As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

"what happened?"

Noticing Lidya's gaze, Charlene asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, I just want to discuss with you, what could it be that the master wants us to come over tonight?" Lydia muttered softly.

"What else could it be? How did the master live before?"

"The person accompanying me is either Miss Irelia, Sister Cecilia, Miss Serafina, or even the eldest princess of the kingdom... But in the past month or so, the master has not touched him. I admire this woman's perseverance, but now she probably can't stand the torture of desire anymore and wants to vent." Charlene's tone was very brisk.

After all, she was once a member of the Eternal Freedom Sect. Although no one dared to do anything to Charlene, her personality was different from that of ordinary women after all.

She didn't really want to let Ron take over her body.

But if this day does come, there won’t be much resistance.

The high-level contract documents have been signed, what else can be done?

Rather, it is considered a great respect for the master to endure it until now before attacking them.

Lydia opened her mouth slightly. She wanted to discuss with Charlene how to get over the incident today, but she didn't expect Charlene to have such an attitude. Lydia asked unwillingly, "Are you willing to accept this?"

"So what if you are willing, so what if you are not willing?" Charlene looked at Lidya with an increasingly strange look: "Have you forgotten the contract you signed? If the master forcibly issues an order, can you refuse?"

Lidya was speechless.

"Then, let's put it another way. The master will attack both of us sooner or later, right?"

Lydia bit her lip and nodded. It was only a matter of time.

Charlene spread her hands and said, "That's it. How does the saying go? A short pain is worse than a long one, and a late pain is worse than an early one."

"Since this moment will come sooner or later, instead of worrying and worrying every day, it is better to end it happily so that you will no longer be afraid in the future."

"Be proactive and serve the master more comfortably, and you will suffer less."

Lydia was stunned. Who said Charlene was stupid?

Isn't this very smart? Lidya didn't know how to refute these words for a moment.

At this moment, Charlene suddenly leaned into Lidya's ear and whispered:

"By the way, Lidya, let me tell you, I once heard Miss Cecilia say it."

"The master has a rather strange habit. He likes other people to wear clothes, especially special uniforms."

"And the master is a stocking lover..."

Here comes the second chapter, there will be an update soon.

Chapter 157 Charlene’s Service (3)

Ron, who didn't know what Charlene and Lydia were thinking, stayed in the bedroom and strengthened all his equipment. He put on the strongest equipment and tried it out. Ron could clearly feel the improvement in his combat power.

Coupled with the spear that penetrates the Death Soaring, it should be considered a certain degree of confidence to challenge the Young God Tree alone.

As for a one-on-one duel with Anthony Andre, he should still be a little insufficient. After all, the gap between the legendary level and the heroic level is too big.

Ron took off his equipment one by one and put them away. He walked to the window in his pajamas and looked out at the city.

Bright lights.

Even at night, the whole city is still bright, like daylight.

The magnificent royal palace is the most conspicuous palace in the entire city, and the bell tower that soars into the sky and flashes with soft white light is the symbol of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Of course, no matter how bright the light is, it is impossible to dispel all darkness. In some corners where the light cannot reach, hides the most disgusting and hateful dirt in the world.

Ron looked down. From the window, he could see the main entrance of Brela Hotel. His line of sight was slightly tilted. In a corner to the left of the door, Ron saw the dragon girl Ifrit.

She didn't leave.

Perhaps it was because it was cold at night, so she wrapped the coat Ron left for her around her body, holding onto the collar with both hands, using it as a thin quilt.

"Boom...boom..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Ron knew that it was Charlene and Lidya who were here.

He planned to strengthen the equipment on Charlene and Lidya.

These two women who have been completely tied to him are worthy of trust. It is time to increase their fighting power a little, which will be very beneficial to Ron's next actions.

"Come in."

Squeak.

Following Ron's voice, the thick door was pushed open.

"Here you are, give me your..." Ron said as he turned around. He was about to say give me all your weapons, but his voice suddenly stopped.

A pair of eyes stared blankly at the figure in front of him.

The first one to appear was Charlene.

At this moment, Charlene was still wearing a tight-fitting leather jacket, but it gave Ron a completely different feeling. The hollows on both sides of the waist and lower abdomen did not show much privacy, but made Charlene's charm soar.

The black tulle on the chest doesn't do much to cover it up, but makes it even more attractive.

The deep eyes, like the clear sky, the high bridge of the nose and the conspicuous red lips, are more generous and natural than those gentle and agile women. On the snow-white lotus root-like wrist is a string of silver bracelets, which are both sexy and pure.

The exposed skin is like mutton-fat white jade. Set off by the tight leather jacket, the figure becomes tighter and tighter, with charming and hot curves, especially the long legs, which are astonishingly long and sexy.

That figure can only be described with two words: astringent.

Ron's throat moved slightly, and he could feel something abnormal in his body.

Ron did have impulses. He was a normal man... No, he couldn't be called normal. Because of the blessing of the god of love, his impulses and desires were stronger than those of ordinary people. It was really tormenting to endure for more than a month, especially with several beautiful girls around him, especially Lucia. She sat on his shoulders, her little feet dangling on his chest, and her thighs would rub against his cheek from time to time, which made Ron feel terrible every time.

But Ron always endured.

After all, Charlene and Lidya's situation is somewhat special.

If he made a request, they would definitely not be able to refuse it, and they could not refuse it, but Ron knew that they did not like him, and he did not want to force others. He did not expect that Charlene would appear in such a posture now, and Ron would be instantly attracted to her. The fire building in his chest was ignited.

Miss Witch changed her original black Gothic-style long skirt and replaced it with a pure white princess dress that was quite northern in style. It was a little cumbersome, but elegant and noble.

The slender calves are wrapped in pure white delicate stockings.

The innocence, elegance and beauty of the princess are perfectly integrated.

But compared to Charlene's generosity, Lydia was obviously more shy. Her delicate pink cheeks spread along her collarbone to her small and delicate cheeks. She lowered her head and didn't even dare to look up at Ron.

Looking at the looks of Charlene and Lydia, Ron knew that these two fools had misunderstood him and regarded his previous words as some kind of forced and terrible request from the contract owner.

But the impulse that had been suppressed for a long time made Ron's eyes seem to have flames burning. By this time, it didn't matter whether there was a misunderstanding or not, it was impossible to stop.

Ron was not Liu Xiahui, so he could not remain indifferent to this situation.

He took a deep breath and waved to Charlene. It was obvious that Charlene was the one who took the lead among the two.

Seeing Ron's gesture, Charlene did not linger for too long, and walked towards Ron with her sexy figure swaying gently. After all, she was a member of the Eternal Freedom Sect. Although no one dared to pluck this thorny rose, through the influence of her father and mother, Saya obviously possessed much more knowledge than Lydia. Her walking posture was a typical cat step, with lotus steps swaying lightly, and every time she moved, her heel would land precisely on the toes of the other jade foot.

This special way of walking made Shaye's body look like a weak willow supporting the wind, swaying from side to side, giving it a unique charm. At close range, Ron could feel the amazing temptation coming from Shalin more and more.

Shaye might not really be fooling Lidya. She might really feel that late pain is worse than early pain. After today, she would no longer have to worry about this matter in the future.

She pursed her lips, as if she mustered up the courage in her heart. With her tall figure, Saya didn't even need to stand on tiptoes, and took the initiative to kiss Ron's lips.

"Woooo..."

In the wings of the nose, the breath is like blue.

After a long time, the two finally separated.

"Huh... How many times have you kissed? Why are you so skilled?" Ron said, panting slightly. Ron was considered a veteran, but when it came to kissing, he actually felt that he was at a disadvantage.

"This is my first kiss." Charlene smiled softly and whispered: "I have stayed in a place like the Eternal Freedom Sect for many years. Even if I didn't actually come into contact with it, I heard what I heard in my ears and saw in my eyes." There are already a lot of them. ’

Charlene explained naturally, her lotus-like arms had once again wrapped around Ron's neck, and their lips were sucking together again.

In fact, wasn't Charlene also enduring?

The pleasure brought by kissing is not very strong, but the strong sense of satisfaction makes people obsessed.

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While the absurdity and indulgence were going on in the Brera Hotel, on the other side, Mallory's figure had already chased the steam train and appeared more than a hundred kilometers away from the Royal City of Granville.

If it weren't for a special item that had to be sent to the royal city as soon as possible, there couldn't be any mistakes in this matter. He would have done it before, but fortunately, he left a tracking magic on the man through a flea.

This magic is very secretive, even beings with stronger strength than yourself would have a hard time detecting it. With this special magic, there is no need for people to keep an eye on it.

He even admired that man a little.

Although he looks quite rude, he is very considerate.

Perhaps, the man had already understood that his Mallory Dominican Federation was not to be trifled with, so after the steam train arrived in Adams, the man did not leave the carriage at all, but followed the train directly out of the royal city.

Normally, Mallory might have given up if he encountered such a vigilant opponent.

But this time, it's different.

That girl is so exquisite.

As a puppet master, he had never seen such perfect material.

That girl can only exert her greatest charm in his hands, Mallory. He will never allow that rude man who does not understand art and beauty to take away such perfect material.

The train was not moving very fast and it was easy for Mallory to catch up.

With Mallory's identity, it was not difficult to force the train to stop on the track. With excitement trembling all over, Mallory and several of his men boarded the train. Chasing the magic signal that kept flashing in his mind, Mallory soon arrived at the carriage.

What a brave guy, he didn't even change his position.

Mallory laughed in his heart, then quickened his pace and walked forward. Finally, when Mallory came to the seat and was about to speak, the expression on his face suddenly stiffened.

The seats were empty.

The rude man was nowhere to be seen, and the exquisite puppet beside him was even missing.

The muscles on Mallory's face began to twitch violently. Anyone who knew Mallory knew that he was extremely angry.

Mallory knew he had been fooled.

That rude man was much more delicate than she had imagined.

Damn it, where did he go and why is the magic mark here?

Suddenly, Mallory's eyes were fixed on a hole in the backrest. He stretched his right hand in, and soon a glass bottle appeared in his palm.

A flea is jumping around in the glass bottle.

Mallory's lips trembled violently. Just as he was about to smash the bottle, he suddenly saw a row of fine symbols and two words on the bottle.

Driven by curiosity, Mallory brought the bottle closer to him.

The symbols were strange and Mallory couldn't figure out what they meant.

But Mallory recognized those two words:

stupid*!

An unknown fire shot straight into Mallory's forehead.

"You bastard, how dare you humiliate me like this..." Mallory roared angrily.

Then, magic power surged in the palm of his hand, trying to shatter the glass bottle...

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

The glass bottle in the palm of his hand seemed to have triggered some special mechanism, and it suddenly exploded right in front of Mallory's eyes.

Fine glass shards flew in all directions, and dozens of fragments flew straight into Mallory's eyes!

Here comes the third chapter, there will be more later.

Chapter 158 Picking Witch (4)