Chapter 157: Charlene’s Service (3)



Chapter 157: Charlene’s Service (3)

Ron, who didn't know what Charlene and Lydia were thinking, stayed in the bedroom to strengthen all his equipment. Then he put on his strongest equipment and tried it out. Ron could clearly feel the improvement in his combat power.

With the Spear that pierces through the Death Fly, he should be able to defeat the Young God Tree alone.

As for a one-on-one fight with Anthony Andre, he should still be a little insufficient. After all, the gap between the legendary level and the heroic level is too big.

Ron took off his equipment one by one and put it away. He walked to the window in his bathrobe and looked out at the city.

The lights are on.

Even at night, the whole city is still bright, as if it were daytime.

The magnificent royal palace is the most conspicuous palace in the entire city, and the bell tower that soars into the sky and flashes with soft white light is the symbol of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Of course, no matter how bright the light is, it is impossible to dispel all darkness. In some corners where the light cannot reach, hides the most disgusting and hateful dirt in the world.

Ron looked down and could just see the main entrance of Brera Hotel from the window. If he looked slightly to the side, he saw the dragon girl Ifrit in a corner to the left of the door.

She didn't leave.

Perhaps it was because it was cold at night, so she wrapped herself in the coat that Ron left for her, holding the collar tightly with both hands, using it as a thin blanket.

“Boom…Boom…”

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Ron knew that Charlene and Lydia had arrived.

He planned to strengthen the equipment of Charlene and Lydia as well.

These two women who are completely tied to him are trustworthy. It is time to improve their fighting ability, which will be beneficial to Ron's next actions.

"Come in."

Squeak.

Following Ron's voice, the thick door was pushed open.

"You are here, give me your..." Ron said as he turned around. He was about to say give me all your weapons, but his voice stopped abruptly.

A pair of eyes stared blankly at the figure in front of him.

The first person to appear was Charlene.

At this moment, Charlene was still wearing a tight leather jacket, but she gave Ron a completely different feeling. The hollowing out on both sides of her waist and lower abdomen did not reveal too much privacy, but made Charlene's charm rise sharply.

The black gauze on the chest does not cover up much at all, but makes her look more seductive.

The deep eyes are like the clear sky, the high nose bridge and the conspicuous red lips are more generous and natural than those gentle and smart women. On the snow-white wrist like lotus root is a string of silver bracelets, which is sexy and pure at the same time.

The skin exposed outside is like white jade. Against the tight leather jacket, her figure looks even tighter, with charming and hot curves, especially her long legs, which are amazingly long and sexy.

That figure can only be described with the word "slutty".

Ron's throat moved slightly and he could feel something unusual in his body.

Ron did have impulses. He was a normal man... No, he couldn't be called normal. Because of the blessing of the god of love, his impulses and desires were stronger than those of ordinary people. It was really tormenting to endure for more than a month, especially with several beautiful girls around him, especially Lucia. She sat on his shoulders, her little feet dangling on Ron's chest, and her thighs would rub against Ron's cheeks from time to time, and every time she did so, a terrible wave of emotion would surge in Ron's heart.

But Ron kept on enduring.

After all, Charlene and Lydia's situations are somewhat special.

If he made a request, they would absolutely not be able to refuse, but Ron knew that they did not like him and he did not want to force others. He did not expect that Charlene would appear in this manner now, which instantly ignited the fire accumulated in Ron's chest.

Miss Witch changed her original black Gothic long skirt and replaced it with a pure white princess dress with a northern style. It was a little complicated, but elegant and noble.

The slender calves are wrapped in pure white delicate stockings.

The princess's innocence, grace and beauty are perfectly combined.

But compared to Charlene's generosity, Lydia was obviously more shy. Her delicate pink cheeks spread along her collarbone to her small and delicate cheeks. She lowered her head and didn't even dare to look up at Ron.

Looking at the expressions of Charlene and Lydia, Ron knew that these two idiots had misunderstood his meaning and regarded his previous words as some kind of compulsory and terrible request from the contract master.

But the long-suppressed impulse made Ron's eyes seem to be burning with fire. At this point, it didn't matter whether it was a misunderstanding or not, and it was impossible to stop.

Ron is not Liu Xiahui, it is impossible for him to remain indifferent in the face of such a situation.

He took a deep breath and waved at Charlene. It was obvious that Charlene was the one taking the lead.

Seeing Ron's gesture, Charlene did not linger for too long, and walked towards Ron with her sexy figure swaying gently. After all, she was a member of the Eternal Freedom Sect. Although no one dared to pluck this thorny rose, through the influence of her father and mother, Saya obviously possessed much more knowledge than Lydia. Her walking posture was a typical cat step, with lotus steps swaying lightly, and every time she moved, her heel would land precisely on the toes of the other jade foot.

This special way of walking made Saya's body sway from side to side like a willow in the wind, which gave her a unique charm. At a close distance, Ron could feel the amazing temptation coming from Saya even more.

Saya might really not be fooling Lydia. She might really think that it is better to suffer pain sooner rather than later. After today, she won't have to worry about this matter anymore.

She pursed her lips, as if she had mustered up the courage in her heart. With her tall figure, Saya didn't even need to stand on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss Ron's lips.

“Woo woo…”

The breath from the nostrils smells like orchid.

After a long time, the two finally separated.

"Huh... How many times have you kissed? Why are you so skilled?" Ron said, panting slightly. Ron was considered a veteran, but when it came to kissing, he actually felt that he was at a disadvantage.

"This is my first kiss." Charlene smiled softly and whispered, "I have been in places like the Eternal Freedom Sect for many years. Even if I haven't really had any contact with them, I have heard and seen a lot."

Charlene explained naturally, her lotus-like arms had already circled Ron's neck again, and their lips were sucking together again.

In fact, wasn't Charlene also enduring?

The pleasure brought by kissing is not very strong, but the strong sense of satisfaction makes people obsessed.

……(the following is omitted)……

While the absurdity and indulgence were going on in the Brera Hotel, Mallory's figure was chasing the steam train and appeared more than a hundred kilometers away from the Royal City of Granville.

If it wasn't necessary to deliver a special item to the royal city as soon as possible, and there couldn't be any mistakes in this matter, he would have taken action earlier. But fortunately, he left a tracking magic on the man through a flea.

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

This magic is extremely secretive, and even those who are stronger than oneself would find it difficult to detect. With this special magic, there is no need for subordinates to follow the lead.

He even admired the man a little.

Although he looks quite rude, he is very considerate.

Perhaps the man had realized that Mallory Dominic was not someone to be trifled with, so after the steam train arrived in Adams, the man did not leave the carriage at all, but followed the train directly out of the royal city.

Under normal circumstances, Mallory might have given up when faced with such a vigilant opponent.

But this time, it's different.

That girl is so exquisite.

As a puppet master, he had never seen such perfect material.

That girl could only show her greatest charm in Mallory's hands, and he would never allow that rude man who did not understand art and beauty to take away such perfect material.

The train was not going very fast and Mallory could easily catch up with it.

With Mallory's identity, it was not difficult to force the train to stop on the track. With excitement trembling all over, Mallory and several of his men boarded the train. Chasing the magic signal that kept flashing in his mind, Mallory soon arrived at the carriage.

What a brave guy he is! He didn't even change his position.

Mallory sneered in his heart, then quickened his pace and walked forward. Finally, when Mallory came to the seat and was about to speak, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

The seats were empty.

The rude man disappeared, and the exquisite doll beside him was also missing.

The muscles on Mallory's face began to twitch violently. Anyone familiar with Mallory knew that he was extremely angry.

Mallory knew he had been fooled.

That rude man was far more delicate than she had imagined.

Damn, where did he go, why is the magic mark here? Suddenly Mallory's eyes fixed on a hole in the backrest, he put his right hand in, and soon there was a glass bottle in his palm.

A flea is jumping around in a glass bottle.

Mallory's lips trembled violently. Just as he was about to smash the bottle, he suddenly saw a row of fine symbols and two words on the bottle.

Driven by curiosity, Mallory brought the bottle closer.

The symbols were strange and Mallory couldn't tell what they meant.

But Mallory recognized those two words: Stupid!

A nameless anger rushed to Mallory's head.

"You bastard, how dare you humiliate me like this..." Mallory roared angrily.

Then, within his palm, magic power surged, trying to shatter the glass bottle...

Snap!

A crisp sound.

The glass bottle in the palm of his hand seemed to have triggered some special mechanism and suddenly exploded right in front of Mallory's eyes.

Fine pieces of glass flew everywhere, and dozens of fragments flew straight into Mallory's eyes!

Here is the third chapter, there will be more later.

(End of this chapter)


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