Chapter 86: Men and women drugging each other (2)

In fact, if Dolores was really so enthusiastic, Ron would have to agree reluctantly. After all, as a gentleman, it would be very rude to casually reject a lady's request.

Based on Ron's experience in the game, this kind of thing is actually very likely to happen.

Along the way, Ron's thoughts were scattered, and the world was everywhere in his mind.

Just as he passed a pharmacy, Ron suddenly stopped.

The name of the pharmacy seemed inexplicably familiar. A group of city defense soldiers were guarding the door, strictly prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving.

Soon, Ron remembered where he had heard the name of this pharmacy... from Virgil.

Before Hermann was infected by the black beast's eggs, he bought several bottles of aphrodisiac potions from this pharmacy before going to the brothel.

Although Hermann was dead, the pharmacy became a subject of strict surveillance from then on.

But, generally speaking, shouldn’t surveillance be done covertly?

Why are the guards standing at the door? Isn't this a bit unprofessional? Maybe something went wrong.

Ron walked towards the door and showed his senior priest certificate to the guard at the door, and easily gained the qualification to enter the pharmacy.

Being a clergyman has many privileges that ordinary people do not have.

"Be careful, the situation inside is... a bit bad." The city guard kindly reminded: "The superiors will arrange someone to deal with it soon."

Ron nodded and took a step forward. As soon as he entered the pharmacy, he could immediately smell a strong stench.

It's like a piece of fat that has been rotting for three or four days in the summer...

The whole house was dark and gloomy.

Under the light of the gas lamp, you can clearly see tiny particles of dust floating in the air.

Just as imagined, there was a thin, hunched corpse lying on the floor of the hall, and the strong stench was emanating from this corpse.

It looks like he has been dead for a long time.

His messy, dry hair, like a bird's nest, covered his face, making it difficult to tell what he looked like at a glance.

Walking over slowly, Ron reached out and pushed aside the hair covering the dead man's face... Although judging from the smell, he should have been dead for several days, but there was no sign of gigantism on the body, so he didn't know where the stench came from.

Although the face was wrinkled, there was no sign of decay. At first glance, it looked as if the person had died less than a day ago.

He should be the owner of this pharmacy.

I don't know if it was Ron's illusion, or if these skinny and skinny old men all looked similar, but I always felt that he was somewhat similar to Father Abraham, the oldest priest in the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

…

Ron didn't stay here for too long and soon left the pharmacy. Virgil would investigate what happened here.

However, when Ron arrived at the Sykes Hotel, his expression suddenly became strange, and he rubbed his forehead helplessly... Damn, he had forgotten that the Sykes Hotel was not just for booking rooms.

You can also dine on the first floor of Sykes Hotel.

It was all Dolores' fault for choosing such a special place, which led to his misunderstanding. It was definitely not because his thoughts were too dirty.

After calming down, Ron glanced across the hall.

He soon spotted the eldest princess.

She seemed to have been specially made up.

Her long golden hair looked like silk woven from gold threads, and her fiery red dress bound her graceful body, highlighting her beautiful curves. No matter where she was, Dolores was the most dazzling one.

Such a beautiful woman would naturally be favored by many men.

But the strange thing was that no one in the huge living room dared to approach her, not even the nobles...

Dolores seemed to have a special temperament, as if she was covered with thorns, making people afraid to approach her easily.

If you get too close, you will definitely be covered in bruises.

Not every second generation is as stupid as Hermann. These second generation nobles will never easily provoke those they cannot afford to provoke.

Click, click, click...

At this moment, footsteps were heard and a figure walked towards the direction where Dolores was.

Several young nobles in the restaurant looked at each other and could see the mockery in each other's eyes.

There are really some people who don't know how to die. They actually dare to tease this noble and elegant woman. Their courage is commendable.

They will never forget that in the morning, a tall, handsome blond guy tried to strike up a conversation and was told to get lost.

What a fool! Judging from his attire, he should be a priest... It is simply a dream for a clergyman of not too high status to want to get involved with a woman of this level.

Among them, there was Lucius, the legitimate son of Earl Sharp, and Carlisle, the son of Viscount Lynch... Which one of them was not more noble, more gentlemanly, and more handsome than him? They stared at this side with great anticipation, and could not wait to see this man make a fool of himself.

As he spoke, the pastor had already walked up to Dolores.

Dolores, who had been staring out the window, finally sensed the movement here. She glanced at Ron with her golden eyes, as if asking, "Who are you?" "Dolores, Your Highness?"

Dolores raised her eyebrows and took the initiative to extend her right hand towards Ron: "Prophet, Mr. Ron Copperfield?"

Met, met...

Including Lucius, Carlisle and other second-generation nobles, all stared at this side, and they could not hear clearly what the two people were saying.

However, seeing that the beautiful lady had raised her right hand, her heart was filled with excitement... Tsk, it seems that this thorny beauty was irritated by the two harassments? Was she going to slap the pastor?

It’s really... enviable.

It would be worth it to get a slap in the face if I could touch that soft and delicate little hand! Could it be that this guy had already considered this and deliberately went over to get a slap in the face? Looking at the beautiful calves under the slim dress, wearing high leather boots, if they could be stepped on...

Lucius, Carlisle and other second-generation nobles looked at Ron with anger, this shameless thief.

Beautiful lady, don't be polite, just beat him hard and kill him.

The Kingdom of Granville is doomed!

But at this moment, Ron gently took Dolores's slender fingertips, and in front of the shocked gazes of a group of second-generation nobles, he gently kissed the back of her smooth jade-like hand... She didn't know if it was Ron's illusion, she didn't feel any scent of powder on Dolores, but the smooth back of her hand naturally exuded a fragrance, like a rose.

Smells good.

It was shallow, but it always lingered in Ron's mind.

At that moment, the large group of noble young men around opened their eyes wide, as if some sacred, pure and inviolable area deep in their hearts had been polluted.

Oh, God, this shameful pastor actually kissed the hand of this beautiful lady?

How did he do it? Could this ordinary-looking pastor be a master? Although Ron felt the strange looks from all around, he didn't care and sat opposite Dolores at her invitation.

Soon the waiter prepared the tableware.

Dolores' eyes swept across the man opposite her. He had a tall but slightly thin figure, a slightly pale face, and a gentle and bookish air. At least, from the appearance, the man in front of her was more in line with the image of a prophet than the previous guy.

He looks very quiet.

Very gentleman.

However, the dark red stains on the pure white priest's robe destroyed his gentlemanly temperament.

Noticing Dolores's gaze, Ron spread his hands helplessly: "Ms. Dolores, please don't worry about these. We just got rid of a few dirty rats. You know, there are a lot of such annoying things in Larnaca City."

Dolores nodded. She did not delve into the issue further. According to the intelligence, although Prophet Ron was a gentleman, he also had a violent side.

Although Dolores found it hard to believe, it was this well-mannered young man in front of her who could slap the son of Vice Pope Apu and send him flying with one slap.

"Sir, do you know me?" Dolores asked. Dolores was very sure that she had never met Ron and Ron should not know her.

Ron smiled but didn't answer.

He even lowered his head and slowly savored the fragrant tea in front of him, without even looking at Dolores.

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

Ron appeared to be as calm as an old dog on the surface, but he was actually very nervous inside.

He felt that he actually had a pretty good resistance to beauty. It's not like he had never seen a beauty before, including Irelia, Seraphina, Cecilia, Christian, and even Elsa... He wouldn't say he was an experienced person, but he was definitely not a rookie.

But I don’t know what’s going on now. After the hand kiss just now, I always feel that the woman in front of me seems to be becoming more and more attractive.

Every move, every frown and smile shows the charm of women.

The graceful figure, crystal lips, bright eyes, slender neck, everything about her made Ron inexplicably impulsive.

Could it be that he had been in the Soul Ferry for ten days and had been holding it in for too long? Even Irelia and Seraphina couldn't completely vent their suppressed desires? Could it be that he really fell in love with this woman? Not really.

In order to avoid making a fool of himself, Ron could only pretend to lower his head and sip his tea.

Dolores on the opposite side also moved her throat silently.

Her mood was not much better than Ron's.

She is a proud princess and she doesn't even look at ordinary men.

But she didn't know what was going on. The moment Ron's lips kissed the back of her hand, Dolores felt as if an electric current was passing through her body.

For no apparent reason, an unbearable heat and impulse arise between the chest and abdomen.

It was a feeling Dolores had never experienced before, as if there was some strong desire that made her want to get closer to the man opposite her.

Could it be that I really fell in love with him? Is this the power of fate?

In order not to lose her princess etiquette, Dolores could only look away from Ron.

Of course, the actual situation may not be that complicated.

Ron has the blessing of Seleos... Although his faith is a bit biased, he is still the god of love after all. If you think about what the current believers of the Eternal Freedom Sect look like, you can roughly judge what effect Seleos' blessing has.

Just like the great saint Christian before.

The effect of this blessing can only be maximized through skin contact.

Dolores, on the other hand, sprayed herself with ecstasy, a potion that was ten times more powerful than love potion.

During the hand kiss, the intoxicating fragrance had quietly penetrated into Ron's nostrils, so that the more Ron looked at Dolores, the more attractive she became.

In some ways, the two men drugged each other.

Dolores knew that she couldn't remain silent for too long. She had very good self-cultivation, so she forced herself to suppress the restlessness in her heart and looked at Ron again. Although she was a noble princess, she didn't feel offended by Ron's attitude at all. If Ron was really a prophet, it would be normal for him to behave like this.

It's no surprise that the prophet always has some special powers! This is not an easy man to deal with.

If you communicate with such people and play with those roundabout ways, you might end up being the one who gets confused.

Dolores decided to speak frankly: "Mr. Ron, I'll be frank. I got a message that someone wants to kill you."

If you want to do a favor to the other party, you must make him understand how dangerous he is.

Almost at the same time, a familiar voice sounded in Ron's ears:

[Beep, system prompt, infinite death system is activated. ]

[Quest Background: You are a traitor. The Eternal Freedom Sect once tried to kill you, but failed. This made the Eternal Freedom Sect angry and humiliated. In order to restore the dignity of the sect, they arranged for a stronger apostle to try to take your life again...]

[Mission objective: Survive! ]

[Task Description: That is a ghost walking in the darkness. No one can escape from her claws. Will you be the first exception? ]

[Task Reward: Increase Spirit by 300, Increase Strength by 300! ]

[Death countdown: 24 hours! ]

[Beep, system prompt, infinite death system is activated. ]

[Mission Background: Apu.Laun.Montgomery is extremely angry that you killed his son and defiled his wife. An inquisitor loyal to Apu.Laun.Montgomery is looking for an opportunity to kill you...]

[Mission objective: Survive! ]

[Task Description: Perhaps you don't know how terrifying the Inquisitor is. He is the most cruel person in the Church of the Dawn Goddess. If you cannot break free from the Inquisitor's hands, the system suggests that you commit suicide. This may allow you to die more easily, at least without having to endure too much torture.]

[Task Reward: Freely Disposable Attribute Points*500! ]

[Death countdown: 24 hours! ]

[Beep, system prompt, infinite death system is activated. ]

[Mission Background: The dragon race has perished, and the shackles that suppressed many countries no longer exist. Human ambitions have begun to swell, and war is about to come. They are greedy for the wealth brought by the black oil, but always want to find a righteous name for themselves. The eldest son of the Grand Duke was murdered in a foreign country, which seems to be a good excuse...]

[Mission objective: Survive! ]

[Task Description: Are you sure you can fight the witch? The taste of the witch may make you taste despair! ]

[Mission Reward: Rewards are calculated based on the number of enemies killed. Each target can get 10-consecutive lottery tickets! ]

[Death countdown: 24 hours! ]

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