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The Holy Roman soldiers searched along the banks of the river for a long time, but they found nothing because of their concealment. Before long, at the command of their captain, the soldiers began to disperse, and Ron and Kathleen breathed sighs of relief.

The soldiers had been searching very carefully, and at the most dangerous moment, the cold lance had almost touched Ron's forehead.

"They're finally gone!" Ron said as he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

"I didn't expect this matter to be so serious. The entire city has been cordoned off." Kathleen couldn't help sticking out her tongue. "This is going to be troublesome!"

Ron said helplessly, "In that case, I won't be able to leave the city either!"

"This is it!" I even want to leave this place to meet up with sister! "

Catherine was upset, too, and suddenly she thought, "Oh, yes!"

Ron said, "Oh? What good idea do you have? "

"This... "This!" Kathleen hesitated, thinking that her organization had a secret stronghold in Sao Paulo. This stronghold was a secret stronghold that her organization had left behind in Sao Paulo, so they could use their power to leave the city. However, if they brought Ron along, this stronghold would be exposed.

Seeing Ron's clear gaze, Kathleen could not bear to see him leave. The two of them had just experienced a life-and-death battle, and the other side had saved her twice. But now, she was going to leave him alone and leave. She could not help but feel unkind.

Kathleen gritted her teeth, "Forget it, we should take him out first. At worst, we can just persuade him to join our organization!"

"Come with me!"

… ….

Walking in the alleyway of St. Paolo, Ron could feel a completely different atmosphere. The entire city had been cordoned off, and the soldiers of Holy Empire were patrolling everywhere. It was as if a great war was coming, and the air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder.

"You! Take off your mask!"

It was at this moment that Ron heard a shout that startled him, and Ron took a moment to realize that it was not him who was being questioned, but another mercenary.

On a nearby street corner, several Holy Empire soldiers stopped a masked mercenary, requesting him to remove his mask.

It was a common occurrence for mercenaries to wear masks. For a long time, they thought that masks were quite popular. However, at this moment, it was not the right time to wear a mask.

"On what basis? Why did you take off my mask? I am a citizen of the Roland Empire, you have no right to do so! " The mercenary who had been stopped protested loudly, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Sir, if you don't cooperate with our inspection, then we won't be polite. According to our Holy Empire's Holy Codex, the martial law on martial law is in force. From now on, we have authorization to kill you on the spot if you don't cooperate!"

The moment that captain-like soldier finished his words, the eyes of more than a dozen soldiers around him swept over. They all raised their spears in unison, while one of the captains put his hands on his space bag, ready to fight at any time.

"You all..." Anger flashed in the mercenary's eyes, but under the pressure of the sharp spear tips of Holy Empire's soldiers, he had no choice but to give in.

"Humph!" I have never done anything shameful, what am I afraid of you doing? " Annoyed, he took off his mask, revealing a hideous face.

The captain was unmoved. He took a picture from the soldier beside him and opened it with a whoosh. Ron's eyes were sharp, and he saw the figure on the picture.

"Oh no, they are indeed looking for me!" Ron ducked his head and lowered his hat to cover most of his face. He was lucky today that he didn't have a black cloth over his face.

The soldier that looked like a captain stared at the portrait and shook his head, "It's not him!"

"You can go now! But let me remind you, do not cover your face in St. Paolo, or you will be interrogated. " The captain expressionlessly withdrew the portrait and said.

The soldier withdrew his weapon and left.

Ron wasn't wearing a mask, and he was hiding in an obscure corner, so he didn't notice it, but he wondered why Catherine, who had been involved in the assassination, felt that her crime was not as serious as mine.

She led Ron back and forth through the alleyway, stopping after a while to knock rhythmically on the door of an unremarkable hut.

Not long after, the door opened and a hunchbacked old man came out. When he saw Catherine, his eyes widened in surprise. "Second Miss, you …"

"Shhhhhhhhhh, don't make any noise. Let's go in first!" Catherine made a silencing gesture.

The old man quickly stopped and led them into the house, but from time to time his watchful eyes swept over Ron.

The room was filled with mystery, and Ron was alarmed.

"Second Miss? "Who is this mister?" "The old man led Kathleen into the room, and when he closed the door, he asked with a frown." Second Miss, you must know that outsiders are not welcome here! "

"Grandpa Jeff, I was about to tell you!" Kathleen smiled as she recounted what had happened in the Salter family.

"Was the commotion outside caused by you?" The old man by the name of Joff was a little taken aback. "So you're saying that you're both targets of the Holy Empire?"

Catherine was one of the core members of the organization called "Dark," which was headed by her sister, Juliana.

If not for the destruction of the Kingdom of Ebia, Kathleen and Juliana would have been noble princesses. But now, they had to live a life of hiding and wandering, sometimes facing unpredictable dangers.

The 'Dark' organization was founded by the royal family of Aibia, conquered by the Holy Empire. With the country of Ebia as their ultimate goal, the Juliana sisters faced an extraordinary amount of pressure when opposing the mighty Holy Empire.

However, there were quite a few people who wanted to help out with their homeland. In addition to the fact that the Holy Empire's rule was becoming increasingly unpopular, the number of people who wanted to help them increased.

In the Kingdom of Ebia, Joff had been an old servant of the royal family. He had watched the two sisters grow up closer to each other than their loved ones, and Catherine had nodded, not wanting to hide anything from him.

"Ridiculous, this is ridiculous. Second Miss, to tell you the truth, I have received the orders from above, they asked me to keep a close eye on your whereabouts, and I know that you did not receive the order to act without authorization from the President. She also asked me to do my best to stop you, but you … "Sigh …" The President he mentioned was also Kathleen's sister, Juliana. "Second Miss, I'm not talking about you, what our organization is doing, you know, a single mistake is a total wipeout. For the sake of the Empire, we don't have anything to do with it, but the President and Miss … "Sigh!"

Hearing this, even if Ron was stupid, he understood what was going on. The other party did not welcome him. He pondered for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, I've disturbed you. I'll leave now!"

"Ron, don't go!" Kathleen snapped, grabbed Ron's arm, and shook her head, her face pleading.

Joffe looked coldly at Ron, not at all imploring, and he wished the guy would hurry up and leave, ignoring Catherine's pleading gaze.

Ron laughed, "Kathleen, it's a pleasure to meet you. Everyone has their own difficulties, I can understand that, it's no big deal. I hope we'll be friends when we meet again!"

said Ron, gently pulling away from Catherine's hand and striding out the door.

"Grandpa Jeff!" Catherine stamped her feet.

Just then, a middle-aged woman came running in, looking flustered. She was the wife of Joff, whom Catherine called Aunt, and she said urgently to Catherine and Joff, "Second Miss, will. Guild leader... She's here! "

"Elder sister is here?" Kathleen jumped in fright, but just as she regained her senses, she wanted to find a place to hide. She became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She rummaged through the room until she found an empty cabinet and was about to hide inside it.

At this time, a crisp voice sounded and said coldly, "Stop hiding, you think I don't know you are here?"

Ron stepped out of the doorway just in time to see a beautiful woman slowly approaching, her eyes frosty and her face angry.

It was a tall and slender beauty, with golden hair that curled slightly to her shoulders. She wore a red and white magic robe, and at the front was a short leather skirt, revealing a pair of snow-white thighs. On her feet were delicate buckskin boots, like a beauty who had just walked out of a painting, it was flawless.

However, there was no trace of a smile on her ice-cold face.

It was Juliana, the president of the "Dark" organization.

Ron couldn't help but be startled when he saw who it was.

"It's her!" Looking at the cold, beautiful face of the newcomer, Ron was dazed for a moment. He was not intimidated by the beauty of the newcomer, but rather, he was someone that Ron recognized.

Seven years ago, it was this woman who came to Maple Leaf Town alone and was taken advantage of by a few foreign mercenaries. This woman didn't say a word and directly burned these rogue mercenaries to ashes.

The power of magic had shocked Ron, and on that day he had made a vow to become a great magician, and from then on Ron, dreaming of being a magician, would be waiting on the Maple road every day for an opportunity.

However, it was a pity that Ron had taken another path, a path to become a Necromancer.

For this, Ron had to exclaim that fortune made a fool of people.

Juliana was also surprised to see Ron coming out of the house. Of course she didn't recognize him, since Ron was just a beggar watching from the sidelines at the time.

However, seeing that Ron, Juliana, was even angrier than they had expected, she snorted, "Kathleen, you're getting bolder and bolder, how dare you bring outsiders into our organization?"

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