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

Branch of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Ron's room.

When the slanted sunlight at noon filled the room through the curtains, Serafina and Irelia finally woke up from their slumber.

The two girls were still hugging each other, with their slender legs randomly intertwined.

This is actually a very tempting picture, but it is a pity that no one has the opportunity to appreciate it.

Get up quietly and get dressed quietly.

God.

Must have been crazy last night.

After finally arranging her clothes and washing up, Serafina, whose expression barely returned to normal, took a deep breath and said, "I have to go to the city guard. I've been on leave for many days."

Irelia also nodded slightly: "I want to go to the library too..."

Irelia plans to continue to devote her limited time to the study of the Psalms. The more she studies the Psalms, the more powerful she becomes aware of these powers.

Gently push the door open.

The sunshine outside the house even made the two women feel a little dazzling.

Then they remembered that since Ron fell into a coma, they hadn't left the house for some days.

Not far away by the fence, Father Abraham was directing a group of gardeners to clean up the weeds in the flower beds.

"Ah, the two little girls finally came out. I thought you were going to sleep until night..." Father Abraham said with a smile.

Serafina, who had just recovered a little, suddenly turned crimson on her face.

She didn't even dare to stay here too long and left in a hurry with a red face.

Irelia also had a blush on her face, and then she said with some surprise: "Old priest, how do you feel, you seem a little younger?"

"Eh? Really?" Father Abraham touched his chin narcissistically: "The little girl has such a sweet mouth, but I also feel that I have become a lot younger recently. No wonder the nuns look at me a little wrong. They must be greedy for my body and want to do something evil to me. I think back then, the old man, I was also a flower that was loved by everyone in the church, no worse than little brother Ron..."

Irelia rolled her eyes angrily, ignored the naughty old priest, and walked straight to the library.

However, I still couldn't help but murmur in my heart.

Really, I always feel that the wrinkles on old Father Abraham's face seem to be a little less than before.

His rickety body seemed to straighten a bit.

Just as Irelia's figure disappeared from sight, Father Abraham's voice suddenly stopped.

He sighed as if he was a little lonely, and while recalling the grace of his youth, he walked slowly outside the church.

He hates nuns!

He hates everything that guy likes!

…

Three death warnings were issued in a row.

This was even more exaggerated than the double death warnings given by Herman and the patrolling envoys of the Eternal Freedom Sect.

Ron had to admit that every time Elsa opened her mouth, nothing good happened.

Ron had already known from Agnes that the Eternal Freedom Sect and Vice-Pope Apu were planning to attack him.

However, this guy Apu is just slander. Who has defiled your wife?

That was an accident. Do you understand accidents?

By the way, how did Apu know that he had blasphemed against the great saint Christian?

Could it be that this guy has been secretly spying on his wife through some means?

What a shameless bastard.

If you don’t use it, why don’t you allow others to use it? Don’t you know waste is shameful?

The only thing that surprised Ron was that the Spang Theocracy was also ready to take action, and their actions were a little faster than Virgil expected.

The rewards this time seem to be quite generous. The strength is increased by 300, the spirit is increased by 300, the freely distributed attribute points are increased by 500, and there are even countless lottery opportunities.

But there is no doubt that generous rewards also represent greater dangers.

Whether they are judges, apostles, or the so-called witches of Spang Theocracy, they are not easy to deal with.

[Beep, the system prompts...]

Elsa's voice sounded again.

Ron's heart twitched violently. Could it be that there was a fourth death warning?

Are there too many people who want to kill me? Is his character so bad?

Several thoughts flashed through Ron's mind, but fortunately, he was not so unlucky.

[Beep, the system prompts that the host activates three death warnings at the same time, activating a special mission - to survive from desperate situations. 】

[Escape from desperate situations—Successfully clear three death warnings, and you will get an additional high-level ten-consecutive lottery ticket*1! 】

Ron's gaze shifted silently, and the surrounding scenes gradually came into view.

There were a total of dozens of people in the hall, and most of them were nobles with Dolores as the center, who were distributed in a ring and wanted to get close but didn't dare.

Although they lowered their heads and seemed to be communicating in a low voice, their eyes would still drift in the direction of Ron and Delores from time to time.

of course there are exceptions.

There is a woman sitting in the corner of the hall. She is not particularly beautiful, but elegant and dignified. She is leisurely tasting the coffee in front of her.

Directly behind Dolores, there was a man in his thirties, holding a copy of the Granville Daily News, and seemed to be very interested in the news recorded on it.

Ron slowly turned the tea cup with his fingers and smiled softly. What age are you in? You are still pretending to read a newspaper. Can you be more professional? Eight out of ten lurkers in movies and TV series are reading newspapers...

But I didn't see the judge who was serving as a priest. I don't know if he hadn't arrived yet or if he was in disguise.

After just a brief glance, Ron already had a basic understanding of the surrounding situation.

Dolores waited for Ron's response, and at the same time her golden eyes were staring at Ron. She tried to confirm some of her judgments from the expression on Ron's face.

If Ron already knew this, it means Ron is really a prophet.

If Ron showed even a little bit of surprise on his face, in Dolores's mind, Ron would become a liar.

But what made Dolores feel strange was that the expression on Ron's face looked quite strange. When he first heard the news, he acted extremely calm, and even his movements of drinking tea did not fluctuate at all. .

But soon, Ron's movements became stiff.

There was a slight surprise on his face, and this surprise turned into excitement in less than two seconds.

What the hell is this?

Even though Dolores was very good at judging other people's inner thoughts through changes in their expressions, at this moment, she couldn't tell what Ron was thinking deep inside.

It was difficult to judge what Ron was really thinking. Dolores could only cough softly and wake Ron up from his own world: "Mr. Ron, did you hear what I said?"

"Ah, of course, of course." Ron nodded: "Someone wants to kill me, but I don't know who Princess Dolores is talking about?"

"Is it the judge arranged by Archdeacon Apu Lawn Montgomery?"

"Apostles sent by the Eternal Freedom Sect?"

"Or are you talking about the guests who came from afar from the Spang Theocracy?" Ron raised his eyebrows. He seemed to be completely unconcerned about the crisis he encountered: "Let me think about it, this time the Spang Theocracy How many people did the Congress arrange to come over, the executioners? The secret guards in brocade? There is no doubt that the third witch princess Lidya is here too, right? Oh, I almost forgot about my stupid brother..."

According to the game plot, in the game, after Ron was killed and before the Spang Theocracy prepared to start a war, it arranged for a group of people to enter the Kingdom of Granville to negotiate.

The leaders of this group of people are the third witch princess Lydia and her so-called brother, Melville Copperfield.

hiss!

Dolores looked at Ron with shock in her eyes.

She had just learned about the information about Melville and the third witch princess Lydia, but she didn't expect that Ron already knew everything about it.

He even told some information that he didn't know about, the judge arranged by Apu, the apostle arranged by the Eternal Freedom Sect... How many people has this guy offended?

However, this is enough to prove that Ron is definitely a prophet.

You know, Ron has been in a coma before this and just woke up last night. Who else, except the prophet, can have this ability to control everything?

But now looking at Mr. Ron's attitude, it is obvious that he does not take these assassinations seriously. The three waves of killers who seem to be powerful are just pure clowns to Mr. Ron, and there is no way they can cause any harm to Mr. Ron.

Dolores was in awe, and subconsciously sat up straight, placing her little hands on her slender thighs like a lady.

There was a slight blush on her face, and she opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to speak, as if she was afraid that she might accidentally offend the being in front of her.

After all, this is a real prophet.

No wonder Ron was favored by the mysterious captain.

And Dolores's change made Lucius and a group of second-generation nobles in Carlisle around them stunned. Ron's ability to kiss this lady's little hand was enough to shock them, but why did this lady seem to be well-behaved now? The kitten's original appearance of a thorny rose seemed to have completely disappeared in an instant.

What on earth did this guy do?

Master!

She was speechless for a moment, and the oppressive atmosphere made Dolores feel a little unbearable. She twisted slightly: "Sir, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Ron raised his eyebrows: "I can't help it. There are too many people who want to kill me, so I'm used to it."

"If this is fate, then I will accept it calmly." Ron Tian said shamelessly.

Dolores admired Ron's mentality even more. This is the kind of mind that only a true master can have.

Whether he is favored or humiliated, life or death is up to him.

How many people in this world can achieve such a state?

Originally, Dolores hoped to tie Ron to the chariot of the Granville royal family. There was no doubt about the value of the prophet. No matter what the price, Dolores could accept it even if she was allowed to marry Ron.

After all, there is no one else in the royal family who can be used for marriage except her.

She is the only normal princess. If Ron is really a prophet, then he is worthy of her. But now, it is Dolores who has lost her confidence.

Ron's level even made Dolores feel ashamed of herself. Maybe it was her who was not worthy of him?

Ever since she was a child, this was the first time in twenty years that Dolores was so unsure of herself. She took a deep breath, barely suppressing the strange thoughts that emerged in her heart, and looked at Ron again with her golden eyes: "Sir, what do you think of the current situation in Granville?"

Ron raised his eyebrows, not sure how Dolores changed the topic so abruptly, but he still thought about it seriously.

Delores, Ron doesn't hate this woman, it's better to say he likes her very much.

After all, the satisfaction brought by conquering a princess is unimaginable.

After a few seconds passed, Ron finally spoke slowly: "With the destruction of the Dragon Clan and the loss of the suppression of the Dragon Clan, humans, elves, giants, orcs, all major races and kingdoms, have existences that hold power and strength, and ambition will It’s going to expand like crazy.”

"It won't be long before the world is in chaos. The most important thing for the Kingdom of Granville right now is... training its troops."

"Only a strong army can protect the dignity and security of the Kingdom of Granville."

Dolores's eyes were shining, and the man in front of her had the same idea as hers.

Her body was shaking with excitement. This was the first time she met someone who could agree with her thoughts. The current royal family and nobles had long lost their original vigor due to the long period of peace.

They can't see the danger in the future at all, they just want to get drunk and have fun.

They believe that even if there is a world war and the world is in chaos, they are still nobles. Even if they change to another country, their status as nobles will not change in any way.

They enjoy the wealth brought by black oil and believe that money can solve everything. However, they do not know that after losing the protection of the dragon clan, black oil will become the source of disaster for the Kingdom of Granville.

If we do nothing, we will wait to be trampled on by our neighboring countries.

If the original Dolores wanted to marry Ron, she just used her beautiful and sexy body, coupled with her status as a royal family, in exchange for Ron, a prophet, to support the royal family.

There is no emotional entanglement in this, it is just an exchange of interests.

So now, Dolores really likes this man... After all, it is not easy to find a spiritually compatible partner.

At this moment, Ron's voice sounded: "Is there anything else, Princess? If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

Ron wanted to withdraw.

The longer I stayed in front of Dolores, the more attractive this woman became.

Ron could hardly suppress the impulse in his heart.

He noticed something unusual... Even if it was a woman as charming and beautiful as Elsa, or even a plump and seductive saint like Christian, he had never been so impulsive.

"Wait a minute..." Dolores said quickly: "There is one last question."

"Speaking."

"I want to know..." Dolores hesitated, but it was obvious that she wanted to know the answer to this question: "Am I really my father's daughter?"

This question sounds a little weird.

But Ron understood Dolores' concerns very well.

"Her Royal Highness, please don't worry at all in this regard. You are indeed your father's daughter." Ron said calmly.

Dolores suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this problem had been tormenting her for a long time.

"But... your father may not think so." Ron added.

Dolores's body suddenly tensed: "Why, why?"

"You know the reason better than I do. Most of your brothers and sisters are weird, but your appearance and temperament look very normal. It's hard for your father not to doubt whether he has been cuckolded," Ron said.

"The relationship between you father and daughter will become more and more distant, even worse than a stranger."

Even worse than a stranger, that is... an enemy.

After all...it was Dolores who personally drove the sword into her father's chest, staged a tragedy of a loving father and a filial daughter.

The calm princess was obviously a little flustered after hearing Ron's prophecy: "Then, what should I do?"

Ron tilted his head and thought for a moment, and the expression on his face became increasingly weird: "Her Royal Highness Princess Dolores, may I ask..."

"Do you want to be queen?"

Dolores will be the sharpest sword in Ron's plan to stir up fate!

Chapter 3: Four Thousand Six Sent, updated today to Twelve Thousand.