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On the outskirts of St. Paul's by a small river, Ron emerges from the water,

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He shook his hair, wiped his face, and swam towards the shore, where he climbed ashore in a few strokes, took off his wet clothes, took clean clothes from the space bag, and changed them.

"Warrior from the underworld, please accept my call and come out, skeleton warrior......"

At this time, Ron began to summon skeleton warriors, and before long, a dumbfounded skeleton warrior stood in front of Ron.

"Hey, hey!" Ron smiled, reaching out to help the skeleton warrior and climb onto its back, his mind moved, and the skeleton warrior held Ron in his hand and ran as fast as a horse.

The Skeleton Warrior is certainly not as fast as the Swift Horse, but it is much faster and less strenuous than Ron's own walking.

"Ron, you're really good at this!" Huo Meilin's eyes were full of appreciation, "It's very good to think of using a skeleton warrior as a mount, so many people in the Natural Disaster Church didn't think of it before!"

"Hey, hey!" Ron smiled again, he touched his head, "By the way, Grandpa Homerin, can the necromancers of the Scourge Church summon mounts at that time?"

"A non-commissioned necromancer doesn't have the undead ......magic of a summoning mount," Huo Meilin thought for a moment and said, "Summoning a mount requires at least division-level strength......"

"Division? That's the Necromancer, what can the Necromancer summon?"

"Gargoyle ......"

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The two talked all the way, walking straight to the border of the Holy Roman Empire, Ron deliberately chose a remote mountain road to walk, it rode a skeleton warrior, and it didn't take much effort, it climbed over the mountains like flat ground, walked for more than a month, and came to the border city of the Holy Roman Empire-Asinaris.

Acinarius was a major frontier town of the Holy Roman Empire, technically a military town where the 13th, 14th, and 15th legions of the Empire were stationed.

The most frequent visitors were merchants and soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire who came and went from city to place.

In order to avoid being recognized, Ron put on a face mask, and in this border city, the checks are not as strict as those in the imperial capital, São Paulo.

"You...... Pass ......"

Just as Ron was about to walk out the door, a cold voice stopped him, and Ron was taken aback.

"What is a pass?" Ron was stunned and shook his head, "I don't have one!"

The soldier was suspicious, and he looked Ron up and down like a thief, and at this time, several soldiers in the distance also looked over here.

"My lord, pass!" At this time, a fat merchant next to him handed the pass, and the soldier took it, opened it, looked at it, and waved his hand to let him pass.

"So the pass is the red one!" Ron saw the pass, but he wondered again, how could he get one?

"You can't get out of the country without a pass, that's the rule!" the soldier said to him with a blushing face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my lord, I forgot my pass at home, I'll go get it. Ron replied and hurried away.

Generally speaking, the pass is a symbol of status when a country goes out, issued by each country, generally speaking, the pass of various countries of mankind is basically universal, but there are also restrictions on the issuance of passes, usually only merchants, mercenaries and nobles can have passes, ordinary civilians do not have passes, Ron has always been an ordinary civilian in the Holy Roman Empire, naturally there can be no pass.

Ron stood aside helplessly, watching others pass through the border with a red pass in their hands, and he had the urge to grab it.

However, it was unwise to do it here, and the soldiers coming and going made Ron feel terrified, but he also knew that it was impossible to leave Acinarius without a pass.

"Grandpa Homelin, what should I do?" Ron was completely out of order.

Huo Meilin hesitated, "I can help you kill if you need to." ”

"Forget it, don't ......"

Ron immediately vetoed the heartwarming mention of Homerin, because he didn't want Grandpa Homerin to have something to do.

"I'll take a look and see if I can come up with any good ideas?" said Ron, a little helpless.

At this time, in a corner by the city wall, some voices caught his attention.

"What's going on over there?"

Ron felt strange in his heart, watching the people over there gather more and more, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and walked over.

In the crowd, a little girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old was curled up, unkempt and ragged, her pale face with tear stains, and her body trembling from excessive fright.

Beside her, lay an old man, who seemed to be a penniless beggar, who had been dead for a long time, and whose corpse emitted a foul smell.

Beside her, there were several aristocratic young people in gorgeous costumes, who were playing around and pointing at the little girl.

"Hehe, this girl is selling herself to bury her father, but she is really filial!" said a yellow-haired young man in fine clothes with a grin, picking his teeth, although his mouth was talking about human words, but a pair of eyes looked at the little girl's body stealthily.

"How do you know it's her father? Maybe it's her grandfather?" said another blue-haired young man.

"Maybe it's her husband!" laughed a brown-haired young man.

"Hahaha......" Several young men in Chinese clothes laughed unscrupulously.

The little girl clenched her teeth and fell to her knees without saying a word, her long hair hanging down and covering her face.

That's when something even more excessive.

"I didn't expect to see this old guy dead in the past few days!" I saw the yellow-haired young man grinning, he reached out and drew his long sword, and stabbed it on the corpse of the girl's grandfather.

"You...... You ......" The girl didn't expect those people to do this, she looked up, and there was a hint of anger in her eyes.

"This untouchable is a untouchable, you see, how dirty this old beggar is!" the yellow-haired young man laughed, and with a sword he picked out the old man's intestines, and several people laughed happily.

Poor old man, already dead, those people did not spare even his corpse.

"Wow-you, don't touch my grandfather!" the girl burst into tears and rushed up to fight with the young men.

"Yo, how dare you do it?" At this time, she was pushed by the blue-haired young man, fell to the ground, and she rushed up to fight again, but looking at her thin body, she couldn't hurt those tall and tall young people in Chinese clothes at all, those people were giggling, just looking for fun.

The people around looked at the little girl with sympathy in their eyes, but seeing that there was no one next to those young people, many of them dared not speak out, and many of them shook their heads and walked away.

"What's going on?" Ron asked an old man next to him with a hint of anger in his eyes.

The old man shook his head, "Alas, these grandparents and grandchildren have been here from outside, and it has been several months, and those guys have to come to harass them every day, but a few days ago, the girl's grandfather fell ill and died, and only this girl was left, pitiful, these people still haven't let go of ......"

"These scumbags!" Ron was furious, his eyes like they were about to burst into flames, and he clenched his fists so hard that his bones snapped. The last thing he despises is bullying the weak, which is also related to his previous experience, and no one here understands the feelings of the little girl better than Ron.

"Don't mess around, young man!" said the old man in a low voice, "I advise you, these fellows are not to be provoked, and the yellow-haired one is the son of the lord of Acinaris......"

"Ron, calm down!" Homerin's voice rang out at the same time, "I know what you want to do, but in this way, your identity is revealed!"

"Damn!" Ron also knew the seriousness of the matter, he gritted his teeth, relaxed his clenched fists, and took a deep breath.

"Haha, it's just a dead man, why are you in such a hurry? It's not your husband!" the yellow-haired young man laughed, and a sword swung "hmm-hmm-" and split the old man's body into pieces.

The girl was completely stunned, not even conscious, and stared at the pile of rotting flesh and blood on the ground, she ran a few steps, and suddenly fell to her knees, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Grandpa—" The heart-rending cry moved the onlookers. Looking at those young people, their eyes were not good.

These young people did not realize that on their territory, who were afraid of coming? The bones of those who dared to oppose them before had turned to ashes.

At this time, the yellow-haired young man seemed to have discovered a new continent, and said excitedly, "Hey, look, that girl looks okay......"

"Hehe, I can't imagine that Da Shao's eyes are so poisonous, even you can see this!" said the blue-haired youth.

"Get her clean, and we'll be refreshed!" said the brown-haired young man with a smile, his eyes shining with lust.

The three exchanged glances, and the blue-haired and brown-haired youths walked over quickly, put their hands under the little girl's armpits, and lifted her up.

The little girl was like a fool, and let them stand up, without even resisting.

"Beast—not even a thirteen-year-old girl!" the onlookers shook their heads, their eyes sympathetic, but none of them stepped forward to stop their atrocities.

The young men in fancy clothes turned a deaf ear to the discussions around them, they had done this more than once for things like this, and they were already familiar with it, ignoring the angry glances cast at them.

"Grandpa Homelin, I can't help it!" Ron was so angry that his teeth clicked, and his body trembled with anger.

"Ron, you have to be calm, it's useless to be reckless!" reminded Homelin.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin, but I can't help it!" Ron looked at the distant backs of those people, gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, just let me be willful once...... Just one ......"

Ron pulled out the cyan bone staff from the space bag, his face became extremely hideous, and he said word by word, "I'm going to spare it, I'm not going to help, it's going to help, it's going to help!"

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