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"Ahh …" As a member of the Holy Empire, he naturally knew how powerful the Holy Church was, especially Father Aryan, who held an extremely high position in this area. He had personally witnessed the Mayor of Maple Leaf bowing and scraping in front of Father Aryan.

From Auntie Susan's tone, it seemed like the Holy Church was looking for him as well.

"Did the Church hear that I killed people?" Ron took a deep breath.

"No, it's because you learned Necromancy …" Aunt Susan sighed and said, "Ron, do you know that training in Necromancy is forbidden within Holy Empire? You've violated their taboo, if you were found out by them, you'll be burned as a heretic …"

"I... I am here to take revenge for grandfather... " Ron's eyes turned red. For the sake of revenge, he thirsted for power, even if he had to cultivate Necromancy. Even if time had to reverse, if he had to choose again, he would not hesitate to train Necromancy.

"Ron, this, it's best not to learn it anymore. Otherwise, you really will be killed by them. Auntie Susan is not joking …" Aunt Susan sighed, "Fortunately, Father Aryan didn't find any evidence today, but from the looks of it, he seemed to be a little skeptical, otherwise …"

Susan did not finish, but Ron would have known what she meant.

Under the Holy See's full pursuit, Ron wouldn't be this relaxed.

In reality, the results weren't that bad either. Even if Ron killed someone and was caught, he would still die. After practicing Necromancy in Holy Empire, he also died, so there wasn't much difference.

"Ron, I can understand your feelings …" "How about this," said Aunt Susan hesitantly, looking at Ron. "Father Aryan of King's Town has a fair way of doing things, and I think if you go to him, you'll get at least one justice."

"Justice? Aunt Susan, I used to believe in justice and justice, but now. "Hehe …" Ron stirred with a sneer.

Ron had not trusted anyone since Grandpa Zaly's death, except Grandpa Khomelin.

Ron took a deep breath, lost himself in his memories, and mumbled, "Grandpa Zali is such a good person, he never quarreled with others about anything. He just did it, didn't give it back, even laughed, and never quarreled with anyone or blushed. Just one person was beaten to death by those so-called nobles …"

Ron's eyes were a little red, and he turned away, quietly wiping away his tears.

Auntie Susan was silent.

Even if there is, this justice cannot beat money, and money cannot compete with power, and power cannot compete with strength. In this world, only strength is king, only strength is everything!

"Only after I learned Necromancy did I have the chance to avenge my grandfather …" Turning around, Ron's eyes were shot with deep-seated hatred. "Sooner or later, I'll... One by one, the corpses were sliced into ten thousand pieces … "

Aunt Susan bit her lip. "Ron, I can't care about you anymore. Anyway, be careful …"

"I will, thank you, Aunt Susan. I know, you've always been very kind to me …" Ron said softly.

Then Ron said, embarrassed, "Aunt Susan, I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"

Aunt Susan nodded, sighed, and went back to the kitchen. When she came out, she was holding a huge meal in her hand.

He ate quickly. He hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and he was starving.

Seeing that Ron was wolfing down the food, Aunt Susan steeled her heart and said hesitantly, "Ron …" I... I'm afraid I can't take you in here anymore … "Look..."

Ron raised his head, looked at Susan's mom, and nodded. Susan was just a normal civilian. Doing this kind of thing, he already treated her quite well.

"I understand, Aunt Susan, I won't give you any trouble."

Ron wiped his mouth in embarrassment as he finished his food in a few quick steps. "I'm leaving, Aunt Susan."

With that, he turned around and left.

"Hold on..." Mother Susan stopped him.

Aunt Susan handed a package to Ron, who took it and looked at her quizzically.

"Ron, you should leave this place and never come back. These are three days' worth of food, this is all I can help you with …"

"Thank you …" Ron's eyes watered.

"Let's go through the back door..."

The back door opened, and Aunt Susan looked around warily. No one was there, so she let Ron out.

Before leaving, Aunt Susan's eyes were a little reluctant. She sighed and said to Ron, "Ron, since you're already on this road, I won't say anything. Be careful …"

Ron nodded. "I will."

Grandma Susan laughed and lowered her voice. "Ron, leave Holy Empire right now and go to the Roland Empire …"

Ron's little figure moved slowly away, and after a few steps, he suddenly turned back and bowed deeply towards Aunt Susan's room.

A plump figure appeared at the window, and she looked after Ron with a faint sigh.

… ….

Although Ron was extremely careful, when he arrived at Maple Leaf Town, he was discovered by the three townspeople.

"Eh? Isn't that Ron, the one Nacka Manor is looking for? " One of the townspeople rubbed his eyes and pointed at Ron's back.

"He really appeared..." Another young man in blue rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"Capture him and hand him over to the Naca manor. We'll be able to get quite a bit of rewards …" The blue-clothed youth's eyes flashed with greed. "Hey, have you heard? Fifty gold coins from Naca Manor, to find out the whereabouts of Ron, and if we can catch him, that would be a hundred gold coins … "

"But, according to the people there, that kid learned Losher's Necromancy Magic …" Another person from Qingyi Town asked hesitantly. "Seems like he became more powerful. He even killed two people last night …"

"Hmph, just listen to them brag …" The blue clothed youth said, "That brat has been in Maple Leaf Town for many years. When did you see him use necromancy? If he had the ability, why would he beg?"

"That's true..." The first person nodded. He thought for a moment and said, "We still have to be careful. I believe that the Holy Church won't allow this to happen …"

"So what if it's true? Necromancy, isn't that the most trashy magic? "No, it shouldn't be called magic at all …" The blue-clothed youth sneered and said, "Some people say that undead magic is powerful, but that is just a legend."

The saying that Necromancy was a trash magic had long since spread far and wide. Even the players from Holy Empire's remote town knew of this as well.

"But I think we have to be careful …" a townsman whispered.

"Alright then..." The blue clothed youth nodded, "There are a few people from Naca Manor outside the town. Go call them, I will go and intercept them …"

"Alright …"

The two of them quickly ran away. One of them went to the Na Ka Manor outside the town, while the other went back to get someone.

"If I catch this kid, I'll be rich …" The other two figures of the blue-clothed youth sneered.

A reward of a hundred gold coins was still quite attractive for these poor and accustomed citizens.

His hand gripped his chin, and he couldn't help but feel nauseous in his heart.

"Oh, my Ron, where are you going?" The blue-clothed youth quickly walked up to stop Ron and said with a smile.

He knew this blue-clothed youth. He was a famous rogue and rascal in Maple Leaf Town, he had done all sorts of bad things except good things. He had also bullied Ron many times in the past, so his memory was still fresh in his mind.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing, Ron. You haven't eaten yet, have you? How about coming to my place?" The blue-clothed youth stopped him and said in a friendly manner. At this moment, his face was filled with a smile, but this smile had a hint of ill intent in Ron's eyes.

"There's no need..." Ron shook his head without hesitation.

Then, without wasting any time with him, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Sigh... Sigh... Why did you leave? " cried the young man in the blue suit, stopping Ron at once.

Ron looked back, forcing a smile. "I'm leaving here, thanks to your care all these years."

"Damn, why did it take so long for that guy to order people around?" The young man in blue looked around, cursing inwardly. He was getting anxious when he saw that Ron was about to leave after ignoring him.

Seeing the cooked duck about to fly away from him, he couldn't care less, grabbing Ron's arm and roaring, "You can't go …."

"Let go..." Ron glared at him and struggled, but couldn't free himself, and the man's hand tightened.

The smile on the blue-clothed youth's face disappeared and he finally revealed his true face. He smiled sinisterly and said, "Ron, if you leave, what about my money?"

Ron finally knew what he was going to do. The man was going to grab him and hand him over to Naca Hall.

Ron's face turned cold. "If you don't let go of me, I won't hold back …"

"Hur Hur, you want to try? Don't think that you're good at learning Necromancy. Let me tell you, I'm not afraid … " The blue-clothed youth laughed out loud.

Then his laughter turned into the sound of a pig being butchered. Ron had bitten him hard on the arm, and when he let go of the pain, Ron turned and ran.

"Aiyo, you little bastard, you're actually a dog. Aiya, you brat, don't run …" The blue-clothed youth endured the pain and chased after her. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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