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Regarding the origin of the Holy Roman Empire, according to the history of the Noahian continent, the Holy Roman Empire in the west and the Roland Empire in the east originally belonged to one country, it was called the Roman Empire, and it is now called the Ancient Roman Empire in textbooks. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

Many years after the founding of ancient Rome, because of a civil war, the huge Roman Empire collapsed overnight, and various countries became independent one after another, the most powerful of which was the Roland Empire, and the new Roman Empire, also known as the Holy Roman Empire, which was controlled by the Holy See. [Search for the latest updates.]

Now the Holy Roman Emperor Charles XXVII, he was originally the most inconspicuous prince of the Charles royal family, and was canonized by the Holy See and became the new emperor.

St. Paul, the imperial capital of the Holy Roman Empire.

Paul is the name of the founding emperor of the ancient Roman Empire, and the imperial capital at that time was also named after him, and later after the establishment of the Holy Roman Empire, the Holy See could not abolish it, so it could only add the word "holy" in front of the name of the imperial capital, and then it has been used to this day.

As the imperial capital, São Paulo is naturally very prosperous, and the streets are crowded with people from all countries and cities.

Mercenaries, merchants, craftsmen, peasants and even prostitutes, all the professions you can see can be found in the city of São Paulo, and in every street there are densely populated with people of all colors, and even other races.

It took Ron nearly half a year to leave the dark forest and come to St. Paul's city, where his eyes were wide open, like a countryman entering the city, looking east and west, dazzling.

Every time he walked into a shop, there were so many materials in it that he couldn't read them all in a day, most of the materials were unknown to Ron, but fortunately, with Homerin as an expert, Ron learned a lot.

Santchialo is also a big city, but it is still inferior to São Paulo.

"Wow, there's so much stuff here...... Ron said excitedly as he ran to an open-air stall.

There are all kinds of handicrafts sold here, each of which is very delicate and beautiful, and the most important is the statue of the Holy Angel, large and small, carved lifelikely.

Looking at Ron, the stall owner couldn't help frowning, after six months of traveling, Ron's current outfit is similar to that of a little beggar, coupled with that slightly childish face, he naturally became the least favorite type of person among the stall owners.

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

"Hmph...... What's the big deal!" Driven away, Ron had to wipe his nose, and then walked away stupidly, he looked at the price, those angel statues cost at least a gold coin, this price is not that Ron can't afford it, but this thing is really useless except for being beautiful.

It's no surprise to the bustling Homerin of São Paulo, when I was on the continent of Omros, the Undercity was much more prosperous than here.

At this time, he couldn't help but ask, "Ron, did you really decide to find that guy Jordin to be unlucky?"

Ron nodded calmly, with a resentful look in his eyes, "Yes, my grandfather has always had no quarrel with others, when others give him money, he will kowtow and thank you, and if he doesn't give it, he will laugh, it is those guys who provoked him, if you want to say that Kitley is the murderer who killed my grandfather directly, then Jordyn They are the indirect murderers......"

Ron said firmly, "I will never let him go!"

Huo Meilin sighed, "Revenge is not a problem, the problem is that this is the imperial capital of the Holy Roman Empire, needless to say that the study is as strong as a cloud, with your current strength, I am afraid it will ......"

Huo Meilin didn't continue, he didn't approve of Ron's adventure in his heart, revenge can be avenged at any time, provided that he has strength.

According to Huo Meilin's thoughts, under his teaching, Ron can at least break through the master-level, that is, the realm of the undead archmage, with this kind of strength, revenge is not a problem at all, and he can even escape without being harmed.

But Ron didn't want to wait, in the past six months, he broke through again, and now he is already the strength of an intermediate necromancer, and he has also learned some more powerful necromancer, he is now full of confidence, but according to Huo Meilin's thoughts, such strength is simply insignificant in the imperial capital of St. Paul.

The most dangerous thing is that cultivators of necromancy are strictly forbidden in the territory of the Holy Roman Empire, as long as Ron makes a move, the Holy See will know about it and hunt him down, but if he doesn't use necromancy, it will be no different from ordinary people.

"I know, Grandpa Homelin!" Ron said, "I won't do it!"

"I'll find a way to assassinate him secretly, and once I succeed, I'll run away immediately, and there won't be any trouble!"

Homelin had no choice but to agree.

......

"Excuse me, how do the Salter family go?" Ron asked with a wave of his hand in a small alley not far away, calling a "wayman" and giving him three gold coins.

The "way" saw that the gold coin's eyes were straight, and he took it busily, his face bloomed with joy, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and said, "It turns out to be the famous Salte family, not far away, mercenary, please ...... here."

"No need, you can tell me how to go!" Ron refused.

"Just turn left in front and turn a corner, there is a famous aristocratic residential area in São Paulo, and many big nobles are in it!" the "way" nodded and said, as humble as he was, for him, asking for directions to get three gold coins is too profitable, such a good thing is better to come once a day.

Ron nodded and walked away.

"Luzi" is right, this is indeed an aristocratic area, wide and quiet streets, layers of castle-like courtyards are lined with each other, and every place is guarded by fully armored soldiers, separated from the places where the common people live, and here are inhabited by people of status and status.

In the imperial capital of São Paulo, where every inch of land is at a premium, it is not easy to create such an aristocratic area, and it is even more difficult to live in it, which is not just about being rich.

Standing in front of the gate of the Salter family, Ron was worried, it would not be possible to go in and study with great fanfare, not to mention that there were such strong people in the Salte family, even if it was a hundred apprentice levels, he couldn't cope with it.

"Hey, come over to me!" was Ron meditating when a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Ron looked up and saw a woman in a maid outfit who couldn't tell if it was an aunt or a girl waving at him, "Hey, it's you!"

"Call me?" Ron walked over with confusion, only to hear the woman say, "You, you, you, and you! bring me these big boxes......

As she spoke, she pointed out a few civilian-looking people who seemed to be her hired men, and she had taken Ron as a hired hand.

The men she had selected were working with their hands and feet, and they reached out to lift the large boxes and were about to carry them to the carriage.

"What are you doing in a daze? help with the work, don't worry, I won't lose your salary!" said the maid-looking woman viciously, her hands on her hips, feeling that Ron would scold him if he didn't help again.

Ron's heart moved, "Isn't this a way to get into the Salter family?" he smiled and ran over quickly, reaching for the box.

The box was so heavy that it took at least six hired men to move it, and the maid did not anticipate the weight of the box, and hired only five, and was understaffed, so she had to call Ron, who was staying at a distance.

Ron held the box and looked at the hired men carefully, in addition to the four strong men who were five big and three thick, there was also a thin figure who looked extremely thin, and I don't know why the woman would call such a person to do such rough work.

Looking into Ron's gaze, the skinny hired man pressed the worn-out felt on his head slightly, and lowered his head at the same time.

Six men carried large heavy chests into the small side door, which was for the servants of the family, and the family and distinguished guests would not go through such doors.

"Just leave it here!" said the maid pointing to one of the doors of a room as she walked through the labyrinth of winding stairs.

"There are three more boxes in the carriage, all of them are going to be carried for me!" the maid stared at them like a thief, for fear that they would steal something, and as soon as she put the boxes down, she threw them out to carry their things.

Ron felt that the boxes were heavier than the other, and although his body had grown taller and stronger after nearly a year of living in the forest, he still felt tired from doing these menial tasks.

When the last box had been moved, the maid was quite happy, and paid her wages for thirty denariias each, which was a rare reward for the hired men, who took the money and departed with great gratitude.

Ron followed behind the hired men, and when they weren't looking, one dodged and hid in the shadows.

"Where's Jordyn's room?" Ron was worried again, the place where the Salter family lived was too big, it was not a building, but a collection of castle-like buildings, dotted with luxurious and beautiful garden pools between them, making people feel in a labyrinth.

Just then a servant walked past Ron, and he was agitated and hid behind a stone pillar.

"It's so dangerous, almost discovered!" Ron patted his chest, it was so thrilling just now, he had already exposed half of his body, fortunately the kid was absent-minded, otherwise he would have been discovered.

Wait, why don't you catch someone and ask?

"You...... What do you want to do?"

Ron quickly grabbed a target and forced it into the shadows with bone spurs, and the poor guy asked in a trembling voice with his legs trembling with fear.

"Tell me, where is your Young Master Jordyn's room?" Ron asked viciously, the bone spur in his hand pressed hard against the guy's soft abdomen, and with a shake of his head, the sharp bone spur could cut him open.

It's something that even the hard skin of a strange beast can pierce.

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