Chapter 121 Dolores' Love (2)

After the auction ended, Ron left the venue immediately and waited until most people had left before returning to the Bauhinia Auction House.

Loggins had been waiting at the door of the auction house. He was not surprised that Ron would do this. After all, it was more than 200,000 gold coins.

His eyes swept over Ron, as well as Charlene, Cecilia and Dolores beside Ron. Logins nodded slightly, and without saying much, he just handed a storage ring to Ron.

"Please order."

"After deducting one thousand gold coins for the auction handling fee and one-tenth of the cost of the enhanced transfer scroll, the remaining 225,000 gold coins are all here." Logins said in a low voice.

Ron took the storage ring calmly.

He acted very calmly, as if he didn't care about the large amount of gold coins at all... However, no matter what it was, once it entered the storage ring, it should not feel any weight. But the moment Ron took the storage ring, he still had the illusion that his wrist was about to be bent.

Ron infiltrated his spirituality into the storage ring. In an instant, the dazzling light almost cast a layer of golden light over Ron's consciousness.

There were square wooden boxes, each containing five thousand gold coins, forty-five wooden boxes in total.

"It's a pleasure to work with you." After the spirit withdrew, Ron glanced at Logins and said quietly.

Ron's attitude made Logins admire him. This was what a so-called master was. Even when seeing a mountain of 225,000 gold coins, he could still act so relaxed. His demeanor alone was beyond his reach.

Fortunately, when I saw Linde take out 250,000 gold coins from the storage ring, my mouth was watering.

“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

Loggins quickly threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind and showed his signature smile on his face: "It's a pleasure to work with you, sir. If you have any suitable auction items in the future, you can come to Bauhinia at any time. I promise that your commission will be the lowest..."

Ron didn't say anything else. He just nodded silently, then turned and left with the girls around him.

After walking a long way away, Ron finally let out a long breath, and the muscles and skin on his face were shaking uncontrollably.

He made a fortune.

He is not poor anymore.

Two hundred and twenty-five thousand gold coins was a number that he would never be able to spend in his lifetime no matter how much he squandered.

Dolores saw every subtle reaction of Ron, and the princess even found Ron's performance a little funny. This man is a prophet, who can make the great saint Christian break through the realm, make the deputy pope Apu suffer a series of setbacks, and make the Eternal Freedom Sect and even the Spang Theocracy return empty-handed... He is so excited because of a few gold coins.

If Vice Pope Apu knew all this and tried to bribe this guy with gold coins, would he directly defect to the Vice Pope?

If the Spang Theocracy tempts Ron with gold coins, will he return directly to his motherland?

Dolores smiled slightly and put aside the distracting thoughts in her mind. There were not so many ifs. Dolores only knew that the man in front of her was the one she loved, and that was enough.

Suddenly, Dolores stood on tiptoe and whispered in Ron's ear: "Hey, the auction is over."

Originally, Dolores didn't want to be so anxious. She also hoped to develop her relationship with Ron gradually, and when the feelings reached their deepest, let nature take its course and become one.

But she didn't have time.

She was leaving Larnaca soon.

Her father, the king, had issued twelve consecutive royal orders, ordering her to drop all the affairs at hand and return to the royal city immediately.

Dolores didn't know why, but she could feel a kind of indescribable fear. She even had an inexplicable illusion that after this separation, she would never see Ron again.

She didn't want to leave any regrets, so she sprayed a whole bottle of ecstasy potion on her body! Ron, who was immersed in a large amount of gold coins, suddenly stiffened. He suddenly remembered the agreement he had made with Dolores.

The golden hair fluttered gently in the night breeze and flew onto Ron's face, making him feel itchy.

The purest scent from the girl penetrated into Ron's nose and stimulated his soul.

Under the moonlight, Dolores always feels more beautiful than ever, like a descended angel.

The impulse that he had been able to control at the auction now surged out, and Ron's heart was beating uncontrollably.

Cecilia and Charlene also heard the conversation between Ron and Dolores in the private room.

Charlene was still a little confused and didn't react for a moment.

But Cecilia, who was very smart and gentle, reacted immediately. She couldn't help but sigh. Now Irelia must be depressed again, because there are more and more girls around her husband.

Cecilia suppressed the thoughts that emerged in her heart and looked at Sharlene beside her: "Let's go back first."

As a nun serving the master, Cecilia always considers the master first, and she will not do anything to embarrass the master at this time.

Charlene was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Don't we still have to protect him?"

Cecilia smiled bitterly. What was there to protect? Miss Dolores was the eldest princess... Even though she was alone now, who knew how many masters were guarding in secret where no one could see her. She didn't need two of them to protect her.

"Let's go, let's go." Cecilia didn't explain anything else, but just grabbed Charlene's little hand and forcibly dragged the slightly clumsy female killer away.

Ron and Dolores were the only ones left on the wide road. The calm night sky suddenly became somewhat charming.

Under the light of the street lamp, Dolores's soft golden long hair still shone brightly. Unlike ordinary girls, Dolores was much more proactive than other women. She leaned quietly against Ron's side, and her slender little hand clasped Ron's big hand.

Their fingers were intertwined, as if they were just an ordinary couple.

"Let's go."

Dolores whispered.

Only in front of Ron would Dolores slightly shed her strong and proud shell and show some attitude that a girl of this age should have.

Dolores's mood was a little complicated. She couldn't even explain how she felt about Ron... Ron's strength and mystery even made her a little scared. Even if it meant sacrificing her own body, she had to keep Ron by her side, otherwise it would be a disaster for Granville.

He was like a life mentor, guiding her forward and allowing Dolores to see hope for the future.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ron's greed for gold coins made Dolores feel a little funny, breaking the originally difficult-to-touch mystery.

Dolores was shocked by Ron's ability to strengthen weapons to +13 at will...but the way he showed this secret to her without caring about it made Dolores' heart beat fast.

Dolores knew very well what this secret would mean to Ron once it was exposed. Perhaps, countless people would want to curry favor with him and win him over, but there would certainly be countless people who wanted to gain this power. They would try to kidnap Ron and use him as a tool to infinitely manufacture highly enhanced weapons...

Once the secret is exposed, Ron will face unprecedented danger.

But Ron still showed this secret to her. What does that mean? It means that Ron trusts her very much and believes that she will not betray him. Maybe Ron likes her, not just because of her sexy body and pretty face. If he doesn't really like her, who would expose such a secret to a woman? When Dolores thought of this, she felt sweet.

She also likes this man more.

Her little head subconsciously rested on Ron's shoulder. That not-so-broad shoulder was like a mountain for her to lean on.

Under the street light, two people's long shadows were reflected, as if they were about to merge together.

…

Behind the road, a hundred meters away, a figure stood quietly under the street light.

His body was as sharp as a knife, and his eyes were narrow and long, as sinister as an eagle.

His eyesight is very good. For someone of his strength, a figure a hundred meters away is not much different from one ten meters away.

Gray Andre.

Saint, the Andre family, almost the only heir after a thousand years.

In his sinister eyes, the figures of Ron and Dolores were clearly reflected. He saw the two of them holding hands and interlocking their fingers.

He saw the two figures, snuggling together.

He saw Dolores' beautiful, elegant and proud head resting on Ron's shoulder, their cheeks almost touching.

Then I thought about that passionate kiss that took place at the auction, in public and under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Gray's body shivered, and a layer of dense small bumps instantly appeared on his skin.

There was a flame of resentment in his eyes.

Is it envy and jealousy?

Was it the anger of being betrayed? Or was it the murderous intent of wanting to crush everything? It was unknown how much time had passed, until the two figures completely disappeared in front of him, and Gray finally withdrew his gaze.

His eyes dropped:

Dolores is mine, and no one can take her away from me.

The tall figure turned around silently. He wanted to kill Ron, but before that, he needed to make some preparations.

Gray walked straight in one direction. There was the Norman family's mansion... Lind Norman lived there!

Chapter 2 is here, and the next chapter will be in an hour.

(End of this chapter)