Chaos Crown

Chapter 148, Duel Between Spellcasters

"Because, I feel that I should be obliged to do something for this kingdom, Your Majesty Arabelle's lady lord."

Seeing many eyes focus on him, Aaron talked calmly.

This manor is not a large-scale manor near Suzar, but today there are really many people gathered here.

Under the horseshoe-shaped steps are several paladins on the left. They are either from the Church of the Three Gods of Justice, or from the Church of the Lord of Dawn, or from the relatively rare natural pantheon. Seeing Aaron appear, these paladins The attitude is flat, there is no hostility, but there is no enthusiastic response.

Next to the paladins were the druids in the green courtyard. These druids were much more enthusiastic about Aaron, because during this time Aaron had often displayed life magic in front of everyone.

Needless to say about the attitude of the Harper League, whistlers, cheers, jokes, and even a black-haired, black-eyed girl who only wears dancer clothes and short skirts in winter winks at Aaron. It made Eleanor a little unhappy.

Su Lun Mama is the guardian goddess of the Harper Alliance, and their leader Samir and Aaron are good friends. This relationship is normal.

On the right side of the horseshoe steps are a group of Cormyr nobles, followers and priests of Timora, the goddess of fortune, and a group of mages from Waterdeep.

Millman Lauer stood in the middle of the horseshoe steps, and she was holding the hand of a beautiful and lovely girl. If Aaron guessed correctly, it should be Christine, the daughter adopted by Ms. Lauer.

At the same time, two noblewomen stood behind Ms. Lauer.

The first noblewoman was tall but extremely thin and looked sickly.

She should be Evan Stellalana, Arabel's guard chief and Ms. Lauer's right-hand man.

Then the second noblewoman should be... Aaron looked at the second noblewoman.

She should be Irene, Ms. Lauer's former adventure companion and best friend. She has always helped Ms. Lauer as a friend all these years.

Aaron recalled the information Alice Searle gave him, and couldn't help laughing: "Your Excellency Raul, you don't think I'm here to make military achievements?"

Wearing a phoenix crown on her head, the Countess Arabel, who is slender and has a proud chest, but also has strong limbs and scars on her face, smiled and shook her head: "Of course not, Your Excellency Aaron-Salian We have all seen your strength, but everything needs a reason, I just want to know, are you as heroic and selfless as Manuel, or do you have something to ask for?"

"My father is brave and selfless, and my father also has demands." Aaron glanced at Eleanor. He saw the helpless smile in the pastor's eyes, and stroked her hair affectionately. He turned his head to Ms. Lauer and said loudly: "It is my father's wish to restore the old family territory, or at least to regain a piece of territory."

"Dedicating one's life for one's country, sacrificing one's life, and dedicating one's life to Cormier is also the wish of the father. Ms. Raul, I don't think the two are contradictory."

This guy... Eleanor pursed her lips and chuckled.

"You are very frank, Your Excellency Aaron." Ms. Raul frowned. As a senior member of the Harper Alliance, she did not like the attitude expressed by Aaron.

But thinking about it carefully, she found that Aaron's remarks were beyond reproach. After being a nobleman for so many years, Millman-Raul knew a truth very well. Everyone in the noble circle said righteousness, and thought All are benefits.

During this period of time, she has rejected many young noble children like Aaron to join.

The reason is very simple. Before many young nobles go to the battlefield, their heads are not filled with military regulations, but "The Legend of Elminster".

Everyone enthusiastically thought that this was a victory parade, and as long as they went up and walked around, they would be full of flowers, applause, honors, and spoils of war, so everyone enthusiastically and even desperately went out to squeeze themselves into the army.

Despite the Havoc of the Saints and the Goblin War, most of the young nobles still have the same impression of the war as the neighboring country Sembia or the rebel war in the territory: generally no one will focus on attacking officers, and even noble officers will be affected by both sides. Respect, even if it is captured, it is delicious and delicious.Basically, the model is that the noble officers are the commanders, and the scumbags below are sent to death as cannon fodder. The noble officers happily reap the military exploits and honors.

"Mages are responsible for bombing, soldiers are responsible for death, and nobles are responsible for harvesting honor."

——Kingdom Joke

And this time the opponent is not human, not even a decent alien civilization.

Their opponents are orcs, bloody and cruel orcs, who are raging in the mortal world like a plague, bringing blood, killing and destruction time and time again like locusts crossing the border!
There is no kindness or reason in the sons of Gruumsh.

Millman-Raul's entire left arm was cut off by the orc Khan Tujin. The pain, the lady lord, still remembers it, as well as the scars on her face.

Although Ms. Lauer's entire left arm grew back with the Seven Rings regeneration technique, she still insisted on keeping the scar on her face—either regain her territory and remove the scar, or die!

She had already made up her mind.

So, here comes the question, can Aaron Salian, the son of Manuel, also make up his mind for this?

Ms. Lauer thought.

She watched Aaron step into the crowd led by Samir, and soon became acquainted with a group of people from the Harper Alliance. Another leader of the Harper Alliance, the "Poet Laureate" from the Sword Coast, had a relationship with Aaron. Talking and laughing, the two discussed the use of the lute.

"Mother, that's a very charming brother." Ms. Lauer's adopted daughter, Christine, had bright eyes.

Millman-Raul smiled. She is a loving mother. After signaling her daughter to find a playmate, Ms. Raul signaled her adjutant Evan Strallana to come over.

The lady lord's deputy flashed behind Raul like a ghost: "Your Excellency? Do you think we should accept Aaron-Salian to join?"

Ms. Raul narrowed her eyes slightly, her original beautiful appearance looked hideous under the scars on her face, the lady lord said in a deep voice: "Accept? Of course accept, because he once summoned the incarnation of the gods and defeated Judging by the feat of the dracolich, why don't we accept it?"

Evan Stellalana nodded first, and then asked hesitantly: "But... I always feel that he has some other purpose."

"Anyone who joins my Liberation Army has no purpose, Evan." Ms. Lauer shook her head, she was thinking: "Some people are for fame, some are for profit, some are for money, some are for their own justice, some are relying on their own strength, Some people have unique skills, some people are proficient in arcane magic, and some people are favored by gods."

"Now, any addition of combat power can tilt the scale of victory towards us."

"However, before that, let us see where the confidence of His Excellency Aaron Salian comes from."

Ms. Raul turned her eyes to the wizard of Waterdeep City, and she gave a few instructions to her adjutant. Evan Stellalana immediately understood, and she quickly retreated, leaving Ms. Raul behind.

The lady lord then turned her attention to Aaron.

Son of Manuel, let me see your strength.

On the other side, Aaron was originally talking with the poet laureate. As Slaanesh's personal choice, Aaron has endless things to say on the topic of bards.

His conversation was interrupted by an unexpected guest.

"Hey, who is this? Isn't this Cormyr's hero, Viscount Aaron-Salyan, nicknamed Little Chicken and Goblin Slayer?"

A well-dressed Waterdeep wizard pushed away the crowd, and he approached with a smile. His well-dressed ornate mage robes and carefully groomed long brown hair all showed that his background was not bad. He is very interested in Aaron: "Are you interested in making friends? Your Excellency Aaron, Gail of Waterdeep City, Abby Gail, you can just call me Gail."

"Hello, Mr. Gail, what can I do?" Aaron felt the provocation on his face, and he smiled half-smile: "Welcome to Cormyr, Mr. Gail of Waterdeep City, do you want to enjoy the purple Long's special food, I still want to enjoy Zilong's special entertainment, or..."

"I want to enjoy Cormyr's unique magic. Your Excellency Aaron, I heard that you and that lady Carladney invented a brand new 'Star World' magic system?" The mage of Waterdeep snapped his fingers, and an arc of sparks shot out It flew out and exploded in front of Aaron's eyes.

However, this small sneak attack was unsuccessful. A thin layer of barrier appeared on the surface of Aaron's body to block the electric sparks.

"Not bad technology, I want to ask, is this the unique humor of Waterdeep City, or Mr. Gale, you want to give me a little magical shock?" Aaron also snapped his fingers with a smile.

A ray of Tzeentch's blue flame spewed out from his fingertips, and the blue flame swirled several times in the air, turning into a ferocious Chaos Demon, and suddenly turned into a red-faced golden helmet with wings behind his back. Say hello to Gale, villain.

The people around were amazed. Apparently, as a warlock, Aaron's ability to control magic was stronger than this real mage from Waterdeep City!

"The venue here is too small, can we change to another place?" The mage of Waterdeep City showed a serious look.

"Of course." Aaron didn't refuse either. Lord Viscount deeply knows that the country is a place full of dangers and strength is the king. If you want to win the respect of others, title, family background, and reputation are not enough, you must also have someone who can match it. The strength is the only way!

So when he first joined the Purple Dragon Knights, he had a fight with Disma to gain everyone's approval. Now it is also reasonable for the mage of Waterdeep City to provoke him.

Whether it's a mule or a horse, you have to pull it out for a walk!
"Please!" Gail took the initiative to make an inviting gesture.

"Please." Aaron nodded.

The two moved to the large open space outside the manor, and the scene immediately boiled over.

There are two spellcasters dueling in an honorable duel!

There is a good show to watch today!
"Mages fight, civilians suffer."

——National proverb

Ms. Lauer chose a clearing in the forest for Aaron and Gail. The paladins provided the arbitration notarization, and the priest of Timora came out and warned that if the victory was already divided, both parties must stop in time.

The maximum spell limit is below 4 rings.

Aaron stared at his opponent, and the cold wind blew across his face. He gave Eleanor a no-worry look, glanced at the crowd watching in the distance, and the interested Ms. Lauer, Finally, he focused on Gale: "It's time to start, sir."

"My Lord Viscount, do you mind if I say a few words of rubbish?" Gail smiled. He straightened his robe and held his long staff: "Otherwise, I always feel a little monotonous."

"Of course, as long as you don't mind, I can say it too." Aaron nodded.

"Hahaha, Goddess Saint Mystra, the magic net is always fair. I said, of course you can say it too." Gail laughed three times, and the mage spoke first: "I know, this duel is not good for you. To be fair, you are a warlock, Your Excellency Salian, we all understand a truth, everyone excretes, this is a mortal instinct, but we never regard it as a skill, am I right?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha~" There were bursts of laughter from around, Gail was obviously mocking the warlock who didn't understand anything and just cast spells by instinct.

"You're right, so that's why you were hit by my excrement when you were trying to climb the mountain?" Aaron was extraordinarily calm, and he pretended to be surprised: "I've been waiting for you for so long, why did you Was it hit?"

"Hahahaha~" The surrounding laughed even louder, and Aaron was obviously mocking the mage when he was still trying to climb the mountain, but he was already at the top of the mountain.

"How can the instinct of a beast defeat wisdom!"

Gail was angry, he raised his hand, and three bright lights emerged.

Searing rays!

"You can learn as many spells in your lifetime as I did when I was just babbling, Warlock!"

"You're right." Aaron calmly used Tzeentch's magic screen to directly block the scorching ray. He easily summoned a lightning bolt and then summoned a Tzeentch flame to surround himself. The high temperature distorted the air around him, but it couldn't hurt him at all: "Spells are like a pig-killing knife to me, buddy, maybe pigs don't think so?"

"Pigs always think they are smart, and the biggest difference between humans and pigs is that some people can admit their ignorance, while some people are like pigs."

"You!" Gail was irritated, he was really irritated!

The surrounding laughter grew harsher.

This charismatic warlock talks more trash than he does!
The mage of Waterdeep City shouted angrily, and he summoned a long thunderbolt lightning. With his movements, his brown hair fluttered like water waves. Looking at it suddenly, the lightning burned to incandescence like a raging fire, devouring it hungrily. everything around.

He raised his arms above his head and threw the lightning out. The lightning pulled out a length of 50 feet, roaring and sweeping towards Aaron under the master's will.

Aaron immediately recognized that it was a three-ring magic - lightning bolt.

The flashing electric beam rushed towards Aaron, and the viscount smiled.

The next scene made everyone around them hold their breath.

When the lightning beam approached Aaron, it suddenly changed direction and swooped towards Gail instead.

Gail watched his lightning rush towards him in astonishment. The mage of Waterdeep City realized that he had directly lost control of his magic, and was about to resist, when bursts of intense pain suddenly rose in his body, and a few drops of blood dripped from his nostrils. .

It was too late, Gail could only call out his magic shield, and let the thunderbolt from the clear sky wreak havoc on his magic shield.

The lightning beam tossed on the shield for a few seconds before dissipating. Gail stood up reluctantly. He watched Aaron make a standard mouth shape and standard movements, and couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Isn't this fireball?
Warlocks will only use fireball.

Taking a few steps back, Gail activated his magic shield again.

Fireball?Watch me fight back!

Gail held a three-ring counter spell in his hand, and waited for Aaron to counter it the moment he finished casting the spell.

However, things have changed again.

Obviously, Aaron's mouth shape is the mouth shape of the fireball technique, and the movement is the movement of the fireball technique, but he finished casting the spell after only half of the chanting, and the release is a thorny vine that shoots up into the sky. It was tightly bound, making his body rattle.

What the hell?Why isn't what he released a fireball technique?
Goddess Saint Mystra, come and see what kind of magic this is?
Gail hurriedly looked for a response in the spell he remembered.

Got it!

From his left hand, a thunder exploded, and the thorns exploded.

The thunder wave from the ascending ring shook away the thorns and vines, smashing through and directly hitting Aaron's body.

Aaron stood up straight and raised his left hand. In an instant, the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed. Lei Mingbo reversed the angle in the air again inconceivably, and turned to blast Gail. The shield collided with the thunder wave, bursting out dazzling sparks.

Finally, the magic shield that had withstood two powerful spells in a row shattered, and the mage of Waterdeep was knocked into the air on the spot and fell out. His well-matched robes and hair were covered with mud.

Gail immediately got up and said that he hadn't lost yet.

The duel continued.

It's just that the mage is already sweating, and the weight of the mountains in the North is pressing on his shoulders.

Blood dripped from his nostrils.

The magic net is on.

Gale swallowed.

This is really a deadly showdown.

　Updated, ask for tickets~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)