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Regarding the origins of Holy Empire, according to the records of the history of Noah Continent, the Holy Empire in the west and the Roland Empire in the east used to belong to one country.

Many years after the founding of Ancient Rome, due to a civil war, the colossal Roman Empire collapsed in one night, resulting in the independence of various countries. Among them, the Roland Empire was the most powerful, as well as the new empire under the control of the Holy Church, also known as the Holy Empire.

He was originally the most unremarkable prince of the imperial family of Holy Empire, Charles XXVII. Having been conferred the title of emperor by the Holy Church, the Holy Church was definitely a force that could not be ignored in the politics of Holy Empire. They could even control the succession of dynasties.

Holy Empire's capital, São Paulo.

At that time, the imperial capital was named after him as well. Later on, when the Holy Empire was established, it was difficult for the Holy Church to abolish it, so they could only add the word 'Holy' in front of the imperial capital and use it until now.

As the imperial capital, Sao Paulo was naturally bustling with activity. The streets were filled with a bustling crowd of people, from every country, every city, and so on and so forth.

Mercenaries, merchants, artisans, peasants, and even prostitutes, all sorts of occupations would appear in St. Paolo. In every shop on every street, there were many different kinds of people, even some races.

It took Ron half a year to get out of the Dark Forest and come to St. Paolo City. Here, he opened his eyes wide, like a country bumpkin entering a city. He looked left and right, his vision blurry.

Every time he walked into a shop, there were so many materials that he could not finish them in a day. Most of them were things Ron did not know, but with the expert, Komelin, here, Ron learned a lot.

San Diego was a big city, but it was still a bit inferior compared to Sao Paulo.

"Wow, there are so many good stuff here …" said Ron excitedly as he ran to an open-air stall.

All kinds of handicrafts were being sold here, and every single one of them was extremely exquisite and beautiful. The most beautiful one was a statue of a holy angel of all sizes, with lifelike carvings.

Looking at Ron, the booth owner couldn't help but frown. After six months of trekking, Ron was now dressed like a beggar and with his childish face, he had naturally become the type of person that the booth owner disliked the most.

"Go go go …" "You can't afford these things, go to the side …" The stall owner waved his hand in disgust.

"Hmph …" "What's so great about that!" After being chased away, Ron could only wipe his nose and walk away resentfully. He looked at the price, those angel statues would cost at least one gold coin, which was not that Ron couldn't afford it, but rather that this item was useless other than just looking at it.

In the past, when he was on the Omorus Continent, Gloomy City was much more prosperous than this place.

Then he couldn't help but ask, "Ron, are you sure you're going to have a bad time with the Chalding guy?"

"Yes, my grandfather has never fought with anyone. If someone gave him money, he would kowtow and thank them for it, but even if he didn't, it would still be a joke. If those guys provoked him and said that Kitley was the one who killed my grandfather, then Joding and the others were the indirect culprits …"

"I won't let him go!"

Hou Meilin sighed. "Revenge isn't a problem. The problem is that this is the Holy Empire's capital. There's no need to be so certain that experts are as common as the clouds. With your current strength, I'm afraid …"

He was not in favor of Ron's adventure. It was fine to take revenge whenever he wanted, but only if he had the ability to do so.

According to Hou Meilin's thinking, under his tutelage, Ron would at least be able to break through to a master level, which was the level of a Grand Magister Undead. With this kind of strength, revenge would not be a problem, and he would even be able to escape unscathed.

However, Ron did not want to wait any longer. In this half year, he had broken through once again. Right now, he was already at the level of an intermediate Necromancer, and he had also learned some even more powerful Necromancy.

The most dangerous part was that Undead Magic was forbidden within the Holy Empire. As long as Ron were to make a move, the Holy Church would be aware of it and chase him down. However, if he didn't use Necromancy, he would be no different from an ordinary person.

"I know, Grandpa Holmerin!" said Ron. "I won't!"

"I will think of a way to assassinate him secretly. Once I succeed, I will immediately escape. There won't be any trouble!"

Jomelin had to agree.

… ….

"Excuse me, how do I get to the Salter family?" In an alley not too far away, Ron waved his hand and called over a "roadside" guy and gave him three gold coins.

When "Lu Zi" saw the gold coins, his eyes went straight, he hurriedly took them, his face blossomed with happiness, his eyes narrowed into slits, and said, "So, it turns out to be the famous Salter Family, not far from here, Mr. Mercenary, this way please …"

"No need, just tell me where to go!" Ron refused.

"Just turn left at the front and we'll be around the corner. That's a famous residential area for the nobles of Sao Paulo. Many of the nobles are there!" To him, it was too much to earn three gold coins just by asking for directions. It was best to get such a good thing every day.

Ron nodded and left.

"Road" was correct, this was indeed an aristocratic area. On the wide and quiet streets, layers of castle-like courtyards lined each other, and every place was guarded by fully armored soldiers, separated from the residences of the commoners. Those who lived here were all people with status and status.

In a place like Sao Paulo where every inch of land was extremely expensive, it was not easy to create such an aristocratic area. To be able to live in it, it was no simple feat. One had to have more than enough money to do so.

Standing in front of the Salter family's gate, Ron became anxious. Going in with such a big fanfare was definitely out of the question. Not to mention the fact that there were numerous strong people in the Salter family, even if there were a hundred interns, he still would not be able to deal with them.

"Sigh!" Come here! " While Ron was deep in thought, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Ron looked up and saw a woman in a maid outfit, either an old lady or a young girl, waving at him. "Come here!"

"Call me?" Ron walked over, puzzled, and heard the woman say, "You! You! You! And you! "Bring me these big boxes …"

As she spoke, she selected a number of commoner types, as if they were her employees, and she took Ron for one too.

The people she had pointed out began to work quickly. They reached out to pick up the large box and were about to move it onto the carriage.

"What are you still standing there for?" "Hurry up and help me. Don't worry, I won't let you work less!" She had her hands on her hips, feeling that if Ron didn't help any longer, he would start cursing directly.

Ron thought for a moment: "Isn't this a way to enter the Salter family?" Smiling, he quickly ran over and reached for the box.

There was something in the box, something heavy, at least six of the workers had to carry it, and the maid, who had not expected the weight of the box, had hired only five of them, and had to call Ron, who was still in the distance, because he was understaffed.

Ron held the suitcase as he scrutinized the laborers. Apart from the four burly men, there was one other man who looked extremely thin and thin. He wondered why the woman had called such a person to do this kind of menial work.

Seeing Ron's eyes on him, the small, thin employee pressed the worn-out carpet over his head and lowered his head.

The six of them carried a large, heavy chest through a small side door. This door was for the servants of the clan to enter and leave. No one in the clan or any distinguished guest would walk through such a door.

"Just leave it here!" After passing through the maze of stairs, they arrived at the door of a room. The maid pointed at one of them and said.

"There are three boxes on the carriage, bring them here!" The maid stared at them as if she were guarding against thieves, afraid that they would steal something. She put down the box and chased them out to move the things.

Ron felt that each of the boxes was heavier than the last, and though he had grown taller and stronger after more than a year of forest life, he still felt tired from all the rough work.

When they had finished carrying the last box, the maid was quite straightforward. She had paid the workers thirty silver coins each, which was a rare reward, and the workers took the money and left gratefully.

Ron followed the hired men and, while they weren't paying attention, ducked into the shadows.

"Where is Joding's room?" It was not a building, but a collection of castle-like buildings, interspersed with luxurious garden pools, which made one feel as if one were in a maze.

Just then a servant passed by Ron, who shuddered and hid behind a stone pillar.

"That was close! I was almost discovered!" Ron patted his chest. It had been too dangerous, and he had already revealed half of his body. It was a good thing that the kid was not paying attention, otherwise, he would have definitely been found out.

Wait a minute, why don't we get someone to ask? At this moment, Ron's heart skipped a beat.

"You … What do you want? "

Ron quickly grabbed a target and forced it into the shadows with his bone spikes. The poor fellow, his legs trembling, asked in a quavering voice.

"Cut the crap!" "Tell me where is your master's room?" said Ron fiercely, pressing the bone blade hard against the man's soft belly. With a shake of his head, the sharp bone blade would cut him open.

This was something that could even pierce through strange beasts' tough skin. Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.