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

Chapter 284 The Guardian of Destiny takes action (5)

Seeing Holt spurting blood from his mouth, his face pale, and his breath failing, Bach's face was panicked, and he kept sighing in his heart. He is worthy of being a prophet. He is so powerful. With just a few words, Hall was able to win. This old guy was spitting blood.

It's a pity that he stopped spraying after two puffs. If he sprayed a few more puffs, I wonder if this guy would die due to excessive blood loss.

Holt had no idea what Bach was thinking. At this moment, he was just immersed in his own world, stuck in the quagmire of despair, unable to extricate himself.

Obviously, when discussing specific countermeasures with Apu last night, he was still full of confidence. Even if this confidence was just pretending, at least there was still some hope in his heart. But now, all these hopes have been ruthlessly wiped out.

No matter how cunning and cunning Holt was, he still had no idea how he should deal with a being like the prophet. Ron knew all his plans and arrangements clearly. Holt had no doubt that Bach had betrayed him. After all, Ron was a prophet, so it was not surprising that he would know this.

However, Ron asked Bach to send a letter specially. To Holt, it seemed like a demonstration.

He just wanted to tell himself that he already knew something, but I didn't care.

No matter how many experts you struggle with, in my eyes, they are just chickens and dogs.

How much self-confidence do you have to be so arrogant?

However, if Ron really has such terrifying strength, why would he go to such trouble to go directly to the palace and kill all those who dare to disobey him? Wouldn't the matter be solved?

Could it be that there is some other meaning behind why he did this?

Holt thought for a moment, then smiled bitterly. Perhaps this is the calmness of the strong.

He couldn't touch Agnes anyway.

This sentence was like a sharp knife, directly piercing Holt's heart.

Bach raised his head and glanced at Holt quietly, and then said cautiously: "Well, the guy also said that Agnes finally put on the wedding dress, and he would go back to continue enjoying it..."

With such a daughter, who would you marry?

How could there be such scum in this world?

What a bad hobby.

Holt gasped hard. Now his heart was in chaos, and his brain couldn't think normally at all. He didn't even care about the blood on the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and looked at Bach opposite in a daze: "He also said What?"

It's just a pity that it's too late to regret now.

Want Dolores? Just give it to him.

What a bastard.

As the most beautiful princess in Holt's harem, he knew very well how beautiful Agnes looked in a wedding dress, but he didn't even have time to taste this beauty, but he took advantage of that bastard Ron first.

Still wearing a wedding dress? Do you want to have such a good time?

The more Holt thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he hated it. He couldn't get rid of the knot in his chest, and the more he held it in, the more uncomfortable he became. Then, wow, the blood spurted out and couldn't stop at all.

He wants Agnes? Just give it to him.

Holt really felt strong regret in his heart. Perhaps, from the beginning, he should not have listened to Apu and went against Ron.

He could easily crush all the obstacles, but he deliberately didn't do so. That man probably just wanted to enjoy the pleasure of a cat playing with a mouse, and wanted to watch his humble lives struggling desperately on his chessboard, and then had to Showing despair.

Nowadays, Holt is in the most chaotic, desperate, and angry time. When he suddenly heard these words, he felt a pain in his heart. With a "wow" sound, another mouthful of blood spurted out. The several puffs I sprayed before add up to more.

No matter what, he wouldn't be in such a embarrassing predicament now.

If he could let go simply and neatly, he might lose a little dignity, but he might still be able to gain Ron's favor. At the very least, seeing as how he honestly handed over the princess's Faile, he would still only remember his son-in-law. Can get many benefits.

puff……

This enemy is more terrifying than imagined.

That look made Bach's hair stand on end, fearing that the news he had brought would accidentally make Holt angry to death. Seeing that Holt was in extreme anger, it seemed that he couldn't take care of himself for a moment, Bach His body retreated silently. If the furious Holt accidentally killed himself, it would be all over.

As soon as he walked out of the palace, the tension and solemnity on Bach's face disappeared completely in an instant, and a short knife appeared silently in his hand.

Looking at the weapon in his hand, the smile on Bach's face became more and more intense. This is an epic weapon, and it can be strengthened by ten.

He is worthy of being a prophet, and his actions are generous.

From a calculation point of view, working for the Prophet is much more cost-effective than working for Holt. He has served under Holt for so many years, and all the salaries and rewards he has received combined are not as good as this weapon. A few tenths.

This is the difference.

Just thinking about asking others to work for you, without even giving money, who will die if you don’t die? After admiring it for a while, Bach put away the weapon in his hand and disappeared silently. According to the prophet, after delivering this news, he could temporarily retire. If he continued to Hanging around in front of Holt is very likely to arouse Holt's suspicion, and if you are not careful, you may die.

Since this is what the prophet said, it naturally makes sense. Although he knows that wealth can be gained in danger, he also understands that once his life is gone, it is all over.

……

On the other side, in the hotel, Ron finally got up.

Next to her is Agnes, who looks lazy.

After struggling all night, it’s not like I was completely deceiving Holt. After all, the combination of wedding dress and white silk garter stockings is definitely more powerful than a forbidden spell. Even Ron can’t withstand it, so that today’s Agni Silk is still as charming as silk, with a peach blossom face.

Agnes's strength is very good. Even if she fights fiercely with beings of the same level for a day and a night, she will not be exhausted. The current laziness is more of an overdraft on the other hand.

Ron kissed Agnes gently on the face again: "You and Lucia are in this hotel, take a rest first, I will go to the Church of the Goddess of Dawn."

Agnes nodded weakly, but she didn't need to worry too much about Ron's safety.

The longer Agnes stays with Ron, the more she feels that Ron is unfathomable. In Adams, there may be people who can hurt Ron, such as Christian and Arianna. An existence that stands at the pinnacle of the legendary level may still be difficult for my husband to deal with.

However, Arianna is currently in retreat, and Saint Christian is having an ambiguous relationship with her husband.

As for everyone else, maybe they should worry about themselves first.

……

"asshole!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"Bitch!"

"Scumbag..."

Almost everything in the study was smashed to pieces by Holt.

His Majesty the King almost racked his brains and cursed all the curse words he could think of. Unfortunately, his talent was limited and he could only use a few curse words.

This situation has been going on for a long time. Hercules and Antonio, who were guarding the door, were silent, and no one dared to break into the study to stop it. Moreover, they can also understand His Majesty the King's current mood, and it is better to let His Majesty the King vent rather than keeping everything in his heart.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the roaring sound in the study gradually decreased.

After another half an hour, Holt walked out of the study. When they saw the current Holt, Antonio and Hercules were both shocked. Although the original King was old, they knew everything. It was an act, but at a glance, Holt now seemed to have suddenly aged more than ten years, with some gray spots on his temples.

The originally smooth skin was now even more wrinkled.

Only those cloudy eyes were filled with a cold, hyena-like light.

He regretted going against Ron, but things had reached this point, and regret was useless. The two sides were already fighting to the death. Even if Ron was willing to stop, Holt was not willing. Ron, that damn bastard, was... This humiliation has completely angered Holt.

"Let's go to the Andre family." Holt spoke slowly in a hoarse voice.

At this moment, Holt has become a machine driven by hatred. As long as he can kill Ron, he will do whatever he is asked to do, even if it means bowing down and apologizing to that bastard August Andre. He can accept any apology.

But Holt just took a step forward.

The expressions of Hercules and Antonio next to them suddenly changed.

With a swipe of his body, he blocked both sides of Holt's side. All his vigilant eyes were fixed on the position in front of him: "Who is it? Get out..."

"Haha, as expected of His Majesty the King of Granville, he is vigilant, and the guards around him are really loyal. I admire him, I admire him..."

Following a clear and sinister voice, a slightly stooped figure gradually emerged from the air in front of him.

"Introduce yourself, Anthony Andre..."

The Guardian of Destiny is on board again.

The repairman has interfered with the world again!

(End of this chapter)