Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 15: Naka Guard

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Ron quickly ran out of the town, and the blue-clothed youth was chasing after him.

His speed is still very fast, and the blue-clothed youth is being thrown farther and farther. At this moment, a group of people appeared in front of Ron, noisily, running towards him.

When the blue-clothed youth saw the overjoy, he immediately shouted, "Stop him, he is Ron..."

The people who appeared in front of Ron were the townspeople called by the man just now. Those people were holding simple weapons such as clubs and saw Ron, obviously stunned.

"He is Ron..."

"Grab him, it's a hundred gold coins..."

A thought arose in the minds of the townspeople, and their calm eyes were replaced by greedy looks.

"Grab him..."

Money has blinded reason, and a hundred gold coins have made these uncontested townsfolk become fanatical. If you catch him, it is a hundred gold coins.

Without hesitation, they raised their sticks and rushed towards Ron frantically.

Ron was stunned. He has lived in Maple Leaf Town for more than ten years and is quite familiar with the townspeople, but now, looking at the faces of the townspeople, he feels a little strange.

Fleeing, Ron had only one thought in his mind. He quickly turned around, and the townspeople were chasing after him like crazy beasts.

No way!

A wall stopped Ron. He had nowhere to escape. Ron turned his head and saw the townspeople crazy about money. They seemed to see Ron's helplessness, but they still approached step by step. .

The blue-clothed young man grinned, "Ron, you run, why didn't you run?" As he said, he took a wooden stick from the person next to him and slowly approached.

Ron lowered his head, still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, bit his lip and said softly, "Uncles and uncles of Maple Leaf Town, are you really going to do this to me?"

"Uncle Battelle, have you forgotten that your daughter once fell into a river, did I rescue her?"

"Uncle Jobs, have you forgotten that I often come to help you with work?"

"..."

Ron’s childish voice reverberated around, and there was some hesitation in the crowd. Many people began to hesitate. Anyway, Ron also grew up in Maple Leaf Town.

Seeing that the situation is not good, the young man in blue immediately said loudly, "Don't listen to him nonsense, Master Geralt said, as long as you catch him, he will give us a hundred gold coins, a hundred gold coins, and, this Luo Well, he also practiced evil undead magic!"

Hearing these words, the eyes of those people became firm.

"No..." Ron waved his hand desperately, but unfortunately no one wanted to listen to his explanation, and stepped closer.

"Hehe, Ron, don't waste your time..." The blue-clothed youth said with a sneer, "For these years, you have eaten ours, wears ours, we raised you, and it's time to give us back... …"

Ron looked at the familiar faces of these townspeople, and under the influence of money, he became so strange.

"Uncle and uncle, don't force me..." Ron bit his lip and said, but no one listened to him.

At this time, a sigh came from the depths of the soul, "Do it, Ron, they are no longer the townspeople you are familiar with..."

It turned out that Huo Meilin couldn't stand it anymore.

"Since this is the case, then I'm not welcome..."

Ron's heart became cold, and since these townspeople didn't think of the old friendship at all, he didn't need to hide it.

Compared with the warriors who use hands and feet, the professions of the wizard series are so elegant. When Ron's hand is moved, a beam of black air is emitted from his hand, and there is a word in his mouth. In front of him, five skeleton warriors Got out of the ground.

They held small bone knives in their hands, and their green eyes stared vaguely at the large group of townspeople in front of them.

The townspeople were shocked.

"He... he is really a Necromancer..."

"He will summon skeletons..."

"Good evil magic..."

The eyes of the townsfolk were horrified. They didn't want to fight these terrifying monsters. These people began to shrink again.

"Don't be afraid of it, they are just some useless bone shelves..." The blue-clothed youth immediately cheered up the townspeople. He had been to the Roland Empire and knew about some necromancers.

Many people are frightened by the skeleton warriors, but more people have heard of the legends of undead magic and paid no attention to them.

"Kill this Necromancer..."

"This is heresy and must be burned to death..."

The crowd became angry. It was not so much that they became angry because Ron was heresy, but the magic of money made people greedy.

The greedy townspeople raised their sticks and slammed them down at the skeleton warrior. The skeleton warrior blocked it. They did not dare to fight back without getting Ron's order.

Soon, a skeleton warrior was knocked down, the bones scattered all over the floor, and the bones that fell on the ground turned into a cloud of black air and drifted away with the wind.

The situation is getting worse and worse.

People became even more crazy. This proved from the side that undead magic is one of the reasons for garbage magic. These skeleton warriors are too weak.

Ron had been restraining himself, but he found that there was no way back.

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me..." Ron's eyes flashed fiercely, "Skeleton Warrior, give me..."

Received Ron's instructions, facing the raining sticks, the skeleton warriors were not afraid. They had no emotions at first, and they didn't know what they were afraid of, so they raised the bone knife in their hands and greeted them directly.

With a lightly chipped bone knife in his hand, a big stick with a thick bowl was chopped into two pieces. The skeleton warrior refused to let go, and waved the bone knife in his hand again, and slammed it into the stomach of a town citizen.

"Hey--" With a sound, the bone knife is not long, but it can penetrate the human body. I saw the townsman clutching his stomach with an unbelievable expression. He didn't believe everything he saw before him. Not to believe that he would actually die in the hands of a necromancer who seemed to be called a waste.

He is the gangster in Maple Leaf Town. The young man in blue who just started talking to Ron, knelt on the ground and muttered to himself, "Impossible...this is not a necromancer..."

He died, with an unbelievable look on his face, and with his greed for money.

He is Ron's most disgusting person, and he instigated these people to surround himself, so he started with him first.

The young man in blue is just an ordinary bastard, weak as paper in front of the skeleton warrior.

"Killed..." People yelled in panic, and at the same time they backed away in panic. In the face of unknown fear, no one would be so stupid to die.

Ron commanded the skeleton warriors to injure a few more, but did not hurt the killer. At this time, the crowd became commotion, and many people cried and screamed back. The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

In the chaos, Ron saw the fat Aunt Susan. He noticed that there was no fear on Aunt Susan's face. Instead, there was a touch of relief.

"Naka ​​Manor Guard is here...Naka Manor Guard is here..."

When the scene was chaotic, a voice came from afar.

It turned out that it was the townspeople who reported the news and came with the guards of Naka Manor. They were searching for Ron in various villages and towns. When they heard Ron appeared in Maple Leaf Town, they immediately brought people over.

This is the Naka Manor Guard Organization. There are not many people. There are more than ten people. They are fully armed, a beautiful armor, shining in the sun, handguards, shoulder armor and other equipment, riding a tall horse, With a wide-bladed sword stuck in his waist, a cold murderous aura spread.

The captain of the guard of Naka Manor saw Ron at a glance, and he was happy. It seems that this great achievement is almost his.

"Keep out of... all out of..."

The Naka Manor Guards are not polite to ordinary townspeople, and to those who are blocking the townspeople, they whip them down, making them cry and cry.

The leader of the guard of Naka Manor got off his horse, stepped forward, clenched his face, and said coldly, "Ron, you killed my people in Naka Manor. You know you now obediently Put down your weapons and surrender immediately, and you will be bound. Our owner, Geralt, sees you as young, and may spare your life, otherwise I will be welcome..."

Everyone knows that in Geralt's eyes, Ron doesn't have any reason to save his life, but he still has to say the scene.

"Hehe... Have you still practiced undead magic? Now, the Holy See will definitely not let you go..." The captain of the guard saw the skeleton warrior summoned by Ron at this time. He was not surprised and rejoiced. Up.

Ron was still a fifteen-year-old boy, looking at the heavily armed Naka Guards, he was a little bit startled, and asked softly, "Grandpa Khomelin, what should I do now?"

Ron has a set of communication methods with Homelin. Homelin can hear what he says, but outsiders can't see Homelin except Ron because he is a soul.

"Ron, don't be afraid, they are just apprentice-level swordsmen. Although you have just practiced undead magic, you are also a junior apprentice necromancer, so you don't have to be afraid of them..."

"But... but, many of them... still have weapons..." Ron's voice trembled, facing a dozen heavily armed men, saying that they were not afraid of being fake, and those people had already Surrounded him, and pulled out the long sword around his waist, which was shining with cold light.

Seeing Ron still scared to death, Huo Meilin shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was frightened by those shiny armors and bright swords. He didn't know that these were just superficial things. You must know that Ron now has a junior trainee undead. The strength of the mage, there is no need to be afraid of them, even if they can't beat them, they can still escape.

Hey, this child still has too little combat experience. Huo Meilin sighed. No wonder, what kind of decent fighting can a 15-year-old child from a poor family experience? Can’t go on like this...

The road of a strong man cannot be smooth sailing. Fighting is the most precious growth experience. Otherwise, like flowers and plants cultivated in a greenhouse, it is impossible to thrive.

And what Ron lacks most is combat experience. As it is now, he can't even figure out the opponent's strength, and his legs are scared by the opponent's so-called "mighty" appearance.