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

Holt knew very well how exaggerated Agnes's charm was. He didn't believe that any normal man could suppress the impulse in his heart when facing Agnes' plump and plump body.

When he thought of the mysterious man and his princess in his harem, Holt's face became gloomier. Just because he didn't touch it didn't mean he allowed other men to touch her. No king could. Live with this shame.

Wait a minute... Who can guarantee that the mysterious captain only has an affair with a princess named Agnes?

Could it be that he didn't get involved with other princesses?

The more Holt thought about it, the more something was wrong.

He has three hundred and sixty-six princesses. Although the sword is still young, it is impossible to take care of them all. There is no way. The secret skills Holt practices are a bit weird, and can even be said to be inhumane.

It is a practice method similar to plunder. Holder 473 can take the power and talent of women as his own through coitus... Therefore, Holt's strength improves very quickly, but this method There is also a very bad shortcoming, that is, no distinction is made between good and bad when absorbing. The opponent's excellent talents will be absorbed, but the flaws will also be integrated into Holt's body.

This directly led to Holt becoming stronger and more talented, but at the same time, he was also full of flaws.

However, Holt does have some abilities.

This guy has worked out a way over a long period of time, which is to pass on physical defects to future generations through normal intercourse and childbirth.

Every time a certain number of defects are eliminated, Holt will enter a period of decline.

This method greatly reduced Holt's physical defects, but it also led to the fact that although Holt had hundreds of children, these children were born due to inherited defects and were either physically disabled or had intellectual problems. Or both.

There were not many normal people to be found in the entire palace.

It is precisely for this reason that among the aristocracy and even the common people, there are always voices saying that Holt's moral character is lacking and he is not worthy of being a king.

Holt's thinking is very divergent. After thinking about it for a while, he feels that there is indeed something wrong with his harem.

Not all of his children are disabled, the eldest prince and the second prince are all normal... However, they were all born before Holt practiced the secret technique.

Among the children born after practicing secret arts, there seems to be only one normal one.

The great princess, Dolores!

Holt originally liked this eldest daughter. Dolores was extremely talented and among the many princes and princesses, she was the one with the fastest advancement in strength.

Her body has no defects, it is complete, and she has perfectly inherited her mother's excellent bloodline. She has a slim figure and a pretty appearance.

The only problem is his personality, and he is a bit cruel.

Holt originally thought that Dolores's violent character might be a defect that he inherited, but now it seems... is this really a defect?

Among the tens of millions of citizens of the Kingdom of Granville, there are many with violent personalities.

Perhaps, there is no problem with Dolores at all, because she is not his daughter at all.

Her real father, actually the damn captain?

Holt's expression remained unchanged, but Antonio and Hercules, who were familiar with Holt's character, knew that this type of Holt was the most terrifying.

The calmer he became, the more intense and uncontrollable the anger in Holt's chest became.

"Captain...heh..."

"Antonio, is there any very powerful and famous captain in Twilight Continent?" Holt spoke slowly, still with the same hoarse voice.

"Well-known captains..." Antonio thought for a moment and immediately gave the answer: "Most captains of merchant ships are not very strong. The most famous captains are probably those who have been floating in the Dusk Sea all year round. That’s a bunch of pirates.”

"Among this group of pirates, the most famous is the King of the Seven Seas!"

"The kings of the seven seas do not bow to any country. They plunder everything, even the government ships of the major kingdoms. They do evil and have a bad reputation."

"However, this is not the King of the Seven Seas. Their strength is basically at the epic level. With Hercules and I guarding them, they should not be able to break into the palace...unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless it's Captain Prescott of the Netherworld. I heard that this person is the best at hiding. He comes and goes without a trace, just like a ghost."

"I'm afraid he is the only one who can break into the palace silently while the two of us are blocking it." Antonio thought for a moment and replied.

"That's it..." Holt's eyes dropped: "Arrange a group of people."

"Kill him."

Even if he doesn't use his woman, he will never allow others to get involved with it.

For Holt, it didn't matter whether Prescott was the mysterious captain in Agnes's mouth. What mattered was that he wanted to vent.

On the other side, Agnes finally left the palace.

Although it was late at night, Agnes was not sleepy at all.

Walking on the streets, Wangcheng seems strange yet familiar.

She really hasn't left that small cage for a long time, and her contact with the outside world is almost all through secret techniques.

Looking up at the stars above her head, Agnes's admiration for Mr. Captain increased even more. He was worthy of being Mr. Captain. Just one word made Holt dare not move rashly. Seeing her leaving the palace, nothing happened. Dare to do it.

Originally, Agnes's belief in the God of Eternal Freedom was not that devout.

On the soul-crossing boat, they learned that Lord Seleos, the God of Eternal Freedom, had died. At this moment, all Agnes' piety was immediately transferred to Mr. Captain.

The princess couldn't help but have a strong curiosity in her heart.

What kind of existence is Mr. Captain?

Is He a god?

No, perhaps, it is a being greater than gods.

Agnes's eyes were shining, her small white hands were clasped behind her back, and her slender legs were bouncing gently on the road. She didn't go home... She didn't have any respect for the family that abandoned her because of their own interests. Nostalgic.

Thinking back on her already blurred memories, Agnes walked towards the headquarters of the Church of the Dawn Goddess.

Completing Mr. Captain’s mission is the most important thing!

The figure under the moonlight is pure and like a girl!

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the other side.

Larnaca City.

Ron didn't know how much of a commotion the words he taught Agnes caused, and even his other target, Delores the Thorn and the Rose, was innocently involved.

The morning sun shone on his face and Ron opened his eyes.

Next to her, Irelia had already stood up and was arranging her appearance in front of the dressing table.

The word "natural beauty" is the most suitable to describe Irelia. Even without any cosmetics, Irelia still looks pure and charming.

He quietly hugged Irelia's slender waist from behind and placed his chin on Irelia's shoulder. He could smell Irelia's alluring fragrance on her slender and elegant neck.

Irelia's cheeks were slightly red, but she did not struggle. She even leaned back a little to allow Ron to hold her more comfortably.

The pressure on my lover was so great that even when he was asleep, his brows were tightly knitted together.

Irelia knows that her strength is very weak, and she has just started chanting, so she cannot help her lover much... The only thing she can do is to let her lover release the pressure on her.

The smooth, silver hair hangs down from her head to her waist, sparkling in the morning sun. Her whole person looks clean and refined, like an angel descending into the world, spotless, pure and holy.

Some hair strands crossed Ron's face, causing a slight itchiness.

Only then did Ron realize that Irelia was dressed extremely sexy at this moment.

She was wearing a black nun's uniform. At first glance, it seemed to be the same as usual, but as long as she got a little closer, she would find that on the slender waist, there were diamond-shaped hollows on both sides of the nun's uniform. , the silk fabric is extremely thin, and the fair skin inside can be clearly seen.

The hem of the nun's uniform was slit directly to the thigh. From Ron's angle, he could clearly see a pair of beautiful legs as round as jade, wrapped in pure white stockings. At this moment, the future White Saint is dressed just like the serving nun in the small room... And when Irelia is dressed like this, she is even more attractive than the real serving nun. .

Early in the morning is when men are most impulsive.

What's more, with such a goblin in front of him, Ron's breathing has become a little rapid.

"Are you going to go out wearing this outfit?" With a slight gasp, Ron asked in Irelia's ear, his lips almost touching Irelia's earlobe.

The temptation of Irelia is getting stronger and stronger. The purity of the saint and the temptation of the witch are perfectly integrated in Irelia. Every time he sees Irelia, Ron can feel it. A strong urge to become one with Irelia.

Of course, what Ron didn't know was that Irelia had the same impulse in her heart.

"How could it be? Only you can see this body."

Irelia murmured, she turned around, stood up, stared at the man in front of her with her amber eyes, blurred in the depths of her eyes, her little hands clasped in front of her chest: "Then, devout believer, you Do you want to confess your sins to the nun?"

what is this? Is it a genuine COSPLY?

Ron's throat squirmed, and the impulse in his chest surged rapidly due to Irelia's words. He gasped like a beast: "Of course, beautiful nun..."

"I am full of sins, waiting for repentance..."

With a wave of his hand, the curtains automatically closed, blocking out the sunlight!

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