Chapter 454 The Saint is Serving (10,000)

Her body is burning hot.

My heart is beating fast.

Isabel has a pair of bright and beautiful big eyes, and at this moment those eyes are even more watery and full of brightness and charm.

Isabel had never had such a feeling before. The breath coming from her master was like some kind of mysterious incense, carrying an indescribable temptation that made the usually pure-hearted saint also become confused and infatuated.

Ron was still soaking comfortably in the warm water, but before long, he suddenly felt something soft pressing on his back from behind.

The special feeling made Ron's body tremble slightly, ripples appeared on the water surface, and the expression on his face was extremely strange.

Originally, Ron had no intention of attacking Isabel so early. The reason why he asked Isabel to come was just to discuss how to wipe out all the masters in the King's City of the Spang Church.

With combat power comparable to that of a destructive level, it is not difficult to achieve this.

The hard part is finding these guys.

Barumong, Marcelino, Mireya, Balke, Agulal... There are still many masters in this royal city.

Of course, these people are no match for him, and even if they join together, he can easily defeat them.

However, if these people are really determined to hide and refuse to go out, it would be difficult to find them.

That's why Ron deliberately arranged this drama, letting Lydia cause rebellions in various places within the Church, forcing Barumong to take action.

He met with Isabel deliberately to make Marcelino think that he supported Isabel and was preparing to overthrow him, so that Marcelino could not sit idly by.

As for the Copperfield family, they directly cut Kane into a human stick and completely disabled O'Neill. The masters of the Copperfield family would definitely not sit still.

When all these people gather together, it's time to kill them.

Without so many experts, the ruling class of the Spang Theocracy would inevitably be in chaos, and Lydia's actions would face less resistance.

By that time, Dolores becomes the queen, Lydia becomes the queen, and the orcs are not exterminated as per the plot in the game. The world line that the repairman has been maintaining will be in complete chaos. Repairing the world line alone will be enough to take up most of the repairman's energy, leaving him with less time to deal with himself.

This wave is perfect.

This was Ron's plan. He had no intention of eating Isabel here. After all, although a high-level contract document had been signed, Ron did not like to force others.

Ron could see that although Isabel, the saint, seemed weak and timid on weekdays, she was actually very strong by nature.

If Isabel's bottom line is touched, it will inevitably lead to an extremely strong backlash.

With this woman's personality, she might even risk her life to completely break the shackles of the high-level contract documents.

However, Ron never expected that Isabel would take the initiative to approach him when he did not make any request... It was okay to just give her a massage before, but now she was completely pressing on him. What was this?

Ron was surprised, and Isabel was even more embarrassed. She was ignorant to begin with. Although she had read some picture books before, that was just theory after all. Isabel had no practical experience at all. Now she leaned on her master bravely, but she had no idea what to do next.

Even my entire head was blank, and the little experience I had gained from theory learning disappeared completely.

Just following instinct, a pair of arms as soft and smooth as lotus roots silently wrapped around Ron's neck.

At this moment, Isabel still retained a little rationality in her consciousness and was not completely immersed in desire. She put her crystal-clear lips close to Ron's ear and answered the question Ron had asked before.

However, as they spoke, Ron could always feel the warm air echoing in his ears.

At a close distance, one could even smell the faint fragrance coming from Isabel.

"The master's plan was perfect."

"Although there are some loopholes in the plan, Barumonger, Marcelino, and the Copperfield family are too cooperative."

"Originally, the common people of the Spang Theocracy were dissatisfied with the extravagance of the royal family, the church, and the nobles, but after thousands of years of rule, they had long been accustomed to such a life, and the idea of ​​rebellion had never occurred to them."

This is slave rule.

After thousands of years, it has become almost deeply rooted.

There are countless civilians who would never think of rebelling even if they were freezing to death, starving to death, selling their children, or even if their wives and daughters were kidnapped.

For these civilians, such things have almost become a matter of course, as if it should be so, and they have long accepted their fate.

But people change.

"Last winter, the Theocracy of Spang was colder than in previous years. It was covered with ice and snow almost the entire winter."

"Countless people died of starvation and freezing. In the huge country of Sibang, emaciated and stiff bodies can be seen everywhere. I don't know how many families were torn apart and their families were destroyed."

"Unfortunately, the nobles, royal families, and clergy were unwilling to reduce their income and living standards because of the cold weather. Instead of reducing taxes on the common people, they even increased them by 30% compared to previous years, causing more and more people to be unable to survive."

"At this time, Princess Lydia suddenly stood up and called on the nobles, royal family and clergy to donate money to help the civilians."

"Not surprisingly, the upper class never regarded the common people as human beings. In their eyes, the common people were just consumables. They would die if they died. Even if their grains had moldered in the granary and their gold coins had rusted underground, they would never waste a single penny on the common people."

"They just regarded the Third Princess as a foolish little girl with unrealistic wishful thinking. They donated a few melons and dates to show their respect, and ignored her if they didn't, as if nothing had ever happened."

"Although this was a plan we had set up before, taking this opportunity to win the hearts of the people, I can see that Lydia really wants to do something and really wants to save more lives. She doesn't want to see the Spang Theocracy in mourning."

"That period was probably the most difficult time for Lydia. She lost a lot of hair."

"You can hardly see any smile on her face. She looks sad every day. It's pitiful to see her like that."

Ron was silent for a moment.

During that time, Lydia suffered a lot after all... No, compared to the physical fatigue, perhaps the mental torment was more unbearable for Lydia.

Ron could see that although Lydia was forced to sign a high-level contract with him, and although Lydia seemed to not care about anything on the surface, in fact, she always wanted to make the Spang Theocracy a better place.

Isabel seemed to remember something as well. She sighed quietly, looking somewhat distressed. After all, no matter how much Isabel hated Ashbern and Marcelino, the Theocracy of Kosbon was still her motherland.

This can never be changed.

Seeing her country become so corrupt, Isabel felt a little depressed.

"The Theocracy of Spang is not as wealthy as Granville..." Isabel's voice still echoed slowly in her ears: "But, the upper class of the Theocracy of Spang is definitely not inferior to the nobles of Granville..."

If one can enjoy the same things as the other party without being as wealthy as the other party, there is only one possibility, that is, within the territory of the Spang Religious State, the ruling class oppresses the common people more harshly and inhumanely.

"In fact, as long as the royal family can open a granary a little, as long as the nobles can donate some food, and as long as the Church of the Heart of Nature can reduce the religious tax a little, the number of civilians who died this winter can be reduced by at least half."

"But no one is willing to do that. They would rather the food get moldy or be eaten by moths and rats than give it to the civilians."

"They just treated Lydia as a joke, watching her struggling for gold coins and food. There was even a duke's son who said directly that if Lydia was willing to marry him, he would donate 30 million kilograms of rice."

"In the end, Lydia, who had lost a lot of weight, only raised a total of 70,000 gold coins, of which 50,000 gold coins were donated by the former Saint Kaya, 10,000 gold coins were donated by me, and 3,000 gold coins were donated by Miss Vera, the master's sister. The total donations from the nobles, the royal family, and the church were less than 7,000 gold coins... This is the ruling class of the Spang Theocracy."

"It was during this winter that the Sea of ​​the Sbon Theocracy held an unprecedented grand celebration, and the cost of this celebration exceeded seven million gold coins..."

Isabel's voice was a little suppressed.

The more you live in this country, the more you see and know, and the more you realize what kind of filth is hidden under the pure white snow.

In Isabel's eyes, the rulers of the Spang Theocracy were lined up and beheaded one by one, and it was estimated that there would be few innocent people.

After a brief silence, Isabel spoke again: "I can feel that Princess Lydia still had some hope for these people before this, but after this, Princess Lydia's hope was wiped out."

"She sold everything she could, leaving behind a princess's mansion. She then added the gold coins her master left her and collected 800,000 yuan. She then bought a large amount of food from the Granville Kingdom... Of course, she smuggled it in private."

"When everyone was laughing at Lydia and thought she was too stupid, she had quietly won over a large number of people. At least a million people survived this winter because of Lydia."

Lydia's kindness formed a sharp contrast with the indifference of the nobles, the royal family, and the church.

The more ruthless the rulers are, the more popular Lydia will be.

Anger always accumulates slowly.

Although thousands of years have passed since enslavement, not everyone is willing to be a slave. There are always some people who have a will that surpasses that of ordinary people.

For these people, all they lack is a fuse.

And Lydia is the most suitable fuse.

Her kindness and good deeds made these civilians willing to gather around her.

And her status as the third princess could eliminate the fear of these commoners who dared not to rebel... After all, this was a real princess. If they followed the princess in a rebellion, would it still be considered a rebellion? "Princess Lydia left the royal city half a month ago. By the way, before she left, Miss Lydia came to me once and asked me to inform the master of a message."

Ron raised his eyes slightly: "What news?"

"Ms. Lydia said that Holt 474 should have infiltrated the Spang Theocracy."

Ron's pupils suddenly contracted.

This is really an unexpected information.

As long as there is a chance to kill an enemy who wants to kill him, Ron will never show mercy. Heferson is too strong, and Ron is not sure of winning yet, so he lived a little longer.

Holt, ever since he tried to assassinate him, Ron had searched for him many times, but there was no news at all.

It was as if he had suddenly disappeared from this world.

“Is the information accurate?”

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"It was a member of the Church of Eternal Freedom who noticed Holt's presence, but that guy was very cunning. He noticed someone was following him, blended into the crowd, and disappeared in the blink of an eye." Isabel said.

After a pause, Isabel spoke again: "The Third Princess Lydia also said that King Barumong's behavior in recent times is completely different from before, and this change only occurred after Holt 474 appeared in the royal city. Therefore, she suspects that Holt 474 is likely to have joined forces with Barumong."

Ron nodded slightly. This was very possible.

Holt is a very patient person who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. Although the relationship between Granville and the Spang Theocracy is not very good, and the relationship between Holt and Barumong is even worse, as long as joining forces is beneficial to him, Holt will definitely do it.

The price to pay is nothing more than selling out Granville's interests...

After thinking for a while, Ron asked, "If I get rid of Mireya and Marcelino, can you take charge of the Church of the Heart of Nature?"

Isabel shook her head without hesitation. She looked somewhat shocked. "No, even though the opposition in the church is ostensibly speaking up for me, in reality, I am just a mascot they have created."

"They will not pledge allegiance to me. On the contrary, all the leaders of the opposition want to take Marcelino's place. If I behave like a mascot, they may allow me to exist. If I want real power, they will immediately remove me from the church after dealing with Marcelino without hesitation."

"During this period, although I have secretly cultivated some strength, it is still too weak compared to Marcelino and the opposition. If I am given another two years, perhaps I will have the opportunity to develop a force that can influence the church."

Isabel was a little terrified.

This is the job assigned by the master.

The master even arranged the specific plans very carefully, but when she took action, she found it extremely difficult and there were constraints everywhere. She didn't know how many eyes were watching her every move.

It is extremely difficult to win over a clergyman.

After such a long time, she hadn't even completed half of the tasks assigned by her master.

To Isabel, being unable to complete her master's task was a disgrace.

But Ron was not angry about it.

This is normal. Although Isabel's tasks are not as many as Lydia's, they are more difficult. After all, the church headquarters is Marcelino's lair, and Marcelino's spies are everywhere. What's more, the rumors between her and Isabel have directly pushed Isabel to the forefront. In this case, more people are bound to be watching Isabel.

Being able to complete half of the task under such difficult conditions is definitely not an easy task.

"It doesn't matter. It's already very good to be able to achieve this level." Ron praised.

Behind her, Isabel's mouth curled up slightly, and she was delighted.

"These few days, find a way to evacuate those who are loyal to you from the church headquarters in batches." After thinking for a while, Ron instructed.

Isabel's eyes suddenly widened. She knew that the master was ready to take action against the church. She could almost imagine the scene of rivers of blood. In the near future, she didn't know how many lives would die here.

"Also, find a way to inform Vera and ask her to take her mother away from the Copperfield family."

Ron had a lot of things to arrange, which was why he didn't start killing people as soon as he arrived here.

Vera, her sister, was quite nice to her. She was one of the few people in the Copperfield family who was nice to her. It was also thanks to her mother that she was able to avoid the fate of being killed as soon as she came into this world.

"I'll arrange it." Isabel nodded vigorously and accepted the task: "By the way, Master, there is one more piece of information."

"What information?"

"You asked me to collect Archibald's diary before, and I found a few. In addition, you asked me to pay attention to the members of the Andre family and Saint Patridge..." Isabel said carefully, "In recent days, a mysterious person has appeared at the church headquarters..."

"This man is Marcelino's guest, and Marcelino takes him very seriously."

"I'm not sure of this man's identity, but... he seems to be related to the saints... There is a maidservant beside Marcelino who belongs to me. When she was serving tea, I briefly heard the word saint."

Ron smiled.

He felt that his trip was not in vain.

The content that can be communicated by message magic is limited. Whether it is Lydia or Isabel, what they informed me was the information they had already confirmed.

As for those ambiguous and indecisive news, they would not tell Ron casually. It was not that they were keeping it secret, but they were worried that these uncertain information might bring unnecessary trouble to Ron, or cause him to make wrong judgments.

But Ron is different.

In many cases, Ron prefers to adhere to the philosophy of "it is better to believe it than not to believe it".

Ron's eyes narrowed into slits: "Do you know what they want to do?"

Isabel frowned. "The only person I have placed beside Marcelino is the maid. What she can hear is extremely limited. Besides, she can't ask around."

"She just heard a few words when she was serving tea, but it should be related to the seal."

That's enough.

Is it related to the seal? What kind of seal could there be in the Church of the Heart of Nature? There is only one possibility, that is, it was regarded as the remains of the last Dusk King who was suppressed by the evil god.

The question now is, what do these people want to do with the seal? They shouldn't open the seal and let the remains of the last Twilight King come out... Ron's eyelids jumped, and an incredible thought suddenly appeared in his mind. Could it be that the mysterious man and Marcelino want to absorb the power of the evil god?

This thought made Ron's chest heave violently, and his expression became extremely weird. He knew that what was suppressed in the seal was the remains of his predecessor Zhou Yang, but he didn't know which part it was. However, Marcelino and others didn't know that. In their eyes, that was the real evil god.

These people shouldn't be so crazy that they want to absorb the power of the evil god. Are they tired of living?

Ron didn't know what the purpose of Marcelino and the mysterious man who was suspected to be the descendant of a saint or a member of Andre's family was, but he had an inexplicable sense of crisis, and their goal was definitely not small.

Isabel kept talking and felt her throat was a little dry. She finally told me some important things.

Seeing that Ron was thinking about something, Isabel did not disturb him. She bit her lip, reached out to take the towel beside her, and prepared to wipe Ron's back. This was what a servant should do. From this aspect, she seemed quite unqualified.

However, the longer the contact time, the stronger the stimulation from Ron became.

Mirabelle's big eyes were full of water, her breathing was a little rapid, and her little hands were soft and weak.

He said he was rubbing Ron's back, but his whole body was almost pressed against Ron's back.

Ron, who was originally thinking about something with his eyes closed, had to open his eyes. The fragrance in his nostrils, the rapid breathing in his ears, and the soft and elastic touch on his back were constantly stimulating Ron's sensitive nerves.

My thoughts were completely messed up at this moment, and I couldn't concentrate at all.

He could even feel that his body had shown some abnormalities under the constant stimulation from behind. Seeing that Isabel seemed to have no intention of stopping, Ron could no longer bear it. He stretched out his right arm in a weird posture and hooked Isabel's slender waist with a little force.

With a splash, waves suddenly appeared on the water surface.

Isabel's soft body was dragged into the hot spring by Ron.

The saintly dress on her body was instantly soaked by the spring water, getting wet and sticking to her skin. Her perfect figure was displayed to the fullest at this moment.

Chapter 2, 10,000 words delivered today.

(End of this chapter)