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

"I have never seen such a shameless person."

Ifrit's voice was clear, echoing in the palace along with the breeze in the night sky.

Ifrit was not exaggerating. She really didn't expect that there would be such shameless people in the world. He was even more disgusting than Mansfield in the Sevenfold Horizon.

This guy, couldn't he think that by saying a few nice words and pushing all the things he had done onto the dead old Dragon King, she, Ifrit, would be stupid enough to pretend nothing had happened?

Although she had no idea what Mansfield meant by suddenly finding her and saying so many things, Ifrit knew that the man in front of her made her sick.

Ifrit will never forget that when he was driven out of Dragon Valley, it was his brother Mansfield who laughed the loudest.

Thinking about how he used to envy Mansfield, Ifrit felt like his brain was cramping.

It was very quiet all around, with only Ifrit's cold voice lingering in Mansfield's mind.

Mansfield originally thought that with his passionate performance, he would be able to easily control Ifrit and impress her. Wouldn't she immediately abandon the man beside her and throw herself into his arms?

Who could have thought that this would lead to Ifrit saying something like this?

Have you ever seen such a shameless person?

Shameless person?

Shameless person?

Ifrit's voice seemed to have its own echo effect. Mansfield shuddered and his face instantly turned the color of liver.

He breathed desperately, hoping to use the cold air to extinguish the anger that suddenly erupted in his chest.

He didn't understand why it ended up like this. He had already humbled himself and tried to please Ifrit, so shouldn't she be grateful? Why was she still so cold and sarcastic?

Could it be that Ifrit still remembers things from his childhood?

Oh, God of the Dragon.

How can there be such a stingy guy in this world?

Didn't she just bully her for decades when she was a child?

Didn’t he just almost beat her to death several times?

It's such a small thing that you can actually care about it for so long, is it really that serious?

In an instant, Mansfield's eyes turned red, and his handsome face was twisted into a ball, as ferocious as a ghost. If there hadn't been a mysterious man beside Ifrit whose origins and even strength were unknown, Mansfield would not have been able to resist suppressing Ifrit.

Before, he was just shocked by the news that Ifrit had entered the realm of destruction, but after calming down, Mansfield easily discovered that Ifrit had obviously just entered this realm and his aura was still very unstable.

With his strength, it would not be difficult for him to suppress Ifrit alone.

However, considering that he came here this time to make Ifrit his princess, he wanted to persuade Ifrit to revive the dragon race with him, and even wanted to take down Lydia through Ifrit and turn the entire Spang Theocracy into his own back garden.

In other words, he still needs Ifrit's help.

Thinking of this, no matter how angry he was, Mansfield could only suppress his restlessness. He tried to adjust his facial expression so that he could show guilt.

"Ifrit, I know that what happened before has caused you great harm."

"But it's time to let it go."

"Now the Dragon Valley has been destroyed. All the dragons, even our father and mother, have been buried in the Dragon Valley. No matter what happened in the past, is there any point in worrying about it now?"

"Listen to your brother. You should be open-minded. If you keep dwelling on the sufferings you've experienced, you'll end up living a miserable life."

At this moment, Mansfield seemed to have become a master.

But these words almost made Ifrit laugh.

Advising others to be magnanimous can be done in such a high-sounding way.

It turns out that it wasn't you who was almost beaten to death, killed, or even eaten dozens of times before?

It turns out that it wasn't you who was kicked out of the house at such a young age and left to fend for yourself?

Ifrit would really like to see if Mansfield would still be as open-minded as he is today if all these things happened to him.

These words were truly shameless to the extreme, so shameless that Ifrit couldn't even think of anything to refute.

But Mansfield didn't care about that. He said to himself: "Sister, whether you believe it or not, your brother has always valued you."

"You know, after I heard the news of the destruction of Dragon Valley, what I was most worried about was your safety."

"I was originally traveling in the southernmost part of the Dusk Continent. When I heard the news, I rushed back as fast as I could. During the time when I couldn't find you, I felt like the sky was about to fall. When I heard the rumor that you had appeared in the Spang Theocracy, I didn't dare to delay even a little bit and rushed here immediately."

Mansfield was so affectionate that I almost believed what he said.

He looked affectionate and stretched out his arms towards Ifrit: "I'm so happy to see that you are safe and sound."

"Come back, sister. Now there are only two of us left in the entire dragon clan."

"You and I together, I believe that with our combined strength, we can definitely make the Dragon Clan stand tall at the top of the Dusk Continent again."

Mansfield finally revealed his true purpose, his eyes full of affection:

"The two of us will definitely give birth to the purest offspring. They will inherit our best talents. Together, we will definitely restore the dragon race to its former glory."

"Ifrit, as long as you are willing to change your heart, I am willing to forgive the mistakes you made before, and I won't even care that you already have another man."

"I will keep the position of the Dragon King's Concubine for you forever."

"By then, you will be second only to one person and above ten thousand people in the entire Twilight Continent. You will be worshipped by tens of thousands of people in the Twilight Continent."

"No one will care about your rolling eyes, and no one will say you are a freak. From now on, you will be the mother of all descendants of the dragon race..."

Ifrit's face was filled with astonishment. It was only at this moment that she finally understood Mansfield's real purpose in looking for her.

He actually wants me to combine with him and give birth to offspring?

So this guy is actually planning this?

But after thinking about it, Ifrit understood in her heart that there were only two dragons left in the dragon clan, one was Mansfield and the other was her, Ifrit.

The education Mansfield received since childhood made him uphold a very serious concept of bloodline.

In Mansfield's heart, the noble blood of the dragon clan must not be tainted in the slightest, so he could only come to him, hoping that he could mate with him and give birth to offspring.

At this moment, Ifrit finally understood why this guy had said so many flattering words before. Everything he did, all the beautiful words he said, and all the future he promised were just lies to make her change her mind.

Ifrit was even thankful that he had become a master of the realm of destruction and had Ron protecting him all the time. Otherwise, given Mansfield's character, after failing to persuade him, this guy would most likely just take action and kidnap him, right?

This guy can do anything.

However, Ifrit could not help but wonder how confident Mansfield was. Why did he think that he had such great charm that just a few words from him could make her forget her past hatred and throw herself into his arms?

Is this guy's brain rusty? Or is that handsome face filled with water?

Ifrit's expression remained indifferent, but the corners of his mouth slowly raised a mocking arc, and he looked at Mansfield as if he was a fool: "Are you done?"

"Crack..." Mansfield's voice stopped abruptly. He didn't expect that after saying so much, he would get such a calm response from Ifrit. It seems that his judgment was wrong again. It is more difficult to take down Ifrit than he thought.

He was a little embarrassed and nodded reluctantly: "Speak, I'm done..."

"Very good. Finally, I don't have to listen to your lies. I guess it must be difficult for you to make up so many lies?" Ifrit said with a sneer.

Mansfield's face changed slightly and he subconsciously wanted to explain, but Ifrit interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and then looked down at Mansfield: "Enough, don't treat me like a fool."

"The lie you made up was so poor, even a three-year-old wouldn't believe it, yet you tried to deceive me. How much do you despise me in your heart?"

"Also, what does the revival of the dragon race have to do with me?"

"The moment I was expelled from the Dragon Valley, what the dragon race would become had nothing to do with me. Whether the dragon race became extinct or revived, it had nothing to do with me."

Ifrit didn't give Mansfield any chance to speak, but she was not worried that she would be bewitched by Mansfield.

After experiencing the seven levels of illusion, her consciousness had already become extremely strong.

She just didn't want Ron to think too much.

"And..." Ifrit turned her gaze to Ron beside her. When she saw Ron, the coldness on her face melted away instantly, like snow encountering a raging fire. She became gentle and beautiful.

Tender as water.

Eyes like silk.

When she looked at Mansfield again, her face quickly turned cold: "I already have a man whom I love deeply and who will spoil me."

"So, don't talk about having children with me anymore. I'm afraid he will misunderstand me."

That's right.

Ifrit doesn't care about anything now.

She only had eyes for Ron.

Compared to Ron, the revival of the dragon clan, the mother of all dragons, and the dragon princess are all worthless. Just hearing these words, Ifrit felt that her ears might be polluted.

She was even more worried that if Ron heard all this, he would have unnecessary doubts about her in his heart, which would be terrible.

Fortunately, Ron looked normal, just looking at me gently, as if encouraging me to be brave and bold to make a complete break with the past.

That look made Ifrit feel sweet in his heart.

Seeing Ifrit looking at Ron so tenderly, Mansfield clenched his fists.

Damn little bitch, I had already lowered my face to pursue her, even promised her the position of Dragon King's Concubine, and even said that I didn't care that she already had a man and was no longer chaste, but she actually dared to flirt with that bastard in front of me?

This is not taking him seriously at all.

Mansfield didn't know how he controlled the rage in his chest. He took a deep breath and a smile gradually appeared on his face: "Is that so? It seems that I was too abrupt."

"Then...I hope my sister will live happily in the future."

"No need to send."