Chapter 377 Dolores’s Indulgence (2)

Although Holt 474 was a loser, these nobles did not like the old king who had long passed away.

After all, Holt the 474th also pursued the method of weakening the nobles, but compared to Holt who was driven away, the more ruthless and cruel Dolores made them hate her even more.

Moreover, even if one hates Holt, his methods are still admirable, especially under Holt, there is a special force, which is almost entirely composed of thieves who are good at hiding, assassination, and spying.

Throughout Adams, almost no intelligence could escape the eyes and ears of this force.

In order to ensure the loyalty of this troop, Holt even specially granted the title of lord to every member of this troop, making them the lowest nobles.

As for Bach, I heard that he was just a small captain originally, but he got rewarded for gathering a lot of information about Ron some time ago and has now climbed to the position of captain... Of course, that elite spy unit has now disappeared with the destruction of the palace.

It seems that this guy is lucky and can actually survive from the palace. He is indeed an elite thief. Apart from anything else, his means of saving his life are really quite good.

Since the information was provided by Bach, it must be very reliable.

Moreover, since this guy is a noble, he will definitely not watch the aristocracy being destroyed by Dolores and lose his original privileges, so he will definitely not deceive me about such a thing.

If that's the case, it means that the devil Ron is really seriously injured.

Should.

When the nobles thought of this, they couldn't help but get excited. The expressions on their faces became even more distorted and their breathing became rapid.

Almost all of these nobles were practitioners. They might not be very strong, but they understood the most basic knowledge. They knew very well how important the critical moment of breakthrough was for practitioners. Ron was extremely lucky that he just failed to break through, was seriously injured, and his realm fell. If he was unlucky, he would have died on the spot.

Opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Their chests began to feel hot.

They are nobles. From the moment they were born into this world, they exist to enjoy life. This is only natural.

But now, because of the devil Ron and the evil bitch Dolores, their privileges have been revoked. They can no longer rob beautiful civilian women, plunder the wealth of civilians, or kill people at will. If they break the law, they will be punished.

Oh, God.

This is really bad.

In just a few days they had had enough.

They wanted revenge and wanted to continue to maintain the God-given power in their hands, but they were afraid of the army in Dolores's hands and the devil Ron... But now the opportunity was before them. Dolores had carelessly left the camp, and Ron was seriously injured and his strength was not as good as before. Once they killed Ron and Dolores, then everything they had lost would be repaid double.

Everyone's heart was beating violently. They looked at their companions and could clearly feel the madness in their companions' eyes.

"Everyone, let's take a gamble..."

"We have no way out. Either we stay here and get picked off one by one by Dolores, or we fight to the death..."

"Damn it, let's fight, otherwise we will be killed by Dolores sooner or later."

"Yes, let's fight."

Similar roars occurred one after another.

They seemed to have forgotten the bloodshed that once took place within the palace; greed and desire had filled everyone's chest.

The momentum, which had been a little sluggish at first, reached an unprecedented limit in a short period of time, as if victory was just around the corner.

Even the eldest prince Antoine was infected involuntarily. His eyes turned bloodshot and his throat roared continuously like a wild beast.

"By the way, what should we do with Bach? He provided us with information after all..."

"How about raising his title to a higher rank and making him a baron?"

"Well, just a few pieces of information can be exchanged for a real title. He is really lucky. We are really too tolerant and generous."

I have to say, these people's personalities are really a bit weird.

After deciding to take action, the first thing they discussed was not how to achieve their goals or make a detailed plan, but how to distribute the benefits after the success. They were afraid that they would get less, and even more afraid that others would get more...

"By the way, what about the church? If Christian helps, we might fail. That Ron seems to be a pastor of the Church of the Dawn Goddess. They won't just sit there and do nothing, right?"

"Don't worry. Bach brought news that the Church of the Goddess of Dawn was also severely damaged this time. Christian was also injured. Moreover, it seems that the seal of the evil god suppressed by the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn has loosened. How can they have time to worry about us?"

The whole farce lasted for a long time.

Finally, these nobles left Schultz's family one by one and began to return to their mansions to mobilize their private soldiers.

On the other side, at the Morik Hotel, Agnes was still sleeping soundly.

She is very tired.

Ron's physical strength was a little too much for her to bear.

Lucia was also fast asleep.

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

Ron had exorcised nearly one-third of the sea snakes from Lucia's body. Although her sleep time did not decrease as a result, her face was much more rosy than before.

At this moment, there was another guest in this room.

The long golden wavy hair shows confidence and pride, the fair skin is like jade, the big golden eyes are full of joy, the pretty cheeks and bright smile even cover up the slight tiredness in the corners of the eyes, exuding feminine charm.

It's Dolores.

"What happened here?" Dolores' voice was a little hoarse.

"Nothing, just a petty thief who doesn't know how to die." Ron smiled, stretched out his hand to hook Dolores' waist, and with a little force, her slender and plump thighs sat directly on Ron's legs.

She leaned into Ron's arms.

The originally fair face finally showed a hint of blush.

This is the Queen of Granville, who commands an army of hundreds of thousands. In the kingdom, there are countless handsome, brave and strong men who secretly admire her.

But now, she has completely lost the dignity of a queen, and is like a little girl, nestling in the arms of a man. If the people see this scene, they will probably be shocked.

Only in front of Ron would Dolores act like a little girl.

She is very tired.

Although she is a princess and has received a different education since childhood and has a much stronger will than ordinary women, after all, she is just a woman who is just twenty years old.

In this short period of time, she had to abolish the various harsh policies made by her father, suppress the nobles, prevent their counterattack, guard against invasions by hostile countries on the border, and stop the spread of the black beast and the young god...

There are too many things that Dolores needs to deal with. Although she has tried hard to recruit some talents from the public to share some of her pressure, it is far from enough.

However, she could not show that kind of weakness in front of other people, because she was the queen, the queen of Granville, the pillar of Granville. In front of the people and her subordinates, she would always remain proud and dignified, and fatigue was an expression that could never appear on her face.

Only with Ron could she put aside all her disguises and relax for a while.

She didn't care about the killer Ron mentioned. In Dolores' opinion, no one in the huge Granville had the ability to kill Ron.

The beautiful body just twisted gently in Ron's arms, her hands caressing the sides of Ron's cheeks, their eyes met, and in those golden eyes, Ron could feel the burning flame.

Dolores was longing.

Chapter 2 　　 　 (End of this chapter)