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

Mirabelle was not sure how to describe this energy in her body. This energy was different from magic. She had never felt this special energy before.

Delicate, tough, and full of life.

She could feel that this ray of energy also contained some extremely special effects. Where the energy flowed, the meridians in the body that had been almost completely shattered into dregs were slowly healing again.

The exhausted internal organs gradually regained their vitality.

It's not that easy to treat burnout. If Elsa had been treating it herself, it would have been much faster. But Elsa didn't have that much time. In her spare time, Elsa was more willing to work on Ron. He rested in his body and nourished his soul with the help of Ron's body.

Just like this, after roughly treating Mirabelle for a while, Elsa simply put a ray of divine power directly into Mirabelle's body.

Mirabelle couldn't bear Ron's special energy between the power of God and magic. Ordinarily, Mirabelle, the real power of God, should be even more unbearable. However, Elsa remained in Mirabelle's body. The power of God is obviously somewhat special. This is the power of life. Not only will it not cause any burden to Mirabelle, it will even continue to nourish Mirabelle's body.

It can be said bluntly that even if Mirabell's realm does not improve in this life, as long as this trace of divine power exists, her lifespan will be at least 1800 years, far exceeding the lifespan of the elves.

What's more, the power of God is still acting as a medicine guide. With the power of God, Elsa's next practice will be more effective with half the effort.

Of course, Mirabell would not know this. She could only feel that her body seemed to have improved a lot. Although she was weak, the internal injuries she had suffered for two hundred days had been healed silently.

Although there is not much strength left in his body, his spirit is better than before he fainted.

The most surprising thing was that Mirabelle found that her skin was no longer as rough as before, her long hair was green and shiny, and even some scars on her body had disappeared, and even her nails had grown back.

There was a burst of ecstasy in her heart involuntarily. Before, she just wanted to rescue this man from the ruins as soon as possible. Mirabell didn't care what happened to her body, but she was also a woman after all. How could she not care about herself as long as she was a woman? appearance?

"You're awake, how do you feel?" A gentle voice came from beside him.

Mirabell's pretty face blushed slightly. Even if this man came closer, her heartbeat would speed up and her body temperature would rise.

Not to mention Ron, even Mirabelle could not believe that she would become like this. You must know that she was very dismissive of the opposite sex before.

She deliberately wanted to raise her head to take a look at this man. After all, it was just a quick glance before, but she was a little panicked in her heart. She tried hard to maintain a calm look, but her little hands subconsciously rubbed the corners of her clothes: "It's okay, it's okay."

The voice seemed to be trembling.

"I, my name is Mirabelle. I don't know your name yet?" Mirabelle took a deep breath. She finally mustered up all the courage to raise her head and stared at Luo with her big, flickering eyes. kindness.

Well, just as I imagined, he is very handsome.

Mirabell couldn't help but chuckle.

In fact, Ron's appearance can be said to be pretty good among humans.

But if it were left to the elves, it would be below average.

But... beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and this rule applies even in the Twilight Continent.

Now Mirabell's heart is full of Ron, and when she looks at Ron, she naturally needs to wear a three-point filter, which has its own beauty effect.

"Ron."

Ron introduced himself.

It seemed that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit ambiguous and charming. Even so, Ron was a bit embarrassed because of his thick skin. Are you kidding me? He is a time traveler and a prophet. I think he and the fox girl Bai Yuan were even more confused and just left. He took off the sheets and climbed into bed with the seventh princess, Agnes.

What is embarrassment?

He should not understand.

But what is the situation now? Why is it more like two young lovers in puppy love?

Ambiguous, green, and with a bit of heart-pounding sweetness?

Why did he feel that he was living more and more in the past? Ron's forehead was full of black lines. He coughed hard to cover up the embarrassment in front of him: "Ahem, um, Miss Mirabelle, first of all, thank you for your change in this small town. After it was reduced to ruins, you have been thinking about saving me, and you have suffered a lot during this time."

"Well, what are you going to do next?"

Mirabell shook her head: "You saved me first, I'm just repaying your kindness."

Ron was in an even weirder mood, repaying the favor? It was really hard for him to imagine that these two words would actually come from the mouth of the mean and unkind Elf Queen. The difference in personality between the game and reality was really too big.

"As for what's next..." Mirabell pursed her lips. This little gesture was pretty cool. Then she mustered up the courage to look up at Ron again: "Sir, can I follow you next?"

With a slightly pleading voice, Ron's heartbeat first slowed down by half a minute, and then started to beat hard.

His throat moved involuntarily, and he swallowed: "Follow me?"

"Miss Mirabelle, you may not know what I am going to do next. I will first go to the Spang Theocracy, and then the three princesses who usurped the Spang Theocracy will rebel, and then I will go to the Orc Territory, where there is ice and snow. , I believe it’s definitely not a good place for me to go there, and the most important thing is that I have to kill an evil spirit, and I don’t even know if I can survive.”

Ron said subconsciously.

For some reason, Mirabelle's enthusiasm even frightened Ron a little.

This was a rejection, but Mirabell seemed not to have heard what Ron said at all. Her big emerald green eyes just stared at Ron: "When you rescued me from that Holy Father, , I recognize you."

Ron was stunned and speechless for a moment. Good guy, are all elven women so brave?

Opening his mouth, Ron spoke again: "Your Majesty, you may not know it well, but I...there are actually many women around me..."

The ones currently taken include Irelia, Cecilia, Serafina, Agnes, Charlene, Lidya, Baiyuan... As for those that have not yet been taken, there are more.

Normally, once a woman finds out that the man she likes is so carefree, she will probably be greatly disappointed. Her filter will break and she will call him a scumbag. From now on, you will go your Chenghua Avenue and I will go my Erxian Bridge. We will never see you again until we die. contacts.

But it was obvious that Mirabelle was no ordinary woman. Her gaze became firmer and firmer, without any deviation or fluctuation. She just looked at Ron quietly, and then lightly opened her red lips:

"I will recognize you for the rest of my life!"

Ron's heart trembled slightly.

Seeing Mirabelle's eyes that remained unwavering in her determination even if she was facing thousands of mountains, a surge of pride suddenly surged in his heart.

Damn it, I am a time-traveler, I have finally traveled through time, but if I still have three wives and four concubines and I am still timid, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?