Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

"Don't stop, please continue~"

Penny's eyes were seductive, and she pouted her lips actively as if to give Ron a better feel.

This guy actually enjoys it.

Ron sighed and looked at Rafael: "Never mind this idiot, let's get back to the point and tell me why you came to the Norman Kingdom."

“Oh, I came in through the general of the Norman Kingdom. I mixed in with a demon team and he didn’t know I existed.

He seems to have some deal with the little devil. Our common target is the Saint of the Holy See of Light. My mission is to find her location and pass the information back. The subsequent assassination will be carried out by others. "

Raphael looked at the white flower in Ron's hand eagerly, and she found that the latter had stopped slapping it. He put his fingers into a hidden corner.

"By the way, this is the rune compass we use to transmit information. It can only be used three times, and there are currently two left."

Rafael sat next to Ron and took out a palm-sized compass.

Ron paused. "It's actually related to the great general of the Norman Kingdom. It seems Chris is hiding a lot from me."

Because of his actions, Penny let out a lovely moan, and her purple eyes were filled with tears.

"Well...she seems to be very comfortable. How about letting me play with her too? I have never tried it before. Good daddy, is that okay?"

Raphael pulled Ron's other hand with her tail, and she was trying to lead it to her waist. In order to facilitate Ron's movement, she even untied her belt in advance.

She thought to herself: "Sure enough, skirts are more convenient. I should have changed into skirts earlier."

Ron helplessly placed his other hand on Rafael's waist: "I'm curious about how you got here before. I always feel that you are a natural apostle of desire."

Raphael snorted proudly, "It's very simple. I used to have a bright future. I could have fun and play with life. At that time, I naturally didn't think about my own responsibilities and the reproduction of my race.

But now I can't help it, I can't leave you. The most urgent thing now is to reproduce the race. Dad, you may not know that the breeding cycle of the Thousand Faces Demon Clan is generally three years. In order to expand the scale of the race, I need to give birth to at least ten babies, which means that you have a heavy task, very, very heavy.

If the Thousand-Faced Demon Clan becomes extinct, you will definitely be the first sinner, dear father, please give our daughter a home."

Ron lowered his finger and said, "From what you said, I'm destined to be a hard worker all my life."

"Don't just think about giving, think about getting as well."

She smiled tenderly and lowered her voice a little, "I'll tell you a secret, the Thousand Faces Demon Clan can not only change their appearance and body shape, but can also change their body structure to a certain extent, such as some special changes.

As long as it is what you want, theoretically I can do it, whether it is a winding mountain road or a straight road to heaven, I can do it, which means that if you have me, you have everything. Taste one thing a day, and there will be new things every day for 360 days.

Although my experience is far less than Penny's, I can learn. My ancestors have passed down many books with corresponding descriptions. As long as you give me some time, I can definitely surpass Penny and let you experience the supreme pleasure.

This way, you will be happy and I will be happy too, so why not do it? "

Although she lowered her voice, Penny still heard her words at such a close distance.

"But I can do it, too."

Penny refused to give in, tensed her body and bit Ron's finger tightly, her saliva flowing down his finger to his wrist.

"Stop it." Ron poked Petunia in the vitals and suppressed her.

After doing all this, he looked at Raphael and said, "Tell me honestly, is the real name of your ancestor Succubus?"

"No, please don't lump us in with those shameless creatures."

Raphael rolled his eyes at Ron in displeasure and said, "A creature like a succubus can call anyone who stutters it daddy. It's a well-known spineless creature and anyone can play with it.

But we, the Thousand Faces Demon Clan, are different. We have our bottom line, our pursuits, our sense of shame, and our manners. We will only follow one person for our entire life. We are a precious and cherished race. It is your blessing to meet me, your father~"

Penny: “…”

She wanted to scold this shameless demon harshly, but Ron's fingers blocked her mouth, leaving her speechless and only able to babbling.

As if to warn herself how deep he was going in, Penny felt like her heart was about to be pierced.

The girl's beautiful eyes were full of peach blossoms: "I like Ron so much, even his fingers are this long."

On the other side, Ron used similar tactics on Rafael in order to silence her, but to his surprise, the latter did not lie.

As soon as we entered the door, she lined up to welcome us, and her enthusiasm was no less than that of Penny.

Raphael glanced at Penny's buttocks and said, "Daddy, you can treat me like you treated her. You can be more rough, but be careful not to break me. For the first time, I want to eat your body."

Ron was intrigued by her: "I heard that you have strong self-healing abilities?"

When their eyes met, she understood what Ron meant, so she licked her lips coquettishly and said, "Of course I can recover, but this time I wanted a sense of ceremony. From now on, you can do whatever you want, I will listen to you. Even if you use your fists, I...I will endure it."

Penny was numb. She felt like she was no match for this monster.

Penny, Penny, use your little brain and imagine what advantages you have.

She was sucking Ron's fingers with all her strength while she thought about her life situation.

If you compare yourself to others, you will die; if you compare yourself to others, you will die; if you cannot create your own track, then what awaits you will be forgotten and marginalized.

She has no advantage in terms of figure, she has a negative buff in terms of background, and there is nothing special about her personality attributes.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt she was useless. Was there nothing else she could do except sticking her butt up?

Penny began to doubt her life.

She thought that her only advantage might be that her fertility cycle was shorter. Raphael needed three years, while she only needed ten months.

Since she can't win on her own, she has to rely on the next generation. This is the only area where she has an advantage.

In order to achieve her goal as soon as possible, she could only ask Ron for help day and night.

On the other hand, the door to a new world was opened for Raphael. Feeling tenderness for the first time, she looked at Ron with eyes as bright as water, and her flexible and smooth little tail drew a heart in the air.

It turns out that this kind of thing is really comfortable, and the records in the family information are not false.

She was quick-witted and suddenly thought of something, so she quickly asked Ron, "Dad, do you want something to drink?"

Ron instinctively looked at Rafael's lower abdomen, thinking that the latter was playing a big trick.

But who would have thought that she would use her full breasts to squeeze Ron's arm and said with a smile: "It's not that, it's this, it's my racial talent."

Penny: “???”

She felt like she had already lost before she even had the chance to become a mother.

I'll beat you up!

I won't play anymore!

Chapter 70: You become the Saint

If a man who knows the times is a hero, then Raphael is a hero among heroes.

She recognizes the reality and will try every possible means to achieve her goals, and no one else's opinions can stop her in the process.

It was as if Penny's anger had reached its peak at this moment. Seeing that she was about to rush up and fight Rafael to the death, Ron quickly comforted her:

"Don't go, you can't beat her. The Thousand-Faced Demon's fighting power is certainly not strong, but if she is placed at the fifth level, she is still invincible. You who haven't reached the fifth level yet can't beat her."

"How can she be a demon? She is clearly my nemesis. She is the devil sent by hell to punish me." Penny muttered, looking a little aggrieved.

Rafael clapped his hands and said with sudden realization: "Maybe this is the legendary love rival relationship. I understand your pain. The losers in the books are all like you. I am too familiar with them. I tell you that the reason why losers are losers is because they are born losers."

Penny: “…”

She didn't want to talk anymore, she just wanted to kill the demon.

"Speaking of which, Rafael, how much do you know about the Holy See of Light?"

Ron shook his head and changed the subject. He did not try to be a peacemaker between the two women.

The competition between the two is a good thing for him, at least he can enjoy more tenderness.

“I have a certain understanding of the Holy See of Light. It is powerful and has complicated factions within it. The Pope at the top even has the strength of the ninth level.

But these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that they can communicate with the so-called gods to strengthen themselves. I doubt this because gods have disappeared for tens of thousands of years. Can their power to strengthen themselves by sacrificing souls really be regarded as a gift from the gods?

Rather than saying that they eliminated the world's cancer and brought light to the world, it is better to say that they are a group of villains with a high-sounding appearance. When it comes to killing, no one is more skilled than them.

For me, the Holy See of Light is the enemy of all enemies, and I wish it would be destroyed immediately."

There was a deep look of disgust in Raphael's eyes.

In her eyes, the existence of the Holy See of Light is equivalent to a group of demons who kill indiscriminately. Even though they belong to the human camp, the human blood on their hands is dozens of times more than that of the demons. The number of people who died in racial wars is not as many as the number of people sacrificed by the Holy See of Light over the years.

The entire Church of Light consumes millions of souls every year. If the number does not meet the target, they will find ways to create disputes and promote war. Harvesting souls from the battlefield is a common method used by the Church of Light.

Why does she know so clearly?

Of course, it’s because her ancestors were once partners of the Holy See of Light, and no one is better at causing trouble than the Thousand-Faced Demon Clan.

It’s a pity that the Holy See of Light is a group of villains. Not only did they fail to fulfill their agreed promises, they also sold out her ancestors, causing the Thousand-Faced Demon Clan to almost become extinct.

People only know that the Thousand-Faced Demon Clan likes to seek death, but they don’t know that the mastermind behind it is the Holy See of Light.

Similar secrets are recorded in the genealogy of the Thousand-Faced Demon Clan. In addition to reproducing the race, Raphael's other mission is to take revenge on the Holy See of Light.

It’s just that the Holy See of Light is too powerful, and the Thousand-Faced Demons who are unable to reach the ninth level will never see the possibility of revenge in their entire lives.

Even the Thousand-Faced Demon Clan at their peak had never accomplished something like defeating the Holy See of Light, so Raphael, who was alone, had never even thought about it before. Even if it was a daydream, there had to be some basis for it.

revenge?

Pure wishful thinking.

If, if the offspring born from the union between him and Ron could break through the ninth level, then his ability to bewitch people plus his changing appearance would make him truly invincible.

Thinking of this, she hugged Ron's arm and squeezed him, saying, "Don't think about the Holy See of Light. Let's hurry up and have a baby."

Ron smiled and said, "If I give you a chance to take revenge on the Holy See, would you take it?"

Rafael said seriously, "You are teasing me, right?"

"No, you just said that your mission target is the Holy Lady of Light, and my target is also the Holy Lady of Light. We have the same goal." Ron withdrew his hand and wiped it on Penny's skirt.

Rafael: “Can you tell me more about this?”

Ron pointed at Rafael with his sparkling finger and said, "You go and become the saint."

Rafael: “Huh?”

......

Ten minutes later, Ron left the room with Petunia and Raphael.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Hardy squatting against the wall with a look of despair on his face, while the cook David quietly mixed into the guard team.

Ron, who was in a good mood, walked up to Hardy, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hadi, what's wrong with you? Did you encounter something sad? Why don't you tell me and let me... feel sad for a while."

"Ba Ba, do you think my sister would still want me if I got dirty?"

Hadi looked up, and his eyes lost their luster.

Ron raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Your sister seems to have mysophobia. She doesn't like those dirty things. Why are you asking this?"

"Crack!"

Hardy felt the taut string in his heart suddenly break.

"No, nothing, I just didn't sleep well. Have you dealt with everything here? How long will we stay?"

Hardy leaned against the wall and buried his head. Under the double blow of physical pain and heartache, he just wanted to go home as soon as possible to escape from David's clutches.

"Thanks to your sister's proper handling, all the problems have been solved. The only problem is that the price is a little bit higher."

Ron held up his finger and made a little gesture.

"It doesn't matter if the loss is big, I just want to go home early..."

That being said, when Hardy looked at the broken limbs and arms piled up in the underground square, he vomited for more than ten minutes and finally fainted.

And Ron took this opportunity to make some special arrangements.

......

Six hours later, a group of people wearing knight light armor escorted Chris and Cynthia into the underground square.

"Did he do all this?"

Cynthia looked at the bloody face in front of her and turned pale. If her spirit had not been strong enough, she might have fainted.

"It's simply unbelievable. This is a place heavily guarded by Duke Laust. How did he break in? Is the magic circle in the mine just for show?"

Chris, who saw further, shook her head. "I don't understand it at all. Even I can't guarantee that we can capture the Rhine Mine in a short time, even with the help of the seventh-level. Why does he need my help when he is so strong? Looking at this hellish drawing, he doesn't need me at all.