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

The commander of the royal guard, veteran Antonio.

There was a trace of ridicule on Agnes's lips. After so many years, Holt was still so cautious when meeting her.

Holt's figure is a bit stooped... His age is actually not too exaggerated, fifty-four years old, but he looks like he is at least sixty-four years old...

The royal family lives a luxurious life, so it is really puzzling that they have such a face.

It is rumored that Holt is addicted to women, which leads to physical overdraft.

After all, this guy has three hundred and sixty-six princesses... one every day, and there is still one more.

Over the years, countless princes and princesses have been born. Every year, the cost of supporting the royal family alone is like a huge mountain, weighing on the heads of the people.

His eyes looked cloudy, he waved his hand, and the heavy cavalry near Leng Palace quickly evacuated.

"Agnes..."

Holt 473 finally spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, as if his vocal cords were damaged.

"What are you looking for me for?"

The first time we met in more than ten years since our wedding, we were also so indifferent.

Hercules and Antonio guarded Holt on the left and right, and their eyes were always on Agnes.

They dare not slack off at all.

Although they are both legendary, there are differences between legends.

The corners of Agnes's mouth also curved. She was about to speak, but suddenly she felt an inexplicable sense of shame when she said these words.

The voice on my lips suddenly changed:

"Holt, Mr. Captain asked me to bring you a message..."

Agnes' words stunned Holt for a moment, Captain? He doesn't know any captain!

He didn't understand what Agnes wanted to say for a moment... He thought Agnes wanted to leave the cold palace, but he didn't expect a captain to pop up unexpectedly.

"What did he say?" Holt narrowed his eyes and asked slowly.

Agnes smiled and said, "The captain asked me to tell you... You don't want others to know what happened in the back mountain, do you?"

Click.

A crisp voice came.

Under Holt's feet, the stone slab instantly shattered and turned into countless debris.

A dazzling light burst out from his cloudy eyes.

Holt stared at Agnes, and at that moment, an unprecedented murderous intent surged in his chest.

But Agnes seemed not to feel this at all, because of her extreme trust in Mr. Captain, she firmly believed that Holt did not dare to take action against her.

With a subtle mockery on her face, she walked outside on her own, swaying her sexy and graceful figure.

Holt's eyes flickered twice, but he didn't stop him after all.

His face began to turn gloomy, as if it was covered with thick ink.

If it weren't for the fact that his magic power was completely gone and he was still recovering, he would have really wanted to force Agnes to stay.

Agnes had caught Agnes too cleverly at this point. He had lost most of his magic power and could not exert much combat power. It was almost impossible for Antonio and Hercules alone to keep Agnes.

What happened in the back mountain was his secret. Except for Hercules and Antonio, not even the other princesses, princes, and princesses knew about it.

How did Agnes know the secret of the back mountain?

Who is Mr. Captain?

Obviously Agnes has been detained in the palace, why can she have contact with Mr. Captain?

Could it be that this so-called captain often sneaks into the palace secretly to meet with Agnes?

This is the palace, and there are three legendary existences like Holt, Antonio, and Hercules. How can Mr. Captain come and go freely?

Holt felt horrified at the thought of a super master coming and going freely in his palace. Is there really such a powerful master in this world? .

This is his harem!

There is actually a man who can come in and out of his harem at will, and even often come over to have private meetings with his princess?

Although Agnes did not say it directly, Holt could feel that when Agnes said the words Mr. Captain, her eyes were filled with sincere admiration and fascination.

As if...that is God!

This was the first time Holt saw this expression on the proud face of Agnes.

Could it be that this is the so-called desire to be a king and sleep with a queen?

For a moment, Holt felt as if his head was green.

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Chapter 57 Confession to the Nun (Modified Version)

Holt knew very well how exaggerated Agnes's charm was. He didn't believe that any normal man could suppress the impulse in his heart when facing Agnes's plump and full body.

When he thought about the mysterious man and his princess having sex in his harem, Holt's face became even gloomier. Just because he didn't touch her didn't mean he would allow other men to do so. No king could endure such humiliation.

Wait a minute... Who can guarantee that the mysterious captain only has an affair with a princess named Agnes?

Could it be that he didn't get involved with other princesses?

The more Holt thought about it, the more something was wrong.

He has three hundred and sixty-six princesses. Although the sword is still young, it is impossible to take care of them all. There is no way. The secret skills Holt practices are a bit weird, and can even be said to be inhumane.

It is a practice method similar to plunder. Holder 473 can take the power and talent of women as his own through coitus... Therefore, Holt's strength improves very quickly, but this method There is also a very bad shortcoming, that is, no distinction is made between good and bad when absorbing. The opponent's excellent talents will be absorbed, but the flaws will also be integrated into Holt's body.

This directly led to Holt becoming stronger and more talented, but at the same time, he was also full of flaws.

But Holt does have some skills.

This guy has worked out a way over a long period of time, which is to pass on physical defects to future generations through normal intercourse and childbirth.

Every time a certain number of defects are eliminated, Holt will enter a period of decline.

This method greatly reduced Holt's physical defects, but it also led to the fact that although Holt had hundreds of children, these children were born due to inherited defects and were either physically disabled or had intellectual problems. Or both.

There were not many normal people to be found in the entire palace.

It is precisely for this reason that among the aristocracy and even the common people, there are always voices saying that Holt's moral character is lacking and he is not worthy of being a king.

Holt's thinking is very divergent. After thinking about it for a while, he feels that there is indeed something wrong with his harem.

Not all of his children are disabled, the eldest prince and the second prince are all normal... However, they were all born before Holt practiced the secret technique.

Among the children born after practicing secret arts, there seems to be only one normal one.

The great princess, Dolores!

Holt originally liked this eldest daughter. Dolores was extremely talented and among the many princes and princesses, she was the one with the fastest advancement in strength.

Her body has no defects, it is complete, and she has perfectly inherited her mother's excellent bloodline. She has a slim figure and a pretty appearance.

The only problem is his personality, and he is a bit cruel.

Holt originally thought that Dolores's violent character might be a defect that he inherited, but now it seems... is this really a defect?

Among the tens of millions of citizens of the Kingdom of Granville, there are many with violent personalities.

Perhaps, there is no problem with Dolores at all, because she is not his daughter at all.

Her real father, actually the damn captain?

Holt's expression remained unchanged, but Antonio and Hercules, who were familiar with Holt's character, knew that this type of Holt was the most terrifying.

The calmer he became, the more intense and uncontrollable the anger in Holt's chest became.

"Captain...heh..."

"Antonio, is there any very powerful and famous captain in Twilight Continent?" Holt spoke slowly, still with the same hoarse voice.

"Well-known captains..." Antonio thought for a moment and immediately gave the answer: "Most captains of merchant ships are not very strong. The most famous captains are probably those who have been floating in the Dusk Sea all year round. That’s a bunch of pirates.”

"Among this group of pirates, the most famous is the King of the Seven Seas!"

"The kings of the seven seas do not bow to any country. They plunder everything, even the government ships of the major kingdoms. They do evil and have a bad reputation."

"However, this is not the King of the Seven Seas. Their strength is basically at the epic level. With Hercules and I guarding them, they should not be able to break into the palace...unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless it's Captain Prescott of the Netherworld. I heard that this person is the best at hiding. He comes and goes without a trace, just like a ghost."

"I'm afraid he is the only one who can break into the palace silently while the two of us are blocking it." Antonio thought for a moment and replied.

"That's it..." Holt's eyes dropped: "Arrange a group of people."

"Kill him."

Even if he doesn't use his woman, he will never allow others to get involved with it.

For Holt, it didn't matter whether Prescott was the mysterious captain in Agnes's mouth. What mattered was that he wanted to vent.

On the other side, Agnes finally left the palace.

Although it was late at night, Agnes was not sleepy at all.

Walking on the streets, Wangcheng seems strange yet familiar.

She really hasn't left that small cage for a long time, and her contact with the outside world is almost all through secret techniques.

Looking up at the stars above her head, Agnes's admiration for the Captain increased a little more. He was worthy of being the Captain. Just one sentence from him made Holt dare not act rashly. He watched her leave the palace but dared not do anything.

Originally, Agnes's belief in the God of Eternal Freedom was not that devout.

On the soul-crossing boat, they learned that Lord Seleos, the God of Eternal Freedom, had died. At this moment, all Agnes' piety was immediately transferred to Mr. Captain.

The princess couldn't help but have a strong curiosity in her heart.

What kind of existence is Mr. Captain?

Is He a god?

No, perhaps, it is a being greater than gods.

There was a gleam in Agnes' eyes, her white and tender hands were behind her back, and her long legs were hopping lightly on the road. She did not go home... She had no attachment to the family that had abandoned her for profit.

Recalling her long-faded memories, Agnes headed towards the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Completing Mr. Captain’s mission is the most important thing!

The figure under the moonlight is pure and like a girl!

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the other side.

Larnaca City.

Ron didn't know how much of a commotion the words he taught Agnes caused, and even his other target, Delores the Thorn and the Rose, was innocently involved.

The morning sun shone on his face and Ron opened his eyes.

Next to her, Irelia had already stood up and was arranging her appearance in front of the dressing table.

The word "natural beauty" is the most appropriate to describe Irelia. Even without any makeup, Irelia still exudes purity and charm.

He quietly hugged Irelia's slender waist from behind and placed his chin on Irelia's shoulder. He could smell Irelia's alluring fragrance on her slender and elegant neck.

Irelia's cheeks were slightly red, but she did not struggle. She even leaned back a little to allow Ron to hold her more comfortably.

The pressure my lover was under was so great that even when he was asleep, his brows were tightly furrowed.

Irelia knows that her strength is very weak, and she has just started chanting, so she cannot help her lover much... The only thing she can do is to let her lover release the pressure on her.

The smooth, silver hair hangs down from her head to her waist, sparkling in the morning sun. Her whole person looks clean and refined, like an angel descending into the world, spotless, pure and holy.

Some hair scratched Ron's face, causing a slight itch.