Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

Bill was attracted by David's words. He asked seriously, "What happened? Why was the Rhine Mine breached?"

"The demons are the damned demons!"

David had a look of fear on his face: "They sneaked into the mine and killed everyone. Everyone died, and Lord Steven died together with the strongest demon.

He died a tragic death, and his body was not even intact. The square was filled with the bodies of the defenders, who had given their lives to protect the mine.

Bill looked thoughtful when he heard this. He connected the demons and the eldest princess together. After all, the knights arrived just after the demons slaughtered the eldest princess. It was too much of a coincidence to say it was just a coincidence.

There must be something involved.

"Sir, the eldest lady's carriage has arrived. Just ring the bell next to the carriage." David said, pointing to a small bell outside Hardy's carriage.

Because there is a soundproofing array inside the carriage, people outside can usually only contact people inside the carriage in this way.

"Okay, I see."

Bill didn't think much about it. He walked forward a few steps, reached out his hand and shook the bell.

"jingle!"

When the bell rang, Bill felt a sense of crisis.

"Oh!"

The instantaneous explosion engulfed Bill's figure.

David, who had hidden far away earlier, suddenly shouted at the top of his voice: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rest of the guards rushed out and surrounded Hardy's carriage. Ron and Penny jumped off the carriage one after another and stood behind the crowd. Raphael, who had changed into a normal dress, hid in the carriage, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Hardy in the carriage was seriously injured and passed out, while Bill had a gloomy face and a faint glow was emanating from his body, which was a unique skill of a knight.

As the former vice-captain of the Royal Knights, his strength can only be described as average.

If it weren't for the support of Duke Laust, he might not be able to become a sixth-level strongman in his lifetime, but the price was to sign a master-servant contract.

At this moment he realized that he had been tricked and this was clearly a frame-up.

Who wants to harm me?

Could it be the eldest lady?

The image of Penny flashed through his mind. In his opinion, she was the only one who had the motive to harm him.

"What happened to David?"

Penny behind the crowd asked David loudly, with a hint of anxiety on her face, as if she was worried about Hardy's safety.

David cried, “To answer the eldest lady’s question, the man who claimed to be the Duke’s subordinate found me and said he wanted to find you and Master Hardy to understand the situation, so I brought him here.

But he never expected that he would attack when the bell rang. If his subordinates had not dodged quickly, they might have been killed. He was not a subordinate of the Duke at all. He was clearly a killer with ulterior motives!

It's all my fault for not doing my job well. It's all because of my poor judgment of people that the Second Young Master got hurt. I hope the Young Lady will punish me."

Bill: “…”

If he wasn't good at endurance, he might really get angry and kill someone, and by then he would be covered in mud and his crotch would be as bad as shit.

He snorted coldly and looked at Penny: "The eldest lady should have seen me, right?"

Penny's eyes were cold: "You look familiar, but that's not the reason for you to attack Hardy. Tell me who is behind you and who asked you to do this?

Based on your answer, I will consider whether to leave your body intact. You should know what the consequences will be if you offend Duke Laust.

Believe me, if you don't want to be tortured for 24 hours, tell me your origin and purpose. "

"Oh, I think the real criminal is you, Miss?"

Bill glanced at the barely breathing Hardy and said, "After all, the person that the Duke really cares about is Hardy from the beginning to the end. Only when he dies can you gain greater benefits, right?

I can see that you are clearly planning to use me to kill Hardy, but you have miscalculated one thing, that is, with your strength, you are not qualified to plot against me.

All calculations are based on strength. Does the young lady have anything to say about this? "

"Clap clap clap!"

Penny clapped her hands and said, "That's an understandable sophistry, but if I really want to take action against Hardy, I have countless ways to kill him along the way.

Moreover, he chose to stay in the convoy on his own initiative, and I couldn't drive him away before we set off. Everyone knew this.

If you want to sow discord, you may be disappointed. If you intend to resist, you should prepare to die."

After saying that, she snapped her fingers, and the guards around her slowly moved towards Bill.

Ron had made full preparations for this process, and his mental strength of 550 was enough to deal with the current situation.

"Ignorance, the power of the sixth level is beyond your imagination."

Bill drew the knight's sword from his waist. He realized that no matter how much he said, it would be useless. Only by tying up Penny and sending her back to the Duke's Mansion could he cleanse himself of his filth.

David added just in time: "Arrogant, if you really were at level six you wouldn't do this kind of sneaky assassination. You said you were level six, and I said I was level seven, do you believe it?"

"court death!"

Bill's eyes fixed and he swung the sword towards David.

"Ding!"

The next second, the sound of swords clashing was heard.

His attack was blocked by the only fifth-level warrior in the escort team. After blocking the attack, the warrior complained, "You look fast, but your strength is not very strong, and your body coordination is average. It's confirmed that you are just a small scum who has just reached the fifth level. I can kill you by myself."

"what did you do to me?!"

There was a look of astonishment in Bill's eyes. Just now his body suddenly became out of control, his limbs became uncoordinated and even his strength was much weaker.

Although it was only a moment, it had a huge impact on his movements.

He hadn't experienced a life-and-death battle for many years. The first time he encountered such a strange thing, he felt the threat of death.

The guard obviously misunderstood Bill's question. He said proudly, "You don't need to see my movements clearly. The difference between you and me is like the difference between heaven and earth."

Bill: “…”

He swung his sword at the guard in front of him again in a rage, but this time he slipped and ended up barely fighting against the fifth-level guard.

Ron gave his own assessment: "This guy is so weak."

Bill was far less powerful than Steven, who not only killed more than a thousand thieves, but was also able to completely overpower Rafael.

On the other hand, after being affected, Bill could only tie with an ordinary fifth-level one. It was not an exaggeration to say that the gap was three times.

It looks like Rafael doesn't need to take action.

"Let the others come together, and remember to burn and bury him when you are done."

Ron stretched lazily and whispered an order to Penny. He still had to deal with Raphael's problem tonight. He was very curious about what was so special about the Thousand Faces Demon Clan.

"it is good."

Penny responded and turned to give orders to others, and also arranged for David to treat Hardy.

A disabled Hardy is far more useful than a dead Hardy. Ron said that he would send both of them to hell when the time is right.

Seeing that Bill was in an irreconcilable disadvantage, Ron returned to the carriage while maintaining his mental output. He opened the curtains and paid attention to the situation, while not forgetting to glance at Rafael out of the corner of his eye.

The blush on her face had not completely faded, and the pair of blue eyes that looked at him were filled with both anticipation and fear.

Ron patted his thigh and motioned for her to sit over. Raphael hesitated for a moment, put the dagger on the table, and sat on his lap.

She knew that the battle outside no longer needed her, but her battle had just begun.

Chapter 73 You are the Challenger

Raphael tried to ask: "Um...can you be a little gentler?"

Ron asked knowingly, "What do you mean by gentleness?"

"Just don't increase the sensitivity of my body. Other than that, you can do whatever you want."

Feeling Ron's warmth, hope rekindled in Raphael's heart.

"How about this, let's make a bet. If you win, I won't use my ability on you. If you lose, I'll triple your sensitivity. What do you think?"

Ron grabbed the girl's slender tail, and the smooth touch was so pleasant.

Rafael asked eagerly, "What do you want to bet on?"

This was her only chance. Unable to refuse Ron, she could only rely on this opportunity to escape punishment.

Ron pointed at the battlefield outside the window and said, "Let's bet on how long he can last, five minutes or ten minutes. Whoever guesses correctly wins."

"I bet ten minutes!"

Raphael raised his hand and answered immediately.

It is true that Bill was in great danger after being beaten up, but he had solid basic skills and was able to dodge fatal attacks every time. According to this rhythm, he could hold on for at least ten minutes.

"Then I'll bet for five minutes. Now the bet is established, let's wait and see." Ron secretly increased his mental power output.

He gently kneaded Raphael's little tail, causing the latter to make strange whimpering sounds.

In less than half a minute, Bill let out a scream. There was a big hole in his arm and blood was gushing out uncontrollably.

In the third minute, there was a bloody hole on his stomach, which was the result of a sneak attack.

In the fourth minute, Bill went completely berserk and fell into madness. He attacked violently and killed five guards.

In the fifth minute, Bill died.

The noise gradually died down, some people were busy treating Hadi, while others were cleaning up the battlefield.

Penny sat on a big rock not far away, admiring the moon and enjoying the breeze. She didn't want to be a light bulb between Ron and Raphael.

"you lose."

Ron in the carriage announced the result.

Rafael, who was sitting on his lap, said with a bitter face: "You are clearly cheating, it doesn't count."

As a sixth-level strongman, she could naturally feel the changes in Bill. Since the bet, Bill had almost been fighting with herself, like a patient who was fighting with another personality for control of his body.

"We didn't set any preconditions, so I didn't violate any rules, right?"

Ron released Raphael's tail, allowing her to sit astride his lap.

Rafael pretended to be about to cry: "If you say so, then so be it. I am just a poor creature who can only sit in the corner and cry. If you dislike me, just throw me away. I will pick up garbage to eat by myself."

"Okay, okay, let's just keep the accounts for tonight." Ron tapped her forehead.

The Thousand-Faced Demon Clan is a race that is good at performing, but Raphael's performance is not annoying at all and has a kind of pure green tea beauty.

"Really!"

Raphael's eyes flashed, and she immediately hugged Ron's neck and wanted to start her reproduction plan.

She was wearing a long skirt at the moment, which made it very convenient for her to do anything.

Ron smiled and shrugged, "What good would it do for me to lie to you?"

"Good master, how about we make a bet?" Raphael smiled.

He asked, "What do you want to bet on?"

Rafael licked his lips and smiled charmingly: "Bet you can hold on for a few minutes. I bet you can't hold on for five minutes. How about it? Do you dare to bet?"

"Five minutes? What do you think I am? An hour is no problem for me. Five minutes is an insult to me. Besides, you are just a novice. There is no possibility for me to lose."

Ron felt like he was being provoked. Even when facing the very endurance-loving Penny, he never gave up. How could a mere Raphael dare to challenge him?

"No, I told you not to treat me like an ordinary person. I can control every muscle in my body. Can other women do that?"

Raphael's face was filled with pride.

Although she had no experience at all, similar techniques were described in the little knowledge passed down by her ancestors. For a race like the Thousand-Faced Demon Clan that is composed entirely of women, how to enhance their own charm is also an important compulsory course.

Now she can turn theory into practice. She has already endured the high sensitivity just now. Will it be difficult for her to adapt to it later?

Five minutes is enough to kill Ron.

"Since you are so confident, then give it a try."

Ron did not mention the relevant bets. In his opinion, victory or defeat was the most important thing at this moment.

If you win, you consolidate your own dignity; if you lose, you lose face. This is actually a battle for face.