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

Branch of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Ron's room.

When the slanted sunlight at noon filled the room through the curtains, Serafina and Irelia finally woke up from their slumber.

The two girls still maintained their hugging posture, their slender legs overlapped randomly.

This is actually a very tempting picture, but it is a pity that no one has the opportunity to appreciate it.

Get up quietly and get dressed quietly.

God.

Must have been crazy last night.

After finally arranging her clothes and washing up, Serafina, whose expression barely returned to normal, took a deep breath and said, "I have to go to the city guard. I've been on leave for many days."

Irelia also nodded slightly: "I want to go to the library too..."

Irelia plans to continue to devote her limited time to the study of the Psalms. The more she studies the Psalms, the more powerful she becomes aware of these powers.

Gently push the door open.

The sunshine outside the house even made the two women feel a little dazzling.

Then they remembered that since Ron fell into a coma, they hadn't left the house for some days.

Not far away by the fence, Father Abraham was directing a group of gardeners to clean up the weeds in the flower beds.

"Ah, the two little girls finally came out. I thought you were going to sleep until night..." Father Abraham said with a smile.

Serafina, who had just recovered a little, suddenly turned crimson on her face.

She didn't even dare to stay here too long and left in a hurry with a red face.

Irelia also had a blush on her face, and then she said with some surprise: "Old priest, how do you feel, you seem a little younger?"

"Eh? Really?" Father Abraham touched his chin narcissistically: "The little girl has such a sweet mouth, but I also feel that I have become a lot younger recently. No wonder the nuns look at me a little wrong. They must be greedy for my body and want to do something evil to me. I think back then, the old man, I was also a flower that was loved by everyone in the church, no worse than little brother Ron..."

Irelia rolled her eyes angrily, ignored the naughty old priest, and walked straight to the library.

However, I still couldn't help but murmur in my heart.

Really, I always feel that the wrinkles on old Father Abraham's face seem to be a little less than before.

His rickety body seemed to straighten a bit.

Just as Irelia's figure disappeared from sight, Father Abraham's voice suddenly stopped.

He sighed as if he was a little lonely, and while recalling the grace of his youth, he walked slowly outside the church.

He hates nuns!

He hates everything that guy likes!

……

Three death warnings were issued in a row.

This was even more exaggerated than the double death warnings given by Herman and the patrolling envoys of the Eternal Freedom Sect.

Ron had to admit that every time Elsa opened her mouth, nothing good happened.

Ron had already known from Agnes that the Eternal Freedom Sect and Vice-Pope Apu were planning to attack him.

However, this guy Apu is just slander. Who has defiled your wife?

That was an accident. Do you understand accidents?

By the way, how did Apu know that he had blasphemed against the great saint Christian?

Could it be that this guy has been secretly spying on his wife through some means?

What a shameless bastard.

If you don’t use it, why don’t you allow others to use it? Don’t you know waste is shameful?

The only thing that surprised Ron was that the Spang Theocracy was also ready to take action, and their actions were a little faster than Virgil expected.

The rewards this time seem to be quite generous, with strength increased by 300, spirit increased by 300, freely distributed attribute points increased by 500, and there are even countless lottery opportunities.

But there is no doubt that generous rewards also represent greater dangers.

Whether they are judges, apostles, or the so-called witches of Spang Theocracy, they are not easy to deal with.

[Beep, the system prompts...]

Elsa's voice sounded again.

Ron's heart twitched violently. Could it be that there was a fourth death warning?

Are there too many people who want to kill me? Is his character so bad?

Several thoughts flashed through Ron's mind, but fortunately, he was not so unlucky.

[Beep, the system prompts that the host activates three death warnings at the same time, activating a special mission - to survive from desperate situations. 】

[Escape from desperate situations—Successfully clear three death warnings, and you will get an additional high-level ten-consecutive lottery ticket*1! 】

Ron's gaze shifted silently, and the surrounding scenes gradually came into view.

There were a total of dozens of people in the hall, and most of them were nobles with Dolores as the center, who were distributed in a ring and wanted to get close but didn't dare.

Although they lowered their heads and seemed to be communicating in a low voice, their eyes would still drift in the direction of Ron and Delores from time to time.

of course there are exceptions.

There is a woman sitting in the corner of the hall. She is not particularly beautiful, but elegant and dignified. She is leisurely tasting the coffee in front of her.

Directly behind Dolores, there was a man in his thirties, holding a copy of the Granville Daily News, and seemed to be very interested in the news recorded on it.

Ron slowly turned the tea cup with his fingers and smiled softly. What age are you in? You are still pretending to read a newspaper. Can you be more professional? Eight out of ten lurkers in movies and TV series are reading newspapers...

But I didn't see the judge who was serving as a priest. I don't know if he hadn't arrived yet or if he was in disguise.

After just a brief glance, Ron already had a basic understanding of the surrounding situation.

Dolores waited for Ron's response, and at the same time her golden eyes were staring at Ron. She tried to confirm some of her judgments from the expression on Ron's face.

If Ron already knew this, it means Ron is really a prophet.

If Ron showed even a little bit of surprise on his face, in Dolores's mind, Ron would become a liar.

But what made Dolores feel strange was that the expression on Ron's face looked quite strange. When he first heard the news, he acted extremely calm, and even his movements of drinking tea did not fluctuate at all. .

But soon, Ron's movements became stiff.

There was a slight surprise on his face, and this surprise turned into excitement in less than two seconds.

What the hell is this?

Even though Dolores was very good at judging other people's inner thoughts through changes in their expressions, at this moment, she couldn't tell what Ron was thinking deep inside.

It was difficult to judge what Ron was really thinking. Dolores could only cough softly and wake Ron up from his own world: "Mr. Ron, did you hear what I said?"

"Ah, of course, of course." Ron nodded: "Someone wants to kill me, but I don't know who Princess Dolores is talking about?"