Chapter 93 You actually drugged me? (14,000, plus more)

In the spiritual space, Ron clearly saw a white dot slowly approaching from three meters behind him.

The white dots symbolize the followers of the Eternal Freedom sect.

And at this moment, there was only one believer of the Eternal Freedom Sect who sneaked into his room silently and in an extremely strange way.

The apostle who came to assassinate him! If Ron's consciousness returned now, his body would definitely tremble and then break out in a cold sweat.

He had clearly set up warning magic at the door and window. This warning magic was a lost secret technique recorded in Ostara's fragments.

Moreover, warning magic itself is very secretive, and it is difficult to detect even if there is a being with strength far exceeding your own.

Being able to completely avoid triggering warning magic, and considering the direction from which the other party appeared, it seemed that this apostle entered the room through some kind of wall-walking technique.

Of course, even if he had the ability to walk through walls, when he got within two meters of Ron, he would still be detected by the 360-degree warning magic.

Although Ron didn't have much time, he was still able to use his extreme dodge. At least he was able to avoid the opponent's first sneak attack. Although he was scared at the beginning, he didn't have to worry about any real danger.

Ron's consciousness gradually withdrew from the spiritual space and returned to his body.

He silently opened a book on the table in front of him, "The Spiral of Truth"! This was not a very popular book, the content of the book was obscure and difficult to understand, and only some scholars would delve into it.

Ron's eyes fell on the text, but his mind was thinking.

Wall-walking! It seems that none of the thirteen apostles can use this skill... No, although there is no skill directly called wall-walking, it seems that there is a guy who is good at using earth escape and can achieve a similar effect.

The ninth of the Thirteen Apostles, the Ghost Assassin, Charlene! A female apostle who is good at disguise and assassination, her strength is pretty good, but her IQ is a little... well, not outstanding, nor stupid, but just a little bit stupid, making her look a little silly.

My impression of her was that she was a woman who wore tight leather jackets all day long. She looked okay, but a little different from Irelia and Dolores.

What really attracts players' attention is the absolutely hot body wrapped in a tight leather jacket, especially the pair of exaggerated long legs.

It's really weird that Agnes, one of the four gods of the Eternal Freedom Sect, worships him like a god.

And now, Sharin, one of the thirteen apostles, is preparing to take his own life.

Ron's bad habit came back again. No matter how tense and exciting the environment was, there would always be some random thoughts in his mind that had nothing to do with the current situation.

Charlene should be about to trigger the warning magic.

Ron did not swing the ironwood staff and smash it behind him, as Charlene would most likely dodge it. If it hit the floor and broke through it, he would need to pay a large amount of compensation.

Crash...

Ron turned to the next page, his eyes fixed on the "Spiral of Truth" in front of him from beginning to end. He seemed completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Under the soft illumination of the magic light, a translucent shadow was faintly visible. It was very faint, but if you stare at it for a long time, you can still see the outline of a woman.

A sharp dagger has silently appeared in the palm of his hand.

Two meters!

As long as she gets a little closer, about one and a half meters away, she can ensure that no one can escape her sneak attack.

Charlene is the best killer.

The most important quality a killer needs is patience... Even if the man's vest is right in front of her, she will not have any impulse. No matter what mission she is carrying out, Charlene will ensure that her success rate reaches 100%.

She didn't show any disdain for Ron because he was still reading.

As a killer, laughing at your target is the stupidest thing you can do.

The dagger has been raised by Charlene. As long as she takes one more step forward, the sharp dagger will instantly break away from Charlene's palm and appear in Ron's heart.

The Church of Eternal Freedom does not tolerate apostates.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the front:

"Sharin... hello."

Mental interference!

Buzz! A soft sound floated in her ears. Charlene, who had just raised her long legs, suddenly stopped in her tracks, and her chestnut eyes suddenly shrank. The sudden soft sound was like thunder, and Charlene lost the ability to think for a moment.

"Ah, be careful with the vase on your left, don't touch it..."

The soft voice seemed like some kind of guidance. Charlene turned around suddenly, and her flying belt just happened to brush the vase by the window.

Snap.

The vase fell from the windowsill and broke into pieces.

"What a shame..." Ron sighed.

Looking at the broken pieces on the ground and the water droplets splashing on the tights, a chill rushed from the soles of Charlene's feet to her forehead.

Ron…he had known that he was going to assassinate him.

Know that you are in the room.

He even knew his exact location and his name.

The scariest thing is, knowing that you will break the vase next to the window?

Could it be that the rumored ancient text scholar kidnapped by the Eternal Freedom Sect was actually a prophet? Apart from a prophet, Sharin could not understand who could possess such a mysterious power.

Looking at the man in front of him again, he was still sitting quietly in front of the desk. He seemed to dislike the fact that the gas lamp on the desk was a little dim, so he turned it up a little brighter. From beginning to end, the man did not turn his head to look, as if the killer himself was far less attractive to his attention than the words in front of him.

But that mysterious, all-in-control aura permeated the entire room.

Charlene didn't even have the courage to continue the assassination after her whereabouts were exposed... Since the other party was a prophet and knew everything, Ron had already controlled her next move.

There was no point in continuing the assassination, he must have been prepared for it long ago.

"Eh? Aren't you going to continue?" Ron's voice came from the desk: "Just move a little further, within a range of 1.5 meters, and your assassination will be the most terrifying of all the killers."

"Your special talent allows you to make the dagger in your hand appear instantly... no, it should be said that it can replace a part of the opponent's heart, thus directly taking someone's life."

Ahhh…Shalin pursed her lips. See, see, see, he really knows everything.

He even knew exactly what her special gift was, which was her biggest secret.

The followers of the Eternal Freedom Sect, and even the Four Pillars Gods, only knew that she had a very high success rate in assassinations when in close combat and she almost never failed, but they had no idea how she did it.

But the man in front of her could directly tell her talent.

Fortunately, he didn't take any action. He must have already prepared countermeasures based on his talent, such as magical interference. Otherwise, there would not be such obvious disappointment in his tone.

If Ron had known that he would come to kill him, then the surroundings of this room...

Sharin's pupils shrank again, her body tensed, and she glanced around from the corner of her eyes. Although the room was quiet, it seemed that a powerful enemy might appear from the void at any time.

She was not in a hurry to escape. When there might be ambushes all around, exposing her back to the enemy would be the stupidest thing to do.

Of course, Charlene didn't know that her actions had already exposed all her innermost thoughts.

"Please don't worry."

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

"I'm the only one in the room." Ron's voice came from the front again, as soft and calm as ever, without any fluctuations.

"There is a chair behind you. You can sit down first."

Tch, only a fool would believe that, Charlene muttered in her heart.

Pop.

Ron finally closed the book in front of him.

He sighed quietly, as if he felt a little sorry that the rare time for reading had been interrupted.

"Would you like something to drink? Coffee or black tea?" Ron stretched his arms and walked towards the cabinet next to him. There was a kettle and several cups on it, as well as some ground and mixed instant coffee and black tea.

As if feeling that it was no longer meaningful to continue remaining invisible, Sharlene pursed her lips and finally dispelled the invisibility spell.

She opened her mouth slightly, but Ron didn't give her a chance to speak: "Let's have coffee. You seem to like coffee very much. You've been drinking it in the hall all morning, right?"

Charlene's expression changed again.

This man had noticed her a long time ago, and she thought her plain clothes and concealment were perfect.

He really knows everything.

The feeling of having everything seen through made Charlene feel extremely frustrated.

Charlene did not try to escape again. She was certain that in front of this being who controlled everything, any attempt to escape or assassinate would be futile.

Charlene had flown hundreds of missions, but had never encountered such a terrifying enemy.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of killing him for the time being.

At this moment, Ron, who was holding two cups of coffee, finally turned around and glanced at the female assassin who was sitting obediently on the chair. Well, it was the same as he remembered... no, it was even more exaggerated than he remembered. The tights were indeed the most figure-enhancing clothing.

Look at that full chest, slender waist, and especially those exaggerated long legs. Even a woman whose appearance is not particularly outstanding can show off her charming charm.

As if to facilitate the assassination, her chestnut hair was cut short, just reaching her mouth, giving people a clean and neat feeling. In fact, Charlene can also be described as beautiful, but she is a little inferior to top beauties like Dolores and Christian.

There was a white belt tied around her waist, which was in stark contrast to the black tights. It was this belt that accidentally broke the vase.

Although in Ron's opinion, Charlene's waist was already slender enough that she didn't need a belt to accentuate it...

Ron handed over a cup of coffee.

The slender fingers wrapped in black gauze took the coffee obediently and quietly.

"By the way, which of the four divine servants asked you to kill me? Agnes?"

"Probably not. Agnes and I have a very good relationship."

Charlene's hands trembled, and her face changed slightly. The target of this assassination was actually on good terms with Lady Agnes, one of the Four Pillars God's Envoys? Could it be that this assassination was not just a simple apostasy, but also involved a power struggle within the Eternal Freedom Sect? Damn it, if she had known this, she would not have taken on the task of assassinating Ron.

The internal strife among the Four Pillars God's followers was not something that she, an apostle, could intervene in.

Feeling upset, Charlene habitually brought the coffee to her lips.

She had to complain that even a seemingly omnipotent prophet had things he was not good at.

This coffee was brewed very badly, some of it didn't even spread out, it was in clumps.

She took small sips and finished all the coffee in no time. Charlene was not worried that Ron would poison the coffee. After all, for this person who controlled everything, there was no need to poison the coffee... He could just arrange some experts in the room and kill her at any time.

He kept his life, probably just to get some information from her...

Charlene thought so.

Then, a strong feeling of tiredness swept over her. Charlene felt her eyelids were extremely heavy and she thought her eyes might close at any time.

She raised her head suddenly, her voice filled with incredible surprise: "You...you put drugs in the coffee?"

You are a prophet... I believe in you so much! The bitterness of the coffee masks the taste of the potion.

As soon as he raised his head, his chestnut eyes met Ron's sparkling silver eyes.

Mental interference!

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