Chapter 223 Take Off Your Nun's Uniform (4)

Isabel, you don't want your fiancé to die in pain, do you? When Ron said this, he immediately felt very ashamed. Why is this happening? He has been in this world for such a long time, but why can't he get rid of this bad accent? He even passed it on to Virgil, and let that guy help him carry it forward? Is this good? This is not good. This will corrupt the atmosphere of the Dusk Continent.

Bai Yuan, who was lying on Ron's back, originally had no interest in the communication between Ron and Isabel, but at this moment he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Ron with contempt, as if saying, I didn't expect you to be so shameless.

However, the effect of this sentence on Isabel was better than expected.

Isabel's body trembled violently, her big eyes were filled with fear, and her little face under the veil turned pale in an instant.

There is no way, the fate of her fiancé is indeed the best way to control Isabel.

"Ahem, of course... I, the young master, will never coerce others."

The feeling of guilt only lasted for a few seconds in Ron's heart. He soon recovered and spoke again: "So, if you want your fiancé to live, then sign this contract. Of course, the premise is that you are willing. Remember, you have to be willing."

Bai Yuan next to him looked at him with even more contempt.

voluntary?

You dare say this is voluntary?

Then why do you emphasize her fiancé's life? Isn't this what you often say in the human world, that a whore should also build a memorial archway?

Ron glanced at Bai Yuan in annoyance. This woman was becoming more and more disrespectful. She even dared to look down on her man. He would definitely use the family rules to teach this vixen a lesson.

"Okay, I promise."

At this moment, Isabel suddenly spoke, and she readily agreed to Ron's conditions.

Ron couldn't help being a little surprised that she agreed so readily. He glanced at Isabel and smiled quickly. He understood what Isabel was thinking.

Perhaps, Isabel just treated the contract as an ordinary contract. After she got the antidote and saved Ashburn, she immediately turned her face and denied it. Although the saint might lose some face, compared with the content written in the contract and the life of her fiancé, it was better to lose a little face.

Ron did not expose Isabel's thoughts. He watched as the saint put a finger under her veil, bit her fingertip, and left her name on the contract document.

The contract is done.

Ron stretched out his hand, and the contract document returned to Ron's palm, then quickly combusted and turned into ashes.

"Mr. Ben has always been sincere and sticks to his words. Since you have signed the contract, I will give you the antidote." As he spoke, Ron swung his hand and a glass bottle flew towards Isabel.

Bai Yuan was about to remind him that this woman might be up to something, but before he could open his mouth, he saw the faint smile on Ron's face, and then Bai Yuan stuffed what he wanted to say back into his stomach.

I was really worrying for nothing. When had I ever seen him suffer a loss? Even if he was a temporary ally of mine, he still got eaten up by me in the end.

In the Dusk Continent, he is probably the only one who cheats others. This simple little saint girl will probably be eaten up without leaving any residue.

Isabel happily took the glass bottle, which contained a clear liquid that looked like water. The joy on her face did not last long. Isabel glanced at the man opposite her cautiously: "Are you serious?"

"Really." Ron nodded, paused, raised his right hand, and held up four fingers: "I swear in the name of the Goddess of Dawn."

Isabel believed it a little more.

This antidote, if it's real, would be great.

If it was fake, or even a more terrifying poison, the worst that could happen would be that Ashburn would die faster, without having to endure such perverted torture.

Isabel put away the potion and bowed again: "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I will go and detoxify my fiancé."

Ron nodded slightly, indicating that Isabel could do as she pleased.

After getting the antidote, Isabel really didn't want to stay here for half a second. She was worried that Ron would remember the condition he had offered before, sacrifice himself! To Isabel, this place was as terrifying as a devil's cave, and she just wanted to stay away from it.

As for the contents of the contract? Isabel had never thought about abiding by it from the beginning to the end.

Of course, at least in the Temple of Dusk, she would definitely not cause trouble for Ron and Bai Yuan again, as the gap in strength between the two sides was there.

But, if Ashburne survived and left the Twilight Temple, what would he do? With Ashburne's temperament, he would definitely not be willing to suffer such a big loss. He might even mobilize the power of the entire Church of the Goddess of Nature to kill this man, right? Of course, she didn't want to conflict with this man again. She would definitely stop him, but Ashburne would probably not listen.

Moreover, when Isabel thought of the pain that Ashburn had suffered, she couldn't help but feel a strong hatred in her heart...

The next moment! "Ah..."

Isabel was about to leave when she suddenly stopped at the door, letting out an extremely painful scream.

Scarlet chains, like ferocious poisonous snakes, emerged from the saint's body, wrapping around Isabel's arms, neck, chest, waist, and thighs, forming a tortoise shell-like pattern.

The scarlet chains tightened rapidly.

Deep depressions began to appear on Isabel's body.

Even though Isabel was a legendary five-star master, she had no way to resist these strange chains.

The chains seemed to tear her skin and flesh inch by inch and piece by piece, and crush her bones into pieces. The intense pain stimulated Isabel's consciousness.

The chain that kept tightening around her neck was like a collar. The strong feeling of suffocation made Isabel's face look strangely pale.

This sudden change surprised Bai Yuan a little.

The whole process lasted for several minutes, which seemed very short, but to Isabel it felt like more than ten years. Every minute and every second was filled with the fear of wandering at the gate of hell.

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

The feeling of constantly wandering between life and death made Isabel shudder.

Finally, the chains suddenly sank into Isabel's body and shrank, like little snakes, coiling around her heart.

As long as she has any evil thoughts in her mind, the chains transformed from the high-level contract documents can take Isabel's life at any time.

huff… huff…

Isabel gasped for breath.

I don't know when the veil fell to the ground. Her delicate and tender baby face was pale. The nun's uniform was soaked with sweat and stuck to her skin, highlighting her beautiful curves.

The densely packed small bumps on her arms had not yet disappeared. Isabel finally raised her head and looked at the man opposite her with fear on her face.

Ron sneered: "Isabelle, you don't think that's just an ordinary contract, do you?"

"I'm sorry to tell you that the effect of the high-level contract document is mandatory. Even if you are a legendary five-star master, you cannot violate it."

Isabel turned even paler.

"From now on, you will not be able to disobey my orders."

"Even if you don't want to do it, the contract will force you to do it."

"Even if I ask you to kill Ashburn now, no matter how much you resist in your heart, you will still raise the butcher knife in the end."

Boom...Crack.

Isabel's body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning. Her eyes were full of struggle. She couldn't believe that there would be such an unreasonable contract document in the world.

"Don't you believe it?" Ron laughed, "Then, Your Highness, take off your nun's uniform."

Isabel's eyes suddenly widened.

Ron's order caused Isabel to feel strong disgust and resistance.

Almost the moment she heard the order, her consciousness issued a command of refusal. She absolutely did not want to expose her pure body to this despicable man.

But soon, Isabel was surprised to find that her hands were raised uncontrollably. She seemed to have become a puppet, her fingers trembling as she reached for the belt around her waist.

Chapter 4 is here.

(End of this chapter)