened for a long time, and the windowpanes were covered with a layer of dust.

The room was a mess, and besides that, there was a sour smell coming from the untidy dishes piled on the cabinet. Among them was leftover wheat porridge that Aaron had cooked.

Aaron cooked the porridge on a gas stove because he didn't have a kitchen, so he would usually use the gas stove to simply heat up food.

As for why there was food left over, Aaron vaguely remembered that he had planned to have the leftover porridge from the morning for dinner, so he hadn't thrown it away. Who would have thought that he would never come back?

Looking at it, Aaron's mixed wheat porridge had been sitting there for almost two weeks, emitting a foul smell. He glanced inside and noticed that it seemed to be infested with worms; one look was enough to make him too disgusted to look any longer.

He remembered it for the first few days, but then he completely forgot about it.

The immediate priority was ventilation and getting rid of the food. Aaron, suppressing his nausea, put on gloves and began clearing the table. The thought of having to go to the garbage station downstairs made him feel a little tired, but he still got to work efficiently.

He happened to be planning to buy a new set of tableware at a new place, so cleaning up was no problem at all. He simply dumped the tableware into the bag, cleaned his hands, and then carried the trash to the garbage station.

As he passed the first floor, he noticed that the landlord's door seemed to be open, but because he was in a hurry to throw away the trash, Aaron didn't pay attention. He ran all the way to the garbage station, threw the trash in, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

When he returned to the third floor, he suddenly found his door wide open, as if it had been invaded.

Aaron frowned slightly. Although he was about to move out, the intrusion into his room still displeased him. He suppressed his displeasure and went closer to take a look. Sure enough, he saw the landlord standing in his room, disheveled, inspecting everything in the room.

"What are you looking at? I came to check if you've damaged any furniture in the room." Elwood held a bottle of liquor, his face full of hostility.

Aaron had lived a monotonous life for years, rarely interacting with Elwood, but he knew very well what kind of person Elwood was.

Elwood may not be the worst landlord in downtown, but he's certainly not good either. He smokes, drinks, and associates with downtown prostitutes. The only thing he has in common is that he doesn't rent his house to downtown prostitutes, the kind of people they have to deal with in downtown.

For some reason, he seemed to dislike Aaron, but fortunately Aaron always paid his rent on time, and the two remained at peace.

But his absence for two weeks and the failure to pay rent also seemed to anger him, so he resorted to the landlord's usual trick: to inspect the furniture in the room.

According to the contract, damage to the furniture is a reason for compensation. However, there is a lot of discretion in determining what constitutes damage. Most of the people renting in such places are workers, and the tenants often feel inferior when the landlord brings up this issue. Although Aaron is not afraid of compensation, he is also afraid of trouble and hopes to resolve the problem as simply as possible.

"Aaron, where have you been all this time? Did you quit your job at the government building? You still owe me two weeks' rent, when are you going to pay me back?" Elwood picked up the bottle and took a swig, his tone unfriendly.

"It's nothing. I found a new job and I'm moving out soon, so I came back to pack my things and also to discuss terminating the lease with the landlord," Aaron said.

“You still have three months left on your lease. If you just leave like this, don’t even think about getting your money back.” Elwood glanced at Aaron.

This is what Aaron is worried about.

If the landlord is easy to talk to, the problem may be solved by simply paying two weeks' rent, and the deposit can be returned after negotiation.

However, if the landlord is difficult to deal with, the tenant will be in trouble. Theoretically, unpaid rent plus early termination of the contract constitutes a double breach of contract, and the landlord can sue the tenant. Landlords are often backed by professional housing companies and have professional legal backgrounds, giving them a significant advantage over tenants. Even someone like Aaron, who has the money to pay compensation, will face considerable difficulties.

However, it usually doesn't escalate to that point. He was prepared to pay the penalty for breach of contract, and he and the landlord weren't enemies, so there was no need for the other party to make things difficult for him.

It's best to get this sorted out before the butler and maid arrive; Aaron doesn't want to delay the move.

Seemingly sensing that Aaron intended to compromise, the landlord didn't press the issue. He rested his hand on his back, leaned one leg against the table, and appeared to be considering how to handle the situation.

Aaron, after all, was not a newcomer to the workforce. He said calmly, "Of course, all of this is written in the contract, but I have found a new job and need to move out immediately. I can pay the rent now."

Seeing Aaron's amiable demeanor, the landlord didn't get angry. He plopped down in a wicker chair and said gently, "Kid, are you really not planning to rent it for the remaining days? The deposit isn't easy to get back, so you should think it through."

Chapter 195 Acting in Accordance with the Contract

As he sat in the wicker chair, flipping through some unimportant things on the table, his tone surprisingly suggested that he was considering Aaron's best interests.

"Yes, I've thought it through. I just need to get things sorted out here as soon as possible. It's okay if the deposit is refunded a little less," Aaron replied.

Elwood rummaged through the things on the table while looking around, hoping to find something interesting in Aaron's room, but he was disappointed. Aaron seemed to be a rather boring person, with no hobbies, no interests, no bad habits, neither smoking nor drinking, and it seemed that even women could not arouse his interest.

I really don't know what the purpose of this person's life is. He looks like a poor wretch. I really don't know where this guy spends his money. He doesn't even own much of his furniture. At least part of the rented room is still the same as before. Even the landlord thinks this kind of life is too boring and looks disappointed.

"You... never mind... you're really no fun..."

“If you insist on moving, clean the room thoroughly, and remember to wipe the furniture clean too. Then let me inspect it, or you’ll have to pay two silver snakes for cleaning.” Seemingly bored, Elwood slowly stood up from the wicker chair, supporting his back.

"No problem." Aaron said kindly, but sighed inwardly.

It seems the other party still wants him to clean the room before dealing with the rest of the matter. Oh well, at least it's not the most troublesome situation.

“I doubt you can handle this house in a day. Do you want me to find you a helper? I can give you a 20% discount.” The landlord glanced back at Aaron.

"No need, I can do it myself."

The landlord finally lost all interest and staggered toward the door. It seemed he had gotten up too fast and his blood hadn't caught up, so he stumbled and almost fell. Luckily, Aaron, who was nearby, caught him in time.

"I'm fine..."

The landlord helped Aaron to his feet, but he kept feeling something poking Aaron's hand. He looked down and saw the ring on Aaron's hand.

Aaron has two rings. One is an engagement gift from the King and Queen, made of the same material as the princess's engagement ring. It is priceless and he keeps it carefully.