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

Ron's expression was equally surprised. He looked at Irelia. She still had that graceful figure and beautiful face, but her temperament... At this moment, Irelia's charm as a woman was almost displayed to an unprecedented limit. Her every move, every frown and smile, even a look, could drive any man crazy.

It was as if she suddenly changed from a nun to a... succubus.

No, it's not just a succubus.

It's more like a fusion of a succubus and a nun. The temptation of the succubus and the holiness of the nun are perfectly integrated in Irelia, making her charm even more amazing!

They stared at each other, and for a moment, the atmosphere between them seemed particularly subtle. Finally, Ron reacted first. He coughed softly to break the silence.

Irelia finally broke free from her daze, her face flushed. Neither of them mentioned the matter again. Ron took Irelia and searched the base of the Eternal Freedom Sect again, but unfortunately they still found nothing. Although they found some notebooks, these notebooks had nothing to do with Ron.

Finally, after failing to find the notebook, Ron and Irelia left together, heading to the Church of the Dawn Goddess.

Walking along Bruno Street, you can see many citizens along the way. Although they are comforted by the clergy of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, pale fear can still be seen on their faces. It is better to say that even the clergy are horrified. No one knows what the total solar eclipse represents, and they all think it is the anger of the Goddess of Dawn.

After passing Bruno Avenue, Praia Town comes next.

The scene and atmosphere in front of me changed. There was no dirty and decadent air of Bruno Street, no crowded, low and dilapidated houses. This was the commercial district of Larnaca City. There were shops lining both sides of the street. It was extremely prosperous. Compared with Bruno Street, it was like two different worlds.

Businessmen pursue profits. Maybe they also have beliefs, but they are far less exaggerated than ordinary civilians and clergy. They are also very afraid of total solar eclipses, but this fear does not last long. In comparison, making no money is The goddess's anger is even more terrifying.

The Church of the Dawn Goddess is located at the junction of Praia City and the Noble District. It is also the area with the highest flow of people in the entire Larnaca City.

This is especially true today.

The fear caused by the total solar eclipse caused a large number of believers to go to the church to pray and pray for the goddess's protection.

There were a lot of luxurious carriages parked in front of the church, belonging to the nobility.

There were even more civilian believers kneeling in the square in front of the church, surrounding the tall statue of the goddess in circles.

Hermann, who had just cleaned the paint off his body, didn't even have much time to rest before Virgil ordered him to lead a group of Dawn Knights to maintain order at the door.

Herman was extremely dissatisfied with this job.

Damn.

He is the captain of the Dawn Knights, and he is also a noble. He has a noble status. How can he be allowed to perform such a lowly job?

Damn Virgil!

Hermann kept cursing in his heart, and he was overwhelmed as he saw the believers coming in an endless stream.

Inadvertently, Herman saw two familiar figures.

Irelia and... Ron.

The two men finally appeared.

Oh, damn it, Ron, stay away from Irelia, your shoulders are almost touching.

In Herman's view, any skin-to-skin contact between Irelia and anyone of the opposite sex, even just a polite hand-holding, hug, or even talking, is a violation of Irelia's purity.

Irelia's purity can only be enjoyed by him.

Herman couldn't control himself and wanted to rush over and separate the two people, but a gust of wind blew by and Herman's steps instantly froze in place.

He saw it.

Two smooth calves were revealed under Irelia's flying skirt... His lips trembled involuntarily.

Where are Irelia's stockings?

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Chapter 23 Where are Irelia’s stockings? (1)

Irelia was his, and he would not allow Irelia to have even the slightest bit of filth on her. Even if she just breathed the same air as others, Herman would feel that Irelia's purity was tainted.

Ever since Irelia rejected his request to get back together, his possessiveness towards Irelia has only become stronger and stronger.

But now, when he saw Irelia's smooth calves blown by the breeze, a bolt of lightning seemed to flash through Herman's mind.

Rumble!

His body seemed to have been shaken by an unprecedented violent impact.

His originally normal complexion turned pale in an instant, and his chest felt as if a piece of it had been hollowed out, causing a burning pain.

Where are Irelia's stockings?

Where are Irelia's stockings?

Where are Irelia's stockings?

The length of the nun's uniform was not too exaggerated. He had previously seen black cloth wrapped around Irelia's fair ankles, but now, that layer of delicate black had disappeared.

Although Irelia's nun's uniform is neatly packed, if you look carefully, you can still see some light marks and some abnormal wrinkles on the nun's uniform.

What did Irelia do to cause the nun's uniform to become what it is now?

In addition, Irelia's completely different and charming temperament from before, as well as her slightly unnatural walking posture...

Herman didn't want to think about it, didn't want to believe it, but the more he didn't want to, the more pictures of this kind appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

The two people's limbs were entangled.

Irelia put her hands on the table...

She was weeping in front of her, while he was showing off his power behind...

Picture after picture emerged, and each scene caused the flames in Herman's chest to soar.

His teeth kept chattering, and the unprecedented anger almost destroyed Hermann's sanity.

His eyes were stretched wide open, with streaks of scarlet blood all over his eyeballs, truly demonstrating what it meant to be tearfully angry.

There was a suppressed roar in his throat like a beast, his brain was almost completely crazy, and his rough palms reached his waist without knowing when, and he grabbed the hilt of the sword with all his strength.

He wanted to rush forward and chop Ron in half with one sword.

Irelia is his woman, and Ron, that damn bastard, actually took away Irelia's purity before him.

Unbearable, unbearable, unbearable.

The twisted face exuded strong resentment, but just after Herman had walked a certain distance, he had to stop.

Herman must face the sad fact that he can't beat Ron.

Even if Ron picked his fiancée, rushing over like this would be of no value except asking for humiliation.

Hermann was gasping for breath. He tried his best to control the impulse in his chest. After taking a long look at Ron who was having an intimate conversation with Irelia with his head down, Hermann turned and walked in another direction.

"Captain Herman, where are you going? This way..." A knight spoke subconsciously when he saw Herman preparing to leave.

Herman turned around suddenly, staring at his men with his scarlet eyes, and growled in a low voice: "Shut your mouth."

The knight's face was like an angry lion, and the knight's hair stood on end, and his body subconsciously leaned back.

After Herman left, the knight finally came to his senses, with an unwilling smile on his face, and spat at the ground: "Bah, what are you pretending to be?"

"A knight captain, if you don't know better, you might think you are a bishop."

"If you hadn't had an awesome father, would this knight captain have been able to take your turn? You're talking about starting from the grassroots, and if you're gold-plated, you're gold-plated, and you're saying it so nicely."

"No matter how awesome you are, my fiancée has been fucked by someone...silly green turtle."

The knight cursed, but he could only curse because Herman's dad was really awesome.

It was impossible for him to offend Herman's father, because that was an existence that he could not contact at all.

Hermann's figure disappeared beside the church.

He wants to kill Ron... no matter what the cost!

……

the other side.

Irelia took Ron into the church through the side door.

The square at the main entrance was completely crowded with believers, and it was not easy to get past. At this time, the Church of the Dawn Goddess is no longer as influential as before, but the number of believers is still terrifying.

Ron was no stranger to the Church of the Dawn Goddess.

I have played it many times in the game, but the shock of seeing it with my own eyes is completely different.

The church is bright and holy, with soft white and light gold as the main colors. Apart from the colors, the architectural style has a very Gothic flavor.

Above the mottled and ancient bell tower is a tall obelisk that reaches into the sky, engraved with dense words praising the greatness of the goddess of dawn.

Feeling the soft luster permeating the dome, there seems to be a faint sound of prayers echoing in my ears, and the sound is so pleasant to the ears, like being baptized.

Walking on the cobblestone ground, the only sounds were the footsteps of Ron and Irelia, which were crisp but also slightly lonely.

Ron was suddenly a little worried. He had cursed the Goddess of Dawn many times, just when he was strengthening his equipment, and he would probably continue to curse her in the future.

Is this considered blaspheming the goddess?

Well, it shouldn't be a big problem, after all, it's impossible for the Dawn Goddess to hear his voice.

As Ron was thinking this, his body suddenly paused as he was moving forward, and a dense layer of small pimples appeared on Ron's face.

The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, as if steel needles were pricking into my skin.

His throat moved involuntarily, and he felt a pair of eyes staring at him.

who is it?

Could it be that he is an inspector of the Eternal Freedom Sect? Did they find themselves defecting?

impossible.

The Eternal Freedom Sect should not move so fast. The most important thing is that this is the church of the Goddess of Dawn.

No matter how arrogant the believers of the Eternal Freedom Sect are, they would not dare to break into such a place without permission.

Herman?

Probably not.

At that guy's level, he didn't have the strength to make his scalp numb.

Ron tried his best to resist the urge to look around for people watching him, and he kept a leisurely pace, following Irelia.

The only thing that gave him some peace of mind was that Elsa did not convey a death warning.

It seems that although the other party is very strong, he does not intend to... at least, does not intend to kill him for the time being.

Of course, there is also the worst possibility, which is that the person watching her has a strength that exceeds the limit of what the system can perceive, making it impossible for Elsa to give any warning at all.

If this is the case, then it would be easier for him to commit suicide directly.

He is just a small villain, shouldn't he deserve to be treated like this, right?

No one launched a sneak attack, no one came forward to talk. From the corner of the eye, I could only see some nuns and priests walking by in a hurry, and I could only see some gardeners clearing weeds in the garden... nothing unusual at all.

However, Ron was very sure that the sight was still there.

He couldn't tell what the other person wanted to do, but the feeling was very uncomfortable and even made Ron feel strongly uneasy.

Finally, the temple appeared in front.

Ron didn't even have time to listen to Irelia's introduction. He just subconsciously quickened his pace.

In the courtyard in front of the church, nuns walked around.

A group of Dawn Knights walked quickly towards the church door, ready to replace their exhausted companions.

A priest was instructing several gardeners to clean up the weeds in the soil. With a little force from his wrinkled fingers, he uprooted the weeds.

The priest's prayers still echoed over the courtyard.

……

He protects destiny!

It’s not just about getting rid of those who are disobedient to fate, but more importantly, it’s about setting fate back to its original trajectory!

Soon, it won’t be too long!

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