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

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I always feel uncomfortable with your gaze…” Neve said, looking at him.

“No, I’m just a little envious of you guys,” Aaron said.

“Envious of us? Dragons live much longer than humans. I don’t really understand humans. If only humans could live a little longer,” Neve said.

Aaron came to Neve because he wanted to learn about the dragon race. He didn't hide his ulterior motives and told Neve the truth.

“Alright, since you all need our help to advance, I’ll leave this to Neve. There’s a black dragon living in Lodoren, and Neve can introduce you to him.” Neve readily agreed.

So, he had to rely on the dragon race to advance his career? This was the first time Aaron had ever heard of such a thing.

“However, you are not yet proficient in your abilities, so it is not suitable for you to go to him now. Let’s talk about it when you are close to upgrading your sequence. In the meantime, you can come to our side, and Neve can teach you the methods of dragon combat.”

Aaron was pleasantly surprised, but he had to work and probably wouldn't have much time to come over.

"Work?" Neve asked back.

Aaron thought Neve wouldn't understand, so he explained, "If you don't work, you won't have money. If you don't have money, you won't be able to afford food. If you can't afford food, you'll starve to death. So you have to work."

Although Neve didn't understand, she said, "If you ever get hungry, just come find us. We sometimes get hungry too, but it's better for four people to go hungry than for one person to go hungry. If we find something to eat, we can share it with you."

“Okay,” Aaron said. “It’s a pity I want too many things; I guess that day will never come.”

“What do you want? I know something that a human really wants. If you like it, I’ll give it to you,” Neve said.

Aaron was speechless for a moment. It wasn't that he didn't trust Neve, but based on his previous experience, Neve would probably come up with something strange again. However, Aaron still accepted her kindness and was even somewhat looking forward to what Neve would bring out.

Neve looked very serious. After she finished eating, she actually went to the city wall and found an iron box. When she returned to the city wall, she asked Aaron to close his eyes and open them after a while.

"3, 2, 1, can you open your eyes now?" Aaron cooperated readily.

"Okay."

Aaron opened his eyes and was stunned when he saw what Neve held up in front of him.

What Neve was holding in her hand was a glittering gold flower.

The golden flower was different from the ones Aaron often saw, because it was actually the previous generation's golden flower, with the previous king's image printed on it. The golden flower originally had some dirt on it, but Neve wiped it with her dirty clothes and it became golden and shiny again, glowing in the sunset.

“If you don’t like this, I have something else.” Neve thought Aaron was not satisfied, so she generously took out another gold coin. This time, the gold coin was even rarer. It was a Lucretian gold coin, and it even had the Mad King’s portrait printed on it. Even Aaron had not seen such an old gold coin in a long time. Now, in addition to its intrinsic value, this kind of gold coin probably also has collectible value. The value of one is estimated to be equivalent to his monthly salary.

Neve shook the tin box in her hand, and it made a clanging sound. Inside, gold, silver, and copper coins were mixed together, along with many colorful glass marbles and marbles. It was more like Neve's treasure box than a piggy bank. Neve handed the tin box to Aaron while eating, as if to say that it was okay for Aaron to take the whole box.

Aaron stared at the coins in the box for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "Seeing so much money all at once, I suddenly don't like money anymore. You can keep it."

"You don't like it anymore?" Neve asked, puzzled. "Don't humans all like this? Then you can pick one."

Aaron thought for a moment, picked out a glass bead from the pile, and said while playing with it, "Actually, I really like your blueberry juice. I only licked it a few times, and not only was the poison neutralized, but my wound also started to heal. I really want this stuff."

Before Neve could react, Igorius, standing below the city wall, reacted first. The object in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, and he said with tears in his eyes, "After all these years... I've finally met a human who understands me! No problem! I'll make as much blueberry juice as you want!"

*

"Oh, you're back." Elliott turned his head and looked at the man and three dragons who had returned. Each of the three dragons was carrying something on its back, and even Aaron was carrying something in his hand. It seemed that they really intended to rebuild the house, and that they would start today.

“If you had so much stuff, you could have used it to exchange for food and wouldn’t always be hungry,” Aaron said.

Igorius said, “It’s alright. We used to go hungry because it snows in Lodoran in winter, and when it snows, we can’t find any food. But recently we’re not so hungry because we’ve found a new food source that’s much easier than just going up the mountain to hunt.”

"New food sources?"

"Yes, and they're right here in the city, so we don't have to go up the mountain to catch them. There are a lot of them, and although catching them isn't easy, it's a lot of fun. But lately they've become very cautious and haven't come out much."

A bad feeling welled up in Aaron's heart, and he stopped and asked, "What exactly is this new food source you're talking about?"

“I’m only telling you this, so don’t tell anyone else,” Igorius said.

"It's a type of rat, different from the common rats. They have a white eyebrow on their face, and they have more meat and taste better. Thanks to them, we haven't been going hungry lately. But they've become more cautious recently. We plan to find an opportunity next time and catch a few in one go..."

Chapter 213 The True Angel

Upon hearing this, not only Aaron but also Elliott, who was standing next to him, gaped open. For a moment, they were stunned and stood frozen in place.

"What, you're interested in that kind of rat too? Let me tell you, that kind of rat is delicious roasted or grilled. I'll let you try it sometime."

Aaron suddenly grabbed Igorius's shoulders with both hands: "From now on... don't go catching those rats anymore..."

"Huh?" This time it was Igorius's turn to be stunned. "Why?"

"This matter... is difficult for us to explain to you... You can catch other rats, but please don't catch the rats with white eyebrows anymore. As for the food issue... we... no... they will take care of it for you. In short, please don't catch those rats anymore... I'm begging you for a favor..."

"Uh... okay... alright..."

Seeing that Aaron and Elliott were both trying hard to keep their expressions straight and that they looked strange, Igorius didn't press them further.

In fact, Aaron's mind was in turmoil. It turned out that the so-called abnormal power in Blackrock Street didn't refer to Dastro at all, but to these three five-colored dragons who liked to catch and eat white-browed rats...

Indeed, after all, the rat swarm usually faces three pure-blooded five-colored dragons, a treatment that most spirit beasts don't even receive in the forest... The white-browed rat swarm probably never expected to encounter three five-colored dragons in Blackstone Street, a human territory...

The thought made Aaron tense. If they had heard from the beginning that it was three five-colored dragons hunting the rats, they would have taken it very seriously. But they never expected that it would be three five-colored dragons like these.

After a while, Theo arrived at their meeting place. He looked exactly the same as when he set off, except that he was holding a man's arm when he returned.

Theo tossed his arm in front of them: "I had a Seven Deadly Sins, but he got away and I only have an arm left. But I should be able to get by with this arm."

Why do you all have such strange expressions?

“It’s alright…it’s alright. We’ve caught one of the Seven Deadly Sins, so the problem with Blackrock Street is solved,” Elliott said.

Aaron nodded in agreement.

"What bad luck... That guy's blessing seems to be something like a gecko, very good at hiding, and now I don't know where he's hiding..." Theo looked very regretful.

“It’s okay, let’s walk back and buy a beer on the way. We might just bump into each other on the way back,” Theo said.

"Okay, let's treat it as a celebration."

"Ah."

As the sun set, they said goodbye to Neve and slowly walked back home.

They actually found a fries stand near Blackrock Street, and the owner also sold beer, so they bought three bottles.

Because Theo kept holding onto the Seven Deadly Sins' arm and using it as a cane, waving it around wildly, and given Theo's size and appearance, the people nearby were terrified of them. The vendor was so nervous when he gave them the fries that he almost refused to take their money.

"Here, have a beer, then you can go home and leave work." Theo handed them the bottles, and Elliott and Aaron also bought two servings of French fries.

The three chatted about their experiences on the mission. Elliot and Theo talked a lot, but Aaron fell silent as the conversation turned to him, and Aaron could only eat his fries in silence.

Theo joked that he had never seen an Inquisitor shatter the crystal to call for help in less than two hours of a mission. Aaron had really broken records this time, and he guessed that this could be a funny story to tell future Inquisitors.

Although he was scolded, Aaron gained a lot from this trip. He should go back and train for a while to familiarize himself with his abilities.

"Aside from that, today's mission went fairly smoothly." Theo tossed aside the beer bottle and picked up the arm again.

Elliott and Aaron agreed, but their idea of ​​a perfect completion was probably different from Theo's, a point Theo hadn't noticed.

Aaron shook the bottle, tilted his head back, and drank the remaining wine in one gulp. But as he looked up, he suddenly saw a white shadow in the sky. The white shadow seemed to be getting closer and closer to them, slowly appearing in front of them. Aaron put down the bottle and realized that it was Claire.

She still gave the same quiet impression as when Aaron first met her, like a painting viewed from afar, even though she was in the air.

This time, however, she wasn't wearing a hood. When she fell from the sky, she didn't do anything, but she descended like a pure white angel bathed in holy light. When she folded her huge wings, white feathers landed in front of him, and the girl came to his side, bringing a faint fragrance.

“Your Majesty Claire,” Aaron said hastily.

Theo and Elliott had actually seen Claire long ago; Theo was still holding the arm in his hand.

“I happened to be nearby, so I thought I’d drop by and see how it went. How was your first mission?” Claire asked.

It turned out they came to check on him. Aaron had heard that Claire was very busy every day, barely able to squeeze out half an hour of rest, as she spent all her time fighting evil. Her time was extremely precious, yet she still made a special trip to see him. Aaron was quite moved.

"It went fairly smoothly." Aaron glanced at Elliott.

"Yes, the mission was successfully completed. Aaron played a crucial role in the mission, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he made a great contribution." Elliott patted Aaron on the shoulder, showing him considerable respect.

“I was worried you wouldn’t be able to adapt to your first mission, but it seems I was worrying for nothing,” Claire said.

"I think it's okay, although the process was indeed a bit thrilling."

"I was mainly worried that you would die on your first mission, so I came to check on you."

Aaron was taken aback.

Elliott said, "According to our statistics, the casualty rate for new recruits on their first mission is as high as 63%, but as long as they complete their first mission and survive, their survival rate will increase significantly. So we are all happy that you survived your first mission unscathed."

"Aside from shattering the crystal on the first mission, nothing else really happened; at least I didn't die." Theo never hid his true feelings.

Claire nodded: "My only expectation of you was that you wouldn't die on your first mission. It seems you not only survived, but you also completed the mission very well. I'm very satisfied."

Theo and Claire's expectations of him were so low? Just that he wouldn't die? Aaron began to doubt himself; were their expectations of him really that low? What did they really think of him?

"Unfortunately, I managed to catch one of the Seven Deadly Sins, but he got away," Theo complained, waving his arm. "His abilities seem to be like a gecko's; he's very good at hiding."

Claire looked at the arm: "Is this that person's? Does he still have any marks on him?"

"Also, we should still be able to spot him from the air. He's seriously injured, so he probably hasn't gone too far."

"Leave it to me, maybe I can catch him."

She spread her wings, and a gentle breeze enveloped her. Like a daughter of the wind, she was slowly lifted into the air. At first, she was surrounded by the city's tall buildings and clock tower, and people standing by the window could still see her. When she stopped, she had flown over the entire city, standing at the very top of the clock tower, above everyone. Elliott and Aaron could only look up at her.

Not only Aaron, but people throughout the city were looking up at her. Some people standing in front of high-rise windows saw her floating in the air, with huge white wings gently swaying behind her. At this moment, she was so close to the city, yet she seemed to be detached from everyone, like an angel descending to earth.

She was bathed in the sunset, the sunlight dappling her pure white wings. Her long, deep blue hair hung down as she looked across the vast city, quickly searching for the person she was looking for.

At that moment, Aaron, like everyone else in the city, watched her hovering in the air, so far away. But in the sunset, Aaron wondered if he had ever seen such a sight before, seeing a girl floating alone in the air. What was he doing then? He must have been trying to live his life. What would he have thought if he had seen the girl in the air then? Would he have felt like an angel had descended, or would he have been indifferent?

Aaron also noticed that some people who saw her in the city put their hands to their chests, knelt down, and began to pray. The scene was like an oil painting, with an angel standing in the sky above the city, looking down on the entire city in the canvas painted by the sunset, while the people praying were hidden in the shadows. Only people like Aaron could notice them, or perhaps Aaron was one with them, only paying attention to the angel in the sky.

The girl didn't think much of it. In fact, she didn't linger in the air for long, because soon she saw a thin man walking unsteadily in the deserted streets of the city. His two arms were intact, but one sleeve of his clothes was missing, and he looked cunning and evil.

The next moment, Claire's wings folded slightly, and she moved. The calmer she was in the air, the more explosive she became as she swooped down. The air suddenly trembled, creating a huge shockwave, and her figure disappeared from the spot, flying towards her target, her wings carrying fire and lightning respectively.

The man was strolling casually down the street. Even though there was no one else around, he immediately spotted his predator in the air like a rat. His face turned deathly pale, and he frantically tried to run away.

His abilities were indeed related to geckos; his skin changed color rapidly, yet he ran with extraordinary speed. As the most cunning and treacherous of the Seven Deadly Sins, he had never been caught, even escaping unscathed from Theo's clutches. But now, he lacked the confidence to escape from her grasp.

It was as if divine punishment descended from the sky.

A figure as swift as lightning tore through the sky in an instant, swooping down from above. Even before she landed, the accompanying lightning alone created crisscrossing trenches on the ground, stretching rapidly along the road, as if the entire earth was trembling. The man tried his best to escape, but the girl's gaze remained fixed on him, icy and chilling.

The man was terrified. He felt immense pressure on his back, as if his body was about to be crushed. She hadn't displayed any special abilities, but rather extreme speed and violence.

Indeed, it wasn't any special ability, but rather extreme speed and extreme violence. Despite not accelerating at all, the girl easily broke the sound barrier. Although there was no supernatural power involved, when that force descended, he felt as if the end of the world was coming.

The man had only run a few steps when Claire was already parallel to him. He tried to resist, but the girl's hand was already on his body. In an instant, he felt like a feline being grabbed by the scruff of its neck, and his whole body suddenly became powerless.