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

The rewards this time seem to be quite generous, with strength increased by 300, spirit increased by 300, freely distributed attribute points increased by 500, and there are even countless lottery opportunities.

But there is no doubt that generous rewards also mean greater dangers.

Whether they are judges, apostles, or the so-called witches of Spang Theocracy, they are not easy to deal with.

[Beep, the system prompts...]

Elsa's voice sounded again.

Ron's heart twitched violently. Could it be that there was a fourth death warning?

Are there too many people who want to kill me? Is his character so bad?

Several thoughts flashed through Ron's mind, but fortunately, he was not so unlucky.

[Beep, the system prompts that the host activates three death warnings at the same time, activating a special mission - to survive from desperate situations. 】

[Escape from desperate situations—Successfully clear three death warnings, and you will get an additional high-level ten-consecutive lottery ticket*1! 】

Ron's gaze shifted silently, and the surrounding scenes gradually came into view.

There were a total of dozens of people in the hall, and most of them were nobles with Dolores as the center, who were distributed in a ring and wanted to get close but didn't dare.

Although they lowered their heads and seemed to be whispering something, their eyes would occasionally drift in the direction of Ron and Dolores.

of course there are exceptions.

Sitting in the corner of the hall was a lady. She was not particularly beautiful, but elegant and dignified. She was leisurely sipping the coffee in front of her.

Directly behind Dolores, there was a man in his thirties, holding a copy of the Granville Daily News, and seemed to be very interested in the news recorded on it.

Ron slowly turned the cup with his fingers and smiled. What era is this? He is still pretending to read a newspaper. Can he be more professional? Eight out of ten lurkers in movies and TV shows are reading newspapers...

But I didn't see the judge who was serving as a priest. I don't know if he hadn't arrived yet or if he was in disguise.

After just a brief glance, Ron already had a basic understanding of the surrounding situation.

Dolores waited for Ron's response, and her golden eyes were always staring at Ron. She tried to confirm some of her judgments from the expression on Ron's face.

If Ron already knew this, it means Ron is really a prophet.

If Ron showed even a little bit of surprise on his face, in Dolores's mind, Ron would become a liar.

But what made Dolores feel strange was that the expression on Ron's face looked quite strange. When he first heard the news, he acted extremely calm, and even his movements of drinking tea did not fluctuate at all. .

But soon, Ron's movements became stiff.

There was a slight surprise on his face, and this surprise turned into excitement in less than two seconds.

What the hell is this?

Even though Dolores was very good at judging other people's inner thoughts through changes in their expressions, at this moment, she couldn't tell what Ron was thinking deep inside.

It was difficult to judge what Ron was really thinking. Dolores could only cough softly and wake Ron up from his own world: "Mr. Ron, did you hear what I said?"

"Ah, of course, of course." Ron nodded: "Someone wants to kill me, but I don't know who Princess Dolores is talking about?"

"Is this the inquisitor appointed by Vice-Pope Apraun Montgomery?"

"Apostles sent by the Eternal Freedom Sect?"

"Or are you talking about the guests who came from afar from the Spang Theocracy?" Ron raised his eyebrows. He seemed to be completely unconcerned about the crisis he encountered: "Let me think about it, this time the Spang Theocracy How many people did the Congress arrange to come over, the executioners? The secret guards in brocade? There is no doubt that the third witch princess Lidya is here too, right? Oh, I almost forgot about my stupid brother..."

According to the game plot, in the game, after Ron was killed and before the Spang Theocracy prepared to start a war, it arranged for a group of people to enter the Kingdom of Granville to negotiate.

The leader of this group is the third witch princess Lydia and his so-called brother, Melville Copperfield.

hiss!

Dolores looked at Ron with shock in her eyes.

She had just learned about the information about Melville and the third witch princess Lydia, but she didn't expect that Ron already knew everything about it.

He even told some information that he didn't know about, the judge arranged by Apu, the apostle arranged by the Eternal Freedom Sect... How many people has this guy offended?

However, this is enough to prove that Ron is definitely a prophet.

You know, Ron had been in a coma before this and just woke up last night. Who else, except the prophet, could have this ability to control everything?

But now looking at Mr. Ron's attitude, it is obvious that he does not take these assassinations seriously. The three waves of killers who seem to be powerful are just pure clowns to Mr. Ron, and there is no way they can cause any harm to Mr. Ron.

Dolores was in awe, and subconsciously sat up straight, placing her little hands on her slender thighs like a lady.

There was a slight blush on her face, and she opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to speak, as if she was afraid that she might accidentally offend the being in front of her.

After all, this is a real prophet.

No wonder Ron was favored by the mysterious captain.

And Dolores's change made Lucius and a group of second-generation nobles in Carlisle around them stunned. Ron's ability to kiss this lady's little hand was enough to shock them, but why did this lady seem to be well-behaved now? The kitten's original appearance of a thorny rose seemed to have completely disappeared in an instant.

What on earth did this guy do?

Master!

She was speechless for a moment, and the oppressive atmosphere made Dolores feel a little unbearable. She twisted slightly: "Sir, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Ron raised his eyebrows: "I can't help it. There are too many people who want to kill me, so I'm used to it."

"If this is fate, then I will accept it calmly." Ron Tian said shamelessly.

Dolores admired Ron's mentality even more. This is the kind of mind that only a true master can possess.

Whether he is favored or humiliated, life or death is up to him.

How many people in this world can achieve such a state?

Originally, Dolores hoped to tie Ron to the chariot of the Granville royal family. There was no doubt about the value of the prophet. No matter what the price, Dolores could accept it even if she was allowed to marry Ron.

After all, there is no one else in the royal family who can be used for marriage except her.

She is the only normal princess. If Ron is really a prophet, then he is worthy of her. But now, it is Dolores who has lost her confidence.

Ron's level even made Dolores feel ashamed of herself. Maybe it was her who was not worthy of him?

Ever since she was a child, this was the first time in twenty years that Dolores was so unsure of herself. She took a deep breath, barely suppressing the strange thoughts that emerged in her heart, and looked at Ron again with her golden eyes: "Sir, what do you think of the current situation in Granville?"

Ron raised his eyebrows, not sure how Dolores changed the topic so abruptly, but he still thought about it seriously.

Delores, Ron doesn't hate this woman, it's better to say he likes her very much.

After all, the satisfaction of conquering a princess is unimaginable.

After a few seconds, Ron finally spoke slowly: "The dragon race is destroyed. Without the suppression of the dragon race, the ambitions of humans, elves, giants, orcs, and those who hold power and strength in various races and kingdoms will expand wildly."

"It won't be long before the world is in chaos. The most important thing for the Kingdom of Granville right now is... training its troops."

"Only a strong army can protect the dignity and security of the Kingdom of Granville."

Dolores's eyes were shining, and the man in front of her had the same idea as hers.

Her body was shaking with excitement. This was the first time she met someone who could agree with her thoughts. The current royal family and nobles had long lost their original vigor due to the long period of peace.

They can't see the danger in the future at all, they just want to get drunk and have fun.

They believe that even if there is a world war and the world is in chaos, they are still nobles. Even if they change to another country, their status as nobles will not change in any way.

They enjoyed the wealth brought by the black oil and believed that money could solve everything, but they did not know that after losing the protection of the dragon clan, the black oil would become the source of disaster for the Kingdom of Granville.

If you do nothing, you will be trampled under the iron hoofs of your neighboring countries.

If the original Dolores wanted to marry Ron, she just used her beautiful and sexy body, plus her royal status, in exchange for Ron, a prophet, to support the royal family.

There is no emotional entanglement in this, it is just an exchange of interests.

So now, Dolores really likes this man... After all, it is not easy to find a spiritually compatible partner.

At this moment, Ron's voice sounded: "Is there anything else, Princess? If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

Ron wanted to withdraw.

The longer I stayed in front of Dolores, the more attractive this woman became.

Ron could hardly suppress the impulse in his heart.

He noticed something unusual... Even if it was a woman as charming and beautiful as Elsa, or even a plump and seductive saint like Christian, he had never been so impulsive.

"Wait a minute..." Dolores said quickly: "There is one last question."

"please say."

"I want to know..." Dolores hesitated, but it was obvious that she wanted to know the answer to this question: "Am I really my father's daughter?"

This question sounds a little weird.

But Ron understood Dolores' concerns very well.

"Her Royal Highness, please don't worry at all in this regard. You are indeed your father's daughter." Ron said calmly.

Dolores suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this problem had been tormenting her for a long time.

"But... your father may not think so." Ron added.

Dolores's body suddenly tensed: "Why, why?"

"You know the reason better than I do. Most of your brothers and sisters are weird, but your appearance and temperament look very normal. It's hard for your father not to doubt whether he has been cuckolded," Ron said.

"The relationship between you father and daughter will become more and more distant, even worse than a stranger."

Even worse than a stranger, that is... an enemy.

After all...it was Dolores who personally drove the sword into her father's chest, staged a tragedy of a loving father and a filial daughter.

The calm princess was obviously a little flustered after hearing Ron's prophecy: "Then, what should I do?"

Ron tilted his head and thought for a while, the expression on his face became more and more strange: "Your Highness Princess Dolores, may I ask..."

"Do you want to be queen?"

Dolores will be the sharpest sword in Ron's plan to stir up destiny!

Chapter 3: Four Thousand Six Sent, updated today to Twelve Thousand.

Chapter 88: A loving father and a filial daughter (an extra update for the alliance leader)

Larnaca City.

Noble district.

Earl John's body lay quietly on the large and soft bed. The large room was filled with a strong stench. Even if all the windows were opened, this disgusting smell could not be completely released.

Virgil is performing rituals to soothe the soul of Earl John.

This is the tradition of the Kingdom of Granville. After people die, clergy are often invited to perform one last prayer, hoping that the soul of the deceased can enter the arms of the goddess of dawn.

Powerful nobles often hire high-ranking clergymen, such as bishops like Virgil.

Virgil was also happy to accept such a job, after all, these nobles were very generous.

But... seeing Earl John's wrinkled face, Virgil couldn't help but frown.

In recent times, gray-haired old people like this have often died.

Although it is normal for elderly people of this age to die, the strange thing is that every dead elderly person releases a strong stench from their body... The previous ones may have been because the bodies were not discovered for a long time, so they rotted and stunk.

But this Earl John in front of me was fine last night.

Virgil's face was a little gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be able to peek into a large invisible net that was constantly closing.

And he, Ron, Irelia, Serafina... are just small fish in this big net, struggling in vain.

Gudong!

He squirmed his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

It seems that I need to discuss this with my good brother.

……

"Do you want to be queen?"

Not a queen, but an empress!

Ron didn't know that his good brother was talking about him. At this moment, his mind was filled with a crazy idea.