Chapter 156 The Master Needs to Vent (2)

The plan to kidnap Ifrit failed temporarily, but Ron was not discouraged.

Now that he knew Ifrit was temporarily wandering in Adams Royal City, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. In order to abduct Ifrit, Ron didn't mind staying in the royal city for a while.

The only problem was that he had originally planned to create a bone dragon.

If Ifrit were kidnapped and the act of creating a bone dragon was created, it would most likely cause Ifrit's dissatisfaction.

Of course, compared to the Bone Dragon, Ron still feels that the future Ifrit is more worthy of investment.

The hotel lobby is brightly lit.

The fire-attributed magic stone hanging on the wall not only provides heat, but also shrouds the hall in a hazy red light.

The chill outside the door dissipated.

Ron stopped thinking about Ifrit for the moment, holding Lucia's hand, and brought Lydia and Charlene to the counter.

"Four rooms please."

"..." The waiter at the counter glanced at Ron and the girls around him, smiled ambiguously, and the expression on his face turned into regret in less than a second. He said in a somewhat exaggerated tone: "Ah, sir, I'm so sorry, but there is only one room left in our hotel. How about you squeeze in?"

Charlene said she didn't care.

Lucia didn't even respond.

Only the witch Lydia, who had been daydreaming, tensed up instantly.

Living in the same room? Isn't that too...too...too much? Who knows, something bad might happen.

It's fine for her and Charlene, but Lucia is still so young! Ron was speechless. This trick could only fool innocent girls like Lydia and Charlene who had never seen the dangers of society.

This waiter is quite kind.

Ron was about to tell the waiter that this was not necessary, but before he could open his mouth, a man wearing a half-top hat came down from upstairs and said, "Check out."

In an instant, the expressions on Ron and the waiter's faces became very helpless. The waiter winked at Ron, and the meaning was very clear: there was nothing I could do.

He promptly checked out the guest and arranged two connected rooms for Ron, Lydia and the other two. It was obvious that they had nothing to do with the guest who had just checked out.

It was just a minor incident and Ron didn't particularly care.

Holding Lucia's little hand, they walked upstairs. As soon as they reached a place where there was no one, Lucia seemed to be unable to bear the feeling of walking on the ground. She grabbed Ron's clothes and sleeves with her two little hands, as if she had turned into a koala, and slowly climbed up. She twisted her little butt and sat on Ron's shoulder.

Even though Ron was already used to this situation, he still couldn't help but sigh.

The rooms assigned to us were on the seventh floor, 706 and 708, good numbers.

Ron lived in Room 706, and Lydia and Charlene lived next door. When Ron was about to open the door with the key in his hand, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the two slim girls next to him: "By the way, Charlene, Lydia, come to my room in the evening."

Lydia's body tensed up instantly, and even Charlene next to her looked a little strange: Here it comes, here it comes, after holding it in for more than a month, the master finally couldn't help it and was going to take action against the two of them.

Ron just said it casually, he didn't mean anything special, he quickly withdrew his gaze, opened the door and walked into the house.

Then……

Bang! Lucia, who had just turned her head, hit her forehead directly on the doorpost.

The sudden impact made Lucia completely unable to keep her balance. Her small body fell headfirst onto Ron's back.

Bang! There was another loud sound, and the little head hit the ground directly.

The whole body was maintained in a very cartoon-like posture that even Ron was shocked, with the two short legs stretched out in the air, trembling again and again.

Ron's lips were trembling, but she was still as blank as before.

Damn, I always forget there's someone on my shoulder.

Speaking of which, you sit on my shoulders, otherwise it's you who gets hit, not me.

Fortunately, Lucia is a special case with a strong body. If it were an ordinary child, her head would have been broken.

Lydia and Charlene had just thought of Lucia's existence when the witch came over and took the goddess, who was as flat as she was, into her arms and took her to her room. It was fine if the two of them would be murdered tonight, but at least they couldn't let a little girl like Lucia be abused.

"Good night!"

Seeing the tightly closed door next door, Ron muttered softly and went into his room.

The room was very luxurious. Although the weather outside was getting colder, the fire magic stones on the wall were releasing heat all the time, keeping the room at a constant temperature that made people feel quite comfortable.

Ron took off his half-top hat and hung it on the hanger, then reached out to take off his clothes. While doing these things, Cecilia's figure involuntarily appeared in his mind.

He smiled somewhat bitterly. When Cecilia was around, he didn't have to do any of these things himself. He felt like he was about to be turned into a useless person.

Ron took a shower and changed into a bathrobe.

He was not in a hurry to go to bed, but took out the equipment he had just bought today and strengthened them one by one.

The voice blaspheming the goddess continued to echo in the room.

In fact, Ron had had this idea before. If he had not chosen to cheat, but armed himself and everyone around him to the teeth, would the scene in Larnaca City have changed?

But soon Ron shook his head. Doing this might help him fight against Anthony, but if he really did that, the opponent arranged by the repairman would not be Anthony, but a stronger one.

There may not be many destructive-level beings under the mechanic's command, but... there are definitely some.

…

On the other side, Charlene and Lydia finished washing up, and the warm water washed away the fatigue of the past half month.

After taking a look at Lucia, who was lying on the bed and sleeping peacefully with a big bump on her forehead, Lydia moved her gaze to Charlene beside her.

Regarding the possibility of being attacked tonight, Lydia decided to discuss it with Charlene.

As soon as Lytia turned around, she was surprised to find that Charlene, who had just finished taking a shower, was changing into a special set of clothes.

Or a tight leather jacket.

But compared to the previous tights, this one on Charlene is obviously more sexy.

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

The tights are entirely black, making the legs look straighter and longer. However, there are diamond-shaped cutouts on the waist and thighs, revealing large areas of delicate and soft skin.

There is a space on the lower abdomen, and the sexy little belly button is playfully exposed. There is no trace of fat on the smooth abdomen.

The fair skin and the black tights set off each other, creating an extremely strong visual stimulation.

Even Lydia couldn't help but feel a little envious, Charlene's figure was just too good, her figure wasn't the kind with exaggerated curves, but just the right amount of roundness.

The exquisite and graceful curves made Lydia feel moved even though she was also a woman.

The worst thing was that two pieces of black gauze replaced the original leather fabric at the upper and lower edges of the chest. The hazy temptation made Lydia swallow her saliva.

She looked down at herself. Her chest was not much better than Lucia's. There was really nothing that could attract a man.

She couldn't help but feel ashamed in her heart. Perhaps, the person her master really wanted to find tonight was Charlene, and she was just an accessory?

"What's wrong?"

Noticing Lydia's gaze, Charlene asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, I just want to discuss with you, what could it be that the master wants us to come over tonight?" Lydia muttered softly.

"What else could it be? How did the master live his life before?"

"The ones who accompany him are either Miss Irelia, Sister Cecilia, Miss Seraphina, or even the eldest princess of the kingdom...but the master hasn't touched any woman in more than a month. I admire his perseverance. Now he probably can't stand the torture of desire anymore and wants to vent." Sharin's tone was light.

After all, she used to be a member of the Church of Eternal Freedom. Although no one dared to do anything to Sharin, she was influenced by her surroundings and her personality was different from that of ordinary women.

She didn't really want to let Ron take possession of her body.

But if this day really comes, there will not be much resistance.

The high-level contract documents have been signed, so what else can be done? Rather, the master can endure until now before taking action against them, which is already a great respect.

Lydia opened her mouth slightly. She wanted to discuss with Charlene how to get over the incident today, but she didn't expect Charlene to have such an attitude. Lydia asked unwillingly, "Are you willing to do this?"

"So what if I am willing, so what if I am unwilling?" Sharlene looked at Lydia with an increasingly strange gaze: "Have you forgotten the contract you signed? If the master forcibly gives an order, can you refuse it?"

Lydia was speechless.

"Well, let's put it another way. The master will do something to the two of us sooner or later, right?"

Lydia bit her lip and nodded. It was only a matter of time.

Charlene spread her hands and said, "That's it. How does the saying go? A short pain is worse than a long one, and a late pain is worse than an early one."

"Since this moment is bound to come sooner or later, instead of living in fear and anxiety every day, it is better to end it quickly so that I won't be afraid anymore in the future."

"Be more proactive and serve your master well, and you will suffer less."

Lydia was stunned. Who said Charlene was stupid?

Isn't this very clever? Lydia didn't know how to refute this for a moment.

At this moment, Charlene suddenly leaned close to Lydia's ear and whispered:

"By the way, Lydia, let me tell you, I once heard Miss Cecilia say that."

"The master has a rather strange quirk. He likes other people to wear clothes, especially special uniforms."

"And the master is obsessed with stockings..."

Here is the second chapter, there will be updates later.

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