Bach really couldn't understand how terrible the prophet was, even a panic-level thief could understand the truth, how could a smart person of the level of Holt and Apu not notice it, why would they still think about going against the prophet?

Could it be that the hatred of taking a wife is really so unacceptable?

Isn't it just my wife...... Maybe there is still a daughter who has been robbed? What's the big deal.

In life, if you have to worry about even such small things, wouldn't life be too painful?

Compared with Apu and Holt, Bach is obviously more open-minded, after all, even his wife was snatched from other people's hands, and he naturally can't see those people worrying about such trivial matters.

Speaking of which, when he first met the Prophet, he thought it was a demon who had come out of hell, but now the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the Prophet was kind.

It's like a long-lost brother.

Seeing that the Prophet's face was indifferent, his eyes drooped, as if he was thinking about something, as if he was deducing the heavenly machine, Bach was even more solemn, his face was tense, and he even forcibly controlled his breathing, for fear that he would accidentally make a movement and disturb the process of the prophet's deduction of the heavenly machine.

All in all, even if Ron didn't do anything, in Bach's eyes, he only felt that the prophet had become more and more mysterious and unfathomable.

Poor Apu and Holt, two fools, thought that they had arranged a killing game for the Prophet, but they didn't know that the Prophet was the real arranger, and their every move had already been noticed by the Prophet, and everything they did might be moving forward according to the route planned by the Prophet.

It's terrible, that's the power of the prophet.

For a time, Ron's image in Bach's mind became more majestic than ever.

As if omniscient and omnipotent.

I don't know how long it has been, Ron suddenly raised his eyelids: "Bach, there is one thing entrusted to you to do now, there is a certain danger, but if you do it, the benefits you can get will be countless." ”

"Lord Prophet, please speak, as long as it is arranged by Lord Prophet, even if it is a small life, I will definitely complete it for you." Under the extreme admiration, Bach barely hesitated, and immediately patted his chest in response.

"Very well, you ...... like this"

Ron whispered in Bach's ear for a while, only to see Bach's eyes get brighter and brighter, and more and more excited.

Good fellow, he is a prophet, and only a prophet can think of such a sinister ...... No, it's such a clever stratagem. If he really heard this, with the character of that guy in Holt, maybe he would really go berserk and kill himself.

But at the thought of the reward promised by the Prophet, Bach felt that it was worth the gamble.

After carefully jotting down every word Ron said to make sure nothing was missing, Bach turned to leave.

As for Ron, he naturally returned to the room, and today is also a candle night in the cave room between him and Agnes, so why not toss around?

As for arranging for Bach to convey Holt's words, it was useless, it was just to be angry with Holt, after all, in a short period of time, it was difficult for Ron to think of a good way to deal with it, Holt's grandson, who wanted to kill himself, wouldn't it be too much to be a little angry, right?

……

In the wee hours of the morning.

Last night, Holt, who had been carefully planning with Apu all night, had just fallen asleep.

It can't be helped, after all, they have to face Ron, who has the name of a prophet, and no matter how detailed the plan is, it always feels like it is full of loopholes. This kind of brain-moving thing is always extremely laborious, and even Holt feels extremely tired.

It's just that not long after he fell asleep, Heckles's voice sounded in his ears, waking Holt from his sleep, and now at this critical moment, any intelligence is very important, and Holt does not dare to be sloppy in the slightest.

At the moment, Holt could only drag his tired body, barely open his eyes that could close at any time, get dressed, and even bother to wash, so he met with the spy this time, and when he saw the agent, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, it was still the same Bach who brought important information last night.

A hint of murder flashed in the eyes of the yin owl, but this touch of cold was quickly hidden by Holt, and now is the time to employ people, although this Bach is not very strong, but in terms of spying intelligence, he is really a good hand.

Many secret agents, throughout their lives, may find it difficult to bring back any important information, but this Bach has appeared in front of him twice in a short period of time.

Maybe just let him live two more days for the time being.

This guy knows too many secrets, especially those shameful ugly things, just this point, it is absolutely impossible to let Bach live, and when Ron is solved, he will be next.

"Bach, what information did you bring this time?" Holt spoke slowly.

"Back to His Majesty the King, his subordinates know that His Majesty the King attaches great importance to Ron, and this Ron is also a bold and shameless person, not to mention the abduction of the princess, he actually dares to hit the eldest princess with his idea, as His Majesty's courtier, he should take the initiative to share his Majesty's worries."

Hearing that Bach actually mentioned this ugly thing again, Holt's face was gloomy for three points, this Bach looks loyal, but he really has no brains, can you mention this kind of, in addition to provoking yourself, what use can it be?

A flash of irritation flashed in his heart, but now was not the time to worry about this, and Holt spoke again in a gloomy voice: "Then what did you do?" ”

"Back to His Majesty, my subordinates found the hotel where Ron and Agnes were staying, and watched outside the hotel all night."

Bach replied immediately.

"Oh, yes, you're loyal, what did you find, and what did Ron do in any special way?" Holt asked slowly.

"Then Ron didn't do anything, just tossed around with the princess all night."

Tossed for a night?

As soon as this sentence entered his ears, Holt's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

Bastard, not a person.

He said that he wanted to reconcile himself with Agnes, and then he would go to the wedding by himself, but the dog man and woman had already been together before that.

Still all night?

Don't know what to be tired of?

It's called doing nothing, this is obviously doing everything, okay, for a whole night, I'm afraid that every part of Agnes's body has been eaten by Ron's bastard, right?

Bastard, bastard, damn it, damn it, damn it......

Holt hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and now he stayed up all night, and he was immediately woken up by Bach as soon as he fell asleep, plus the matter of Agnes was a depression in Holt's heart, at this moment, he only felt a stream of blood going against the trend, straight to his throat, and was about to squirt out.

However, in front of his subordinates, Holt still wanted to save a little dignity after all, so he forced the blood in his throat to swallow the blood in his throat with a breath in his chest.

A pair of gloomy, cruel, vicious eyes stared at Bach in front of him, at this moment, he even wanted to break this Bach into pieces, this little bastard woke himself up early in the morning, is it just to tell himself about this shit?

"What else?" Hoarse, Holt spoke again.

If this kid couldn't say anything more in his mouth, he'd definitely snap this guy's neck.

The chilling murderous intent made Bach's face pale, and his body trembled like chaff: "Back to Your Majesty, there is still ...... My subordinates are not doing well, please punish the King, I was spying on Ron, he found out, I kept watch outside the hotel until the early hours of the morning, and when I was about to leave, the guy suddenly appeared in front of me, and asked me to tell His Majesty the King......"

Only then did Holt suppress the murderous intent in his heart and asked in a deep voice, "What did he say again?" ”

He said he ...... He's worried about you, and he may not have enough time to recruit people, so ...... So, the scheduled visit for tonight will be changed to the day after tomorrow......"

Airplanes!

As soon as these words came out, Holt's mind was buzzing, and his eyes were pale, and he almost fainted.

Ron, this guy, actually knew all the plans on his side for a long time.

Although it is not surprising that Ron is a prophet and knows this, it is still difficult for Holt to accept the sudden hearing of this news.

His Majesty the King of Granville, a legendary seven-star master, was so ruthless that he could easily erase even his own son, daughter, and even his own princess, but now he only felt cold, and there seemed to be only despair left in front of his eyes.

He only felt a fishy sweetness in his mouth, and the blood that he had desperately pressed down could no longer be controlled at this time, and it spurted out with a wow.

(End of chapter)