Regarding the origin of the Holy Roman Empire, according to the historical records of the Noah Continent, the Holy Roman Empire in the west and the Roland Empire in the east originally belonged to one country, which was called the Roman Empire, and is now called the Ancient Roman Empire in textbooks.
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. Among them, the Roland Empire was the most powerful, and the New Roman Empire, also called the Holy Roman Empire, was controlled by the Holy See. .
The current emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, Charles XXVII, was originally the most inconspicuous prince in the Charles royal family. He was canonized by the Holy See and became the new emperor. In the politics of the Holy Roman Empire, the Holy See is absolutely A force that cannot be ignored can even influence the change of the royal family.
Saint Paul, the capital of the Holy Roman Empire.
Paul is the name of the founding emperor of the ancient Roman Empire. At that time, the imperial capital was also named after him. Later, after the establishment of the Holy Roman Empire, the Holy See could not abolish it, so it could only be added before the name of the imperial capital. The first word "Holy" has been used to this day.
As the imperial capital, Sao Paulo is naturally very prosperous. The streets are crowded with bustling crowds, people from all countries and cities.
Mercenaries, merchants, handicraftsmen, farmers and even prostitutes, all the occupations you can see will appear in the city of Sao Paulo. In the shops of every street, there are densely populated people of all colors, and even other races can be seen.
It took Ron nearly half a year to leave the dark forest and come to St. Paul City. Here, his eyes widened, like a countryman entering the city, looking east and west, dazzled.
Every time he walked into a store, there were so many materials that he couldn't read them all in a day. Most of the materials were unknown to Ron, but fortunately, there was an expert, Homelin, here, and Ron learned a lot.
San Chialo is also considered a big city, but compared to Sao Paulo, it is still inferior.
"Wow, there are so many fun things here..." Ron ran to an open-air stall and said excitedly.
All kinds of handicrafts are sold here, each of which is very delicate and beautiful, and the statues of holy angels are the most, large and small, and the carvings are lifelike.
Looking at Ron, the stall owner couldn't help but frown. After six months of long-distance travel, Ron's current attire is similar to that of a beggar. Coupled with his slightly childish face, he is naturally the least attractive among the stall owners. The kind of people I like.
"Go, go, go... You can't afford these things, while you go..." The stall owner waved his hand in disgust.
"Hmph...what's the big deal!" Being chased away, Ron could only wipe his nose, and then walked away resentfully. He looked at the price, and the statues of angels cost at least one gold coin. It's not like Ron couldn't afford it. , but this thing is really useless other than looking good.
It's not surprising to see the prosperous Homelin in St. Paul. When I was in the continent of Omros, the Undercity was much more prosperous than here.
At this time, he couldn't help asking, "Ron, are you really determined to find that guy Jordin unlucky?"
Ron nodded calmly, with resentment in his eyes, "Yes, my grandpa has always been aloof from others. When others give him money, he will kowtow to thank him. If he doesn't give it, he will laugh. It's those guys who provoked him. , if Kitley is the murderer who directly killed my grandfather, then Jordyn and the others are the indirect murderers... "
Ron said firmly, "I will never let him go!"
Homelin sighed, "Revenge is not a problem. The problem is that this is the imperial capital of the Holy Roman Empire. Needless to say, there must be a lot of strong people. With your current strength, I'm afraid..."
Homelin didn't go on. He didn't quite approve of Ron's adventure in his heart. He could take revenge anytime, provided he had the strength.
According to Homelin's thinking, under his guidance, Ron can at least break through to the master level, that is, the realm of the great magister of the undead. With such strength, revenge is not a problem at all, and he can even retreat without being hurt.
But Ron didn't want to wait any longer. In the past six months, he made another breakthrough. Now he has the strength of an intermediate necromancer, and he has also learned some more powerful undead magic. He is now full of confidence, but according to Homelin's Thinking about it, such strength is insignificant in the imperial capital of Sao Paulo.
The most dangerous thing is that undead magic practitioners are strictly prohibited in the Holy Roman Empire. As long as Ron makes a move, the Holy See will know and hunt down him. But if he doesn't use undead magic, he will be no different from ordinary people .
"I know, Grandpa Homelin!" Ron said, "I won't do anything reckless!"
"I will find a way to assassinate him secretly. Once I succeed, I will run away immediately, and there will be no trouble!"
Homelin had to agree.
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"Excuse me, how do the Salter family get there?" In a small alley not far away, Ron waved his hand, called a "way" and asked him three gold coins.
When "Lu Zi" saw the gold coin, his eyes became straight, and he took it in a hurry, his face was full of joy, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "So it's the famous Salter family, not far away, the mercenary My lord, this way please..."
"No, just tell me how to get there!" Ron refused.
"Turn left just ahead, and you will be there after turning a corner. There is a famous aristocratic residential area in Sao Paulo, and many nobles live in it!" The "Lu Zi" nodded and bowed and said, as humble as his attitude was, to him Said, asking the way to get three gold coins, it is too profitable, it is best to do such a good thing once a day.
Ron nodded and drifted away.
"Luzi" is right, this place is indeed an aristocratic area. On the wide and quiet streets, there are layers of castle-like courtyards lined up with each other. Every place is guarded by soldiers in full armor, living with the common people. Separated from other places, the people who live here are all people with status and status.
It is not easy to create such an aristocratic area in a place where every inch of land is precious in the imperial capital of Sao Paulo, and it is even more difficult to live in it. It is not just about being rich.
Standing in front of the gate of the Salter family, Ron felt worried. It would definitely be impossible to go in with great fanfare. Not to mention that there are so many strong people in the Salter family, even if it is a hundred apprentices, he can handle it. But come here.
"Hey! Come here!" While Ron was thinking hard, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
Ron looked up and saw a woman in a maid outfit, who couldn't tell if she was an aunt or a girl, and waved at him, "Hey, it's you! Come here!"
"Call me?" Ron walked over suspiciously, only to hear the woman say, "You! You! You! And you! Bring these big boxes in for me..."
As she spoke, she ordered a few civilian-looking people. It seemed that these people were her hired workers, and she regarded Ron as a hired worker as well.
The few people she picked started to work quickly. They stretched out their hands to hold the big box and were about to move it to the carriage.
"What are you still doing? Help me with the work, don't worry, I won't cut your wages!" The woman who looked like a maid said viciously, with her hands on her hips, feeling that Ron would just start cursing if he didn't help.
Ron's heart moved, "Isn't this a way to enter the Salter family?" With a smile on his face, he ran over quickly and reached out to pick up the box.
There was something in the box, and it was so heavy that it took at least six hired workers to move it. The maid didn't expect the weight of the box, so she only hired five. There was not enough manpower, so she had to call Ron who was staying in the distance. .
While carrying the suitcase, Ron carefully looked at these hired workers. In addition to the four big and three thick men, there was also a small and thin figure who looked extremely thin. I don't know why the woman would put such a People are called to do this kind of rough work.
Looking at Ron's eyes, the thin hired worker slightly pressed the worn felt on his head, and lowered his head at the same time.
The six people carried heavy heavy boxes and walked through the small side door, which was for the servants of the family to enter and exit. Family members and distinguished guests would not go through this kind of door.
"Just put it here!" Walking through the maze-like winding stairs to a room door, the maid pointed to one of them and said.
"There are still three boxes on the carriage, go and move them for me!" The maid stared at them like a thief, as if she was afraid that they would steal something, and as soon as she put the boxes down, she kicked them out to move things. .
Ron felt that each of these boxes was heavier than the other. Although his body had become taller and stronger after living in the forest for more than a year, he still felt tired doing these rough jobs.
After moving the last box, the maid was very cheerful, and paid thirty silver coins per person, which was a rare reward for hired workers like them. Those hired workers took the money and thanked her leave.
Ron followed the hired workers, and while they were not paying attention, he dodged and hid in the dark.
"Where is Jordin'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 buildings like castles. Luxurious and beautiful garden pools are dotted between buildings and buildings, making people feel in a maze.
At this moment, a servant walked by Ron's side. He was shocked and hid behind a stone pillar.
"It's so dangerous, I was almost discovered!" Ron patted his chest. It was too dangerous just now. He had already exposed half of his body. Fortunately, the kid was absent-minded, otherwise he would be discovered.
Wait, why not grab someone and ask? At this time, Ron's heart moved.
"You... what do you want to do?"
Ron quickly caught a target and forced him to a dark place with a bone spur. The poor guy was already shaking with frightened legs, and asked in a trembling voice.
"Stop talking nonsense! Tell me where is your master Jordyn's room?" Ron asked viciously, pressing the bone spur in his hand against the guy's soft abdomen. As long as he shook his head, the sharp bone spur could cut him open.
It was something that could pierce even the hard skin of a strange beast.