Chapter 18: The Nun’s Love (2)

Hermann, who was originally still frightened, suddenly became complacent.

He held his head high, his nostrils pointed upwards, and looked down upon everyone around him out of the corner of his eyes as if they were a pile of garbage.

Gerald, right? You look down on me on weekdays, and you will be in trouble when the time comes.

Virgil, right? You dared to betray me just now. I will kill you when I become successful.

As for Irelia, although Herman was very unhappy that she dared to give him a cold shoulder, but... she was really beautiful.

Hermann felt an inexplicable burning heat in his heart when he thought of the scene where Irelia timidly admitted her mistake in front of him with tears in her eyes and begged for another chance.

He even felt that Irelia's cold temperament now was more attractive than her timid and well-behaved nature before.

Only an outstanding man like me is worthy of such a woman.

As much as he despised Irelia before, Hermann now desires Irelia as much as he does now.

Two puffs of air blew out of Herman's nostrils. He couldn't wait to make all those who looked down on him before understand how bad their vision was.

Gerald, Virgil and Irelia clearly noticed the change in Herman's attitude. They didn't understand what had happened to this guy. Why did he suddenly become so... crazy?

Are you crazy?

But at this moment, no one has time to care about Hermann.

Although the dragon race has not yet been destroyed, the scenes in the prophecy have already been played out.

"This matter involves too many serious issues. I must go to the headquarters immediately." After a brief silence, Gerald said in a deep voice.

"Virgil, after I leave, you will take over the affairs of the church branch for the time being. Please make sure to protect Mr. Ron's safety and don't let him encounter any danger."

Virgil nodded heavily: "I understand, Archbishop, please be careful."

Although the two men belonged to different factions and had many disagreements with each other, Virgil also understood that now was not the time to dwell on such trivial matters.

Ron's prophetic poem did not reveal what the next disaster would be, but anyone who was not a fool could imagine what would happen to the world after the demise of the dragon clan.

Gerald didn't even have time to return to his residence to prepare. Without stopping at all, he headed straight out of the city.

Virgil turned and looked at Ron. At this moment, Virgil's attitude became more respectful.

Perhaps, the prophet does not have particularly strong fighting power.

However, the ability to see into the future gives the prophet incomparable value.

Virgil was very shrewd. He knew better than anyone that the Church of the Goddess of Dawn would never allow such a being to slip away from their sight. No matter what the cost, they would definitely keep Ron in the church.

Even though Ron is not a member of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn now, his status is already beyond his reach.

If you can build good relationships with people like this, the benefits will naturally be countless.

"Mr. Ron, could I invite you to stay at the Church of the Goddess of Dawn for a while?" Virgil said with a smile. He was not stupid enough to continue asking Ron about the future.

Ron did not throw out a bunch of riddles like other prophets did. It was quite rare that he directly revealed a lot of content.

If I continue asking, it might even disgust Ron.

Moreover, a prophet might have various taboos and not be able to tell everyone about the future.

Ron smiled and nodded: "Your Excellency, it is my honor."

"However, can I stay here for a while? Don't worry, it won't be too long. I still have some things to pack."

"Of course." Virgil looked at Irelia and said, "Sister Irelia, you stay here to help Mr. Ron pack up, and then take Mr. Ron to the church."

As he spoke, Virgil gave Ron a weird look.

He was not stupid, so how could he not see the ambiguity between Ron and Irelia? And judging from Irelia's attitude, the corner was obviously crooked.

This is normal.

Putting Ron and Herman together, the one is a well-mannered, elegant gentleman, gentle and considerate to women, with unfathomable strength, and can even peek into the future.

He was rude and violent. When his fiancée was in danger of being assaulted, he did not offer any comfort. Instead, in order to protect his own reputation, he broke off the engagement with her. After knowing that she was still pure, he flattered her and wanted to reconcile with her. Although he had some background, it was insignificant compared to the identity and ability of the prophet.

Comparing the two, anyone with a hole in their brain would know which choice to make.

Virgil was also very happy to give Ron and Irelia a chance.

When Hermann heard this, his expression changed immediately.

Irelia became more and more indifferent to him, and the distance between them became greater and greater. If Ron and Irelia were really left alone together, no one could guarantee what would happen.

Of course, Irelia was conservative and well-behaved by nature. Even when the two were alone together, she would never completely cross the line and give her pure body to Ron.

But even if it was just holding hands, hugging, or kissing, Hermann couldn't accept it.

His woman must remain absolutely pure and cannot tolerate any desecration.

His woman must not be taken away by that bastard Ron! "Bishop Virgil..." Herman tried to stop him.

But before he could finish his sentence, Virgil interrupted him: "Knight Hermann, come with me to comfort the people in the city."

"Your Excellency, I will stay here too..." Hermann was still struggling.

Virgil's face had turned cold, and he glanced at Hermann: "Knight, this is an order."

Herman's expression froze, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Damn Virgil.

Is he going to completely side with Ron? He is really a bat that changes direction according to the wind.

This stupid guy has no idea who the real son of destiny is.

He swore that sooner or later, he would make him pay the price.

But now, a higher-ranking official can crush a person to death, and a mere knight captain has no qualifications to challenge the bishop.

Herman took a deep breath, barely suppressed his anger, gave Ron a warning look, and then followed Virgil away.

Ron is a prophet, he should know what the consequences will be if he offends himself, the son of destiny.

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

And Ron's smile grew wider... That was great. Fortunately, Herman was as stupid as he was in the game. No, he was arrogant. He regained his courage. Ron was really worried that Herman would never recover.

After all, Ron needs strength now.

If you want to increase your strength quickly, you need to equip yourself with weapons and strengthen them on the one hand, and you need system rewards on the other.

The system will only be activated when there is a danger of death.

In this case, letting Hermann trigger the system task is the best choice. After all, this guy is stupid and arrogant, and can reduce the risk of death to the lowest point.

Simply put, Ron treated Herman as a small monster that could refresh very quickly and continuously drop gold coins. He believed that Herman could bring him countless benefits.

Ron turned and walked back into the living room. He wanted to search the branch again to see if he could find the lost notebook.

Irelia followed quietly behind, looking at the not-so-broad and tall back, Irelia bit her lower lip lightly with her pearly teeth, and she called out, "Ron."

"Um?"

Ron turned around.

Only then did he realize that Irelia seemed to have changed her clothes.

A pair of beautiful legs were reflected on the smooth floor. The nun's uniform seemed different from the previous style. The skirt was looser and the waist was symmetrical on both sides. The religious pattern of a cross running through the rising sun made Irelia look more holy.

Ron smiled a bit, "I haven't had the chance before, but I have to say, Irelia, your outfit is really beautiful."

He really noticed that I changed my clothes. He was really attentive.

There was a hint of spring on her fair and pretty face. After a brief hesitation, Irelia's body gently spun in front of Ron, and the hem of her nun's dress spread out like butterfly wings.

Light and fluttering, like fallen petals.

Below the skirt are a pair of legs wrapped in black stockings, which make them look even rounder, straighter and longer.

Perfect shape, full breath, delicate black silk...

Ron's heartbeat seemed to slow down a beat at this moment.

"Does it look good?" Irelia's nervous voice came from the front.

Ron took a deep breath, and seemed to be able to smell the fragrance released by Irelia in the air: "I swear, this is the most beautiful scenery!"

The heart that had been hanging in the air finally settled down, and Irelia smiled lightly.

A simple smile, pure and charming.

After a long moment, Irelia took a deep breath. She seemed to have summoned up all her courage, raised her head, and stared into Ron's eyes with her amber eyes.

That look even made Ron a little afraid to face it.

The pressure of life and death, the fear of being violated, her fiancé's rudeness, indifference and breaking off the engagement, this short day was definitely the most vulnerable, desperate and chaotic moment in her life.

And this is also the moment when it is easiest to feel good about the person who rescued her.

Irelia is simple yet extreme. Most women who have suffered emotional hurt may be afraid of new relationships, but Irelia is different. She will go crazy and desperately grasp the existence that can make her feel warm.

But even so, the progress shouldn't be so fast. This is really too exaggerated... Irelia didn't know what was going on. It was as if there was some mysterious force guiding her...

At this moment, she just wanted to establish a bond with Ron that could never be severed, and wanted Ron to leave a mark on her, in her soul, and on her body that would never be erased.

Finally, Irelia opened her cherry lips, and a clear, trembling voice echoed in the hall:

"Ron...I like you!"

[Beep, system prompts, Irelia's favorability towards the host has increased, currently at 80, level: understanding and devotion! ]

The second chapter of nearly 6,000 words is here. Thank you all for your support.

(End of this chapter)