Chapter 154 Dragon Lady Ifrit (Additional chapter for monthly tickets)

Lydia's thoughts became worse and worse.

Various images kept appearing in her mind. She wanted to control her emotions and not think about these messy things, but the more she wanted to control them, the more she couldn't control them.

There was even a surge of resentment in my heart, all blaming Ron.

She was originally a very normal witch and would never think about such messy things. It was only after she followed Ron and was influenced by him that she became as depraved as she is now.

In fact, when it comes to the time Charlene spends with Ron, she spends slightly more time with him than Lydia.

Moreover, Sharin was originally a member of the Church of Eternal Freedom, so she should have been more affected. But in fact, there were not many abnormalities on Sharin's side.

On the one hand, it’s because the people of Sharin are relatively... simple and don’t have too many messy thoughts.

On the other hand, I'm afraid the reason is Lydia herself.

Lydia once tried to control Ron with mind manipulation, but because she was frightened, the mind manipulation technique went wrong and the magic thread failed to wrap around Ron, but fell on Irelia instead.

God knows what kind of torture Lydia endured during that period.

Although Lydia later cut off the thread of magic, her body inevitably became more sensitive.

The most important thing is that although there is no real physical contact, it is equivalent to in-depth communication.

This also caused the blessing given to Ron by the god of love, Ceres, to have a much stronger impact on Lydia than on Charlene.

A situation like today was not the first time that Lydia had encountered such a situation. It was because she was the third princess of the Spang Theocracy and she was also a witch with elegance, which made her endure it desperately.

Ron didn't know what was going on in Lydia's mind. He quickly cleaned up the food in front of him and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Glancing at the side, Lucia, like before, had not eaten any food. This person, who was most likely the Moon Goddess, did not seem to really need the nutrients of food to sustain her life, but she actually drank the milk in front of her.

This shocked Ron, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Lucia's absolutely smooth chest... This couldn't be the reason, right?

No way, no way? You are the Moon Goddess, would you care about these things?

An impolite thought came to Ron's mind.

This thought attracted Lucia's cold gaze, and Ron withdrew his gaze somewhat angrily. After leaving the Soul Ferry, Lucia's expression became a little more expressive, and whenever Lucia showed this kind of look, it meant that she was in a very unhappy mood.

On the other side, Charlene was enjoying the food and pastries piled in front of her. Although Charlene had a very hot and slim figure, her appetite was quite amazing, even Ron, a big man, could not compare to her.

When I looked at the other side, I found that the steak in front of Lucia had only been consumed a little.

"Lydiya, what's wrong? Is your appetite not good?" Moreover, her face was red: "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the hotel and rest early?"

Ron was worried that Lydia was too tired.

Although Lydia is quite powerful, she is the third princess of the Sibang Kingdom after all, and her daily life is quite comfortable. This time, she has been sleeping in the open air for more than a month, which must have put a great burden on Lydia's body.

If Lydia was sick, Ron wouldn't mind postponing his plans for a while.

Hearing Ron's voice suddenly, Lydia, who was daydreaming, was startled and her face turned redder. She felt a little guilty for some reason: "No, I'm fine, nothing happened..."

As she spoke, Lydia lowered her head and quickly picked at the steak on the plate.

It’s just that his mouth was too small and his neck was too thin, so he choked.

Seeing Lydia's eyes wide open, stretching her thin white neck and swallowing the lump of meat in her throat, Ron rolled his eyes in annoyance and picked up the water cup in front of him and handed it to her.

"Slow down, no one will snatch it from you."

Lydia took the cup of water and brought it directly to her mouth. She tried to take a big gulp and finally suppressed the stuff in her throat.

At that moment, Lydia really felt that she had glimpsed death.

She was the third princess of the Sibang Kingdom, an undead witch, but she did not die on the battlefield. Instead, she was choked to death by a piece of meat. If this were to get out, she would be so embarrassed.

Lydia, who had recovered her breath, was about to return the cup to Ron when she suddenly remembered that this was the cup Ron had used. Seeing the lip prints on the glass, Lydia's cheeks turned red so much that she almost squeezed water out of them.

This...is this considered an indirect kiss?

Inexplicably, Lydia felt her heartbeat speed increasing and her body felt unbearably hot.

She quietly put the cup aside, lowered her head, and quietly ate the food in front of her.

Although Ron felt a little strange about Lydia's reaction, he didn't think much about it. After Lydia and Charlene had filled their stomachs, Ron called a carriage outside the store and headed to the most prestigious equipment store in Adams King City.

Ron bought himself some new equipment. He couldn't afford it before, but now he basically doesn't need to worry about gold coins anymore. Having achieved financial freedom, Ron finally has the capital to arm himself.

Ron doesn't need weapons for the time being. His physical weapons include the Gun that Pierces the Deadly Flies, and his magical weapons include the Iron Book left by Brother Odysseus.

The wrist guards include the wrist guards of Hercules.

Although the shoes are just ordinary white shoes and there is nothing special about them, the special effect of extreme dodge added by the enhancement has saved Ron's life more than once in extremely dangerous situations. Ron does not plan to change them for the time being.

As for other parts of the body, they were all replaced with purple equipment of excellent quality.

Even bought some for Lydia and Charlene.

Ron's strengthening stones had been almost used up, so he simply bought a large batch of strengthening stones.

It is certain that after all these equipments are strengthened, Ron's strength will definitely be raised to another level, but the consequence is that the gold coins on him will be reduced by 40,000 to 50,000.

Even though Ron is no longer short of money, he still feels so heartbroken that he can hardly breathe.

After doing all this, Ron took Lydia, Charlene, and Lucia to the hotel.

…

The carriage stopped in front of the Brera Hotel.

In the whole Adams, Brera is an upper-middle-class hotel, but it is superior to the Sykes Hotel in Larnaca City in terms of appearance, decoration and scale.

Of course, the charges here are also more expensive than those at the Bixby Hotel.

There is no way around it. The thing that is most abundant in the Royal City of Granville is rich people.

Black oil has really brought too much wealth to this country.

Ron, who took off his half-top hat and was dressed in formal clothes, held Lucia's hand with his right hand. Lucia, who was wearing a black Gothic dress, finally agreed to get down from Ron's shoulders temporarily in a crowded place after a long period of persuasion.

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

Slightly to the side and back were Lydia and Charlene, who were wearing elaborate dresses.

At first glance, he looked like a noble entering the royal capital for the first time from some remote border.

Guests like this are often encountered in the royal city.

"Go, go, go away... Don't get in the way here. This is not a place for beggars. Don't disturb the distinguished guests."

Ron was just about to enter the hotel when a rude voice suddenly came from the side.

My eyes subconsciously followed the direction of the sound and saw a man in black waiter uniform driving away a ragged little beggar next to the hotel gate.

The beggar looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, with a slender body, even smaller than Lucia, but with a little more curves than Lucia.

Her hair is messy.

The little face was covered with dirt and its appearance could not be seen clearly.

The little beggar seemed to have completely ignored the waiter's scolding and expulsion. She just stood there stupidly, her body swaying slightly.

This reaction seemed to make the waiter feel that his dignity was offended. Although he was fawning in front of the noble guests, when facing the beggars, he was a noble.

The angry waiter raised his foot and kicked the little beggar's waist with the sole of his leather shoe: "Didn't you hear me talking?"

Bang! The little beggar fell heavily to the ground. At the moment he fell, Ron saw the little beggar's eyes under his messy hair.

Big, pure white pupils.

Buzz! At that moment, Ron's body suddenly trembled, and a dense layer of small bumps appeared on his skin instantly.

He felt an indescribable chill running up the soles of his feet to his forehead.

I felt so scared that my body seemed to be frozen.

Seeing that the little beggar seemed to want to get up from the ground, the waiter felt even more upset, and he raised his hand to hit the beggar again. Punching the weaker ones was their favorite thing to do, which could vent the grievances they had suffered from the noble guests.

However, as soon as he raised his arm, it was caught by someone with a snap.

The waiter turned around with a gloomy face, and just as he was about to open his mouth to scold, he found a figure behind him who was well-dressed, expensively dressed, and unusually tall.

Standing in front of it, it looks like a small hill.

The waiter felt that he was shrouded in the other person's shadow, which made his heart jump. He forced out a flattering smile: "Dear sir, you are..."

"As human beings, why should we be so cold and rude?" Ron said in a deep voice, throwing the waiter aside.

The waiter didn't dare to get angry at all. He got up from the ground and nodded and bowed with a smile on his face.

Lydia and Charlene looked strange.

It's really ironic to hear these words coming from Ron's mouth... I've seen so many miserable scenes along the way, and I've never seen you being enthusiastic.

What happened this time? Lydia and Charlene looked at each other, both of them looking at the little beggar with a little surprise in their eyes, not understanding what was so special about this little beggar that could attract Ron's attention. After all, this owner was really the type who would not do anything without profit.

Could it be that this little beggar is actually a pretty girl?

What a sharp eye! He could see through such a dirty appearance?

Ron exhaled slightly.

Everyone thought that the dragon race had been destroyed, but in fact... they had not.

For example, this one:

Dragon Lady, Ifrit! 　Chapter 5 is here, and today's update is done.

(End of this chapter)