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

"Yes, I'm trying to figure something out..." Actually, Aaron practiced all night, but because Claire was right next to him, he didn't dare to practice too hard, but he still made himself very tired.

"Don't go too far; your health is your most important asset," Claire advised.

"Okay, by the way, Lady Claire, I plan to go back to Birmingham today."

"Okay, I'll stay in Lordoren for a while longer. You can take the train back first."

*

After getting off the train at Birmingham, Aaron did not go to the Trial Church to report. Instead, he went back to his apartment and went directly to Birmingham University, where he found the small chapel where he had woken up that day.

The chapel had been completely destroyed by him, leaving only ruins. Even today, you can still see the scratches he left in the chapel after his monster transformation. However, Aaron also realized that since he had made such a commotion in the chapel without being discovered or hurting anyone, it meant that the place was secluded enough, making it the perfect training ground.

Moreover, practicing here might allow me to encounter that mysterious girl.

"Okay, since we've decided to do it, let's do it."

*

The next day, Aaron arrived at the church with dark circles under his eyes and found that there were already guests inside.

Beneath the enormous dome, amidst the sounds of water and the white light and shadow, Elliott was talking to a young blond man. Elliott was acting as usual, while the blond man's expression seemed anxious and ingratiating.

The blond man, holding a top hat, seemed to be a local Birmingham nobleman, much like most of the young men Aaron had met at the Crystal Palace that day.

"Lord Elliott, for the sake of the Seven Gods, but I have come with his parents' request, please help those two helpless parents..."

"But why must I be the one to do it?" Elliott asked.

“This…this…” The blond man hesitated greatly. “Because we believe…in all of Birmingham…no, in all of Doc, only Lord Elliott has enough charm to help him…”

The blond man seemed to have gone to great lengths to get the chance to see Elliot, and he didn't want to give it up, so he looked anxiously at Elliot.

Aaron hadn't been eavesdropping and was about to leave when he suddenly heard the blond man say, "And I'm afraid that in a few days... he'll be completely captured... I'm afraid he really will..."

After deliberating for a long time, the blond man chose a phrase that sounded very serious: "betrayal of the Seven Gods..."

Elliott shook his head, turned around and called to Aaron, who was about to run away: "Aaron, come here for a second."

“Lord Elliott.” Aaron pretended to be passing by and casually approached them.

The blond man straightened his clothes with a reserved air.

Elliott said to the blond man, “This is Aaron, our new judge of the Trial Church. He’s famous in Birmingham; you should have heard of him.”

“Mr. Aaron, I also attended the banquet at the Crystal Palace. My name is Elvin James Siddes, and I am a friend of Simon.”

Judging from their handshake, he was the kind of sophisticated aristocrat who spoke in a way that was as gentle as a spring breeze.

"So you're Simon's friend. You can call me Aaron."

“Aaron is very familiar with the situation in Birmingham. Tell him what you just told me and ask him to come and help.”

Irwin seemed to want to try to win Elliot back, but Elliot left on the grounds that he had something to do. Irwin had no choice but to place his hopes on Aaron and watch him longingly.

“We have tea and coffee in our church. Tell me your problem slowly.” Because the two were close in age and Erwin seemed easy to get along with, Aaron patted Erwin on the shoulder in a familiar manner.

"This matter..."

Erwin seemed to have no other choice, so he explained the whole story to Aaron.

After listening, Aaron realized that this was a matter concerning women, and it also involved the dark church.

“Mr. Aaron, this matter actually has nothing to do with me, but rather with a friend of mine…”

Aaron instinctively wanted to ask, "Is the friend you're talking about yourself?" But he held back because he realized that he wasn't talking about himself, but a friend of his.

"Actually, he's not my friend. That guy is my cousin. We grew up together and have always been very close. Besides, he's quite famous... never mind, you'll know once I tell you his name."

Aaron continued to smile, but in his heart he was thinking, "Are you sure I really know?"

Irwin continued, "As you can tell from my surname, the Siddes family holds some status in Birmingham..."

Aaron knew nothing about the Siddes family, but he understood the subtext: when a nobleman said his family had some standing in a certain field and place, the subtext was that they were very influential in that field and place.

As if he had made up his mind, Erwin said, "My friend is actually my cousin, Alex Moore Siddes."

Aaron was unusually surprised, because he actually knew this Alex from the Siddes family. He knew he was usually not interested in other people's affairs and never had a good memory of other people's names, so for him to remember him meant that the other person was really quite famous.

Alex Moore Siddes was indeed very famous. At the Crystal Palace banquet, Simon personally introduced him to him, praising him as having great potential. He had already entered the Treasury at the age of twenty and was said to be a potential future Minister of Finance. Even Simon himself introduced him to him.

If Aaron were still a civil servant in Birmingham, then Alex would be like the sun to him. The difference between them in terms of future prospects and family background would be so great that the radiance of Alex alone could burn Aaron to ashes.

But when Aaron met him at the banquet, he thought the other person was a very humble and handsome young man. He had beautiful blond hair like Erwin, and when he smiled, he would show his upper and lower teeth. Aaron saw girls giving him flirtatious glances at the banquet. He was the kind of "other people's child" who looked very humble, but whose introduction made his peers feel very frustrated.

"What happened to him?" Someone else's child had "gotten into trouble," and his cousin even had to judge him. The church even asked Elliott for help. If this got out, it would be big news. Even Aaron became curious.

"That's what his parents said when they first came to me. They said he had some mental problems, but it was inconvenient for them to come forward. They needed a young person to persuade him. After I saw him, I felt that only someone like Lord Elliott could persuade him..." Erwin sighed.

"What exactly happened?" Aaron was becoming increasingly curious.

“Because of a woman…” Erwin trembled as he spoke of this woman, whispering to Aaron, “This matter is related to the Dark Church…”

"Is it a supernatural event?"

"No, no, no, although this matter is related to the Dark Church, both sides have agreed not to use supernatural powers."

"Not using supernatural powers? Is it simply a matter of faith? Does that young master truly believe in the doctrines of the Dark Church?"

During this month, Aaron had gained a considerable understanding of the Dark Church. It was said that the Dark Church was a hedonistic order that enjoyed indulging in all kinds of pleasures, such as parties and revelry. They lived decadent lives without considering the consequences. If you didn't consider the shadow, they could only be considered a group of hedonistic extremists.

"I'll still take you to see it. I hope as few people as possible know about this," Erwin said mysteriously.

Elwin's carriage stopped next to the stone bridge. After Aaron and Elwin got into the carriage, Elwin didn't say anything more along the way, only saying that he would understand the situation once Aaron met him in person.

Soon they arrived at the huge manor. Through Elvin's introduction, Aaron learned that the Siddes family was an old noble family in Birmingham. They owned a manor in Birmingham and would vacation there every year when the weather was nice. Elvin warmly invited Aaron to join them, but Aaron politely declined.

When they arrived at the manor gate, Erwin, holding his cane, asked the gatekeeper to open the door, but the gatekeeper refused.

Now it was Erwin's turn to be stunned. He had just invited Aaron to the manor for a vacation, but now he couldn't even get in the door. This embarrassed Erwin greatly. He got angry, picked up his cane, and banged on the door: "Look who I am!"

"I'm sorry, but Master Alex has instructed that he will not see anyone, no matter who comes," a muffled voice came from inside.

Erwin was dumbfounded. He looked at the three- or four-meter-high walls of the manor and was momentarily at a loss.

"Aren't there any side doors or secret passages in the manor?" Aaron asked.

“Yes, there are, but the side doors and secret passages that I know, Alex definitely knows too.” Irwin’s implication was that it was useless now.

Aaron nodded: "Then let's figure out how to get in ourselves. Anyway, with your permission as the master, we're not considered trespassing."

“But…” Erwin said nervously, “I’m not a superhuman, Mr. Aaron, I…”

"It's alright, I'll give you a ride. Just tell me where we won't be spotted."

"This is it, this is where the stables are located in the manor..."

Erwin led Aaron on a long tour of the manor. It was clear that Erwin was not only not a superhuman, but also, as a young man, his stamina was not very good. He was already tired after walking half a lap and repeatedly asked to stop and rest.

Aaron ignored him and instead looked up at the high walls of the manor. The walls were about three meters off the ground, surrounded by cast-iron fences, though the fences appeared rusty and served more as a threat than a practical purpose.

After resting, Erwin stood beside Aaron and looked up at the iron fence with him: "Mr. Aaron, how do we get up? Should I go find some tools?"

"no need."

Aaron's eyes burned like lava, his arm transformed into a ferocious dragon, and a phantom dragon-like head bit into his arm. Seeing this change, Erwin was startled, thinking he was about to use force, unaware that he had used the power of Omniscience.

Aaron made himself lighter and leaped up lightly. He grabbed the wall with his right hand and lifted his whole body up. After confirming that no one had seen him, he used his dragon hands to grab the rusty iron fence and forcefully tore it open, creating a gap that one person could pass through.

"Alright." Aaron turned his head and looked down, where Erwin stood dumbfounded.

"Mr. Aaron... is this your ability?" Erwin asked, dumbfounded.

"Yes." Aaron didn't want to say more.

"It's a little scary... Could you please move that hand away from me...? I'm a little frightened..."

Aaron, not wanting to waste words with him, simply held out his hand and said, "Give me your cane."

Irwin wasn't foolish enough to actually hand the cane to Aaron. Instead, he gripped the other side of the cane tightly with both hands and handed the cane head to Aaron.

Fortunately, Erwin was tall enough and his cane was long enough. Aaron used one hand to hold onto the wall and the other to grab Erwin's cane, lifting Erwin up from below the wall with one hand. This was an action that was almost impossible for an ordinary human, but Aaron did it easily. This was the power of a superhuman.

“Incredible… Mr. Aaron…” Erwin was both scared and excited. It was clear that he was terrified of Aaron’s dragon-like arm, but he was also full of curiosity.

Chapter 222 Cult Leader

“There’s no one down there, let’s go down to the stables.” Aaron restored his arm to normal, and with a small jump, landed on the stables, leaving Erwin behind, dumbfounded, watching him.

“Mr. Aaron…I…I can’t jump over it.”

“It’s only two or three meters, you can jump over in one go.” Aaron stomped his feet on the stable roof. “Don’t worry, your stables are very sturdy.”

"But...I..."

While Erwin was still hesitating, Aaron had already turned his head and looked at the fields of the manor. He originally just wanted to check the general situation, but when he saw the situation in the fields, he couldn't help but exclaim "Oh!"

“Mr. Elwin, I think I saw your cousin,” Aaron said to Elwin without turning his head.

"Did you see him? I told you he was deliberately avoiding me." Erwin stared at the gap between the wall and the stable, his mind not really on Aaron.

"I think I know why he wouldn't let you in."

"why?"

"Let me confirm first, is the blond guy with broad shoulders and four-pack abs your cousin?"

"What?" Erwin was stunned. "He does have blond hair, and he must be in good shape. He always pays attention to exercising."

"Then I think I didn't mistake him for someone else. Um... how should I put it... I saw him walking his dog."

"Walking the dog?" Erwin thought to himself, isn't this a normal thing? He didn't pay much attention, his legs slightly bent, standing on the city wall, his whole body swaying. After counting to three, he finally jumped from the city wall towards the stable. He successfully landed on the roof of the stable, but because he couldn't stop in time, he was about to fall. Fortunately, Aaron reached out and supported him.

“Thank you… Mr. Aaron…” Erwin said, still shaken.

"You're welcome. I think you can come and take a look." Aaron's expression was a little strange.

"Aren't you just walking the dog? Besides many fine horses, our manor also keeps many dog ​​breeds..." Erwin came panting to Aaron's side and finally looked ahead.

“But if I’m not mistaken, she was walking your cousin, and the hunting dog you mentioned was just watching nearby,” Aaron said.

Erwin was stunned. Sure enough, he saw the hunting dog, which had been taken off its leash, sitting obediently to one side, and in front of it was another "dog".

"Good dog, bring the thing back."

The girl, holding the dog leash, threw something that looked like a dog toy into the bushes.