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

This time, Ron's long coma made Irelia feel unprecedented fear. They killed Herman, but did the trajectory of fate really change because of this?

Serafina is a heroic female knight. She is stronger than herself. Irelia will never drive such a master away from her lover out of jealousy.

As long as she could save her lover's life, Irelia even wanted to keep the Holy Maiden by Ron's side.

Ron's eyes swept over Irelia's slender and well-proportioned body, and then looked at Serafina's sexy and toned body. His throat squirmed, and there was an uncontrollable burning sensation in his chest, and strong anticipation grew in his heart.

Ron had never thought of this kind of scenario before.

Especially Serafina and Irelia, two very outstanding girls.

He got a little excited.

But can Serafina really accept this? After all, according to Ron's understanding, Serafina is a girl who adheres to aristocratic etiquette and should be quite repelled by this kind of thing.

But when Ron looked at Serafina, he found that Serafina had not left. Although she still maintained her heroic posture with her hands holding the sword, there was a noise creeping up on her white and tender ears. Layers of red clouds.

Irelia smiled softly and swayed towards Serafina. She quietly closed the door behind her, locked it, and then grabbed Serafina's little hand.

Serafina didn't struggle, but instead puffed up her cheeks with a cute expression.

Seeing the harmonious display between the two girls, Ron already understood that during the time when he was unconscious, the two girls must have had an extremely in-depth communication... Ron didn't know what they were talking about. Yes, there were no serious conflicts.

But at least the two girls had reached an agreement about sharing him.

These two girls are so sweet.

"Let's go, let's take a shower first." Irelia whispered.

After staying by Ron's side for so long, they didn't do much to clean themselves up. This was a special night, and Irelia didn't want to leave a bad impression on Ron.

When passing by Ron, Irelia rolled her eyes at Ron: "Huh... I'm giving you an advantage."

As a prophet, Ron's room was pretty good, and even had two separate bathrooms... Ron didn't know why there were two.

The bathroom door was closed.

Under the soft magic lamp, two slender figures were reflected on the glass door.

Bang!

It was the sound of metal falling to the ground.

The armor has been separated from Serafina's body. Through the glass, Serafina's figure has become slimmer in more than one circle, and her hazy outline is exuding unparalleled temptation.

"Ah...Sister Serafina, you have such a great figure..."

"It's just big, it doesn't look good at all."

"Who said that? It's very beautiful..."

"Sister Irelia, your skin is better. It's soft. Unlike mine, the skin all over your body is hard...ah, your hands..."

In the bathroom, the voices of two girls came vaguely.

Ron's body shivered violently, various images appeared in his mind, and scorching flames were about to spurt out of his nostrils.

What kind of perverted torture is this?

This is simply the most cruel torture in the world.

"Let me tell you, that guy Ron has a bit of a perverted personality. He is an out-and-out stocking addict..."

"Huh? Really? I thought he was a foot control..."

In an instant, Ron's forehead was covered with black lines.

What are these two women planning behind the scenes?

What about stockings?

What foot control?

Is he that kind of person Ron?

He obviously has full control, okay? As long as you look good, no matter how you dress up, it's just the icing on the cake.

Ron got into the bathroom on the other side and let the warm water wash over his body. At the same time, he turned his brain desperately, hoping to divert his attention... For example, think about what the repairman's next plan would be?

It's a pity that that bastard repairman is so insidious. That guy's plan must be very complicated. Ron's mind went blank, and he couldn't think of anything until he left the bathroom...

The waiting time is anxious.

Perhaps not long had passed, and the mechanical clock on the wall had only spun a dozen times, but to Ron, every minute and every second was like a year of suffering. He was curious about why it took so long for a woman to take a bath.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the bathroom door finally opened with a creak.

Along with a puff of water mist, a figure appeared in front of Ron.

The first to come out was Irelia.

Different from her usual appearance in a nun's uniform, today's Irelia was only wrapped in a pure white bath towel, and her two slender legs as round as pillars were completely exposed in front of Ron, reflected in the light. With attractive luster.

Her long, wet silver-white hair hung naturally behind her back, with some water droplets dripping from the ends of her hair, rolling down to the ground along her white and greasy skin.

Seeing Ron's eyes as if he wanted to eat someone, Irelia felt a little satisfied, turned around, grabbed Serafina's little hand, and pulled Serafina's body out of the bathroom.

Although Serafina has always been very decisive and neat, even when she decided to kill Herman, the female knight did not hesitate at all.

But at this time, I couldn't help but feel shy.

He lowered his head and didn't even dare to raise his head to take a look at Ron. A delicate flush appeared on his fair cheeks.

After taking off her armor, Serafina's smooth body became more toned and slim.

She is very tall, and with the same bath towel wrapped around her body, she looks extremely short.

Below the elegant neck is the sexy collarbone. Further down, the bath towel cannot be completely wrapped at all, but can only be wrapped around the lower edge of the buttocks. Two perfectly straight long legs are exposed to Ron with almost no cover.

This look is so captivating.

The two women stood side by side, it was simply the most beautiful scenery in the world!

Seeing Serafina's extremely shy look, Irelia smiled softly: "Sister Serafina has never experienced this, let me do it first."

Although Serafina is older in terms of age.

But next to Ron, as a senior, Irelia naturally has to set an example for Serafina.

Swaying her sexy figure, Irelia walked towards Ron.

She was like a lazy golden cat. Every step she made was filled with heart-stopping charm. The bath towel was still wrapped around her body, but her soft waist had already fallen down.

hiss!

Ron's body was shaking.

It always feels like Irelia is getting more and more powerful.

…

On the other side, the Sykes Hotel.

A slender girl wearing a pure black Gothic dress stood quietly in the center of the room.

The girl's body is shrouded in a mysterious and strange aura, like a legendary witch.

The magic lamp was not turned on, only four candles danced in the corners of the room. The dim candlelight was dim and shadowy, adding an eerie feel to the originally spacious and bright room.

In her long, snow-white fingers, she held a piece of papyrus with a green goat drawn on it.

She carefully spread the papyrus, took out a piece of parchment from her arms, used a sharp knife to cut out a human-shaped pattern on the parchment, and placed it on top of the papyrus. He took out a piece of black hair from the storage ring, and gently stroked his smooth hair with a few fingers. A long black hair was naturally caught between his fingers.

Tie two pieces of hair into a knot, connect them together, wrap them around the humanoid pattern, and finally carefully wrap the humanoid pattern and hair with papyrus.

After doing all this, this weird goth girl stuffed a finger into her mouth.

She seemed a little afraid of pain.

However, after a brief hesitation, he still bit hard.

A drop of bright red blood gradually appeared on the fingertips.

While the wound had not yet healed, the girl quickly left a row of crooked words on the papyrus:

Ron Copperfield!

Consciousness manipulation is a unique method of witches.

Through the link of hair, the witch can be connected to the spirit of the target, gradually affecting or even controlling the target... committing suicide!

The girl's two slender fingers intertwined with each other and she snapped her fingers.

A cluster of flames jumped out of the silver basin, and the papyrus, parchment, and hair quickly began to burn.

At the same time, gloomy spells began to spit out from the girl's mouth:

"Elizabeth..."

"Saloniya..."

"Rost..."

"Sabas..."

Here's the first chapter. Let's go have a meal first and update the next chapter when we get back.