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However, Jia Lie Ao quickly discovered something suspicious, "Then how do you explain why we killed Joding? "Their target should be me, but Joding died to divert our attention, and they killed him because he was too weak?"

Sha Tex thought for a while, but still couldn't think of a better explanation. He then nodded, "Patriarch, I think so!"

The woman on the ground was still crying. She was Jarrett's sister, Joding's mother, and she had upset him in front of the crowd. He frowned and said, "Don't cry anymore, no matter how much you cry, Joding won't come back alive!"

The woman suddenly crawled over and begged, "Clan leader, please find the murderer and avenge my son! "Woo woo …"

"I got it!" Jia Lie Bi lightly said, "None of those who oppose our family will meet a good end!" As he spoke, a glint flashed across his eyes.

Looking at the grief-stricken woman, a trace of pity flashed in Goethe's eyes. She didn't have much of a relationship with Joding and could only be considered a sibling in the clan. However, Joding's mother was extremely good to her, otherwise, she wouldn't have come to Naca Manor.

She quickly walked out and helped the woman up. After comforting her in a low voice, she pulled her down and sat her down. Then, she said to the Jia Lie clan leader, "Lord Clan Leader, I don't think this matter is that simple!"

Looking at the talented young lady of the clan who had become a Primary Mage at the age of thirteen, a faint warmth appeared in Jia Lie's eyes and he softly asked, "Goethe, you seem to know something?"

"I know the cause of his death! Maybe he did not die under that organization called "Dark"! " Goethe said in a clear voice.

"Go on!"

"Yes, Lord Clan Chief!" Goethe recounted what had happened in Maple Leaf Town. Before she could finish, the meeting hall was already in an uproar.

"What?" Are you talking about the Necromancer of Maple Leaf Town? The one whose grandfather died at the hands of Geralt's son? " A voice said, full of disbelief.

"Impossible, how can a Necromancer have such powerful strength!" The other man was skeptical.

"Yeah, that's impossible!"

"..."

Many people knew that Geralt had written a letter seeking help from the Salter family for the sake of dealing with the revenge of a necromancer. However, these people had treated it as a joke, leaving his sister in a rather passive position.

"Goethe, you. Is that true? " The woman's face was full of surprise and anger, but at least she knew the truth about her son's death.

Goethe nodded. "The same person who killed Uncle Geralt and Kitley as the same person who killed Jodin," she said with a sigh. "If Joding didn't kill the necromancer's grandfather, perhaps …"

"No!" The woman screamed out loud, her voice filled with grief and indignation, "How can that lowly old beggar be compared to my son? I want to kill him, kill him to take revenge for my son …" To pay with my life for my brother's family... "

The woman had become crazy, even hysterical. After a series of attacks, she seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"Jia Lie clan leader …" You have to make the decision for us … " The woman began to cry again.

Goethe let out a long sigh. In all honesty, the first people to be mistaken were the Geratts, including of course Joding. However, the people in the family had always been known to protect their own people, indiscriminately protecting their own people.

However, from the standpoint of the clan, Goethe could not say such a thing.

"Drag her away!" Seeing that the woman was getting more and more out of hand, Jia Lie frowned and gave the order. The woman was quickly dragged away by a few muscular servants.

At this point, Jia Lie turned to Goethe. "Goethe, is there any evidence to support what you said?"

"I have fought with him before. He is very strong, at least not weaker than those of the same level!" She bit her lips and said, "In that battle, I was the one who lost. I also noticed that he was using a weapon of the Azure Sky rank!"

These words caused another uproar in the hall.

"Are you speaking the truth?"

Goethe glanced at Pushkin. "Uncle Pushkin, you fought with him before. Tell me!"

Pushkin's fat figure helplessly stood out, and he let out a bitter laugh, "Goethe, are you still deliberately making your uncle look like a fool? His strength is indeed very strong, at least above you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have escaped from my hands with his trivial soldier level strength! "

There was a deep intake of breath in the hall.

"Although I don't really believe that Necromancers can possess such extraordinary strength, this can still be verified!" Jia Lie nodded his head, "In that case, the two of them are indeed not related at all. It might just be a coincidence for them to be moving at the same time!"

He then raised his head, and a light flashed in his eyes, "It doesn't matter if they're from a 'dark' organisation or a Necromancer, my Salter family will not let this matter rest. I have to let them know, offending the Salter family will cost me, and the price will be their lives!"

Jia Lie Li's voice reverberated in the hall. He forcefully suppressed his anger and said those words word by word.

Not long after the meeting, Jia Lie Ao personally made a trip to the palace. Not long later, the entire St. Paolo City became tense.

Holy Empire Capital, São Paulo. The city was under martial law!

… ….

"Hua la …"

On a small river near São Paulo, the Holy Empire's capital, two people suddenly emerged from the water.

The man and woman, Ron and Catherine, swam quickly to the edge of the river and clambered ashore, wheezing and wheezing.

"Finally... They escaped! " Kathleen climbed onto the shore and dropped to the ground. Although she was exhausted, her face was filled with the joy of having survived a disaster.

Ron said nothing. His strength was worse than Catherine's, and he couldn't get up now.

"Hey, you're really amazing!" "I didn't expect you to be so strong that you're not even afraid of a master!"

"That guy is probably level nine, at least half a step into the Grandmaster Realm. I never thought that you would be able to run away from him!"

"I was just lucky!" Ron couldn't help but stick out his tongue. If he hadn't been so careless and gotten ambushed by the 'Poison Bone Dagger', they wouldn't have been able to escape so smoothly.

Ron got up, too, and tidied up his clothes. They were wet and uncomfortable, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from Catherine.

Catherine's entire body was wrapped in a tight black leather garment that clung to her body, revealing the curves of her peaks, and her somewhat pale, pretty face, like a goddess just out of the bath, especially when her chest was untied, revealing her large, white skin, which Ron stared at for a moment.

Catherine also noticed the change in Ron's expression, and her face turned completely red. She quickly covered up, buttoned up, and said angrily, "You …" What are you looking at? "

"Ugh!" "No!" Ron immediately retracted his gaze, his face burning like he had a fever, and quickly waved his hands, "I... I didn't see anything! "

These words were as good as nothing. At this moment, both of them were silent, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

After a long moment, Catherine burst out laughing, a little cutely at Ron's strained expression, and said, "I was kidding with you, asshole!"

"Ha ha!" Ron scratched his head and giggled.

"Ugh!" "This..." Not knowing how to answer, Ron scratched his head. "I don't know either. Could it be that you've seen other Necromancers?"

Kathleen nodded, "Yes, Necromancers can be seen everywhere in the Roland Empire, but they have no fighting power. Some of them can't even be compared to normal people!"

"It can't be?" Now, it was Ron's turn to be in disbelief. A powerless Necromancer? Or a Necromancer?

At this moment, a soft sigh came from the bottom of his heart, "Ron, if you have the chance, go take a look at the Roland Empire. I really want to know just what happened!"

"Yes, Grandpa Holmerin, we will leave here soon and go to the Roland Empire!" Ron nodded in agreement.

Now that the troublemakers, Joding and Kittley, had been killed, and so had Grandpa, there was that man McKenzie who, although he had been fanning the flames at the time, was not dead, and Ron thought better of it.

Since Holy Empire doesn't want me, then leave. This isn't a place I can stay at all.

"Right, what plans do you have for the future?" Kathleen recovered her strength and asked Ron.

"I want to leave Holy Empire for the Roland Empire!" Ron said after thinking for a while.

"True, Holy Empire isn't a place for you to stay!" Unless you give up on training in Necromancy! " Catherine nodded agreement.

Ron gave a wry smile. "It's too late to give up even now. I think I'd better leave!" I heard that the Roland Empire is known as the Magic Empire, the Free State, it should be able to accommodate a heretic like me. "

Just then, Catherine pounced and pushed Ron down. Before he could react, Catherine's slender hand reached out and gently covered his mouth, whispering, "Hush! Someone is coming! "

Ron, who hadn't released the crow, was at his lowest point of alertness. His sensing ability was far inferior to the Thief Catherine's. She had grown up in a dangerous environment for a long time, so it was only natural for her to be vigilant of her surroundings.

ta ta ta … *

Ron's eyes were wide open, and he was sprawled out in the grass. The sound of hooves could be heard over his head, and Ron looked up from the grass as a group of heavily armed soldiers approached from a distance.

Amongst the soldiers, there was a man on a horse, reading out loud with a piece of paper in his hand.

"His Majesty has ordered us to capture these two at all costs. From now on, the entire St. Paolo City will be under martial law, especially that Necromancer. We must find her!"

"Search carefully, we can't let even the slightest hint of trouble slip by. Those two must have escaped from the river, they should be somewhere nearby!"

"Yes, captain!"

It was soon followed by the rustling of weapons. It was the sound of a spear piercing through the grass. From the sound, it was possible to deduce that it was a soldier from Holy Empire.

Kathleen was lying on top of Ron, her chest pressed against his arm, her wet skin pressed against his skin, pressing him down in an alluring position.

At that moment, the sweet scent of a virgin wafted into Ron's nostrils, and Catherine, laughing, leaned close to his ear, breathing heavily. "I can't see that you're more important than I am!" Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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