I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 198 The Temple's Succession Ceremony

[Holy Light - Heroic Spirit Summoning (Master 706/3000) Notes.]

After investing all remaining 576 proficiency points into "Heroic Spirit Summoning," Ron closed his eyes and carefully sensed it.

Perhaps because this magic wasn't a direct attack type, he didn't notice many changes in a short period of time.
It's just that I sensed that the number of summonable heroic spirits seemed to be greater, and their range of power was wider.

"Ready? Let's go."

With time running out and the task at hand, and seeing that Catherine had already tied the nun into a very shameful position, Ron also abandoned his thoughts of experimenting with magic.

No matter how exaggerated the enhancement of "Holy Light - Heroic Spirit Summoning" is, it will never be as shocking as pressing the red button.

"and many more!"

Just as Catherine was about to leave, she suddenly saw Ron taking three steps at a time.

He was the first to approach Silas's corpse and swiftly removed a gemstone ring.

He then did the same thing again, touching Lawson Upton's body all over.

After a long while, Ron got up and left with a disappointed look on his face.

Two grown men, going out without a single penny. What happened to the saying "murderers and arsonists wear golden belts"?
He silently complained to himself, but when he felt the ring in his hand, a look of joy still appeared on his face.

After so many years of time travel, Ron finally saw this essential item for home, travel, murder, and arson—the spatial ring.

Silas's ring space is roughly the size of a room.

In one corner, dozens of magic scrolls were piled up.

The remaining space was piled with miscellaneous bills, three bottles of mana-restoring potions, ten bottles of energy-restoring potions, and twenty bottles of "Unbreakable Golden Spear" produced by the Good Luck Alchemy Factory.

How insecure is this guy?
Why is there not a single penny? What, is Silas also afraid of being poor and hiding all the money?
The boy let out a slight sigh of relief. Ron could understand this situation; after all, who would bring all their belongings when they went out to fight?
"You like this?"

"I can give you the whole set after the coronation ceremony."

Seeing Ron fiddling around there by himself for a long time, taking things out of the ring and putting them back in, then taking them out again, he noticed...

Catherine smiled knowingly, and meeting the boy's surprised gaze, stated in a way that was neither boastful nor exaggerated:

"It's just a spatial ring. Do you want to come home with me after the coronation ceremony?"

"Don't worry, my spatial ring is huge!"

You'd better refer to the space ring.
Ron's lips twitched, and he didn't dare to reply. He put the reward he received for exercising justice into his pocket and took the lead towards the path behind the mountain.

Although the cult stronghold, destroyed by Olivia's meteor shower, was completely unrecognizable and its roads were buried under piles of boulders,

But the two were no ordinary people; they escaped the canyon in just half an hour and returned to the new fortress from the banks of the Cahill River.

Of course, during this time, Ron and Catherine encountered the knights who had come to pursue them, as well as Maximus, who led an army to hunt down the assassin.

After telling the deputy commander everything that had happened and asking him to send men to investigate the ambush site, Ron breathed a long sigh of relief and slumped into the leather seat in the carriage.

Only then did his tense nerves completely relax, and he felt an endless fatigue surging from within his body.

In his hazy state, he seemed to hear Her Majesty the Queen talking to the knights, a series of shouts of battle that weren't too loud, and the soft clatter of Catherine changing her armor.

"Ron, it's time to get up. I need your help."

Finally, the blond boy, who was sleeping soundly, subconsciously wiped away his drool and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Huh? Did you get paid?" he asked instinctively, then caught a glimpse of the fleeting orange tail outside the car window.

"What? You got paid?"

Catherine raised an eyebrow slightly, asking in a puzzled tone.

"No, it's nothing, just a dream."

The dazed boy rubbed his eyes and quickly woke up, distinguishing between reality and dream.

Just now, Ron had a wonderful dream in which he captured the white-robed archbishop of the Vatican and was invited to the president's home as a guest, where he was also given a "reward".

But for some reason, in the latter half of the dream, the golden lion in the president's hand suddenly turned into a shoe heel.
Then Elena, the woman working for Ron, suddenly appeared, carrying a gift box that looked strangely familiar to Ron.
Even worse, the president's house suddenly lost power, and Catherine appeared out of nowhere in the darkness.
What a terrible dream!

After briefly summarizing the situation and shifting his focus back to reality, Ron turned his head and asked:

"Miss Catherine, there shouldn't be any danger now, right?"

"Yes, I have eliminated the danger, and most of the traitors among the knights have been identified."

Her Majesty the Queen nodded slightly, but then changed the subject:

"This is the final step. I need you to be ready at any time. Although it's unlikely that anything will go wrong during my inheritance of the temple, there's always a chance of something unexpected happening."

Catherine dared not gamble on her luck; if something went wrong, she believed that Ron was capable of saving her.

This is one of the main reasons why we wanted Ron to come over.

After all, it's not like they'd take this guy just to flirt with a virgin, is it?
"Okay, I'll do my best."

Ron nodded slightly, his small face serious.

The new fortress was brightly lit, as if it were daytime, and a group of heavily armored knights and officers stood in formation on either side of the main hall.
The 38,766 registered knights lined up in formation, guarding the new king as he entered the gates of the "temple".

In such a solemn atmosphere, even Ron couldn't help but become serious.

Fortunately, the journey went smoothly without any further incidents.

Accompanied by the deep sound of horns, when Catherine reached the ten towering pillars, the entire new fortress suddenly trembled.

The dark city walls crumbled in an instant, revealing the white, jade-like walls that gleamed with a warm luster.

Pure white specks of light drifted towards the sky, reflecting off the armored knights. In the distance, Ron vaguely saw that these knights seemed to have turned into ancient statues.

What's even more amazing is that the entire new fortress seems to have changed in scale. Whether it's the main streets and alleys or the unique buildings, they all exude an ancient yet glorious aura.

"The final step of inheritance is entering the temple, the true temple."

"For the 'Temple' to descend, it must rely on the golden bloodline and the existing medium."

Seeing Ron staring wide-eyed at his surroundings, Catherine quietly explained.

As soon as she finished speaking, the deep night sky suddenly split open, revealing golden clouds and pure white light.

These strange phenomena expanded wildly outwards from the new capital fortress, only stopping when they surrounded an area of ​​over a hundred kilometers in radius.

"Come on, let's go in."

Looking at the magnificent "temple" that had been transformed and now resembled the dwelling place of giants, Catherine extended an invitation to Ron.

(End of this chapter)