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

Chapter 25 Heart of Ostara (1)

Also, are you the goddess of dawn, right? To actually create so many tentacles, isn’t this the evil god’s thing? Moreover, it’s still hanging around him!

Under extreme fear, Ron still couldn't help but murmur in his heart. He tried to struggle, but the indescribable pressure had enveloped his whole body, making him unable to move at all.

Could it be that he really wants to die here?

Why did Elsa, as a system, not give any warning at all?

He subconsciously wanted to look for Elsa, but found that Elsa had separated from his body at some point and was floating quietly beside him.

The long black and white hair is flowing gently.

She didn't show the slightest panic because of Ron's predicament, as if she didn't care about the life or death of Ron, the host.

Elsa was as quiet as ever.

She tilted her head, and her beautiful eyes stared quietly at the goddess statue opposite. On that beautiful face, Ron saw a different expression for the first time, and she was confused.

Confused about why?

As if infected by Elsa's tranquility, Ron's originally panicked heart gradually calmed down, and then he discovered that the situation was a little different from what he expected.

The idol opens its eyes.

The gaze of the goddess.

But this kind of gaze is obviously different from the gaze he received outside the church before.

The sight outside the temple made Ron feel like a light on his back, sharp and depressing.

Although the goddess' gaze made Ron panic, he didn't feel much else. At most, he could hear some delicate sounds in his ears.

He couldn't understand what these ravings were trying to convey!

There were no signs of him losing control and going crazy. Although the slender and transparent tentacles were wrapped around his body, they did not harm Ron's body. The tentacles just squirmed slowly, as if they were sensing something, although the touch was somewhat weird.

Slippery and warm, just like a girl's delicate skin.

Only Ron, and at most Elsa, could see all of this. Seeing in the eyes of Virgil next to him, Ron just stared at the statue of the goddess of dawn in front of him in a daze.

This gave Virgil a strange feeling in his heart.

Virgil knew that his brother was more...well, frank.

He liked beautiful women and made no secret of it. Virgil didn't dislike such a guy.

However, there are so many such people, in the church, among the nobles, there are a lot of them, even himself... Ahem, he, Virgil, is a gentleman, different from those people.

The statue of the goddess was indeed perfectly carved. Even the most beautiful nun would be dimmed in front of the statue of the goddess of dawn. But this was the first time that Virgil saw an idiot who dared to stare at the statue of the goddess in a daze.

This brother, isn't he thinking of some bad pictures in his mind?

Seeing this, Virgil was afraid that his good brother would pick up a quill and write two obscene verses on the statue...

Blasphemy, even if the goddess of dawn probably no longer exists, this is definitely blasphemy.

He can't keep watching his good brother fall like this. Even if he is lustful, there are many beautiful nuns in the church. He must not set his sights on the goddess. If the old-fashioned people in the church see this, there will definitely be an uproar.

"Brother, come to your senses." Virgil grinned and said, reaching out to pat Ron on the shoulder.

But before his hand could touch Ron, the goddess statue in front of him suddenly burst into dazzling light. Virgil's face changed slightly and he subconsciously stepped back.

Immediately afterwards, the light suddenly shrank.

Right in the center of the light was a heart-shaped necklace that was as clear as crystal.

Without the support of light, the necklace fell downwards, landing right in Ron's outstretched palm.

The tentacles wrapped around his body had faded away, and Ron regained control of his body. He looked at the goddess statue in front of him with a complicated expression. The goddess statue also returned to normal, and its opened eyes dropped again, just like the one he saw at first. There is no difference at all.

Ron didn't know what this meant, and he didn't even have a direction to think about.

The only thing that was certain was that the goddess's change had not had any bad impact on him for the time being. He took a long breath and looked down at the necklace in his palm: Heart of Ostara!

[Heart of Ostara: a special prop, it will become your second heart. 】

The equipment did not belong to any grade, and the introduction was very simple and not difficult to understand, but Ron felt some kind of indescribable chill.

Ostara, this is... the taboo of the goddess of dawn!

For a long time, Ron silently hung Ostara's heart around his neck.

Virgil next to him had a dull face, his eyes were wide-eyed, and he hadn't even recovered from the shock just now.

Damn it, what on earth is going on?

Could it be said that this is the gift of the goddess?

Why did a favor that had not appeared for thousands of years, and that even the Pope had never received, befall Ron?

Could it be that it was because this guy stared at the statue with blasphemous eyes? Do you want to be so nonsense?

Virgil simply couldn't understand it. His eyes were completely confused and he kept looking between Ron and the goddess statue. If he didn't know Ron's details, he would even wonder if there was something between Ron and the goddess of dawn. What adultery.

Hiss... To describe the goddess of dawn with adultery is simply blasphemy.

Immediately afterwards, Virgil's body shivered violently, his face turned pale, and big beads of sweat began to roll down his face.

He remembered that he had spoken nonsense in front of Ron before, saying that the goddess probably no longer existed... Will the goddess punish him because of his words?

Virgil was horrified.

Wait, if Brother Ron got the gift of the goddess because he stared at the statue of the goddess with blasphemous eyes, although Virgil felt that such a goddess was simply sick, but... if he did the same thing , is it also possible...

A certain thought emerged in his chest, and in an instant, burning heat filled his body.

Virgil's throat was crawling. After a few seconds, the originally very smart bishop made a decision. He tried hard to adjust the expression on his face, with three parts contempt, three parts ridicule, and three parts blasphemy in his eyes. , looking at the statue in front of him indifferently.

"what!"

The next moment, Virgil screamed, covered his eyes with his hands, and squatted down.

There was blood flowing between the fingers.

Seeing Virgil's face covered in blood, Ron was surprised: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"No, I'm fine..." Virgil stopped screaming, put down his palms, and wiped his face with his sleeves.

His eyes were still crimson, and when he saw Ron's figure dimly, he felt a surge of sadness and anger in his heart.

Why? Why? Why?

Everyone is doing the same thing, why did Ron get the gift of the goddess, but he was punished by the goddess?

Just because Ron is a little more handsome and younger than me?

Goddess of Dawn, isn’t this too much of a double standard?

Of course, Virgil would never dare to say what was in his heart. Once he said it, his eyes would not just be injured, but would probably turn into paste in an instant.

What's even more sad is that Virgil found out that although he was punished by the goddess, not only did his faith not decrease, he was even more pious than ever before, because his goddess... still existed.

He was annoyed that he was useless, took a deep breath, suppressed the grief and anger in his heart, and even forced a smile at Ron: "Oh, my brother, I'm fine, please don't worry, congratulations, you have achieved The goddess’s approval.”

"Now, let us see to what vocation you are fitted for in the Church."

As he spoke, Virgil looked at the Dawn Bible placed on the confession table in front of the statue of the goddess.

The thick title page was opened out of thin air. It was clear that there was no wind in the church, but the pages were rattling.

A few seconds later, the Dawn Bible stopped on a special page. On the page was a figure wearing a white robe and praying devoutly in front of the statue of the goddess.

"My brother, you seem suitable to be a...priest?"

　Here comes the first chapter, thank you all for your support.

　　

　

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