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

Chapter 132 The Agreement with the Great Saint (3)

What nonsense is this guy talking about?

Looking at the great saint not far away, Virgil had a strange expression on his face.

When he and Gerald visited the Great Saint before, the Great Saint said that she would stay here for a while and would not return to the headquarters so soon. As for the purpose, it was naturally for Ron.

At this moment, Christian seemed to feel the gazes of Ron and Virgil, and walked toward Ron with elegant steps. Before the people arrived, the unique fragrance penetrated Ron's nose.

Christian didn't find it too dirty, nor was he too jealous of the saintly girl's posture. She sat down quietly next to her like Ron, and her fair face could be seen from the corner of her eye.

"What's wrong? The matter should have been resolved smoothly. Why don't you look happy?"

"By the way, I said before that I hope to invite you to the headquarters to serve as the Holy Son. How are you considering it?"

Her voice was rustling and quite pleasant.

"That's my honor." Ron smiled and said quietly.

Christian's eyes were filled with joy: "Then when are you going to leave? Don't be too anxious. If you still have unsolved matters in Larnaca City, you can solve them slowly. I'll stay here and wait for you."

Ron shook his head slightly, with a smile on his face: "You will be leaving soon."

After Christian leaves, the repairman's backhand will gradually be revealed.

Ron had a hunch that this time wouldn't be long, maybe in the next second.

Christian was stunned for a moment. Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt something itchy in her ear. She put a finger on her ear and heard the voice of Sister Deina, the forgotten person who stayed at the headquarters of the Church of the Dawn Goddess. Soon it was ringing in my ears.

Christian's expression gradually changed.

A few seconds later, Christian pressed the hem of her skirt with both hands and stood up. Her expression became very solemn and she looked at Ron: "Sir, have you seen such a future?"

"How to say?"

"The headquarters of the Church of the Dawn Goddess is built on a huge seal, and what is suppressed in the seal is an evil god. Guarding the seal and repairing the seal are the duties of the Great Saint."

"Now that the seal is broken, we must return to the headquarters of the Church of the Dawn Goddess immediately. Otherwise, once the seal is completely broken and the evil god is born, the consequences will be disastrous." Christian said in a deep voice.

This seal has not fluctuated at all in the more than ten years since she took over as the Great Saint. Who would have thought that it would suddenly loosen.

It is even said that in the 8,000-year history of the Dawn Goddess Church, there is no record of any seals being loosened. As a great saint, as long as she inputs a certain amount of magic power into the seal every few months, she can keep the seal running.

Beside him, Virgil's expression turned extremely gloomy for a moment.

Sure enough, fate has not changed.

Ron's face was very calm. He was not surprised at all. The repairman's skills had gradually begun to show.

Ron knew that the Evil God was sealed in the headquarters of the Church of Dawn, but Ron didn't expect that the repairman would actually start from here. After all, this seal has not had any problems in the game for more than 20 years. It belongs to that kind of background. description in.

After a brief pause, Christian spoke again: "Sir, how about you go to the headquarters with me now?"

Ron shook his head: "I can't leave."

Christian's breathing stagnated slightly, and he was about to say something. At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly came from a distance.

Subconsciously looking in the direction of the sound, a staggering old figure appeared in front of everyone.

Serafina's expression was even weirder: "Uncle Anthony? Why are you here?"

The old man was Anthony, the old butler of the Marquis of York family. His face was pale and he looked very anxious. He ran all the way over, his legs were trembling. His voice was like a drake whose throat was pinched: "Eldest...else, it's not good...master, The master was kidnapped by Snow Philip, and he wants you and Mr. Ron to go see him, and not bring anyone else with you, otherwise he will kill the master."

Ron breathed out, this repairman is not even acting... This arrangement is quite rough. It is obviously a temporary remedy set up by the repairman in a short period of time. It is far different from the original arrangements. Silky, so smooth.

But this is a good thing for Ron. The rougher it is, the more holes it means.

He dusted off his butt, stood up, and said to Christian: "Look, I just said I couldn't leave."

"The seal is important, go back, don't worry, sooner or later I will go to the royal city to find you."

Christian had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what exactly was wrong. Coupled with the threat of the broken seal, once the evil god is born, it will be a disaster for the entire Granville, and even the Twilight Continent. After struggling for a few seconds, Christina gradually regained her composure. She looked at Ron and directed at Ron. En raised his right hand: "Then we made an appointment..."

Ron smiled slightly and raised his right hand as well: "It's an appointment."

Snapped!

Interlaced palms.

Christian felt a little weird. This was the first time that she cared so much about a man. She stamped her feet and jumped into the air: "Then I'll wait for you in the Royal City!" The voice floated in the sky, and the graceful figure was already floating in the direction of the Royal City. Fly over.

After sending Christian away, Ron turned and looked at Anthony: "Where is Snowphilip?"

"The old house of the Philip family, he said, only Mr. Ron and Miss Serafina can go there. If a third person is found, he will kill the master... Mr. Ron, please, save my family. Sir." Anthony's eyes were a little red.

Ron glanced at Charlene quietly.

The excellent female killer understood the situation and disappeared silently.

Ron grabbed Serafina's trembling little hand: "Serafina, it's okay, I promise."

Immediately, Ron looked to the side: "Virgil, take people back to Morol Church immediately. There may be problems there. Bringing Lydia with you may be of some help."

As for Archbishop Gerald... If possible, I really hope this kind little old man can survive.

……

Larnaca City.

The destruction of the Young God and the Black Beast caused quite a shock to the city.

However, because a large number of city guards were arranged to appease the people, people did not fall into chaos. People in small and large groups on the street were gathering together, talking about what the dazzling white light was about.

On the noisy street, a pregnant woman was staggering. She wore a bright red flower on her head, but her fingers were as rough as tree bark.

In front of her was the Morol Cathedral.

This is a woman in her twenties. Judging from the fluffy skirt on her body, although she is not a noble, she should have a pretty good family background. She is probably a young lady from a merchant family. Judging from the face shape and facial features, this is a sign. She is a beautiful woman, but her complexion looks rather haggard.

As for the reason for being haggard, maybe it's because the loose skirt stretched out her taut belly... Even pregnant women who are ten months pregnant and about to give birth are not so exaggerated.

Could it be that these are multiple births?

In line with the responsibilities and conscience of the priests, the two nuns at the door immediately walked quickly to the pregnant woman, one on the left and the other on the right, supporting the pregnant woman, for fear that the pregnant woman would accidentally fall.

"Madam, are you about to give birth?" A nun drew the shape of a rising sun on her chest: "I'm very sorry. You may have to wait for a while. The senior priests in the church have temporarily left, but please don't worry. I believe they will come back soon, Goddess Dawn, I believe you will be able to give birth to a healthy baby."

Some pregnant women from wealthy families choose to give birth in churches.

This is a very natural choice. After all, the church has a large number of priests who are good at healing. Even if a hemorrhage occurs, they can be treated in time. It is the best choice for pregnant women and fetuses.

In the eyes of these two nuns, this pregnant woman was naturally the same.

A slight smile appeared on the woman's face, and she stroked her belly with her fingers: "I also believe that he will be a very healthy child."

Her smile seemed to have a very special contagion, which made the nun next to her couldn't help laughing: "You should have asked your family to send you here. For a pregnant woman like you, it would be very difficult for you to fall alone along the way." It’s too dangerous.”

The pregnant woman shook her head slightly: "Everyone in the family is gone."

The two nuns looked slightly stiff, with a hint of apology on their faces: "Sorry, we don't know..."

"It doesn't matter. Although they are no longer here, I know that they will always be with me." The smile on the pregnant woman's face became warmer. She gently stroked her belly while looking at the two nuns: "I'm sorry, can I?" Can you prepare some food for me? My child said he is a little hungry."

When the two nuns looked at each other, they could see the strange look in each other's eyes. It seemed that the pregnant woman was greatly shocked by the absence of her family members, and her spirit became a little abnormal.

What a poor woman. No wonder, look at how rough her hands are. They are no better than dry bark. She also wears a red flower on her head, which is obviously a sign of dementia.

A nun sighed and said softly: "What do you want to eat, bread or..."

Before she finished speaking, the nun suddenly noticed that the pregnant woman in front of her had become extremely strange. Her eyes were covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes, and there seemed to be something strange and furry moving around the big eye circles.

Slender, scarlet lines gradually extend from around the eyes, like the stamens of some kind of flower.

puff!

The nun's face was horrified, and before she even had time to scream, a strange sound sounded.

The red and slender stamens had already penetrated her chest.

"heart……"

"My children say...the heart of a priest is the most delicious!"

　Chapter 3 is here, and there will be an update today.

　　

　

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