Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 58: Martial law throughout the city

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But Garley quickly found the doubt, "Then how to explain the killing of Jordin? Their goal should be me, but Jordin died. Is it to distract us, and Jordin was killed by them accidentally because of his low strength?"

Satekes thought for a while, but couldn't think of a better explanation, nodded and said, "Master Patriarch, I think it should be!"

The woman on the ground was still crying. She was Geralt’s sister, Jordin’s biological mother. She was upset by the public. He frowned and said, "Don’t cry. , No matter how much you cry Jordin won’t survive!"

The woman suddenly crawled over and pleaded, "My patriarch, please find the murderer and avenge my son...uuu..."

"I see!" Garrett said flatly, "No one who opposes our family will end well!" As he said, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the woman who was crying sad, a trace of unbearable flashed in Godley’s eyes. She didn’t have much affection with Jordin, and could only be regarded as brothers and sisters in the family, but Jordin’s mother was very kind to her, otherwise she had been Will not go to the Naka Manor.

She walked out quickly, helped the woman on the ground, gave her a low comfort, pulled her to the bottom and sat down, and then said to Patriarch Garlie, "Patriarch, I don’t think this matter It's that simple!"

Looking at the genius girl in the clan, Godrey, who became a junior magician at the age of thirteen, had a touch of warmth in his eyes, and asked softly, "Godrey, you seem to know something?"

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

"Go on!"

"Yes, Lord Patriarch!" Goethe said the incident in Maple Leaf Town. Before she could finish her words, the discussion hall had already exploded.

"What? Are you talking about the necromancer in Maple Leaf Town? The one whose grandfather died in the hands of Geralt's son?" a voice said, his tone full of unbelief.

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

"Yes, it's impossible!"

"..."

Many people know that Gerard wrote a letter asking for help from the Salt family in order to cope with the revenge of a necromancer, but these people looked at it as a joke, making his sister quite passive.

"Godley, you...but what you said is true?" The woman's face was full of surprise and anger, but she at least learned the truth about her son's death.

Godley nodded, "The one who killed Uncle Geralt and Kitley was the same as the one who killed Jordin." She sighed, "If it wasn’t Jordin who killed the necromancer Grandpa, maybe..."

"No!" The woman screamed loudly, her voice full of grief and anger, "How can that humble old beggar compare to my son? I want to kill him and kill him to avenge my son... Paying for my brother's family..."

The woman has become crazy, even a little hysterical, and a series of blows made her show signs of collapse.

"Patriarch Garley...you must be our master..." The woman burst into tears again.

Godley sighed faintly. In truth, it was the Geralt family who was the first to go wrong, of course Jordin was included, but the family members have always been famous for protecting shortcomings and covering up indiscriminately. For one's own person, this is not conducive to the settlement of the matter at all, and may even cause even greater hatred.

But from the standpoint of the family, Goethe could not say that.

"Drag her down!" Seeing the woman getting more and more troubled, Garley frowned and gave the order. The woman was quickly dragged down by several strong servants.

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

Godley groaned, "I played against him, his strength is very strong, at least not much weaker than the professional of the same level!" She bit her lip and said, "I lost that battle. Yes, and I also noticed that he uses Azure-level weapons and equipment!"

As soon as this remark came out, it caused another uproar in the hall.

"What you said is true?"

Godley glanced at Pushkin, "Uncle Pushkin, you played against him, you can talk about it!"

Pushkin's chubby figure stood up helplessly, and he gave a wry smile, "Gothie, are you still deliberately making your uncle embarrassed? His strength is indeed very strong, at least above you, or he won’t rely on a warrior. Class strength escaped from me!"

There was a deep inhalation sound in the hall.

"Although I don’t really believe that the Necromancer will have such extraordinary strength, but this is basically confirmed!" Garley nodded, "In that case, the two of them are indeed not related. It may be a coincidence that the two of them are acting at the same time. That's it!"

Then he raised his head, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "Whether they are a "dark" organization or a necromancer, this matter, my Salt family will never give up, I must Let them know that if they offend the Salt family, they must pay a price. This price will be their lives!"

Galle's voice echoed in the hall, and he suppressed his anger forcibly, and said this word by word.

Not long after the meeting, Garrie personally went to the palace, and within a short while, the entire city of São Paulo suddenly became tense.

The Holy Roman Empire, Sao Paulo, the city is under martial law!

……

"Wow--" There was a sound.

By the side of a small river near the city of Saint Paul, the capital of the Holy Roman Empire, two people suddenly emerged from the water.

This man and woman are Ron and Catherine, who swam quickly to the river and climbed onto the bank, gasping for breath, "huh, huh--".

"Finally... escaped!" Catherine climbed ashore and slumped on the ground. Although she was exhausted and exhausted, her face was full of joy after the disaster.

Ron didn't speak, his physical strength was worse than Catherine's, and he couldn't get up now.

"Hey, you are really amazing!" Catherine said to Ron, "I didn't expect you to be so strong, you are not afraid of even the strongest teachers!"

"I am afraid that the guy's strength is ninth level, at least half of his foot is in the realm of master level, I can't think you can escape in his hands!"

"It's a fluke!" Ron couldn't help sticking his tongue out. If he hadn't paid attention and was attacked by the "Poisoned Bone Dagger", they would not have escaped so smoothly. At that time, it was almost too close to him. Thinking of it, I couldn't help being afraid for a while.

Ron also got up and tidied the clothes that he had attached to him. It was so wet and uncomfortable. He glanced at Catherine, his eyes could no longer be removed.

Catherine’s whole body was wrapped in a tight black leather jacket, and the drenched clothes clung to her body. The undulating curves of the peaks and hills were all revealed, coupled with the slightly pale beautiful face, like a freshman The goddess of the bath was like a goddess, especially the chest was unwrapped, revealing that large piece of white snow, which made Ron look at him at once.

Catherine also noticed Ron's abnormality, her face flushed through her ears with a "Whh--" she hurriedly covered it, buttoned the button, 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 he waved his hand hurriedly, "I...I didn't see anything!"

These words are purely that there is no silver in this place, and the two of them are silent at this time, and the atmosphere is a bit embarrassing for a while.

It took a long time for Catherine to "punk--" and laughed out loud. Seeing Ron's cramped expression a little cute, she smiled and said, "I was kidding you, idiot!"

"Haha!" Ron touched his head and smirked.

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

"Uh! This..." Ron answered somehow, he scratched his head and said, "I don't know, have you seen other necromancers?"

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

"No way?" Ron couldn't believe it now. Is a Necromancer with no combat power still a Necromancer?

At this time, a soft sigh came from his heart, "Ron, if you have a chance, go to the Roland Empire and see, I really want to know what happened!"

"Yes, Grandpa Huo Meilin, we will leave here in a while and go to the Roland Empire!" Ron also nodded in agreement.

Now Jordin and Kitley who caused the trouble are also killed, and grandpa’s revenge is also taken away. Although the remaining one named McKinsh has been fanning the flames at the time, he is not guilty of death. Ron thinks about it. Up.

Since the Holy Roman Empire doesn't welcome me, just leave. This place is not something I can stay in. Ron is very depressed when he thinks of his frightened days in the Holy Roman Empire.

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

"I want to leave the Holy Roman Empire and go to the Roland Empire!" Ron said for a while.

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

Ron smiled bitterly, "It's too late to give up now, I think I'll leave! I heard that the Roland Empire is known as the Magic Empire, the country of freedom, and it should be able to tolerate my heresy."

At this moment, Catherine swooped and knocked Ron down. Before he had time to react, Catherine stretched out his slender hand, gently covered his mouth, and whispered, "Quiet! Someone is coming." !"

Ron, who has not released the crow, is at its lowest point of alertness, and his perception ability is far less powerful than Catherine the Rogue. Catherine has been growing up in a dangerous environment for a long time, and it has become her instinct to be alert to every move around her.

"Tattoo..."

Ron opened his eyes wide and lay down in the bushes. A sound of horseshoes came from above his head. Ron raised his head from the bushes, and a group of heavily armed soldiers came from a distance.

Among the soldiers, one rides on a horse and reads aloud with a piece of paper in his hand.

"Your Majesty has an order to seize these two people at all costs. From now on, the whole city of Sao Paulo will be sealed off under martial law, especially the Necromancer, we must find!"

"Search carefully, and you can't let go of the wind and grass. The two should have escaped from the river. They should be nearby!"

"Yes, Captain!"

The rustle of searching followed. It was the sound of a spear spurring the grass. From that sound, it can be inferred that it should be a soldier of the Holy Roman Empire.

Catherine was lying on Ron's body, her tender chest pressed against Ron's arm, and her soaked body skin pressed tightly, pressing him in a seductive posture.

At this time, a virgin fragrance penetrated Ron's nostrils, and Catherine chuckled close to his ear, and said, "I don't see it, you are more important than me!"