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

She felt that she seemed to be becoming more and more dissolute.

But this kind of debauchery is only shown in front of Ron.

As for Ron, the expression on his face was even more innocent.

When did he say he couldn't help it anymore? He just glanced at Irelia, and then swallowed because of the fear in his heart...

Could it be that just because of this swallowing of saliva, Irelia thought she couldn't help it?

For a moment, Ron's forehead was covered with black lines.

What is going on in this woman's mind that leads to this wrong perception?

He tried hard to stay rational in the dilemma and wanted to stop Irelia from going on, but he was reluctant to do so. He was immersed in the torment of the dilemma and felt really uncomfortable... so uncomfortable that he was shaking all over.

I stroked Irelia's silky silver hair with my fingers, and I couldn't help but wonder where did Irelia learn all this from?

"While you were in the library, I was away for a while." As if seeing Ron's confusion, Irelia muttered vaguely: "I went to find Sister Cecilia and learned it from her."

Irelia glanced at Ron charmingly and lowered her head again.

In the huge library, the expression on Ron's face changed from time to time.

His consciousness seemed to float to the clouds, his thoughts were divergent as never before, and all kinds of messy thoughts came to his mind at this moment.

I don’t know what that guy Herman is doing now? Speaking of which, I haven't seen Herman for three days and I miss him so much.

Without Hermann, I always feel that life is missing a lot of fun.

Irelia's favorability towards him didn't seem to have improved much.

Gold medal assistance is indeed indispensable.

……

On the other hand, Herman's situation is quite delicate.

With the best pastor in the church, it would be difficult for Hermann to die even if he wanted to.

For three days, Hermann never entered the church and hid in his room.

From the house with the doors and windows tightly closed, bursts of wailing like a wounded beast could be heard from time to time. The smell of blood filled the room, and the quilt and sheets were covered with scarlet marks.

The clothes on Herman's body were torn apart one by one by his sharp claws.

Even the skin on his chest and back was covered with hideous cracks, and blood was oozing out.

It was as if Herman was trying to dig something out of his body.

I don't know how much time had passed, but Hermann, who had been in a crazy state, finally calmed down. He looked silently at the table, where there was a portrait of Irelia.

A crazy smile gradually appeared on the twisted face covered with blood: "Irelia... you are mine!"

His consciousness was in incomprehensible confusion.

He wanted to kill Irelia with his own hands.

But he desperately longs for Irelia.

……

Is this what Virgil calls a weekend break?

Sure enough, he didn't hate this kind of rest.

Ron's body trembled, and his brain entered an unprecedented ethereal state.

In the game, Irelia began to collapse because of Herman's abandonment, and because of the destruction of Larnaca City, she saw too much pain and death, but she was unable to save her and her spirit was on the verge of reaching its limit. In the end, he was caught by the surviving clergy and announced that it was Irelia's infidelity, which provoked punishment from the goddess, completely pushing Irelia into despair.

Although the world line is changing now, the general direction will not be too abnormal.

Perhaps, it was because of the closure of the world line that his relationship with Irelia had developed rapidly in this short period of time. Was Herman's assist just a pawn that had been arranged by the world line?

And he would not take the initiative to do anything to hurt Irelia. He didn't have anything happen to Cecilia, and even if something did happen, Irelia said she didn't care. So, perhaps only his death can push Irelia into despair and activate Irelia's bloodline.

The more Irelia favors him, the closer he is to death.

Then, the time when he is most likely to die should be... when the city of Larnaca is destroyed.

And the butcher knife used to kill him may be Herman who has completely transformed into a black beast!

Ron died, Larnaca City was destroyed, and it was devastated and bloody. No matter how firm Irelia's will was, it would definitely collapse.

In this way, the world line that was once reversed will return to its original track.

Deducing the time of his death, it was obviously a very dangerous and terrible thing, but instead of being afraid, Ron was even a little excited.

He caught the tail of fate.

Having to fight against fate, this feeling is really exciting.

As for how to break the situation... Ron already has some ideas in his mind.

He could choose to leave Larnaca City, but it shouldn't be that smooth.

Perhaps we can investigate from Herman, investigate where Herman has been and what he has come into contact with in the past two days, find out the source of the parasitism of the young eggs, and prevent the spread of the black beast from the root.

It is even possible to find out who is behind all this behind Herman?

The well-behaved and docile Irelia has helped Ron organize everything and finally got out.

The little face is bulging.

She looked around but didn't find a suitable place. This library was very unsatisfactory and there was not even a trash can or something like that.

Helplessly, the slender neck squirmed slightly.

Ron's spirit trembled slightly, and the slight fatigue and confusion disappeared completely in an instant. This action of Irelia is really too lethal, especially considering the identity of Sister Irelia, and even the future White Saint.

The instant stimulation made Ron's whole body feel hot.

Noticing that Ron was staring at her, Irelia gave him a charming look, and then a blush appeared on her pretty face.

She wanted to pry open her little head to see what was inside.

This is a church.

Irelia was filled with annoyance at the thought of once again blaspheming the goddess, and then glared at Ron again.

Ron was speechless, it was obviously you who took the initiative, why is it now our fault?

Is it so unreasonable?

Of course, Ron knew very well that trying to reason with a woman was the absolute stupidest thing to do.

"How do you feel now?" After a while, Irelia finally seemed to have recovered a little, and then she asked.

Ron smiled softly: "Thanks to you, I can see a lot of things clearly."

After a brief pause, Ron stood up: "Let's go, there's no need to stay in the library anymore."

"Where to go?" Irelia asked casually.

Just open your mouth and you can smell Ron.

Although she didn't hate it, she still had to go back and brush her teeth early. Otherwise, it would be very embarrassing if other nuns noticed it.

"Let's go to your place." Ron stretched hard: "That guy Virgil said that the church's room is a bit tight right now, and he hasn't arranged a place for me yet."

Ron's eyes swept over Irelia's slim figure. The slightly tight nun's uniform highlighted her flat belly and the attractive outline of her legs.

"The night is still long."

The first chapter in the early morning. It’s the last day of the month. Don’t hide your tickets if you have them.

Chapter 36 The nun’s service (please vote)

The night is still long!

The blush spread quickly on his face, and his little ears were trembling.

Of course Irelia understood what Ron meant. She didn't answer and just walked silently outside the library.

As soon as she returned to Irelia's room, the holy nun immediately felt a hot breath coming from her back, and her slender waist had fallen into the man's arms.

The amber eyes suddenly became a little confused.

She had no resistance to Ron's contact.

……

The next day.

The sun shone on her face through the curtains, and Irelia opened her eyes drowsily.

Her amber eyes were still a little confused, but after a few seconds, she finally woke up gradually. Looking at the mess on the bed, her little face flushed slightly.

The madness last night is still vivid in my mind.

She carefully climbed up from Ron's arms, trying not to wake the man.

Although she was wearing a nun's uniform, she still felt cold. Looking down, Irelia let out a sigh of helplessness. The nun's uniform and pure white stockings were already torn.

What is this guy's hobby? Is her lover some kind of beast? It was like a pure animal, always wanting to leave his mark and his scent on every place on her body.

Like declaring ownership.

Every time she had fun with Ron, her clothes would always get torn a lot, but this damn bastard didn't allow her to take off her nun uniform.

Sooner or later he will be punished by the goddess, he will definitely.

It always felt like her expenses had increased a lot out of thin air since Ron appeared.

After all, stockings are really not cheap.

Slender fingers gently stroked Ron's cheek, and Irelia smiled foolishly.

Although she is simple, she is not stupid.

She could feel that the relationship between herself and Ron was too abnormal.

As I spent more and more time with Ron, I fell deeper and deeper in love with him. The more in-depth exchanges we had, the stronger this feeling became.

It was a very obvious distortion.

It was as if there was some force pushing me from behind, to get closer to Ron, to fall in love with Ron.

But so what?

Irelia is not annoyed by this kind of obsession, she is even filled with happiness... No matter whether it is twisted or just let nature take its course, Irelia doesn't care.

She only knew that she loved this man deeply.

Only this will never change.

Ron's obsession with her body gave Irelia a strong sense of satisfaction. She hoped that this happiness could last forever.

At this moment, Irelia noticed some slight movements under her body. She looked down and met Ron's dark eyes: "Are you awake?"

"woke up!"

"What are you going to do today? Are you going to the library?"

"No, let's go to the city for a walk. I'm going to buy some equipment." Ron said softly.

Now that he has caught the tail of fate, then... in Ron's mind, there is still the simplest way to break the situation.

That is...becoming stronger!

If it is destined that he can only be a little villain who is bound to die, then...he, a little villain, will also turn his fate upside down.

……

Irelia helped Ron tidy up gently and obediently.

She didn't hate this feeling, it felt like home. After helping Ron tidy up, Irelia stood up lazily, washed up, and prepared to change into a set of clothes.

Although she kept complaining about Ron's rudeness, Irelia finally took out a new pair of stockings and put them on. This time they were thigh stockings. She felt a little helpless. Could it be that she really wanted to try all the stockings? ?

After washing, I opened the door, and the midday sun shone on my face, which even felt a bit dazzling.

There were other nuns living in the next room. When they saw Ron, their cheeks turned slightly red and their eyes were ashen. They seemed to be very ashamed, but their slightly weird eyes still swept over Ron's body from time to time. It was not the way they looked at a human being at all. It was like they were looking at a ferocious dragon.

The Church of the Goddess of Dawn does not prohibit marriage.