As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Seeing Dolores separate from the crowd and walking towards him, Ron was a little troubled. He knew that what was coming was not just a beauty, but also endless trouble.

There is no way Dolores' identity can be hidden forever.

Nobles in remote areas such as Lucius and Carlisle may have never seen the appearance of the eldest princess, but those nobles from the royal capital must have seen it. As long as anyone calls out the eldest princess's name and title, it may not take a few minutes. Dolores' identity will be known to everyone.

Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess, is also one of the most beautiful women in the entire royal city, rivaled only by the great saint.

Among the hundreds of princesses in the royal family, she is the only one who is normal.

The husband of a princess and the son-in-law of the royal family is not actually a very prominent status, but if he is the only son-in-law of the royal family, the meaning is naturally different.

In addition, the eldest princess is as beautiful as a goddess, so she will naturally have no shortage of suitors.

Just like now, although Dolores has made it clear that she is leaving, there is still a large group of figures behind her, at least ten or twenty people. These nobles are very curious about what can actually attract the attention of Her Royal Highness the Princess. .

And Dolores didn't care about the weird atmosphere around her at all. She was as proud as ever, with her slender legs swaying slightly, elegant and confident, like a beautiful golden cat.

Gradually, some nobles have set their sights on Ron.

After all, apart from Ron, there were only two women left in this direction, plus a staff member from the Bauhinia Auction House.

I have never heard that Her Royal Highness is interested in women. Her Royal Highness the Princess's identity, status and vision cannot be compared to that of an auction house worker. Then, the only possibility is that among the few people, the man wearing a pure white priest's robe... looks ordinary.

There was nothing aristocratic about him.

He is a cleric, but a pastor, and his rank in the church is not too high. It is really hard to believe that there is something about this man that can attract Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Logins had already keenly sensed that something was not quite right in the atmosphere.

This very shrewd and unloyal guy knew very well what things he could participate in and what things he absolutely couldn't get involved with. He apologized to Ron, excused himself that there were guests outside who needed to be entertained, and sneaked away unkindly.

At this moment, the eldest princess Delores had walked up to Ron.

As soon as the talent arrived, a faint but quite elegant fragrance hit his face.

Delores walked very close, her high chest almost touching Ron's chest, and some flying golden hair fell on Ron's face, tickling her.

Ron would never forget that the last time he kissed Dolores's hand and smelled Dolores' fragrance, the impulse deep in his heart became quite strong.

It was only after separation from Dolores and the threat of three death warnings that Ron finally suppressed his impulse.

This time, the scent was stronger.

very close.

Ron's lips almost touched Dolores' forehead.

At close range, you can feel Dolores's beauty more and more. Her skin is as delicate as jade, with no flaws visible.

Big eyes, bright and dazzling.

The long eyelashes add to the charm of this elegant princess.

Ron was still thinking about how to best say hello, but at this moment, Dolores suddenly stood on tiptoes, completely ignoring the eager eyes of a large group of second-generation nobles around her, and circled her with her lotus-like arms. Ron's neck and pink lips were printed on Ron's mouth.

For an instant, there was deathly silence all around.

This silence lasted for three full seconds, and then... there was an uproar, or would it be more appropriate to describe it as screaming and wailing?

Ron heard the sound of heartbreak all over the place.

There are also desperate wails and suppressed roars.

In an instant, countless pairs of eyes seemed to turn into sharp blades, trying to poke dozens of holes in Ron's body.

Cecilia's body became even more tense, and her originally dark eyes showed a momentary darkness. Her body was trembling. Where did this woman come from? She wanted to kill Mr. like a succubus. Take it away from her?

At this moment, Cecilia also had the urge to use a bloody knife to open two holes in the woman's body.

Of course, Cecilia held back. She knew very well that she was just a serving nun beside her husband and shouldn't think too much. As long as she could always have her own place by her husband's side, that would be Cecilia's greatest happiness.

Charlene, on the other hand, is quite satisfied with this situation. The more women Ron has, the better, so that he will not take action against her... In addition, she is not that beautiful, so she is very safe... Damn, this is obviously Why is a thing worth celebrating actually a bit sad?

A full six or seven seconds passed.

Ron and Dolores finally separated.

The silver bridge shines with crystal light.

Ron's eyes could see that behind Dolores, a group of second-generation nobles were trembling. If Princess Dolores hadn't been here, he would have thrown a lot of gloves on him, and then he would have thrown a lot of gloves at him. Initiate a duel on his own.

Ron smiled bitterly... As expected of Dolores, she didn't care about the eyes of other people around her, she just went her own way and did whatever she wanted.

A hint of charm flashed in Dolores's golden eyes. She took a step back and gently pressed a delicate jade finger on her lips: "The man I like, you are finally here."

"By the way, that was my first kiss just now."

Snap.

It was as if Ron saw a group of hearts that had been smashed into pieces and turned into glass shards.

The eyes that both pairs of looked at Ron could hardly be described as angry, they were simply resentful... The goddess in their minds had lost their first kiss and was desecrated.

The brows of several nobles had already furrowed, and they began to look at this man who looked ordinary at first glance, as if they were thinking about his identity in their hearts.

Of course, not every noble is as smart as these few.

A young man who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old was at the peak of his youth and energy.

Seeing Dolores looking at Ron affectionately, his heart felt as if a piece of it had been hollowed out. He suddenly took a step forward, took off his white gloves and threw them on Ron's chest, and then pulled them out with a swipe. He picked up the long sword at his waist and pointed the sword directly at Ron: "I, Joyce Matt, the legitimate son of Marquis Matt, challenge you to a duel..."

Clang!

Before Joyce could even finish her words, she felt a dazzling light suddenly flash in front of her.

The next moment, there was a string of dazzling sparks.

The luxurious sword was instantly broken in the middle.

Then, a sharp edge hit his throat.

The indescribable coldness swept through his whole body instantly. Joyce tried to avoid it, but his body seemed to be targeted and locked by the most ferocious snake. His whole body was completely unable to move, and he could only watch the edge getting stronger and stronger. Close, getting closer...