Ron quickly ran out of the town, followed by the young man in blue.
His speed was still very fast, and the youth in blue was thrown further and further away. At this moment, a group of people appeared in front of Ron, running towards him in a chaotic manner.
The young man in blue looked overjoyed, and immediately shouted loudly, "Stop him, he is Ron..."
Appearing in front of Ron were the townspeople called by the man just now. Those people held crude weapons such as sticks in their hands. When they saw Ron, they were obviously taken aback.
"He's Ron..."
"Catch him, it's a hundred gold coins..."
A thought rose in the minds of those townspeople, and their calm eyes were replaced by greedy expressions.
"catch him… "
Money blinded reason, and a hundred gold coins made these townspeople who had nothing to do with the world go crazy. If you catch him, it will be a hundred gold coins.
Without hesitation, they raised their sticks and rushed towards Ron frantically.
Ron was stunned. He had lived in Maple Leaf Town for more than ten years and was quite familiar with the townspeople, but now, looking at the faces of those townspeople felt a little strange.
Running away, Ron had only one thought in his mind, he quickly turned around, and the townspeople followed closely behind, like wild beasts that had gone mad.
There is no way!
A fence stopped Ron, and he had no way to escape. Ron turned his head and saw the townspeople who were crazy about money. They seemed to see Ron's helplessness, but they still approached step by step.
The young man in blue grinned, "Ron, run away, why don't you run away?" As he spoke, he took a wooden stick from the person next to him and approached slowly.
Ron lowered his head, still holding a glimmer of hope in his heart, biting his lips and said softly, "Every uncle in Maple Leaf Town, do you really want to treat me like this?"
"Uncle Battelle, have you forgotten that your daughter once fell into the river and I rescued her?"
"Uncle Jobs, have you forgotten that I often come to help you with your work?"
"..."
Ron's immature childish voice echoed 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 was not good, the young man in blue immediately said loudly, "Don't listen to his nonsense, Master Geralt said, as long as you catch him, give us a hundred gold coins, a hundred gold coins, and, this Ron, he He also practiced evil undead magic!"
Hearing this sentence, the eyes of those people became firm.
"No..." Ron waved his hands desperately, but unfortunately no one was willing to listen to his explanation, and approached step by step.
"Hee hee, Ron, don't waste your time..." The blue-clothed youth sneered and said, "Over the years, you have eaten our clothes, worn our clothes, and we raised you up, so it's time to repay us..."
Ron looked at the familiar faces of these townspeople, but under the influence of money, they became so strange.
"Uncle, don't force me..." Ron bit his lips 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 Homelin couldn't stand it anymore.
"Since this is the case, then I'm not polite..."
Ron's heart became cold, and since these townspeople didn't miss the old friendship at all, there was no need for him to hide it.
Compared with the fighters who use their hands and feet, the professions of the mage series are so elegant. I saw Ron move his hand, and a beam of black air came out from his hand. out.
They held small bone knives in their hands, and stared blankly at the large group of townspeople in front of them with faint green eyes.
The townspeople were petrified.
"He...he is really a necromancer..."
"He will summon skeletons..."
"Very evil magic..."
The townspeople's eyes were full of fear. They didn't want to fight these terrifying monsters, and these people began to flinch again.
"Don't be afraid of them, they are just some useless skeletons..." The young man in blue immediately encouraged the townspeople. He had been to the Roland Empire and knew about necromancers.
Many people are intimidated by the skeleton warriors, but more people have heard of the legend of undead magic and paid no attention to them.
"Kill this Necromancer..."
"This is heresy and must be burned..."
The crowd became angry, not so much because they were angry that Ron was heretic, but because the magic of money made people greedy.
The greedy townspeople raised their sticks and slammed down on the skeleton warrior. The skeleton warrior blocked it, but they didn't dare to fight back without Ron's order.
Soon, a skeleton warrior was knocked down, the skeletons 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.
People became even more crazy. This confirmed from the side that one of the reasons why undead magic is garbage magic is that these skeleton warriors are too weak.
Ron had been restraining himself, but he found that there was no way out.
"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me..." Ron's eyes flashed fiercely, "Skeleton Warrior, fuck me..."
After receiving Ron's order, facing the raining sticks, the skeleton warriors were fearless. They had no emotion in the first place, and they didn't know what to be afraid of. They raised the bone knife in their hands to meet them.
With a slight slash of the bone knife in his hand, a big stick with the thickness of a bowl was chopped into two pieces. The skeleton warrior refused to give up, swiped the bone knife in his hand again, and ruthlessly inserted it into the stomach of a townsman.
There was a sound of "cha-", the bone knife is not long, but it can penetrate the human body. I saw the townsman covering his stomach with an unbelievable expression on his face. He didn't believe what he saw, let alone him. He would die at the hands of a necromancer who looked like a waste.
He was the gangster in Maple Leaf Town, the young man in blue who had just started talking to Ron. He knelt on the ground and muttered to himself, "Impossible... this is not a Necromancer..."
He died, with a look of disbelief on his face, and also with a greed for money.
He was the person Ron hated the most, and he was the one who instigated these people to surround him, so he was the first to attack him.
The young man in blue was just an ordinary gangster, weak as paper in front of the skeleton warrior.
"Killed..." people yelled in panic, while backing away in horror, no one is stupid enough to move forward to die in the face of unknown fears.
Ron commanded the skeleton warriors to injure a few more, but did not kill the killer. At this time, the crowd became agitated, and many people retreated, crying and shouting, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.
In the confusion, Ron saw the fat Aunt Susan, and he noticed that there was no fear on Aunt Susan's face, on the contrary, there was a hint of relief.
"The Naka manor guards are here... The Naka manor guards are here..."
When the scene was chaotic, a voice came from afar.
It turned out that the townspeople tipped off the news and brought the guards from Naka Manor. They were searching for Ron in various villages and towns. When they heard that Ron appeared in Maple Leaf Town, they immediately brought people over.
This is the Naka Manor Guards organization. There are not many people. There are more than ten people in total. Holding the broad-bladed sword, a cold murderous aura permeated the air.
The captain of the guard at Naka Manor saw Ron at a glance, and was overjoyed. It seemed that this great achievement almost belonged to him.
"Get out of the way... everyone get out of the way..."
The guards of the Naka Manor were not polite to those ordinary townspeople. They whipped down the clogged townspeople, making them cry.
The captain of the Naka Manor guards headed off his horse, stepped forward, and said coldly, "Ron, you killed the people in my Naka Manor, you are sensible and obediently put down your weapon now Surrender, just tie your hands, our owner Geralt may spare your life because you are young, otherwise I will not be polite... "
Everyone knew that in Geralt's eyes, Ron had no reason to save his life, but the scene still had to be said.
"Hehe... You have also practiced undead magic? Now it's all right, the Holy See will definitely not let you go..." The captain of the guard saw the skeleton warrior summoned by Ron at this time, and laughed rather than surprised.
Ron was still a fifteen-year-old child. Looking at the heavily armed Naka guards, he felt a little apprehensive, and asked softly, "Grandpa Homelin, what should I do now?"
Ron has a way of communicating with Homelin. Homelin can hear what he says, but outsiders except Ron can't see Homelin because he is a soul body.
"Ron, don't be afraid, they are just apprentice-level swordsmen. Although you have just practiced undead magic, you are also the strength of a junior apprentice necromancer, so you don't have to be afraid of them at all..."
"But...but, many of them...have weapons..." Ron's voice was trembling. Facing more than a dozen heavily armed men, it would be a lie to say that they were not afraid, and those people had already surrounded him. And drew out the long sword at his waist, with a cold light shining on the sword.
Seeing that Ron was still scared to death, Homelin shook his head and smiled wryly. He was frightened by those shiny armors and shining long swords, but he didn't know that these were just superficial things. You must know that Ron now has the strength of a junior necromancer trainee , There is no need to be afraid of them at all, even if you can't fight them, you can still escape.
Hey, this kid still has too little combat experience. Homelin sighed. No wonder, how can a fifteen-year-old kid from a poor family experience a decent fight? Can't go on like this...
The road of a strong man cannot be smooth sailing, and fighting is the most precious growth experience, otherwise, like flowers and plants cultivated in a greenhouse, it is impossible to thrive.
What Ron lacked the most was combat experience. Just like now, he didn't even know the opponent's strength, and his legs were so frightened by the opponent's so-called "mighty" appearance that his legs went limp.