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

perfume?

The middle-aged man in a white robe.

The strong smell of perfume even made Ron wonder if the guy had a problem with his sexual orientation. Otherwise, how could a grown man spray such a strong perfume on his body?

But Charlene's words reminded Ron that maybe there was nothing wrong with that man's orientation. He sprayed strong perfume on his body just to hide something.

For example, corpse odor?

There were no signs of any fighting in the room.

In other words, the sixth man and these five old men obviously knew each other. They all trusted each other very much and did not believe that the sixth man would take action against them.

The appearance of the five old men, the owners of the potion shop, and middle-aged men kept spinning in Ron's mind.

A clue is quickly becoming clear.

Ron finally thought about why he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he first saw the middle-aged man. It always felt like he had seen that face somewhere, but the middle-aged man searched all the memories in his mind and couldn't find anything that matched it.

He was going in the wrong direction.

The middle-aged man was not similar to any middle-aged man Ron knew. He was similar to the old man in the potion shop.

It was just because the age gap between the two was so big that Ron couldn't think of it immediately.

Ron exited the room and leaned against the wall of the corridor, staring at the five corpses in the room.

Various scenes were playing out in his mind, and he tried to connect the clues he had obtained so far...

A mysterious and strange ceremony is obviously taking place here.

Ron didn't know the purpose of the ceremony yet, but it might have something to do with him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have felt that kind of gaze before.

There must be some kind of blood relationship between these five old men with different statuses. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain this weird similarity.

If that middle-aged man is really the mysterious sixth person, then there is a problem. The age gap is too big...

Wait a moment.

What if the mysterious middle-aged man met these five old men in the form of old men? It was after the party that he transformed into a middle-aged man.

Although this kind of speculation seems a bit unbelievable, in this world full of extraordinary things, anything can happen.

The mysterious middle-aged man was the murderer of these five people. After killing the five old people, he absorbed the lives and even souls of the five old people, thereby making himself younger.

In this case, the owner of the potion shop should have been killed by this mysterious middle-aged man.

Ron's mind opened up, and all kinds of thoughts surged wildly in his mind. In the end, Ron smiled.

He remembered a strange thought he had when he first met the old man in the potion shop... That old man was inexplicably similar to Abraham, the old priest of the Church of the Dawn Goddess.

The most important point is that in Ron's game experience, there is no memory of Father Abraham at all.

He seemed to appear out of nowhere.

All kinds of messy clues finally connected into a line at this time. After a long time, Ron let out a long breath, with an expression of relief on his face.

A long-held inference deep in my heart was finally confirmed, albeit only from the side.

He grabbed another tail of the repairman, and it was a particularly thick one.

Unlike Herman, who was a small role that was temporarily called upon, this time, it may be an important piece on the chessboard.

"Charlene, I have to say, you are really too smart." Ron thanked him sincerely. If it weren't for Charlene's casual words, Ron wouldn't have known how long he would have wasted before he could put these things together. Are the messy clues connected?

"Huh?" Charlene looked strange.

This woman in a tight leather jacket had no idea why her master would praise her inexplicably, but she was still very happy in her heart and laughed a little silly.

"Let's go."

When Ron took Charlene and Lydia back to the Church of the Dawn Goddess branch, Gerald, Irelia, Virgil, Cecilia, and even Serafina had been waiting here for a long time.

It can be seen from their expressions that they are quite worried.

They naturally knew what was going on at the Sykes Hotel, and since Ron never came back after leaving the church, they were all worried that Ron might be involved in some trouble again.

I wanted to go over and have a look, but the Marquis of York appeared in person and said that someone would naturally handle the matter there.

As the great saint, Christian didn't make any move. It was obvious that the great saint already knew something in advance.

Seeing Ron return safely, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when he saw Lydia and Charlene behind Ron, the expressions on their faces couldn't help but become a little complicated.

This prophet is good at everything, but his problem with flirting with women is a bit too serious. It is simply in the terminal stage and he can bring back two very beautiful women from one trip.

One has a stunning appearance and the other has a hot body.

Irelia puffed up her cheeks, but she didn't say much after all. No matter what, it was good that Ron returned safely.

Seraphina, on the other hand, looked very solemn and worried.

"Brother Virgil, is there any vacant house here at the church? Can you arrange it for Charlene and Miss Lidya?" Ron asked.

"Of course it's no problem, it's a trivial matter." Virgil immediately called two nuns and left with Charlene and Lidya.

Lydia looked a little strange. She thought that after Ron asked her to sign such a bad contract, he might let her sleep with him tonight.

This kind of thing is very common in aristocratic and royal circles. Lidya has some brothers who, after spending money to buy certain women, can't help but taste them that night.

Ron had no intention of attacking her, which made Lidya feel a little relieved.

"What exactly happened?" Gerald asked in a deep voice after Charlene and Lidya left.

"Just some killers, it's not a big deal." Ron replied briskly.

Gerald could feel that things would not be that easy. The violent impact at the Sykes Hotel could be felt even by the Dawn Goddess Church branch.

After a pause, the kind-hearted archbishop sighed and spoke again: "I know that you are a prophet and can see the future, but in any case, being assassinated is too dangerous. Next time you have to When you leave the church, you must bring enough masters with you."

From Gerald's words, Ron could feel the Archbishop's concern.

He also put away the frivolity on his face: "I know, I won't take risks next time."

Only then did a smile gradually appear on Gerald's wrinkled face. He patted Ron on the shoulder and said nothing more. He looked at the night sky above his head with a dazed look, and then at the peaceful La La. Naka finally let out a long sigh and turned around to leave.