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

Chapter 106 You should have children first (2)

Lidya's eyes were filled with madness. She felt that she had finally found the hope of her life and finally saw the goal she had been working towards.

Royal family, nobility, church!

These are three big mountains that are weighing on everyone in the entire Spang Theocracy. As long as these three mountains are knocked down, no one knows what the Spang Theocracy will look like, but it will definitely not be worse than it is now.

It's not that Lydia hasn't considered what impact it would have if a riot was launched. She just knew that if she didn't do anything and didn't try, the Spang Theocracy would never change, as the master said Like that, no matter how many countries and territories the Spang Theocracy captured, the civilians of the Spang Theocracy could only live like slaves.

This country is rotten from the roots.

Ron is very satisfied with the current training... ahem, guidance.

He understood the principle of giving up when he was ready, and did not continue to instill more thoughts into Lidya. He stretched his arms vigorously. A night of fighting was really exhausting. After all, he had fought with Charlene successively, hell The four masters of the Inquisitor, Melville, and Lydia had a good round of battles. It was really not easy for Ron, who only had nine extraordinary stars... Ron thought shamelessly in his heart. With.

He walked towards Dolores and said, "Your Royal Highness, thank you for your assistance."

Ron knew very well that no other force had come to interfere until now, and it was obviously arranged by Delores.

Moreover, the person who hunted down the thirteen gilded secret guards and executioners under Lydia, and even said that Lydia did not appear on the battlefield as quickly as possible to prevent the fight between Melville and the Inquisitor of Hell. It was probably Delori. Silk is helping.

Although his plan is considered quite complete, it would never have gone so smoothly without Dolores's help.

Even though Ron had said before that he didn't need help, his help to Dolores was not ungrateful.

Dolores also smiled tenderly: "You are the man I recognize. No matter who it is, if they want to take action against you, they must get through me first."

Sister is so cool!

She is worthy of being a princess, and she speaks domineeringly.

After a few more brief greetings, Ron left with Charlene and Lidya.

With two heroic guards around him, Ron felt very safe.

Dolores didn't hold back, she just stared at Ron's back silently until she couldn't see him anymore. Then Dolores looked away, and then her pretty face suddenly bulged, and she actually looked quite cute. .

She seemed a little angry: "Obviously he is the man I am looking for, but now he is giving advice to another woman. He is really a playboy."

It was obvious that Dolores was quite unhappy with Ron guiding Lydia. She tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Sure enough, I should give birth to the child first before I can tie him to me."

"You think so, Sister Anna..."

A female warrior wearing armor and a silver mask on her face emerged from Dolores's side silently.

You can't see the expression on her face clearly, but you can see through her eyes how helpless the female warrior named Anna is feeling at this moment.

Delores turned her head and glanced at the crumbling hotel building behind her: "It seems that we have to change our accommodation."

"Go to the City Lord's Mansion. There is no need to hide your identity anymore."

"After all, the Marquis of York's daughter and I have fallen in love with the same man. We still need to have a good communication in this regard."

……

On the other side, Ron was not in a hurry to return to the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Instead, he took Lidya and Charlene to another building opposite the Sykes Hotel.

Just before, Ron had felt the gaze of a certain existence through the window.

It seemed to be an old man with white hair and beard.

The scene was very brief and passed by in a blink of an eye. Ron had no chance to see the man clearly. In addition, he had to prepare for the assassination of Melville and the Inquisitor of Hell at the time, so Ron had to give up his plan to check.

Now that the matter is over, Ron doesn't feel that the other person is still in the room, but he still plans to go over and take a look.

This is also a hotel, but the scale is much smaller than the Sykes Hotel, and the consumption is not as exaggerated as the Sykes Hotel.

The hotel is still a bit chaotic.

You can see many guests leaving with large and small boxes of luggage in their hands. Although the main battlefield is at the Sykes Hotel, it has also been affected to some extent.

Even the hotel waiters disappeared completely.

Above the head, you can still see the magic chandelier shaking violently, and the white walls are covered with large and small cracks... Although the impact is not that exaggerated, it still looks scary enough.

However, this was more convenient for Ron. Following the location in his memory, Ron walked upstairs.

The stairs were also filled with guests who were eager to leave. Under the crowd, bumps and bumps were inevitable, and a man in a white robe accidentally bumped into Ron.

"Ah, sorry."

The man apologized quickly.

Ron looked over and saw that he was a slender middle-aged man. Unlike the others, this guy didn't even salute. It seemed that he was frightened by the movement at the Sykes Hotel.

"It doesn't matter." Ron is not the kind of person who would care about such a trivial matter: "Actually, there is no need to be so anxious. It seems that it is over at the Sykes Hotel."

"Really? That's great." The middle-aged man suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief: "But it's better to leave here early. If anything happens and this hotel collapses, I will have to Buried inside.”

The middle-aged man said quickly. He seemed to be very scared and did not dare to stay on the stairs for too long. His figure was quickly submerged in the crowd and disappeared in a short time.

Ron frowned slightly, feeling like he had seen that middle-aged man somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

He carefully searched his mind for people of his age who he knew, but still found nothing.

Speaking of which, a grown man actually wears perfume... Could this guy be a curvy person?

Ron accidentally thought of a bad scene, and his body shivered. He shook his head and walked upstairs faster. It was obviously only a few floors away, but because the stairs were all packed, it actually took Ron and the three of them nearly half an hour to get to the top floor... If I had known better, I wouldn't have taken the stairs. It might have been faster to just climb the wall. a little.

It didn't take long for Ron to find the room. When he was about to open the door, he suddenly frowned and a strange smell floated out from the crack in the door and entered Ron's nose.

It was like an octopus that had rotted and been exposed to the sun for two days and two nights in the middle of summer.

The disgusting smell instantly activated Ron's memory.

The potion shop that Herman visited.

The dead shop owner released this weird smell.

A bad premonition grew in Ron's heart. He made a gesture to Lidya and Charlene. The two women had the same mind with Ron. Charlene suddenly disappeared, and Lidya also took out the dark staff, ready for battle.

Immediately, Ron suddenly raised his foot and kicked the door open with a bang.

call……

The strong stench lost its seal and surged forward.

In an instant, Ron felt that the air had become extremely thick.

Charlene and Lidya were heard retching uncontrollably. As a killer, Charlene was used to seeing blood and internal organs. As an undead witch, Lidya often came into contact with corpses and remains. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are experienced, but at this time, even these two women cannot bear the taste. You can imagine how bad this taste is.

Ron's throat was also crawling, and his belly was rolling.

It seemed like I might vomit out whatever I ate for lunch at any time.

The stench here is far stronger than that of the potion shop.

Holding his breath, he reluctantly raised his head and looked forward. He didn't know if it was because the air was so polluted that Ron even felt that the pictures he saw in front of him were hazy.

While covering his mouth and nose, Ron walked along the wall, trying not to damage the scene.

Under your feet, you can feel a strange stickiness.

The filthy air and weird atmosphere aroused Ron's arms, and tiny pimples appeared on his arms. He reached out and rubbed on the wall, finding the switch.

pat!

Dim yellow lights filled the room.

Looking around, there were five figures lying in the room.

He was motionless, his chest did not rise and fall at all, and he had obviously lost his breath.

Five people died at once. No wonder the stench here was so much stronger than that of the potion dispensary.

The five people were all old men in their sixties or seventies, with messy hair like bird's nests.

Their identities seem to be different. There are nobles in gorgeous clothes, businessmen in gold and silver, tramps in rags, scholars who look gentle, and one who should be a farmer. ...It's hard to imagine why five people like this would get together.

Right in the middle of the five people was a hexagonal magic circle, and the five people fell in one corner of the magic circle.

Further out, six candles were placed according to the positions of several people, but they had all been extinguished. Perhaps these were the candles that Ron had glimpsed before.

Judging from the layout of the scene, one person is missing.

Ron's brows furrowed more and more.

He endured the nausea in his heart and moved closer, pushing aside the messy hair that obscured his face one by one, and each face appeared in front of Ron.

Ron's heart skipped a beat.

The five people, I don't know if it's because they are too old. Although the features on their faces are different, at a glance, there is a strange feeling of similarity.

Ron didn't touch the body anymore, and just took two steps back.

He turned on his spiritual vision.

However, there was nothing in front of him, not even a speck of spiritual light.

This is not normal.

It is said that the soul of a life that has just died will gradually spread. This room should be filled with spiritual lights everywhere, and there will never be nothing like now.

In other words, these five old men lost not only their lives, but even... their souls.

"Damn..." It seemed that although the room was strange, there was no danger, and Charlene finally emerged from invisibility.

She frowned: "It's really smelly here. I don't know how much perfume I need to spray to cover up the smell."

Ron chuckled.

As expected of a woman, these are the first things that come to mind.

But soon, the smile on Ron's face suddenly stiffened.

perfume?

The middle-aged man in a white robe.

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