Chapter 57 Confession to the Nun (revised version)

Holt was well aware of how exaggerated Agnes's charm was. He didn't believe that any normal man could suppress the impulse in his heart when facing Agnes's plump and full body.

When he thought about the mysterious man and his princess having sex in his harem, Holt's face became even gloomier. Just because he didn't touch her didn't mean he would allow other men to do so. No king could tolerate such humiliation.

Wait a minute... who can guarantee that the mysterious captain only had an affair with Princess Agnes?

Could it be that he had never had an affair with other princesses? The more Holt thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

He has 366 princesses. Although he is still in good shape, it is impossible for him to take care of them all. There is no other way. The secret technique that Holt practiced is a bit strange, even inhumane.

That is a practice method similar to plundering. Holden 473rd can take the power and talent of women for himself through intercourse... Therefore, Holt's strength increased very quickly, but this method also has a very bad disadvantage, that is, it does not distinguish between good and bad when absorbing. The other party's excellent talents will be absorbed, but the defects will also be integrated into Holt's body.

This directly led to Holt's increasing strength and talent, but also his body was full of flaws.

But Holt does have some skills.

This guy spent a long time researching and figuring out a way to pass on the physical defects to future generations through normal intercourse and childbirth.

After each set of defects, Holt would enter a period of weakness.

This method greatly reduced the defects in Holt's body, but it also resulted in the fact that although Holt had hundreds of children, these children were born with inherited defects, and were either physically disabled, intellectually challenged, or both.

There are not many normal people in the entire palace.

It is for this reason that there have always been voices among the nobility and even among the common people saying that Holt is morally deficient and unworthy of being king.

Holt's thinking was very divergent. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his harem.

Not all of his children are disabled, the eldest prince and the second prince are both normal... However, they all had disabilities before Holt practiced the secret art.

Among the children born after practicing the secret technique, there seems to be only one normal one.

Princess Dolores!

Holt originally liked his eldest daughter very much. Dolores was very talented, and among the many princes and princesses, her strength improved the fastest.

Her body was flawless and intact, and she had perfectly inherited her mother's excellent bloodline, with a slim figure and pretty appearance.

The only problem is his personality, he is a little cruel.

Holt originally thought that Dolores' violent character might be inherited from the defect he had eliminated, but now it seems... is this really a defect? ​​Among the tens of millions of citizens in the Granville Kingdom, there are many people with violent personalities.

Perhaps, there is no problem with Dolores at all, because she is not his daughter at all.

Her real father was actually the damn captain?

Holt's expression remained unchanged, but Antonio and Hercules, who were familiar with Holt's character, knew that this kind of Holt was the most terrifying.

The calmer he was, the hotter and more uncontrollable the anger in Holt's chest became.

"Captain... heh..."

"Antonio, are there any powerful and famous captains in the Dusk Continent?" Holt spoke slowly, still in that hoarse voice.

"A famous captain..." Antonio thought for a moment and immediately gave an answer: "Most merchant ship captains are not very strong. The most famous captains are probably the pirates who roam the Dusk Sea all year round."

"Among these pirates, the most famous one is the disloyal Seven Sea Kings!"

"The Seven Sea Kings do not submit to any country. They plunder everything, even the government ships of the major kingdoms. They commit crimes and are notorious."

"However, the strength of these seven disloyal sea kings is basically at the epic level. With Hercules and I protecting them, they should not be able to break into the palace... unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless it's Captain Prescott of the Underworld. I heard that this man is the best at hiding. He comes and goes without a trace, just like a ghost."

"If there is anyone who can break into the palace silently while we are blocking it, I'm afraid he is the only one." Antonio thought for a moment and replied.

"I see..." Holt's eyes dropped: "Arrange a group of people."

"Kill him."

Even if he doesn't need his woman, he will never allow anyone else to touch her.

For Holt, it doesn’t matter whether Prescott is the mysterious captain mentioned by Agnes. What matters is that he wants to vent.

On the other side, Agnes finally left the palace.

Although it was late at night, Agnes was not sleepy at all.

Walking on the streets, the royal city seems strange yet familiar.

She really hasn't left that small cage for a long time, and her contact with the outside world is almost entirely through secret techniques.

Looking up at the stars above her head, Agnes's admiration for the Captain increased a little more. He was worthy of being the Captain. Just one sentence from him made Holt dare not act rashly. He watched her leave the palace but dared not do anything.

Originally, Agnes's faith in the God of Eternal Freedom was not that devout.

On the Soul Ferry, she learned that Lord Celeos, the God of Eternal Freedom, had fallen. All of Agnes's devotion immediately shifted to the Captain.

The princess couldn't help but feel a strong curiosity in her heart.

What kind of existence is Mr. Captain? Is he a god? No, perhaps, he is a being greater than a god.

There was a gleam in Agnes' eyes, her pair of white and tender hands were behind her back, and her long legs were hopping lightly on the road. She did not go home... She had no attachment to the family that had abandoned her for profit.

Recalling her blurred memories, Agnes headed towards the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Completing the Captain's mission is the most important thing! The figure under the moonlight is pure, like a girl! ...

The other side.

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

Larnaca city.

Ron didn't know how big a commotion the words he taught Agnes caused. Even his other target, the Thornrose Dolores, was innocently involved.

Ron opened his eyes as the morning sun shone on his face.

Beside her, Irelia had already stood up and was tidying up her appearance in front of the dressing table.

The word "natural beauty" is the most appropriate to describe Irelia. Even without any makeup, Irelia still exudes purity and charm.

He quietly hugged Irelia's slender waist from behind, resting his chin on Irelia's shoulder and her slender and elegant neck. He could smell Irelia's alluring fragrance.

Irelia's cheeks turned slightly red, but she did not struggle. She even leaned back a little to make Ron's hug more comfortable.

The pressure my lover was under was so great that even when he was asleep, his brows were tightly furrowed.

Irelia knew that her strength was very weak and she had only just begun to learn the holy chant, so she could not help her lover much... The only thing she could do was to let her lover release the pressure on her.

Her long, smooth silver hair hung down from her delicate head to her waist, sparkling in the morning sunlight. She looked clean and otherworldly, like an angel descended to the earth, spotless, pure and holy.

Some hairs scratched Ron's face, causing a slight itch.

Only then did Ron realize that Irelia was dressed extremely sexily at the moment.

She was wearing a black nun's uniform, which seemed no different from her usual look at first glance, but as long as you got a little closer, you would find that on both sides of her slender waist, there were diamond-shaped hollows. The silk fabric was extremely thin, and you could clearly see the fair skin underneath.

The hem of the nun's uniform was slit high up to the thigh. From Ron's perspective, he could clearly see a pair of round, jade-like legs wrapped in pure white stockings. At this moment, the future White Saint was dressed just like the serving nun in the small room... and when Irelia dressed like this, she was even more attractive than a real serving nun.

Early morning is the time when men are most impulsive.

What's more, with such a goblin in front of him, Ron's breathing became a little rapid.

"Are you planning to go out wearing this?" Ron asked in Irelia's ear with a slight gasp, his lips almost touching Irelia's earlobe.

Irelia's temptation is getting stronger and stronger. The purity of the saint and the temptation of the witch are perfectly combined in Irelia. Every time he sees Irelia, Ron can feel the strong urge to become one with Irelia.

Of course, what Ron didn't know was that Irelia had the same impulse in her heart.

"How could that be? Only you can see this."

Irelia murmured, she turned around, stood up, stared at the man in front of her with amber eyes, her pupils were blurred, and her hands were crossed in front of her chest: "So, devout believer, do you want to confess your sins to the nun?"

What is this? Is this real COSPLY?

Ron's throat was moving, and the impulse in his chest surged rapidly because of Irelia's words. He panted like a beast: "Of course, beautiful nun..."

"I have a lot of sins, waiting to be confessed..."

With a wave of the hand, the curtains automatically closed, blocking the sunlight outside! …

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