Chapter 82 Cecilia's Broken Eyes (5)

The habits from his previous life still affected Ron. When he met a pregnant woman, he would often choose to get out of the way... After all, a pregnant woman represented more than just a life.

Moreover, pregnant women are extremely vulnerable.

Keeping a distance from pregnant women is a protection for both yourself and the pregnant woman.

"Ma'am, how do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?" Ron asked quickly.

Even though it was a pregnant woman who bumped into him, Ron still didn't dare to slack off. If there was really a problem, sending it to the church in time might be able to save some things.

Especially when you see pregnant women looking pale.

"If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me. I am a pastor of the church..." Ron said quickly, "I believe that the church will give you the best treatment."

The lady who had been staring at Ron suddenly shuddered, as if she had finally come to her senses.

She forced a smile on her pretty face: "Sir, you are such a gentleman..."

"But don't worry, I'm not so weak that I don't need to go to church."

This elegant and intellectual pregnant woman nodded politely at Ron, then walked around Ron and headed straight into the distance.

Ron was a little confused in his heart, is she really okay? Her face was very pale, and there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

However, since the lady had already said it was okay, Ron didn't want to continue to pester her.

When Ron looked up again, Cecilia was no longer visible.

After a brief hesitation, Ron placed the bread in front of a little beggar on the roadside, and then chased in the direction where Cecilia disappeared.

Ron had roughly guessed what was going on. In the game, Cecilia was entrusting the player to transfer her money to her boyfriend Malte.

There are no players in the real world, so Cecilia can only run errands herself. Once Cecilia realizes her boyfriend's true identity... the bloody nun will probably appear.

Ron and Cecelia didn't spend much time together.

But, it was still a wonderful night... The sleep on Cecilia's lap was the most comfortable sleep Ron had ever had.

Moreover, it was from Cecilia that Ron learned about the existence of Archibald and Partridge, and for the first time understood the horror of the convergence of the world line.

Ron remembered Cecilia's help to him, and he couldn't bear to see the worst outcome.

As for Dolores' invitation? Her Royal Highness the Princess should not be a person who lacks patience.

…

Cecilia changed out of her nun's uniform and at this moment, she was only wearing an ordinary coarse cloth dress.

But she has a very good foundation. Even without any makeup, she still exudes a charming aura. She attracted countless people's attention as she walked along the way.

There was a faint smile on her fair and pretty face.

In her pocket, there were ten gold coins.

That was a gift from Mr. Ron. He is such a gentle man.

After thousands of years of decay, the upper class has become filthy. Cecilia even doubts whether those humanoid creatures can really be considered human beings?

A true gentleman like Mr. Ron is really rare.

As a serving sister, it was her job to make distinguished guests happy, but she was undoubtedly lucky that Mr. Rowan did not hurt her.

After noticing that Ron was a very gentle gentleman, Cecilia had an idea in her mind. She wanted to make a deal with Ron, or... take advantage of this gentle man.

She will use all the skills she has learned to bring Ron the most wonderful enjoyment.

She hoped that Ron would be obsessed with her body and keep her by his side. She would be willing to be the most well-behaved pet beside Ron.

She only hoped that after Ron got tired of her, he would give her freedom and let her return to her lover.

It's ridiculous! For the serving nuns, this is the best possible ending.

If Ron didn't keep her by his side, she would soon be assigned to the next guest, the next guest, and the next guest... Not everyone would be as gentle as Ron.

She had no choice.

However, what Cecilia did not expect was that although Mr. Ron did not keep her by his side, he also instructed Archbishop Virgil.

She didn't need to serve other guests.

Cecilia felt intensely ashamed for having taken advantage of Mr. Ron.

During the ten days that Mr. Ron was in a coma, although she did not stay by his side like Seraphina and Miss Irelia, she also kept praying in front of the statue of the goddess.

Finally, Mr. Ron woke up.

Cecilia was very happy. She could feel that the joy in her heart was definitely no less than that of Miss Seraphina and Miss Irelia.

It was after Mr. Ron woke up that Cecilia finally had some free time, so she hurriedly left the church.

When Cecilia thought about meeting her boyfriend soon, the smile on her face became more and more intense, and she even hummed a cheerful song.

Before she knew it, she had arrived at the civilian area.

She moved skillfully between these low houses, and before long, she had arrived at the place in her memory... However, looking at the brick house in front of her, Cecilia was a little confused.

She looked around and confirmed that this was her boyfriend's home.

But why is it a brick house?

It was clearly a wooden house before.

For ordinary people, it is not easy to own a brick and tile house. Only the rich peasants among the common people can afford to build such a house.

The Malte family is not very rich.

Suddenly, Cecilia thought of something, and her face quickly turned red. Her eyes were like silk, and her brows were filled with deep happiness.

Could it be that Malte was ready to marry him, so he renovated the house? Was the brick house in front of him actually his and Malte's future wedding house?

This, this is such a waste.

This will cost a lot of money.

Cecilia complained a little, but her heart was filled with sweet happiness.

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

Just then, a young man in his twenties was walking out of the house.

He was in such a hurry that he didn't notice Cecilia at the door.

"Marte..." Cecilia called out.

The young man named Marte was slightly startled, and turned around subconsciously. When he saw Cecilia, he forced a smile on his face: "Ah, Cecilia, I dreamed of you last night. I missed you so much."

Cecilia bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, a happy smile on her face: "Marte, I miss you too."

She doesn't say too many cheesy love words. A simple "I miss you, too" is an expression of the most passionate feelings in her heart.

She really wanted to throw herself into her lover's arms and listen to his heartbeat.

But as a nun, no matter what her job is within the church, she must never do anything outside that would damage the church's reputation.

Cecilia took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse in her heart: "Marte, why did you rebuild the house? Could it be that this is our future wedding house?"

Malte's face stiffened slightly, but he was very good at adjusting his facial expressions, and the slight stiffness soon dissipated. Malte even opened his hands: "Of course, Cecilia, do you like it?"

Cecilia nodded her head vigorously: "I like it very much, thank you, Malte, but it will cost a lot of money, right?"

Malte said affectionately: "Oh, Cecilia, don't ever say that."

"You are the most precious jewel in my heart. For you, I am willing to do my best."

"I can't entertain countless guests in a luxurious villa like those nobles. I don't have the power to let you receive the blessing of the priest in a sacred church."

"But I will also do my best to give you a home that can shelter you from the wind and rain."

"Although it cost a lot of money, money can be earned again, but our wedding will only happen once, and I don't want you to have any regrets." Malte patted Cecilia's head gently and said softly.

A layer of mist filled Cecilia's eyes, and her heart was filled with gentle happiness.

Malte is not strong.

Not handsome either.

Not rich either.

But for Cecilia, he is the best man in the world. As long as he loves her, Cecilia will not ask for anything else.

But soon, Marte frowned, and he looked up at the sky: "Ah, Cecilia, I'm so sorry, I really want to accompany you more, but I have to go to work, in order to build this house, I owe a lot of money."

Money? Cecilia shuddered, and then she remembered the original purpose of leaving the church this time.

Her little hand quickly fumbled in her pocket and took out a small purse, which contained ten gold coins given to her by Mr. Rowan, as well as the silver coins and copper coins she had saved up.

She handed the purse to Malte and whispered, "By the way, Malte, I must tell you something. I have been arranged by the church to entertain a distinguished guest..."

Malte frowned, his expression instantly turned gloomy, but his fingers did not stop opening the purse.

In order to avoid Malte's misunderstanding, Cecilia spoke faster: "But don't worry, the guest didn't do anything to me..."

At the same time, Malte had already opened his purse. A dazzling golden light flashed before Malte's eyes. In an instant, the gloom on Malte's face disappeared, replaced by a twisted look of excitement: "Oh, God, this is... gold coins?"

He didn't even hear Cecilia's next words. Marte's voice was trembling: "Ten?"

"You can get ten gold coins for sleeping with a distinguished guest. You are worthy of it, Cecilia. You did a great job."

"What?"

For a moment, Cecilia's face was dull, and she looked in disbelief at her boyfriend who was twisted and howling like a monster, and the light in her eyes disappeared!

It's like... a broken eye!

Chapter 5 is here. Today’s update has reached 16,000 words. I will continue reviewing it!

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