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

Malte screamed heart-breakingly, and the sound made everyone's scalp numb.

"I don't like hearing lies."

"I say, I say..." Marte screamed loudly: "Yes, there is a nobleman who has taken a fancy to Cecilia. If Cecilia really leaves the church one day, I plan to sell her to that nobleman..."

As soon as these words came out, Cecilia's pupils suddenly shrank.

A pair of plain hands subconsciously hugged his shoulders, and his slender body began to tremble.

Cecilia simply couldn't imagine what would have happened to her if it weren't for her husband.

The person I thought I was your lover was far more cruel than I imagined.

Ron's eyes also narrowed. This family was really prepared to eat up Cecilia and wipe her clean. Not even a bit of dregs would be left.

Although there are many shameless people in this world, those who can be so shameless are definitely the best in the world.

Is this guy really a human being?

Ron's right hand finally moved away from Malte's wrist. There was almost no intact finger in this guy's palm.

Malte thought he finally no longer had to endure that kind of torture, so he let out a heavy breath... However, Ron's right hand suddenly drew an arc in mid-air and clasped Malte's head.

The next second, under Malte's extremely surprised gaze, Ron's entire head was lifted up from the ground.

Malte seemed to have figured out what Ron wanted to do, and his bloodshot eyes widened: "No... don't..."

boom!

The head that was raised high was hit hard on the ground by Ron.

There was only a dull sound, and the stone slabs on the ground shattered, along with Malte's head, and red and white sticky stuff sprayed everywhere.

There was deathly silence all around, with only the dead body of Malte still twitching like a toad.

This guy doesn't care about the laws of the Kingdom of Granville at all.

Cecilia's heart also trembled slightly, but in the next moment, she felt that some kind of heavy burden that had been pressing on her body seemed to have disappeared at this moment, and was replaced by unprecedented ease.

When Malte said that he was going to sell her to a noble, the last thoughts in Cecilia's heart were completely cut off.

Malte's parents' expressions changed even more.

They didn't even have time to grieve over their son's death. Just like pure instinct, the two of them screamed almost at the same time and ran out of the house.

They want to run, they just want to be farther away from this demon, farther away...

A sharp blade, with a scarlet glow, silently slashed across the throats of the two men.

Their bodies immediately stayed in place, and the next second, they fell to the ground with a thud.

The throat was obviously cut open, but no blood spurted out. All the blood was swallowed up by the bloody knife.

Cecilia finally put away the bloody knife, dragged the two bodies back to the room, and dropped them next to Malte.

This was her first time killing someone. She had no fear, but instead felt a sense of excitement in her heart that she was eager to try.

Destroy the whole family!

A family must be neat and tidy.

Ron finally stood up and stretched his arms vigorously, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

It seems that the repairman doesn't like all trash... At least, Malte's family was not attracted by the repairman.

They are not even qualified to be pawns.

Without the intervention of the repairman, it is so easy to kill a few people.

This was Cecilia's matter. It had nothing to do with Ron originally, but after killing these three people, Ron felt particularly happy in his heart, as if some of the depression accumulated in his heart was swept away at this moment.

Could it be that killing someone is a good way to vent their depression?

This discovery is indeed a bit not good.

Shaking away the blood beads on his hand, Ron walked towards the door on his own. Cecilia immediately followed behind. Ron didn't do anything to Ava. In some ways, this woman was just After being deceived, she did not do anything to harm Irelia, and Ron did not kill innocent people to that extent.

The crowd gathered at the door dispersed immediately. No one had any dissatisfaction with Ron for killing the three members of Malte's family, and they were even a little happy... It was obvious that this family of three, even in the civilian area, was not very good. , no one even went to notify the city guards.

"Feeling better?" Ron tilted his head and glanced at Cecilia.

The idiot nun who had been deceived for ten years exhaled heavily: "Much better."

"That's good. By the way, you go to the City Lord's Mansion and report the situation here. Believe me, nothing will happen. After all, after killing three people, it would be a bit inappropriate not to inform the City Lord's Mansion. suitable."

Ron still had to go to meet Dolores, which had already delayed a lot of time.

Cecilia nodded.

Ron took out a few more gold coins from his pocket and handed them to Cecilia.

"Sir, what do you mean?" Cecilia asked in a low voice, biting her lips with her pearly teeth.

"Nothing, I just want you to run an errand for me and help me buy some herbs from the medicine store." Ron carefully explained the type and quantity of herbs to be purchased.

That is the magic potion used to break through the panic level.

Only then did Cecilia's face burst into a smile, she took the gold coins and left.

Watching Cecilia's departing back, Ron chuckled. He knew that although Cecilia looked normal now, she must be in a state of confusion inside.

The best way to stop Cecilia from thinking wildly is to find something for Cecilia to do. Even if it's just a little thing, it can make Cecilia feel needed.

And this is what Cecilia lacks most at the moment.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared. After a brief plan in his mind, Ron headed straight for the Sykes Hotel...

In the letter sent by Princess Dolores, the agreed meeting place was at the Sykes Hotel.

Although, from Ron's perspective, this might seem inappropriate.

After all, that was the Sykes Hotel, right? The famous gun house in Larnaca City!

It was only the first time that he and the eldest princess Dolores met, so they booked a room directly in the hotel. Is it too fast?

Ron, he is not such a casual person, he is a gentleman!

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Chapter 86 Men and women drugging each other (2)

In fact, if Dolores was really that enthusiastic, Ron wouldn't be able to reluctantly agree. After all, as a gentleman, it would be rude to refuse a lady's request casually.

Based on Ron's experience in the game, this kind of thing is actually very likely to happen.

Along the way, Ron's thoughts wandered, and his mind wandered to all corners of the world.

Just as he was passing a drug store, Ron suddenly stopped.

The name of the pharmacy seemed inexplicably familiar. A group of city defense soldiers were guarding the door, strictly prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving.

Soon, Ron remembered where he had heard the name of this pharmacy...from Virgil's mouth.

Before Herman was parasitized by the eggs of the black beast, he bought several bottles of love potion at this drug store before going to a prostitute.

Although Hermann was dead, the drug store became the subject of strict surveillance from then on.

But, generally speaking, shouldn't surveillance be conducted covertly?

Why are the guards standing at the door?

Isn't this a little too unprofessional?

Maybe, something happened.

Ron walked towards the door. He showed the senior priest's certificate to the guard at the door and easily gained the qualification to enter the pharmacy.

As a cleric, you have many privileges that ordinary people do not have.

"Be careful, the situation inside... is a bit bad." The city guard kindly reminded: "The superiors will arrange someone to deal with it soon."

Ron nodded and took a step forward. As soon as he entered the pharmacy, he could immediately feel a strong stench.

Like a piece of fat that has rotted for three or four days in the summer...

The whole room was dark and gloomy.

Under the light of the gas lamp, one can clearly see tiny particles of dust floating in the air.

Just as imagined, there was a thin, hunched corpse lying on the floor of the hall, and the strong stench was emanating from this corpse.

It looked like he had been dead for a long time.

The messy, bird's nest-like dry hair obscures his face, making it impossible to see his appearance at a glance.

Walking over slowly, Ron stretched out his hand to push away the hair covering the deceased's face... Although judging from the smell, he should have been dead for several days, there was no sign of giantness on the body, no. Know where the stench actually comes from.

Although the face was wrinkled, there were no signs of decay. At first glance, it looked like it had been dead for less than a day.

He should be the owner of this pharmacy.

I don't know if it was Ron's illusion, or if these skinny and skinny old men all looked similar, but I always felt that he was somewhat similar to Father Abraham, the oldest priest in the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

……

Ron didn't stay here too long and left the pharmacy quickly. Virgil would investigate the matter here.

However, when Ron arrived at the Sykes Hotel, his expression suddenly became weird. He rubbed his forehead helplessly... Damn it, he had forgotten that the Sykes Hotel was not just for booking rooms. of.

You can also dine on the first floor of the Sykes Hotel.

It was all Dolores's fault for choosing such a special place that he even misunderstood. It was definitely not because of his dirty thoughts.

After gathering his mood, Ron glanced across the hall.

He soon discovered the figure of the eldest princess.

She seemed to have gone through some special makeup.

Her long golden hair looked like silk woven from gold threads, and her long red dress bound her graceful body, highlighting her beautiful curves. No matter where she was, Dolores was the most dazzling one.

Such a beautiful woman will naturally be favored by a large number of males.

But the strange thing is that no one in the huge living room dared to come forward and strike up a conversation, not even the nobles...

Dolores seemed to have a special temperament, as if she was covered with thorns, making people afraid to approach her easily.

Once you get too close, you will definitely be covered in bruises.

Not every second generation is as stupid as Herman. These second generation nobles will never easily provoke those they cannot afford to offend.

Bah, bah, bah...

At this moment, footsteps were heard, and a figure walked towards the direction of Dolores.

Several aristocratic young men in the restaurant could see the playfulness in each other's eyes when they looked at each other.

There really is someone who dares to flirt with this noble and elegant woman. His courage is commendable.

They will never forget that just in the morning, a tall and handsome blond guy tried to strike up a conversation, and finally got the word "Go".

He is really an idiot. Judging from his clothes, he must be a priest... It is simply a dream for a clergyman with a not too high status to get involved with a woman of this level.

Among them, there was Lucius, the legitimate son of Earl Sharp, and Carlisle, the son of Viscount Lynch...whose status was not more noble, more gentlemanly, and more handsome than him?

They stared at this side with great anticipation, and couldn't wait to see this man make a fool of himself.

While he was talking, the priest had already walked up to Dolores.

Dolores, who had been staring out the window, finally sensed the movement here. She glanced at Ron with her golden eyes, as if asking, "Who are you?"

"Your Highness Dolores?"

Dolores raised her eyebrows, and she proactively extended her right hand to Ron: "Prophet, His Excellency Ron Copperfield?"

Met, met...

Including Lucius, Carlisle and other second-generation nobles, all stared at this side, and they could not hear clearly what the two people were saying.

However, seeing that the beautiful lady had raised her right hand, my heart was filled with excitement... Tsk, it seemed that this thorny beauty was angered by being harassed twice?

Is this going to give the pastor a slap in the face?