Chapter 219 Ashburn's Fiancée (5)
Ron never thought that one day he would be shocked by a woman's demands.
As expected of a vixen, it was as if she could never be satisfied. Even though the beads of sweat stuck to her silver hair had not yet fallen, Bai Yuan was aroused once again.
The impulse that has accumulated over the years is not easily eliminated.
Of course, Bai Yuan was thoughtful enough to find a pretty good reason for herself.
breeding!
That's right, breeding.
She had made a mistake in her practice before, which caused her body and will to be out of control and she had sex with Ron.
But, since this situation has already occurred, we cannot waste it and might as well get it done in one go. Therefore, we need to do it a few more times to consolidate it. Otherwise, the dozens of times before will be wasted.
Seeing Bai Yuan blushing as he found such a bad excuse for himself, Ron admired him very much. Who said that Bai Yuan was cute and naive?
Sure enough, a vixen is a vixen. No matter how pure and lovely she looks, cunning is her nature.
Ron agreed to Bai Yuan's request... outright.
Again, Ron is a very possessive guy.
No matter how beautiful a woman is, if she has nothing to do with Ron, he will at most admire her from afar. He may have some bad fantasies in his mind, but he will never be so domineering as to assume that the other person is his woman.
But it was different with Bai Yuan. They had already rolled around in bed. No, on the floor, windowsill and desk. In Ron's heart, this vixen was his woman.
It is a man's duty to feed his woman.
Seeing Bai Yuan lying on his chest obediently at this moment, like a real little fox, his fingers followed the furry and fluffy tail and went up against the trend.
...omitted...
In the shackled Dusk Continent, although this person's strength is not the best, she is definitely the type that can walk sideways in the Dusk Continent. As long as she is not unlucky enough to meet people of Christian and Arianna's level, basically few people can threaten Isabel's life.
Although she has great strength and the noble status of a saint, Isabel's character is somewhat weak, and one can even say that she has some inferiority complex.
Because she was born with a baby face, which seemed too undignified to Isabel, she always covered her face with a veil.
This inferiority complex has other reasons, including bloodline, background, and status before becoming a saint.
If you want to become a saint, you must first become a candidate for the saint. In the Kingdom of Spang, the selection of candidates for the saint is also subject to extremely strict regulations. It does not mean that any nun in the Church of the Heart of Nature can become a candidate for the saint and participate in the election of the saint.
The situation in the Spang Theocracy is different from that in Granville. In Granville, the relationship between the government and the church is not harmonious, and they are even hostile to each other, and both want to reduce each other's influence.
But in the Theocracy of Spang, the state and the church are closely linked together. You are in me and I am in you, and they are almost indistinguishable from each other.
To become a candidate for the Virgin of Saints, one must obtain a letter of recommendation, and the letter must contain the names of at least two royal family members or papal vicars of the same level, or a letter signed by three dukes, five green archbishops, seven marquises, or more than ten bishops.
It can be said that the selection of the Saint is not a competition of the Saint candidate's own qualifications, appearance, or loyalty to the church, but a competition of the power behind the Saint candidate and who can get more support. A woman who can get this level of support should not be underestimated in her status.
A candidate for the title of Saint could be the Pope's illegitimate daughter, the king's princess who was exiled to the countryside, the concubine's daughter of a grand duke's family, or at the very least, the eldest daughter of a marquis' family.
Isabel originally did not have the qualifications to become a saint, she was not even qualified to be a candidate for a saint.
She was born in a humble family and was sold to the church by her parents when she was very young, becoming a nun of the lowest level.
That's right, the lowest-ranking serving nun in the church.
Serving nuns are not only found in the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, but also in all the seven orthodox religions. After all, this is a very useful means for the church to win over important figures.
Compared to sending money or potions, serving nuns is more efficient and less costly.
In the eyes of the church's high-ranking officials, serving nuns are no longer even considered normal human beings. They are just beautiful commodities that can be sold at a very good price.
As a serving nun, Isabel thought that her fate would be no different from that of other sisters who received training together. When she grew up to be fourteen years old, she might be noticed by a white-haired noble who was too old even for her grandfather, or by a pot-bellied businessman. Then, she would just have to put all the skills and knowledge she learned in the church into use, and use her body to serve those nobles wholeheartedly.
If she is lucky, she might be noticed by a noble with a good temper, taken home, and become a bedroom maid. When the master needs her, she will offer her body and release his desires.
If she is unlucky, she might meet a pervert with a twisted, cruel and tyrannical personality when she receives a distinguished guest for the first time, and then die in extreme pain.
This is her fate.
But when she was fourteen years old, her fate took a turn.
Because a candidate for saint lacked servants to serve her, she was temporarily seconded from the serving nuns. It was this move that completely changed Isabel's fate.
During the Saint Selection Ceremony, the sacred tree that was the incarnation of the Goddess of Nature, which had been said to be motionless for thousands of years, showed an abnormal reaction for the first time. A pure white flower actually bloomed on the sacred tree.
It was a miracle that was beyond the expectations of all clergymen.
At that moment, whether it was the King of the Spang Theocracy who came to participate in the ceremony, or the Pope of the Church of Nature's Heart, they all prostrated themselves on the ground and pledged their devout faith.
A petal fell from the treetop.
All clergymen have recognized that whoever is the candidate for the saint can become a true saint if he or she obtains this petal.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
However, no one expected that this piece of petal would completely ignore the laws of the world and draw graceful arcs in the air. Even these candidates for the Saint, and even their supporters, who had already started using their magic powers, were unable to get the petal.
Then, in everyone's incredible gaze, the petals fell silently into Isabel's palm, and in an instant, merged into Isabel's body.
God knows what kind of expressions and feelings everyone present had at that moment, no matter if they were royals, nobles, or clergy of the Church of the Heart of Nature. Isabel could only feel a pair of strange eyes staring at her. Those eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and even hatred...
That look made Isabel shudder.
The eight candidates for the Saint were extremely unwilling to see Isabel get the position of Saint. Who could have thought that after fighting so hard for so long, it would end up being a cheap maid? They were willing to propose a new selection.
However, this is the first time that the sacred tree has performed miracles in thousands of years.
This represents the will of the goddess of nature. No matter how unhappy one is in the heart, who dares to disobey it? So, Isabel finally took the position of the saint.
However, this position is obviously not so easy to hold. Isabel has no background in the church, and even the nuns serving her are spies planted by other forces.
Isabel even felt that her life was even worse than when she was a serving nun. In the Church of the Heart of Nature, she was made difficult, threatened, despised, and humiliated everywhere. There were countless threats, both overt and covert! She even encountered assassination attempts more than once.
But at this moment, Ashburn suddenly stood up and expressed his recognition of Saint Isabel's identity in front of a large number of clergy.
He also stated that as the Son of God, Isabel was his fiancée.
Anyone who dares to bully Isabel is provoking the Ashburn family and will inevitably be subjected to the most brutal revenge.
At that moment, Isabel, who felt warmth and kindness for the first time, fell in love with them.
That's right. Even though Isabel knew that Ashburn was actually very fickle, she knew that he had more than three digits of regular lovers.
As for how many casual lovers there are, it is impossible to even count them.
However, Isabel's feelings for Ashburn never changed at all.
The scenes she had experienced in the past flashed through her mind, and Isabel slowly turned her gaze to Ashburn beside her.
But at this moment, the Holy Son no longer has the handsomeness and charm of the past.
The silver-white robe had long been soaked with sticky yellow juice and exuded a strong stench.
The once handsome face had now completely rotted away, with not a single piece of good flesh left.
Here is the fifth chapter. I have been driving all day today and finally have time to upload the book. I have to drive another day tomorrow and the update will also be in the evening. How embarrassing.
(End of this chapter)