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eadx ();? When he looked up from his walk in Manchester, Ron stopped dead in his tracks. For a moment, his heart felt as if it had been struck hard by something.

Rows of commoners stood there, thousands of them. Most of them were women and children.

None of these men, Ron saw, was fully clothed, and all were thin and sallow from chronic malnutrition, with a sickly pallor to their faces.

Because of the shortage of food, Manchester had to adopt a system of food rationing, where a grown-up's diet was only half a loaf of black bread a day.

Seeing Uncle Jaeger pushing the car forward, there was a hint of fire in those people's eyes, as if they couldn't control their own actions. They spontaneously began to gather around the car.

The faces of Zegna and Kathleen changed as they knew something was wrong. They were worried that these hungry people would do something to the carriage. If these people tried to rob them of all the food here, all their efforts would be in vain.

It was necessary to use force to stop them, but they were loyal to the people of Manchester, and some of them were good fighters. If they failed to kill someone for food, it would dishearten all the soldiers.

"Retreat, all of you, what are you planning to do?" Jaeger shouted.

Kathleen became a little anxious, "Ladies and gentlemen, can you please go back?" "We have collected enough food. You will not starve again …"

No one listened to her. Everyone continued to move forward, numb, oblivious to Catherine's words. All they could see were the space bags on the car, one after the other. They knew that these space bags were filled with food.

"You all … "You all..." Watching those people coming closer, Catherine began to cry. She kept backing up, afraid that she would hurt them.

At this moment, a cold snort came from behind him. As he drew his sword, his body moved, and a powerful fire energy flooded his entire body. With a cold expression, he wielded the single-handed Knight Sword in his hand.

"Boom —"

Sword light flashed past, and a large cloud of dust appeared in front of the crowd. An intense killing intent stopped everyone in their tracks.

Not long after, the smoke and dust dispersed and a deep, bottomless ravine appeared in the crowd.

"Those who take a step forward will die!" At this moment, his face was filled with killing intent.

Fear was evident on the faces of those who had been intimidated by the killing intent of Lao Kroen, but none of them dared to take a step back.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Kathleen and the others let out a sigh of relief.

Only then did Lao Kreen soften his tone. "Everyone, go back. We've gathered enough food this time. Tonight, you will all have a sumptuous dinner. Go back …"

Laoclen was first hard, then soft. He quickly controlled the scene and showed good leadership. The people slowly dispersed under the persuasion of Laoclen and the others.

Seeing this, Ron's heart felt heavy, and he was filled with sympathy for the rebel army.

"Big brother Lao Klun, thank you …" Kathryn's eyes were full of gratitude as she looked at Laughan. If he hadn't been there, she and Uncle Jaeger wouldn't have been able to control the situation.

"We're all on the same side, what's there to thank me for?" Besides, the Lady isn't here, and of course I have to take responsibility for Manchester. "

Catherine's eyes widened. "Is my sister not here?" Where did she go? "

"He went out on some errands. It will probably be a few days before he comes back …" His vigilance was still very high. There were some things that were inconvenient to talk about in the presence of an outsider.

Ron, of course, knew what they meant and turned his head away.

Then they said goodbye to Ron and pushed the car into the largest house.

Kathleen turned and smiled at Ron. "Ron, this is Manchester. Come on, I'll take you around." As the host, she naturally could not neglect Ron.

Seeing that Kathleen and Ron were so close, Laoclen frowned slightly, and said to Kathleen, "Second Miss, I'm afraid you don't have much time to accompany your friend on a stroll. Eldest Miss is not here right now, and I have something very important to discuss with you!"

"Oh!" There was a flash of disappointment in Catherine's eyes. Coming to Manchester, she had wanted to spend some time with Ron, get close to him, and sort out his problems, but now there was no time.

"I'm sorry, Ron, how about this. Take a look around and I'll come find you when I'm done!" Catherine said apologetically.

"It's alright, business is more important! "You should get busy first. There's no rush …" said Ron magnanimously.

From the beginning to the end, Lao Kreen's gaze towards Ron was filled with contempt. He wanted to understand why a good-for-nothing Necromancer was treated so attentively by the Second Miss. Could it be because they were just friends?

Laoclen had always thought that it would be unwise to place respect on a person who didn't have much use for it. He wouldn't waste too much time on a necromancer.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid Second Miss won't have much time. Ron, your name is Ron, right? Well, you can do as you please first …"

He gave a slight bow and quickly pulled Kathleen away without even looking at Ron.

As she left, Catherine turned her head from time to time, with an apologetic look on her face.

"Damn!" We were left behind again. " When Catherine had left, Ron smiled wryly and turned to Vivian. "It looks like I'm an unwelcome person wherever I go." His voice was full of self-mockery.

Vivian pursed her lips into a smile. "The way I see you, little girl, is not ordinary at all. I'm afraid she has already fallen in love with you …"

"Hehe …" "I don't think I'm that attractive!"

Entering Manchester, as a guest brought by Catherine, Ron was still free to go anywhere but where he could not.

Life in Manchester had been good, but it had been getting worse since the Holy Roman Empire began to close.

Barefoot children in tattered clothes ran around the wide streets, chasing each other. Their childhood had been filled with poverty, hunger, war, and bloodshed, all of which had been brought up in Manchester and looked forward to the outside world.

Among the children who had grown up in the midst of war, there was usually tenacity that others could not match. Ron's goal was to take these children in as students, to learn necromancy from childhood, and to have greater potential in the future.

There is a saying that a child's mind is usually innocent and innocent. Compared to adults, they have much less distracting thoughts, so that they can concentrate more on doing a good thing.

Looking at the laughing children in the distance, Ron took a deep breath and walked over.

"Big Brother, what's the matter?"

As Ron approached, the children blinked and looked him up and down, their eyes full of curiosity.

Ron's face broke into a smile as he looked at the innocent eyes of these ragged children no older than himself.

"Hello, my name is Ron. I'm a teacher at Baroque Academy!" "My main purpose for coming to Manchester this time is to recruit outstanding students. I wonder if you are interested in studying at Baroque Academy?"

"Academy?" You are a teacher in the academy? Are you here to recruit students? " The children's eyes lit up.

Going to the legendary academy to study was a distant dream in the hearts of these children.

"Damn... "I'll go..." For a moment, the children around Ron crowded around him, their faces beaming, many of them flushed with excitement, their eyes full of respect as they looked at Ron.

When the surrounding adults saw this, they all began to whisper to each other.

"It can't be? That brat doesn't look that old that much older than my son. How could he be a teacher in the academy? No matter which academy's teacher it is, they all need to have the strength of a Master-level expert … "

"I don't know. He doesn't look like a master level expert. However, he was brought here by the second miss. You should be able to trust him, right?"

"But I don't see what profession he is as a teacher!"

The adults were talking about Ron, and though they were skeptical, their eyes were friendly.

"But, Instructor Ron. However... We don't have any money at home … "

At this time, a timid voice sounded.

A little girl sniffled as she tilted her head and said, "I heard Dad say that going to the academy is very expensive. My family is very poor, so I can't afford to pay the tuition fees!"

With these words, all of the children became silent. Going to the academy was a good thing, but what if they didn't have the money? The families here were all the same, just as poor as the clothes they wore.

Ron smiled. As long as you are a student of the academy, we won't charge you any fees. On the contrary, we'll even subsidize your living expenses by three gold coins a month! "

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

All of the children understood, and their breathing quickened. Going to the academy to study and get rid of any fees, 3 gold coins a month … Heavens, is there really such a good thing in the world?

Many of them had never seen gold coins before, but they knew how valuable they were.

"That's great …"

Someone shouted, and the children cheered, their faces excited, crowding around Ron as if he were a god.

It was the dream of all the children in Manchester to enter the Institute and become a glorious professional. The war had been going on in Manchester for so long that no one cared about them.

Ron and Vivian looked at each other, both smiling, and his heart relaxed. Finally, they had the first batch of students.

"Teacher Ron, I want to become a great knight, just like Uncle Laughan!" a child said proudly.

"I want to become a Mage …"

"I want to become a Thief like Sister Kathleen!"

One by one, the children began to talk about their dream jobs. In their hearts, these jobs were the most supreme, the most powerful, and the most powerful.

Hearing these words, Ron's face stiffened a little, and he moved his mouth, but in the end did not speak. He knew it was inappropriate to say those words in such an atmosphere, and it would hurt the children even more.

Vivian understood the difficulties Ron was facing. After hesitating for a moment, she finally said it out, "I'm sorry, everyone. We have to fulfill one of the requirements mentioned above, and that is to learn Necromancy and become a Necromancer …"

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