Chapter 282 Betrayal (3)
A light kiss.
Not intense, not crazy.
But it was like sweet honey, which made Ron and Agnes enjoy it.
They were familiar with each other's bodies, yet they were still obsessed with each other. Agnes's little hands had been placed on Ron's shoulders without her knowing when. She tilted her head slightly, allowing her lover to pick her beauty.
I don't know how much time passed, but Ron's lips finally moved away slowly. They looked at each other, and they could see the deep, unbreakable affection in each other's eyes.
His mouth traced down Agnes's cheek, kissed her neck, and made its way down.
Ron seemed to have turned into a greedy treasure thief who only wanted to plunder all the good things from Agnes. To this end, he would never give up even if he had to climb mountains and hide in valleys.
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We have to admit that wedding dresses and pure white garter stockings are a natural match, which can show a woman's gentleness and purity to the extreme.
It's late at night.
Agnes's plump body was still nestled in Ron's chest, her face still flushed.
The fusion of spirit and desire is the most wonderful experience in the world.
I don't know if it was the wedding dress on Agnes, the hope that Agnes entrusted her with her life, or Ron's oath that was not really a oath, but I always felt that it was on this night that the two of them were truly and completely connected.
Recalling the scene just now, Ron could feel that some abnormalities seemed to be growing uncontrollably in his body.
Agnes, with half of her body leaning on Ron, naturally noticed Ron's reaction and her pretty face turned even redder.
However, Agnes did not refuse nor avoid him, which was the best signal for Ron.
Just when Ron was preparing to regroup and rebuild his country...
Bang, bang, bang! There was a knock on the door.
In an instant, Ron's expression darkened.
Who the hell is this person? Isn’t the timing of knocking on the door a bit too late?
Even though Ron was broad-minded and never fussed about trivial matters, at this moment he suddenly felt a little impatient.
This is normal. Any man who is disturbed at this time would probably want to kill someone.
Ron was going to ignore the guy outside the door, thinking that the guy would leave on his own in no time.
But Ron obviously underestimated the persistence of the person outside the door. After a long while, the knocking sound still came intermittently, with no sign of disappearing.
Seeing Ron's unhappy look, Agnes couldn't help but chuckle with her hands covering her mouth. She gave Ron a cold look, then supported herself with her slender arms, picked up Ron's coat beside her, and put it on him.
"Sir, go out and take a look. It might be something important." Agnes said.
My husband is good in every way, but sometimes he can't tell priorities apart.
Agnes had already spoken, so what could Ron do? He could only sigh helplessly, put on his clothes grumblingly, and then walked towards the door, muttering in his heart that if this was really a trivial matter, he would make sure that guy who dared to disturb him understood why the flowers were so red.
Bach had been waiting outside the door.
As a thief under King Holt, although his strength was not very strong, his status was very high. It was not difficult for him to find out where Ron and Agnes lived. But now, Bach couldn't help but have a little more doubt. Did he really go to the wrong place? Otherwise, why has it been so long and there is still no movement in the room? Even if Ron and Agnes were already asleep, with their strength, they were afraid that they would be able to knock on the door at the first time. No, before that, when he just approached the room, they should have noticed it. It is impossible that so much time has passed and there is still no movement.
Although I am unwilling to accept it, it seems that Ron and Agnes may have really left because of something.
Bach felt a little regretful in his heart. He had finally mustered up all his courage to appear here. For him, making this decision was definitely not an easy thing.
If I want to come here again next time, I’m afraid it will be impossible.
Sighing, Bach was about to turn around and leave, but just as he turned around, the door was roughly opened with a clang.
The noise startled Bach, and he turned back in an instant. A figure appeared in front of him. Who else could it be but Mr. Ron, the terrifying man who easily killed Grand Duke Egbert?
Is he in the room?
Why was there no movement for so long? There was no way he hadn't heard me knocking on the door.
By the way, I heard that Mr. Ron is a prophet. Could it be that he has known about my appearance for a long time, and the fact that he didn’t open the door for such a long time was actually just a test for himself?
But if he was really a prophet, then could it be that he already knew about the arrangements made by Apu and Holt?
Wouldn't the content that I was about to reveal to him become worthless? It was really difficult to deal with the prophet, because you had no idea what kind of future he had glimpsed.
In a flash, many thoughts emerged in Bach's mind, but this man was also a talent. He quickly suppressed the confusion in his heart and figured out the current situation. It didn't matter to him how much of the future Ron, the prophet, had glimpsed. He just had to express his attitude.
Thinking of this, Bach no longer hesitated and clasped his hands towards Ron: "Sir, I am Bach, nice to see you again."
Ron was also a little surprised. He really couldn't understand why this little thief who was spying under Holt came to him so late at night.
However, Ron had already become much more mature and stable. He was accustomed to subconsciously hiding his emotions in front of other people. He did not show the surprise in his heart at all, but just stared at Bach quietly.
Ron's performance made Bach feel terrified and he admired him even more.
As expected of a prophet, he was not at all surprised at my appearance. Could it be that in his mind, he had already calculated my actions in advance?
It must be like this. The prophet controls the future, so what can be hidden from the prophet's eyes? Thinking of this, Bach was even more fortunate that he had made the decision in advance. Otherwise, he would not know how he died.
Thinking of this, Bach became more humble: "Sir, I apologize for interrupting you today. I have something to tell you."
The other party is already a prophet. It would be foolish to hide it at this time and try to use the information you have to exchange for some benefits. It is better to make your attitude clear as soon as possible. Don't dare to think about wealth and glory. As long as you can keep your life, you will be lucky.
Then he hurriedly told Apu and Holt everything they had discussed.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Bach's words made Ron secretly frightened.
Ron was not surprised that Holt and Apu would gather a large amount of force to deal with him.
However, Ron did not expect Holt to be so generous that he was willing to share a batch of his dragon remains, and even his former enemy, Augustus Andre, was willing to lower himself and lose face to win him over.
If we add Dominic from the Magic Association.
Even though Ron thought he was powerful, he had to admit that this was a very scary force, and if he was not careful, he might really capsize.
Of course, with Ron's methods, he would not die, but he would still lose face.
"Why are you telling me this?" Ron asked quietly.
He was a little curious. Bach was Holt's man, so why did he choose to join him now?
Although the killing of Grand Duke Egbert seemed to have made Holt lose face, Holt's side was still a behemoth, not to mention the Vice Pope Apu who was always instigating and assisting him. In comparison, Ron and Agnes were only two people after all. After a comparison, it was self-evident which side had the greater power and would be more likely to win in the end. Ron really couldn't think of the reason why Bach would join him at this time.
Bach smiled bitterly upon hearing this: "Sir, you are joking. Although I don't have much talent, I can see that it won't be long before the Granville Kingdom, no, even the entire Dusk Continent, will undergo a huge change that has not happened in eight thousand years."
"By then, I'm afraid the royal family and the nobility will be wiped out."
"I was originally a thief under Holt, and I am also a lord. I am afraid that I will inevitably be liquidated by then. I have nothing else to ask for, but just want to find a chance to survive."
Ron was shocked when he heard this.
He looked at the little thief in front of him with even greater respect.
The future described by Bach is exactly the goal that Ron instigated Dolores to rebel and that he wanted to achieve through hard planning.
There are many smart people in this world, but no one can see this point. Now it has been revealed by this little thief.
How dare you claim that you have no talent? You are just a smart guy, right?
This kid could be used a little.
Several thoughts instantly popped up in Ron's mind, and he had already made a judgment in his heart.
"Bach, you did a great job. I am very satisfied." Ron nodded slightly.
Phew! Bach heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.
He knew that betraying Holt for the 474th time and going to find Ron was the right decision. At least, in the chaos of the foreseeable future, he had already held on to a thigh, which was most likely the thickest one.
I finally seized the chance to survive.
At the same time, there was no longer any doubt about Ron's identity as the prophet.
If he was not a prophet, why was he not surprised at his sudden appearance? If he was not a prophet, why was he not shocked at all after hearing what he said? It was obvious that the prophet had deduced the secrets of heaven, and the plans of Holt and Apu had long been known to the prophet, and everything was under control.
It's ridiculous that Holt and Apu, two idiots, thought their plan was flawless, but they didn't know that they were nothing but chickens and dogs in front of the prophet and could be broken in a snap.
Chapter 3 is here.
(End of this chapter)