Chapter 458 The Mysterious Woman (Ten Thousand)

False Prophet, Ron?

Ashburn's eyelids jumped suddenly. He really didn't expect that Ron was involved in this. It seemed that this guy was really hated by everyone and everyone wanted to kill him.

Hehe, you deserve it.

He originally wanted to kill Ron and save Isabel, but he was not strong enough.

And right now, there is such an opportunity in front of us.

Ashibern was torn between his conscience and his desires. Should he take the gamble? If he won, he would be promoted to a higher position, but if he lost, he would lose his head? It must be said that Kareem's voice was very persuasive.

In a short period of time, Ashbern's heart was already pounding. A power strong enough for revenge, Ron's life, Isabel, the Pope, the ruler of the Spang Theocracy... For a moment, all kinds of thoughts kept circling in Ashbern's mind, and his throat was gasping for breath, heavy and hot.

Even the wrinkled old face covered with scars was a sickly dark red.

Karem waited quietly. He was not in a hurry at all. He was absolutely confident that no one could resist such temptation, not even Ashburn.

Even though he knew it was a life-and-death situation, it wouldn't take long for the man to agree.

However, after waiting for a long time, the already excited Ashburn suddenly took a deep breath. He actually forced himself to suppress the restlessness in his chest. Even the dark red color on his face gradually faded. His eyelids drooped, and the madness in his eyes slowly subsided: "Sir Karem, this matter is of great importance after all. Can you give me some time to think about it?"

Karem was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that Ashborn could resist such temptation and didn't agree on the spot. Isn't it said that this man is just a fool with a bright and beautiful appearance? Oh, no, now even the bright and beautiful appearance is gone.

Could it be that the information is wrong?

The shock on his face only lasted for a short moment, and soon Kareem returned to normal, still with a warm smile on his face. His wrinkled face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, and his eyes were kind: "Of course, of course... This is normal."

Ashborn nodded to his parents and Kareem, then turned and left.

He must return to his residence as soon as possible and have a good talk with Simmons.

Now Ashburn has long been accustomed to Simmons giving him advice. No matter what the matter is, if Simmons is not there to advise him, he will feel strongly uneasy.

He believed that no matter what the matter was, Simmons would always stand from his own perspective and make the best choice for himself.

The Papal Palace was in dead silence.

Long after Ashburn disappeared, Marcelino's gloomy voice finally tore through the silence. His voice was suppressed and hoarse: "Sir Karem, what are you doing?"

"I draw the power from the Dusk King's left hand and break through the level of the Destruction Realm. What is the success rate?"

Kareem spread his hands, his expression very relaxed: "One in a thousand will survive."

Marcelino's face twitched violently.

Damn old dog, you still have the nerve to speak like that.

For a moment, Marcelino even had the urge to rush forward and tear the old dog's face into pieces, but Marcelino did not do so after all. He took a deep breath and said, "That's my only son..."

The smile on Karem's old face became more exaggerated, and he even opened his hands: "Oh, dear Mr. Marcelino, it's boring. Others may not know, but I can see at a glance that your wife, Ms. Mireya, is pregnant with a child, and it is definitely a boy..."

Marcelino and Mireya's expressions changed, and they looked at Karem with vigilance.

Karem didn't care: "Mr. Marcelino, Ms. Mireya, you two definitely don't want your baby to die at the hands of your brother in the future, right?"

After these words were spoken, their faces became even gloomier.

Yes, this is something they have to consider carefully.

Ashburne's character is extremely cruel, and he has almost no concept of family affection in his heart. In order to maintain his status as the Son of God and the heir to the family, he can kill four brothers in one breath.

Once the child in her belly is born, it will inevitably become a thorn in Ashburn's side. He will definitely try every possible way and use all means to kill the child. He will not allow his position to be shaken in any way.

Pregnancy and childbirth.

This is good news for most people in this world.

But it was precisely because of this concern that Marcelino and Mireya tried so hard to keep it secret.

Once Ashburn knew the news, given his cruel nature, Mireya, the biological mother, might be in danger, not to mention the child after it is born, even before the child is born.

Although this child has not yet been born, both Marcelino and Mireya have given him extreme love.

They absolutely did not want their youngest son to die at the hands of Ashburn like his four older brothers.

Karem's voice continued, full of temptation, just like when he faced Ashburn before: "Dear Mr. Marcelino, don't you think this is a good opportunity to completely resolve your family conflicts?"

"Think about it, what would happen if Ashburne failed? Your little son would be safe, and from now on you don't have to worry about him being killed for no reason."

"What if Ashburn succeeds? He will become a destructive-level warrior... Oh, please, he is already so strong, who else can shake his position as heir? Your youngest son will no longer be a threat to him. Does he still need to consolidate his position by killing his brothers?"

After these words were spoken, Marcelino and Mireya's expressions finally improved a little.

Although Karem still had a kind look on his face, he was sneering in his heart.

Idiot, you really think the Andre family is a philanthropist... If Ashburn is lucky and really becomes a destructive-level warrior, then of course you have to control it in your own hands to feel at ease.

This seems like an alliance, but everyone in this alliance has his or her own ulterior motives.

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Click, click, click!

The sound of hurried footsteps.

As soon as he left the Church of Nature's Heart, Ashburn immediately returned to his residence.

He is very anxious.

He knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him, but he also knew the dangers lurking in this opportunity. No matter how tempted he was, he had to seek Simmons' opinion, otherwise he would feel uneasy.

Perhaps this matter was too serious. Even Mr. Simmons, who was usually decisive and intelligent, could not make a judgment immediately. Instead, he told Ashburn that he needed some time to think about it carefully.

…

hotel.

Ron was lying on the bed, holding a few yellowed diaries in his hands.

Mirabelle's slender body lay quietly beside him, her hands around Ron's waist, she slept soundly next to Ron's body, her hair was messy, and her eyes were full of amorous feelings. Originally, Mirabelle was still somewhat immature because the elves grow slowly, but after a night last night, she seemed to have matured a lot.

Just go to sleep, can you please stop grabbing with your hands? It's fun to circle the pillar with your five fingers, right? If Mirabelle wasn't so exhausted, Ron would definitely teach her a lesson.

As a last resort, Ron could only look at the diary in his hand to divert his attention.

The diary has seven pages in total.

It can be seen that Isabel is very attentive to her instructions. You know, Archibald's diary has extraordinary value in the Dusk Continent. It is suspected that powerful magic may be recorded in these diaries. Some people even regard these diaries as Archibald's magic notes.

That's blasphemy.

Although the final outcome was a little tragic, the power of the blasphemer was enough to drive countless practitioners crazy. As long as they could reach the level of the blasphemer, it would be enough even if they were killed by thunder in the end.

That's right, even though the words in the diary are completely unintelligible, Archibald's diary is still highly sought after and every page is priceless.

It was definitely not an easy task for Isabel to collect seven pages.

However, after taking a quick glance, Ron immediately had a frown on his face.

Of the seven pages in the diary, three are recording Archibald's pursuit of the nun... This guy obviously has absolute overwhelming strength and can solve everything with strength, but he just wants to play with romance.

Two pages of content recorded what new moves and new ways of playing Archibald and his nun wife had developed. If Ron had not been sure that this was the diary of the blasphemer, he would have suspected that this was written by some fan fiction author under the name of the blasphemer.

There are only two pages of truly meaningful content. The only thing to be thankful for is that these two pages are connected.

Judging from the content, these two pages of the diary should have recorded what happened after Archibald felt rejected by the world and sensed danger. The diary as a whole is filled with suffocating depression.

"My little daughter was born, and I gave her a beautiful name, Philomena."

"In Duskland, this means angel, and she is as lovely as an angel."

"I have been in this world for more than 30 years... My daughter was born, which should be a good thing. I should be very happy, but looking at that wrinkled little face, I can't smile at all."

"I am not afraid of death."

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

"We've died once, so what if we die again?"

"This person, the most fearful thing is to have attachments. If I follow my original temper, even if I know I will die, I will still do everything I can to poke a hole in this thief heaven, right?"

"But now, it's different. I have many wives, many sons, many daughters...haha, I even have grandchildren..."

"It doesn't matter if I die, but I can't let them die with me."

"I want them to survive..."

There weren't too many fancy words, just very simple and ordinary descriptions, but in these words, Ron could truly feel the torment Archibald was enduring at that moment.

He was in an abyss where there was almost no hope. How difficult it was to find the light in this abyss.

Archibald was a man of free and easy nature. He could give up everything and fight hard with that damn fate. Even if it meant death, it would be a glorious death. However, the ties between his wife and children prevented him from doing so.

He was happy, but his woman and his children had to bear the consequences.

At this time, Archibald had obviously realized something. He knew that he had changed his destiny, and he also knew that his children were lives that should not exist in this world according to the arrangement of fate.

Their existence is bound to be strongly rejected by this world.

Archibald tried to struggle, and the method he used was still deception.

In his diary, Archibald described his plan in detail... To put it simply, it was substitution. He would select a suitable target of similar stature and age in advance, then kill the target and let his own child take over the target's identity and live in this world.

Then, use props like a concealing mask to disguise yourself and see if you can hide from the eyes of fate.

Ron didn't know how the plan was carried out, or how many of Archibald's descendants survived, but at least the youngest daughter who appeared in the diary should be alive.

He had heard the name from Agnes before.

Philomena Andre traveled with Agnes for a while when she went to Dragon Valley, but they later separated and no one knows where she is now.

Shaking his head, Ron turned over the page of the diary and saw densely written words on the back as well.

"I've been really worried about these little things. I hope everything goes well."

"Damn it, when I was living on Earth, I always wanted to travel through time, but after I actually traveled through time, I realized that being a time traveler is not that easy. It's exhausting."

"Forget it. I'm really tired today. Let's go have a drink."

"Reisa Park... a pub I like very much. Although I don't understand what the owner's train of thought is, why does he call such a good pub a park..."

"This place is different from the bars in the Noble District. There is no luxurious decoration like in the Noble District bars, no glazed roofs, no glittering tiles, and no colorful lights provided by the magic stone. It is dirty and noisy here. There are all kinds of people. People are arm in arm and even share a wine bowl. Under the stimulation of alcohol, their faces are red and they boast about their glorious achievements with saliva flying. If they disagree, they will even fight..."

"In the eyes of those nobles, this place is definitely not worthy of being on the stage, and can even be called dirty, but I really like the atmosphere here. As I pour bowl after bowl of spicy wine into my stomach, accompanied by the noisy sounds around me, my mind will soon be paralyzed, my consciousness will drift, and the mental pressure accumulated in my body will disappear without a trace..."

"As usual, I asked the boss for seven jars of strong liquor... The downside of being strong is that it's too difficult to get drunk. Even so, I have to seal my own strength to get drunk. Otherwise, let alone seven jars, I can't get drunk even if I empty the boss's wine cellar."

"As always, I sat in the far corner. I enjoyed the atmosphere of Resa Park but rarely really participated in it."

"Just like me relative to this world, at any time, I am like a lonely spectator, out of tune with this world..."

"I don't know how many times I thought this might just be a real dream, and when I wake up, everything will be over, and I will go back to my 9-to-6 life... But the birth of my children made me realize that this was not a dream."

"They are angels, and it is my responsibility to shoulder them."

"One day in the future, if a fellow villager who can understand these words appears..."

"If you're a woman... then congratulations, you've come to heaven. Listen to me, sister. I have 27 sons, each of them is handsome and elegant, and you won't lose out no matter which one you choose... If you're a man... damn it, I warn you, little bastard, don't set your sights on my daughter, or I'll look for you every day after I die."

"Well, maybe I was still drunk and went off topic... Anyway, when I drank the seventh jar of wine, I finally felt drunk. I saw a woman in the tavern in a daze."

"This is actually quite normal. Although most people who like strong liquor are men, there are occasionally some strong women who like it."

"In Ruisa Park, there are occasionally some female mercenaries and adventurers. Believe me, if you don't have certain skills, don't mess with such women. They are more manly than men. My goodness, the muscles on their thighs are thicker than my waist. Ordinary men really can't conquer such pure manliness."

"But the woman I saw this time was different."

"She is very beautiful. Although I have robbed hundreds of nuns from the seven major orthodox religions and twenty-eight evil cults, and captured dozens of saints... But, I swear, all the women combined are not as beautiful as the one in front of me."

"This woman is very special. Her facial features, her eyebrows, and her figure are just perfect for every man's aesthetic taste. I believe that in the eyes of any man, this woman is the most beautiful and the prettiest one."

"She also has a very special temperament."

"mystery!"

"More mysterious than the endless sky."

"Noble."

"More noble than the princesses in the palace."

"I don't know how to describe it. It's like a dream. Maybe this kind of woman really only appears in dreams."

"You know, the men in Ruisa Park are all rough guys. Even a female demon is as beautiful as Diao Chan in their eyes. Even those sturdy female mercenaries will have no shortage of suitors. But the weird thing is that such an extremely beautiful woman has no man approaching her. It's really strange..."

"No, it's not just that no one came up to chat with me."

"This woman walked in front of everyone without any cover, but in a trance, no one seemed to notice her existence."

"She just floats away from this world..."

"I thought of a sentence: Jump out of the three realms and be outside the five elements!"

The second chapter of 10,000 words is here.

(End of this chapter)