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However, Galie soon found out about the suspicion, "Then how do you explain the killing of Jordin? Their target should be me, but Jordin died, could it be to distract us, and Jordin was accidentally killed by them because of his low strength?"

Shatkez thought about it, but couldn't think of a better explanation, nodded and said, "Patriarch, I think it should be!" [Search for the latest updates.]

The woman on the ground was still crying, she was Geralt's sister, Jordyn's biological mother, in front of the public, which upset Galie too, he frowned, and said, "Don't cry, no matter how much you cry Jordin won't come back to life!"

The woman suddenly crawled up quickly and pleaded, "Patriarch, please find the murderer and avenge my son...... Woohoo......"

"I see!" said Galie lightly, "None of the people who oppose our family will end well!" he said, his eyes flashing with a gleam. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

Looking at the woman crying sadly, Godley's eyes flashed a trace of unbearability, she didn't have much affection for Jordyn, she could only be regarded as a brother and sister in the clan, but Jordin's mother was very kind to her, otherwise she would not have come to Naka Manor in the first place.

She walked out quickly, helped the woman on the ground up, whispered comfort, and pulled her to sit down, before she said to the patriarch of Gare, "Patriarch, I don't think this matter is so simple!"

Looking at the genius girl in the clan, Godley, who became a junior magician at the age of thirteen, Galie also showed a faint warmth in his eyes, and asked softly, "Godley, you seem to know something?"

"I know the cause of Jordyn's death! Maybe he didn't die under the organization called Dark!" said Goldley.

"Go on!"

"Yes, Patriarch!" said Godley about the incident in Maple Leaf, and before she could finish her sentence, the council hall had exploded.

"What? You're talking about the necromancer in Maple Leaf Town, the one where Grandpa died at the hands of Gerat's son?" a voice said, his tone full of disbelief.

"No way, how can a necromancer have such great strength!" the other was also skeptical.

"yes, impossible!"

“......”

Many people know Geralt writing a letter to the Salter family asking for help in order to deal with a necromancer's revenge, but they take it as a joke, leaving his sister rather passive.

"Godley, you ...... Are you telling the truth?" the woman's face was filled with surprise and anger, but she had at least learned the truth about her son's death.

Godley nodded, "The same person who killed Uncle Geralt and Kitley was the same person who killed Jordin" as she said as she sighed, "If it wasn't for Jordin killing that necromancer's grandfather, maybe ......"

"No!" the woman screamed, her tone full of grief and indignation, "how can that lowly old beggar compare to my son, I will kill him, kill him to avenge my son...... ...... for my brother's family."

The woman had become insane, even hysterical, and a series of blows that made her look like she was collapsing.

"Patriarch Gare...... You must be the master for us......" The woman began to cry again.

Godley sighed faintly, in her heart, it was the Geralt family who was the first to be wrong, including Jordin, of course, but the family has always been famous for protecting their shortcomings and indiscriminately shielding their own people, which is not conducive to the resolution of the matter at all, and may even cause greater hatred.

However, from the standpoint of the family, Godley could not say this.

"Drag her down!" Gallet gave the order with a frown, seeing that the woman was getting more and more troublesome, and the woman was soon dragged down by several able-bodied servants.

At this time, Galie turned to Godley, "Godley, is there any evidence to support what you said?"

Godley pondered for a moment, "I fought against him, and his strength is very strong, at least not much weaker than the professionals of the same level!" she bit her lip and said, "I lost that battle, and I also noticed that he used azure-level weapons and equipment!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall.

"What you said is true?"

Godley glanced at Pushkin, "Uncle Pushkin, you fought with him, tell me about it!"

Pushkin's chubby figure stood up helplessly, and he smiled bitterly, "Godley, do you still want to make your uncle ugly? His strength is indeed very strong, at least above you, or he would not have escaped from me with his mere sergeant-level strength!"

A deep inhale rang out from the hall.

"Although I don't believe that the necromancer will have such extraordinary strength, this thing can basically be confirmed!" Galie nodded, "In this case, the two of them really have nothing to do with each other, and it may be just a coincidence that they are acting at the same time!"

Then he raised his head, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Whether they are the "dark" organization or the necromancer, my Salter family will never give up on this matter, I must let them know that offending the Salter family must pay a price, and this price will be their lives!"

Gare's voice echoed through the hall, and he forcibly suppressed his anger and uttered the words word by word.

Shortly after the meeting, Gallet himself went to the Royal Palace, and in a short time the whole city of St. Paul suddenly became tense.

The imperial capital of the Holy Roman Empire, St. Paul, the whole city is under martial law!

......

"Whoa-" sounded.

On the edge of a small river in the city of St. Paul, the imperial capital of the Holy Roman Empire, two men suddenly emerged from the water.

The man and the woman, Ron and Catherine, swam swiftly to the river, climbed ashore, and gasped for breath.

"Finally...... Get out!" Catherine climbed ashore and lay down on the ground, exhausted from exhaustion, but with the joy of the rest of her life on her face.

Ron didn't speak, his body was even more unbearable than Catherine's, and he couldn't get up now.

"Hey, you're so good!" Catherine said to Ron, "I didn't expect you to be so strong, even a division-level powerhouse is not afraid!"

"That guy's strength is afraid that he is at the ninth level, at least half a foot has stepped into the realm of the master level, I can't imagine that you can escape in his hands!"

"It's a fluke!" Ron couldn't help but stick out his tongue, if he hadn't been careful and had been attacked by the "Quenching Bone Dagger", they wouldn't have escaped so smoothly, it was extremely dangerous at that time, and he couldn't help but be afraid for a while when he thought about it.

Ron also got up and straightened the clothes that were attached to his body, wet and uncomfortable, he glanced at Catherine, and couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

Catherine's entire body was wrapped in a tight black leather coat, the soaked clothes were clinging to her body, the undulating curves of the peaks and peaks were revealed, coupled with the slightly pale beautiful face, like a goddess who had just come out of the bath, especially the chest was untied, revealing a large piece of snow white, which made Ron stunned for a moment.

Catherine also noticed Ron's strange appearance, her face turned red through her ears with a "hmm-" sound, she hurriedly covered it, buttoned it up, and said angrily, "You...... What are you looking at?"

"Uh! no!" Ron immediately retracted his gaze, his face was as hot as a fever, and hurriedly waved his hand, "I...... I didn't see anything!"

These words were purely three hundred taels of silver here, and at this time the two of them were silent, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

It took a while for Catherine to laugh out loud, looking at Ron's cramped expression a little cute, and said with a smile, "I'm kidding you, idiot!"

"Huh!" Ron touched his head and smirked.

At this time, Catherine Xiao asked with interest, "By the way, why is your necromancer so powerful? It's completely different from the necromancer I know!"

"Uh! this ......" Ron scratched his head as he didn't know how to reply, "I don't know, have you seen any other necromancer?"

Catherine nodded, "Yes, necromancers can be seen everywhere in the Roland Empire, but they don't have any combat power, and some can't even beat ordinary people!"

"Wouldn't it?" Now it's Ron's turn to believe it, is a necromancer who has no combat power still a necromancer?

At this time, a soft sigh came from the bottom of his heart, "Ron, if you have the opportunity, go to the Roland Empire to have a look, I want to know what happened!"

"Yes, Grandpa Homerin, we'll leave here in a moment and go to the Roland Empire!" Ron nodded in agreement.

Now the troublemakers Jordin and Kitley have also been killed, and Grandpa's revenge has been avenged, and the rest of the man named McKinsh has been fanning the flames at the time, but he is not dead, Ron can just think about it.

Since the Holy Roman Empire doesn't welcome me, just leave, this place is not for me to stay in at all, and Ron is depressed when he remembers his days in the Holy Roman Empire.

"By the way, what are your plans for the future?" Catherine replied with some body and asked Ron.

"I want to leave the Holy Roman Empire and go to the Roland Empire!" Ron said after a moment's thought.

"Yes, this Holy Roman Empire is not a place for you to stay unless you give up practicing necromancy!" Catherine nodded in agreement.

Ron smiled bitterly, "It's too late to give up now, I guess I'd better leave! I heard that the Roland Empire is known as the Magic Empire, the country of freedom, and it should be able to tolerate me as a heretic." ”

At this moment, Catherine pounced and pushed Ron down, and before he could react, Catherine's slender hand reached out, gently covered his mouth, and whispered, "Silence!

Ron, who did not release the crow, was at its lowest point of alertness, and his perception was far less strong than that of the thief Catherine, who had grown up in a dangerous environment for a long time, and it had become her instinct to be wary of every move around her.

"Stepping on ......"

Ron's eyes widened as he lay on his stomach in the grass, and the sound of horses' hooves came from above him, and Ron looked up from the grass to see a group of heavily armed soldiers in the distance.

One of the soldiers was on a horse, holding a piece of paper in his hand and reading it aloud.

"Your Majesty has an order, do not hesitate to catch these two people, from now on, the whole city of St. Paul is under martial law, especially that necromancer, must be found!"

"Search carefully, you can't let go of a hint of wind and grass, those two should have escaped from the river, they should be near here!"

"Yes, Captain!"

This was followed by the rustle of searching, the sound of spears stirring the grass, from which it could be inferred that it was a soldier of the Holy Roman Empire.

Catherine was lying on top of Ron, her delicate chest pressing against Ron's arms, her soaked body skin clinging to him, and she was pressing him in a seductive position.

At this time, the fragrance of virginity seeped into Ron's nostrils, and Catherine chuckled close to his ear, and said with a breath, "I can't see that you are more important than me!"

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