Chapter 445 Pulling off an arm (six thousand)

Ron, although his last name is also Copperfield, as a time traveler, he naturally does not have much affection for the Copperfield family.

This was true even if he inherited part of Ron's original memories. If this was a family where the father was kind and the son was filial, and the brothers were friendly and respectful to each other, then Ron would have some affection for them. Unfortunately, in the memories that Ron inherited, he could not feel any warmth at all.

The original owner of this body was actually a very complicated guy.

He is proud and yet inferior.

What he was proud of was that he had half the blood of the Copperfield family, which was the most powerful family in the entire Spang Theocracy, second only to the royal family. It could even be said that the Copperfield family was more powerful than the Douglas royal family and the Bright family. Grand Duke Copperfield was one of the most powerful people in the entire Spang Theocracy. Even King Barumong and Pope Marcelino had to treat the Grand Duke with courtesy when they met him and did not dare to slack off.

This bloodline itself represents dignity and inheritance.

Even if he is a bastard, this is an honor.

What makes him feel inferior is that he is not an ordinary bastard.

In a big family like Copperfield, the main wife can generally only be a princess or duke of the royal family, or the legitimate daughter of a family of the same level as the grand duke.

Just like Melville and Onir's mother, she is Barumong's biological sister.

From this point of view, Melville and Erniere can be said to be the nephews of Barumonger and real royal relatives.

As for the three princesses, Ernel and Lydia, they are close relatives, cousins, but it is obvious that these upper-class people do not care about these things in order to maintain their so-called noble bloodline.

For such a large family, marriage is not just for reproduction and family inheritance, but also an exchange of politics and interests.

The principal wife is a princess, so the side wives, concubines and the like are definitely not ordinary women. Their status may not be as noble as that of a princess, but they are often the illegitimate daughters of a duke, or the legitimate daughters of an earl, or even a marquis.

Their status is equally noble.

So even though the child born cannot inherit the family, no one dares to bully him.

But Ron Copperfield was different. The original owner of this body was just a maid serving the head of the Copperfield family, Balke. After a drunken sex incident, this illegitimate son was born.

In this world, bloodline is the most important thing, and the rule that a mother's status depends on her son does not apply here.

The poor woman did not live a good life because of the birth of her son. On the contrary, her life became more difficult than before.

Balk Copperfield regretted his drunken behavior more than once. What he regretted was not that he had hurt an innocent woman, nor that he could not control his own body.

What annoyed him was that after the incident, he did not kill the woman immediately, and she actually gave birth to a child. Wasn't this tarnishing the bloodline of the Copperfield family?

He even felt unclean more than once.

After the child was born, Balk Copperfield had the urge to strangle the child to death countless times... but he endured it again and again, because this was his eldest son after all.

Killing is unlucky.

Even his own father had such an attitude. One can imagine what kind of life the original owner of this body experienced during his childhood. Not to mention Balke's other wives and concubines, even ordinary servants, house servants, and guards could be bullied at will.

During that long period of time, the original owner of the body could hardly feel any warmth. The unreasonable curses and insults were the result of the kindness of those people. They were accustomed to seeing bruises, broken bones and tendons, and leftovers were commonplace.

It can be said that since the original owner of this body could remember, hunger, cold, pain and fear have filled all his memories.

It can even be said that even when the mother of the original owner of the body was killed by that scumbag Melville, it did not cause much waves in this family.

She's just a maid, who would care?

The only warmth may come from the so-called sister, Willa Copperfield... However, this so-called sister actually has nothing to do with the Copperfield family.

Balke killed Vera's mother's original lover, and then raised his daughter for more than 20 years for his underestimation of the enemy.

It was this special identity and situation that cultivated the original owner's proud but extremely inferior character. He worked desperately to try to prove that he had not disgraced the Copperfield family bloodline.

He tried to embark on the path of spiritual practice, but he had no talent in this area. After years of hard work, he was still just entering the extraordinary realm. Ordinary people with a stronger body could knock him down.

After accidentally discovering his talent in ancient characters, he devoted all his attention to the study of ancient characters. He wanted to become the best scholar in the entire Dusk Continent to prove his talent.

Unfortunately, he forgot.

He is just a concubine's eldest son. If he is honest and has no skills, it would be fine to be bullied on weekdays. But when he starts to show some talents, people will get more and more upset, and the bullying will become more severe.

In the end, he couldn't even survive in the family and was forced to run away from home.

Then, he was hijacked by the Cult of Eternal Freedom.

Then, Ron took over this body again.

Although he had the memories of the original owner of the body, those things did not happen to him after all, so Ron did not have much hatred towards the Copperfield family.

Killing Melville before was also a revenge for the original owner of the body for killing his mother and ending a cause and effect.

After that, he no longer had any relationship with the Copperfield family. This time, when he went to the North to look for the White Garden and passed by the Theocracy of Spang, he only planned to make a short stop.

At most, he would meet up with Irelia, Cecilia, Agnes, and Carol, then find Lydia, Sharin, and Ifrit to learn about the details of the Spang Theocracy, and then leave.

As for the idea of ​​going back to his hometown to visit, it has never occurred to him. Ron doesn't want to have anything to do with the Copperfield family anymore.

Unexpectedly, although he didn't want to have anything to do with the Copperfield family, trouble came to him. He didn't expect to meet Onir here, and he didn't expect that this bastard Onir would actually target Mirabelle.

Ron's expression turned ugly at that moment.

But now, Onil, the Earl's son named Mills, and the remaining two friends, all had their eyes on Mirabelle, the extremely beautiful elf, and did not notice the man next to them at all.

What he didn't notice was that the moment Mills reached out and pushed the man away, Mirabelle's originally charming and lovely face suddenly turned as cold as frost.

Perhaps they saw it, but it was obvious that they did not take it to heart. They even felt that when this elf got angry, his temperament was cold, elegant and noble, which made people more and more unable to stop.

Mirabelle clenched her hands subconsciously. She had been so happy to be with Ron all the way. Now she met such a blind man. Her good mood was ruined... However, Mirabelle also knew that the most abundant thing in the world is such second-generation rich people who like to bully others. Not to mention the Spang Theocracy, even in the Forest of Elves, such people can be found everywhere.

According to her original character, she would have punched this good-for-nothing who had long been drained of his body by alcohol and sex. But now, Ron was right beside her. Although Mirabelle didn't know what Ron wanted to do, she didn't want to cause trouble for him. These noble young masters were the most difficult to deal with. She took a deep breath, suppressed her irritation, and spoke in a soft and polite tone: "Get lost!"

Well, yes, for Mirabelle, not taking direct action was already quite gentle and polite.

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings suddenly became silent.

Passersby, seeing these second-generation rich guys pestering this elf, couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, thinking that this little elf was probably in trouble.

Being targeted by these bastards, let alone an ordinary elf, even a noble lady whose family has slightly weaker influence would be humiliated. It's really pitiful, but no one expected that this elf had such a hot temper. This time, things might be troublesome.

Mills' expression in front of him became extremely strange. He widened his eyes and even wondered if there was something wrong with his ears and whether he had heard it wrong.

This little elf just told me to...get out?

Buzz.

A surge of anger suddenly rushed to his head, and his originally pale face turned red.

Go away? What a shame.

He is the legitimate son of the Earl.

How noble is this identity? A mere elf dared to humiliate him like this. This was the first time in his life that he was looked down upon like this.

Mills was so angry that he even lost his mind. He was used to being arrogant and domineering like this second-generation rich man. He would never consider whether the other party was someone he could afford to offend. In a rage, he stretched out his rough fingers towards Mirabelle's slender neck, with five fingers bent like eagle claws, and roared in a low voice: "Bitch, you are shameless and you are looking for death..."

There was a flash of coldness in Mirabelle's beautiful eyes. She felt that she had just taken a step back, but she didn't expect that this bastard would not just leave quietly, but would continue to pester her and even attack her directly. At that moment, Mirabelle was ready to teach this idiot a lesson.

However, before Mirabelle could make a move, there was a whoosh sound, followed by a snap sound, and Mills' claws suddenly stopped when they were still a few centimeters away from Mirabelle's slender neck.

A big hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed Mills' wrist.

The fingers were like iron clamps, and no matter how hard Mills struggled, he didn't move at all.

Mirabelle glanced quietly to the side, and saw that Ron's face was gloomy and cold, and there was even a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. Although Mirabelle could kill several useless second-generation rich people like him who were hollowed out by alcohol and sex with one slap, she still felt warm in her heart that her lover was willing to stand up for her.

Perhaps, this is the happiness of being protected by someone? Even if it is just a small thing, Mirabelle always feels that she likes this lover more and more.

Poor Mirabelle didn't know that her favorability towards Ron had already reached the maximum and there was no room for it to increase.

Originally, Ron really didn't want to cause too much trouble in the Spang Theocracy. It wasn't because he was afraid, but mainly because he thought it was troublesome.

However, the nature of the matter changed completely after this stupid Mills insulted Mirabelle.

Damn it, I wanted to keep a low profile, but you guys just wanted to cause trouble, right? For more than 200 days after she was buried in the ruins, Mirabelle had been trying to dig herself out of the ruins. Even the dignified Queen of Elf had become exhausted.

This persistent feeling alone is enough to make Mirabelle occupy a very important position in Ron's heart.

I even killed the Holy Father. In this world, apart from those old monsters who never come out, only that old thing Heferson can make me a little afraid. A mere legitimate son of an earl dares to insult Mirabelle. If you don't die, who will?

Low profile?

Forbearance?

What the hell is low-key? What the hell is forbearance?

I have such great strength, but I still live a timid life in this world. Hasn't it been in vain that I have become strong?

Ron's fingers gained strength.

Crunch.

Faintly, one could even hear the sound of bones rubbing against each other.

The pain seeped into his bones, causing Mills, a second-generation rich man, to twitch uncontrollably. His face was twisted into a knot, and within a short period of time, a dense layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face became extremely pale.

He never expected that this little elf would be so disrespectful to him, and he never expected that this man who came out of some corner would dare to attack him.

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

Accompanied by the sound of slurping due to severe pain, Mills could not help but shouted: "You bastard, you actually dared to attack me, kid, you are dead, do you know who I am? My father is the earl, and I am the earl's legitimate son. I will kill you... If you know what's good for you, let me go quickly, and then give this elf to us. Maybe we can give it back to you when we get tired of playing with it..."

Although it was very painful, but when he introduced himself, he could be said to be full of energy.

However……

Phew.

Ron's fingers trembled slightly, and there was a sound like cowhide being torn. Blood spurted out directly, and the ground turned scarlet in an instant. The strong smell of blood gradually filled the surroundings.

hiss.

This scene stunned everyone. Seeing that the arm was still held in Ron's hand and gently shaken, everyone gasped. Coupled with the bloody scene, everyone felt goose bumps all over their body.

Be good.

Now the matter has become a big deal.

Who could have thought that this kid could be so ruthless and decisive.

Mills wanted to use his status to pressure others, but before he could finish his words, his arm was pulled off. Yes, it was pulled off forcefully. It looked even more terrifying than being chopped with a sword.

Especially the places where they were torn off, there was blood all over, the flesh was turned inside out, and the blood vessels and tendons were wriggling like earthworms. No matter how brave one was, one couldn't help but feel a chill in the heart.

At the same time, the sight of Ron became even more strange. Who was this person? How dare he be so cruel to the son of the Earl of the Church? Wasn't he afraid of revenge?

Some people have vaguely sensed something. This man is tall and handsome. It is no exaggeration to say that he has an extraordinary temperament. Although he does not have the unique emblems of aristocrats that can show his identity, just looking at the beautiful elf beside him, you can tell that he is definitely from a noble background. You know, elf maids are rare even among aristocrats.

Moreover, this elf is extremely beautiful, even more beautiful than ordinary elves. This alone is enough to know that this person's identity must be extraordinary.

This time, Mills was afraid he had hit a wall.

Mills was also stunned.

He just stood there in a daze, not moving at all.

He silently lowered his head, looking at the place where his arm was torn off, his face turning paler and paler. After a full three seconds, the kind of extreme pain that pierced his heart suddenly surged into his heart.

The next moment, Mills suddenly opened his mouth, and a shrill scream suddenly tore through the sky, breaking the original tranquility around him.

His legs couldn't even support himself anymore, and his whole body fell to the ground and rolled over.

The screams were even more unpleasant than those of a pig being slaughtered. It sounded like a knife tearing the throat apart.

Hoarse and sharp.

His eyeballs were even rolling upwards, as if he would faint at any moment.

How could this happen? He thought that the bastard didn't hear his name clearly. He believed that as long as the idiot knew his identity, he would kneel down and kowtow, begging for his forgiveness. This kind of thing has happened many times, and Mills subconsciously thought that this time would be the same.

However, I didn't expect this person to pull my arm off...

He doesn't understand.

The sharp scream also woke up O'Neill and two other younger brothers in the back. They shuddered and finally came back to their senses from the bloody scene before.

Then, the expressions of the three men changed drastically. Ernie Copperfield's expression was even more gloomy. He strode towards Ron and Mirabelle.

The remaining two brothers quickly rushed to Mills' side and tried to treat him.

These second-generation rich kids were quite loyal. When they encountered trouble, they didn't abandon their accomplices and run away... Well, actually, it had nothing to do with loyalty. These two little brothers had wanted to run away a long time ago. Although they had some strength, when had they ever seen such a bloody scene? The companions who had been chatting and laughing together before were covered in blood in the blink of an eye. They were so scared that their calves were shaking. If they hadn't been embarrassed, they would have run away long ago.

Those two could get away, but O'Neill definitely couldn't.

The honor of the Copperfield family must not be tarnished.

At this moment, Enil's hair and beard were all standing up, and even his huge eyes were wide open. He could see that both the elf and the man beside the elf had considerable strength.

Mills was really unlucky this time, but... Copperfield was absolutely confident that no matter how strong this man and woman were, they would never be his opponents.

After all, just half a year ago, he had successfully entered the legendary realm and became one of the most famous masters of the younger generation in the Spang Theocracy.

Although I am outnumbered, I have the advantage.

Boom…Boom…Boom…

Every step that Onil took forward was like a King Kong war elephant trampling the ground, and the earth shook like an earthquake.

With every step closer, the aura of O'Neill would expand a little.

In just a short distance, O'Neill's strength had been stimulated to the extreme. The chaotic energy directly formed an area around him that no outsiders could approach. The large group of onlookers felt difficulty breathing and their chests were extremely depressed, as if they were pressed by a huge rock. They had to retreat one after another, and a large area on the wide street was directly vacated.

Just when his strength reached its limit, O'Neill had already approached Ron within one meter.

The right hand is spread out like a palm-leaf fan.

The slender fingers, like the sharp claws of some wild beast, grabbed Ron's head.

There was an explosive shout from his throat: "You dare to hurt my brother, you are seeking death!"

In the whole royal city, who doesn't know that Enil is the most loyal? Dare to hurt his brother? Then you will lose your life.

As his claws were about to grab Ron's forehead, O'Neill paused. He felt that the man in front of him was strangely familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. The next moment, O'Neill felt as if a flash of light flashed through his mind, and a sudden thought came to his mind: Ron? Is it Ron Copperfield?

Is he his so-called big brother?

Undoubtedly, O'Neill was also one of the murderers who bullied Ron when he was a child. Most of the bruises on the original owner's face during his childhood were caused by O'Neill... Most people who bully the original owner of the body basically do it secretly, but O'Neill is different. Once he is not satisfied, he will find the original owner of the body and beat him up severely, and then he will feel refreshed immediately.

After Ron left the family, O'Neill didn't pay much attention to him. At most, he would complain about the loss of a handy sandbag when he was occasionally depressed.

Later, when he heard that this guy had become some kind of prophet in Granville and could see into the future, O'Neill sneered at him and thought he was a liar.

When the Spang Theocracy was preparing to go to war with Granville, Melville mobilized experts to kill Ron as a reason to start a war. At that time, O'Neill thought that this man was dead, but Ron was still alive, and Melville died forever in Granville.

It is said that he was killed by Ron.

Although Ernie didn't quite believe it, if it was true, he really had to thank Ron. If Ron hadn't killed Melville, the family heir and the heir to the title of Grand Duke would not have fallen to Ernie.

A large number of memory fragments flashed through O'Neill's mind in an instant.

But the movement of his hands only paused for a brief moment, and then his five fingers grabbed Ron's forehead with even more fierce power than before.

What a joke, what big brother, what prophet, he's just a bastard, how can he compare to a good brother's arm? As soon as he saw Ron, O'Neill felt the disgust he had accumulated since he was a child, all of which surged into his heart at this moment, making him want to twist Ron's head off alive, peel off his skin, pull out his tendons, grind his bones and scatter his ashes.

Swish! A sharp force whistled out.

In an instant, several fingers had reached Ron's forehead, and were about to leave several bloody holes in Ron's head.

Chapter 1 Six Thousand, and Six Thousand More Later

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