Yikes!

Suddenly, she was dragged into the hot spring, and the sudden stimulation caught Isabel off guard, and Sakura made a nice sound on her lips.

The already beautiful cheeks are even more crimson at this moment, a pair of big eyes are as charming as silk, and with the rapid breathing, the whole person is exuding an irresistible temptation.

The silky hair was wet, spread out on the surface of the water, swinging like a goddess bathing.

The clothes were soaked with spring water and clinged tightly to the delicate skin.

The originally tight fabric immediately took on a translucent state.

The tight body is delicate.

looming, you can even feel Isabel's delicate skin as snow through the saint's dress on her body.

The temperature in the bathroom rose slightly, and even Ron felt as if a blazing flame was suppressing in his chest...... Speaking of which, it's been a long time.

During this period of time, although there was always Mirabelle by his side.

Mirabele's favorability has already broken through the sky, no matter what kind of needs Ron has, as long as he speaks, this elf queen will definitely not refuse, and Mirabel is seriously injured, her body is recovering, and she is in a weak stage.

Ron, even if he was a beast, would not have asked for anything when Mirabelle was weak.

It's just that on weekdays, the two always act together, it is better to say that the time that Ron holds Mirabelle occupies most of it, and the inevitable physical contact and ear and sideburns grind.

He is not a righteous gentleman, just a very normal, normal man who can no longer be normal, under this kind of relationship, how can he not have any impulsiveness in his heart, but he is just suppressed by a strong will.

Depression is never a good way to relieve desire*, grooming is.

As the saying goes, it is better to be blocked than to be sparse.

The impulses in Ron's body never went away, they just kept accumulating, accumulating, accumulating in his body.

And Isabel's inadvertent flirtation, like a fuse, detonated this impulse and exploded with a bang.

Ron could feel the strong throbbing in his chest, he could feel the higher and higher body temperature, he could feel the abnormality in his body, a pair of eyes just stared at the saint in front of him, he opened his mouth, and his voice was even a little hoarse:

"Isabel, are you really ready?"

Isabel, who was in a strong state of shame, heard Ron's voice, and her body suddenly trembled, and the shy nature of the girl made her subconsciously want to deny it.

But I don't know what's going on, but the head of the mantis nodded slightly disobediently.

Then, Isabel took a deep breath, and as if she had summoned all the courage in her chest, she finally raised her little head and looked directly at Ron with a pair of big eyes: "Master, I'...... I'm ready. ”

"I'll serve you."

"As a servant, it's my responsibility."

Ron glanced at the little saintess in front of him with some surprise, and he really couldn't imagine that Isabel still had such courage: "Serve? That one...... Do you know what to do? ”

Ron had serious doubts about this.

In the major churches, although the Son and the Holy Maiden are said to be a natural pair, the church is not a royal palace after all.

It will not be like the ancient emperors of the earth, the women in the harem, and there are special old palace maids to teach the skills between the bed.

If the rules of the church are strictly enforced, these saints are basically as pure as a blank sheet of paper before they get married.

Although Isabel is from a civilian background, after all, she has been a saint for many years, and other nuns serve Isabel on weekdays, as for serving others, or men, Isabel should not be very good at it.

As soon as these words came out, Isabel's little face turned even redder.

The long eyelashes were shaking rapidly, and the gaze was even more erratic.

The whole person seems to have been ashamed to a certain extent, and he can't wait to plunge into the hot spring and never bubble again.

After a few seconds had passed, Isabel muttered quietly, "How much, still, I still understand a little." ”

"I've read some scripts......"

Well, the heroine is still her, and the hero is still Ron.

Obviously, supporting it until now is basically Isabel's limit, this rabbit-like saint can no longer bear it, she looked up at Ron charmingly, and then took a deep breath and bent her legs.

The whole petite body gradually submerged in the hot spring, and only waterfall-like hair was left fluttering on the water.

Goo, goo!

One by one, bubbles tumble up from under the water and burst on the surface of the water.

Ron's body shook even more, his face became particularly strange in an instant, and his body subconsciously leaned back, leaning back against the edge of the hot spring, exhaling heavily, and his eyes were slightly dilated.

On the surface of the water that had just calmed down, circles of ripples gradually unfolded.

……

Outside the bathroom.

in the room.

Mirabelle had a strange expression.

Although her favorability for Ron was already full, no matter what Ron asked of her, Mirabelle would not refuse at all.

But no matter what, she is the queen of the elf clan after all, with the most noble blood in the Dusk Continent flowing on her body, and she has the pride and reserve of being a royal family.

Even if she likes Ron tightly in her heart, she is a little embarrassed to take the initiative after all, she thought that when she got along on weekdays, when she was lying in Ron's arms, a little teasing, this man was only afraid that he would immediately become like a beast, and directly knock her down and then eat her alive.

Unexpectedly, because of the injuries on his body, Ron behaved like a gentleman these days. In fact, Mirabelle's injuries had already recovered, and she just didn't want to feel like being held in Ron's arms, so she didn't want to be self-defeating.

In fact, in this case, a woman with a little experience, even if it is on paper, can make the development between the two go naturally, and it will come naturally, but there is no way, if Isabel can be said to be a blank slate in this regard, at most there is only a little bit of theoretical knowledge, then Mirabelle is not even talking on paper, and theoretical knowledge is also a zero egg.

She had no idea how to overcome the shame in her heart, how to make Ron understand her heart and desire.

Originally, Mirabelle was not in a hurry, after all, she wanted to get along with Ron for a long time, and she believed that as long as they got along long enough, they would have a chance after all.

However, the appearance of Isabel brought a strong sense of crisis to Mirabele.

The feeling as if something that belonged to her was about to be snatched away made Mirabelle even feel a strong sense of fear.

Especially, after Isabel entered the bathroom with Ron, the sense of crisis suddenly became even stronger.

Seeing that the time passed more and more, and the two of them showed no sign of coming out of the bathroom at all, Mirabelle's heart became more and more panicked, and the feeling that her own things were snatched away became more and more intense.

Finally, Mirabelle couldn't hold back any longer.

Gritting her teeth, Mirabelle rushed to the bathroom.

As soon as she entered the bathroom, Mirabelle couldn't help but be stunned, only Ron could be seen in the bathroom, and Isabel was nowhere to be seen.

A layer of long hair spreads out on the surface of the water like a waterfall, and the ripples spread out in circles on the surface of the water.

What the hell is this?

In Mirabele's little head, there was a big doubt.

……

It's late at night.

People don't sleep!

Bars are usually open late, but because of the cold weather, the Bars are not too much.

Nightlife in the Church of Spont is not very rich, and generally speaking, after 12 o'clock in the morning, the whole city is shrouded in darkness, without him, it is too cold...... Today, however, is an exception.

The small bar opposite the hotel is still brightly lit, like a firefly in the night, so bright, dazzling, and shining.

The little owner of the bar had a bitter face, a wrinkled face, and looked like he was about to cry.

He was really going to cry.

He is also a small business, and every day is very important to him.

But because of that master, he is equal to working in vain today, and he even has to take a lot of it.

As soon as this lord appeared on the stage, the guests in the entire bar were directly reduced by four-fifths, and there were many bastards who took advantage of the chaos to escape the order, and directly let the boss lose to grandma's house.

The business can't be done, and it really can't be closed, at least it can recover a little loss.

But this master is here, he can't even close the door...... There's no way, who made this master a master who can't be provoked.

Raising his eyes to look at the dark night sky outside the window, the shopkeeper couldn't help but sigh again, he really lost a lot today, his eyes retracted, and fell on the person by the window again.

That's a very special man.

He used to be handsome and chic, graceful and suave, surrounded by warblers and swallows, surrounded by beauty.

But, that was once upon a time.

Now he is just a terrible ghost who escaped death from the gates of hell, just a scarred ghost who has just been burned from the fire...... The once handsome cheeks have been distorted, and the skin that once made women envious is now covered with criss-crossing ugly scars, as if the face is crawling with centipedes, ugly and hideous.

Two eyes, one rotting off the upper eyelid, the other condensed together because of the scar, one large and one small at a glance.

On the bare head, there is not half a hair in sight, only the pitted scars.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that the most handsome man in the Spann Sect, Ahiborne, would have become like this?

Miserable, miserable, miserable...... What a terrible word.

But...... Thinking about the ledger prepared for Ashbon alone, and the dense numbers on the ledger, which were almost full, wasn't this not deserved, not deserved?

The corners of the shopkeeper's mouth showed a slight arc.

But it soon faded away.

He couldn't let Ashbourne see that he was gloating...... This guy is really going to kill.

If it is said that before Ahiborne, he still cared about the face of the Holy Son, and some things would not be done too much, but after the disfigurement, Ahiborne's personality changed greatly...... No, it shouldn't be said that it is a big change in personality.

Perhaps, this is his nature.

Disfigurement ruined not only his appearance, but also the shackles that bound him.

In the past year or so, in this royal city alone, there have been at least hundreds of people killed by Ahbourne's own hands, some of whom have directly mocked Ahbourne's appearance, some people just showed a frightened expression because they saw Ahbourne's appearance, and some even subconsciously looked at Ahbourne twice...... The shopkeeper didn't want to die for a joke like that.

The owner of the store was a little puzzled, and he admitted that it was indeed a very emotional thing to see his fiancée go to the hotel with other men to open a room.

But, you watched your fiancée enter the hotel with another man, go up to him, catch him, and sit in the bar and drink alcohol, right?

You're still not a gentleman.

You deserve to be a cuckold.

Boom!

Another sip of liquor poured into his stomach, and Ashbourne felt an unbearable heat all over his body.

His face was piping hot.

On the table, the floor was already full of wine bottles.

Although the realm has fallen, Ya Xibourne is still a legendary-level master after all, but even with his strength, he can't hold on to drinking for a long time without any interruption.

He looked up and looked at the tall hotel across the street with ugly eyes.

Maybe it was the stimulation of alcohol, and some confusion flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Ahibone was like a sage, and he sat quietly in his seat, his eyes staring at the hotel opposite, as if trying to see something through the bright windows.

The scenes I had experienced were flashing rapidly in my mind.

Once upon a time, what kind of scenery were you?

How many princesses, nobles, and nuns don't want to be decent at all in front of themselves, scratching their heads and posing, and being extremely graceful, just to be able to climb into their own bed one day.

How many princes, sons huddle around their sides, flattering, sloppy and patting horses, just to let themselves look high, and his casual words are comparable to the other party's decades of efforts.

He lost himself in praise and flattery.

Once upon a time, he thought that the world was supposed to be like this, and the world was going to revolve around him.

Finally, one day, he was down.

His handsome countenance became ugly.

His mighty power has weakened.

Even the position of the Holy Son is shaky.

It was the darkest and most painful moment in his life, he wanted to get together with these good brothers to dispel the bitterness in his heart, but who would have thought that the woman and the little brother who had been flattering around him would disappear in an instant.

He's like a piece of shit, and no matter where he goes, everyone avoids it.

The eyes of those women looking at them were full of disgust, and the eyes of those younger brothers looking at themselves were full of schadenfreude.

Even his parents are ready to transfer everything they have to the head of the eldest brother.

At that moment, Ahbon truly experienced what it meant to be betrayed and separated, and only then did he truly understand what it meant to be human.

No, no, not everyone has abandoned themselves.

There are two more ......

One is Simmons, who regained his courage when he was at his most desperate, and it was Simmons who opened a path to the light in hell for himself.

If it weren't for Simmons, the position of the Holy Son, the powerful power, would have completely left him, and he would have sunk in the mud forever and never be able to turn over.

There is another person...... It's Isabel.

Before today, Ashbourne was full of hatred and hatred for Isabel, and he always felt that if it weren't for Isabel, he would never be as embarrassed as he is now.

Ninety percent of the blame for falling into hell is Isabel's.

All along, Ashbourne wanted to crush Isabel to ashes with his own hands.

But just now, because of a lot of drinking, the whole person was drunk and hazy, but at this time, his consciousness was unprecedentedly clear, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and a thought that he had never had before appeared in Ahbourne's mind.

It occurred to him suddenly, perhaps...... Isabel is the only person in the whole world other than Simmons who is truly true to herself.

In the Temple at Dusk.

Because of his recklessness, when he was deeply poisonous, and his whole body was rotten and emitted a strong stench, the other clergy were all full of disgust, and none of them wanted to come near him.

It is Isabel who has always been by her side and has never given up on taking care of herself.

When he waited for death in excruciating pain, everyone watched, and even gloated, and couldn't wait to see the moment of his death.

It was Isabel who went to find Ron's bastard and sacrificed her innocent body to get herself a life-saving antidote.

While everyone blamed themselves for losing all the gains in the Temple of Twilight, and was particularly unkind to themselves, Isabel remained by her side and never gave up.

Even if you leave the Twilight Temple and return to the Church of the Heart of Nature.

When she became the target of public criticism and was spurned by thousands of people, Isabel still supported herself behind.

She never justified herself, but kept saying good things for him.

It was only by this time that Ahi Burn understood how heavy this feeling was.

It's just that, no matter how sincere the feelings, they can't withstand the endless wear and tear...... After unabashedly unleashing his malice towards Isabel again and again, even this woman who has never abandoned her has finally abandoned herself.

It was he who pushed the woman who loved him the most away, and it was he who made himself a real loner.

For the first time, there was a deep guilt in Ahbourne's eyes.

It was at this time that Ahbone finally understood who was really good for him, and when he thought of Isabel, Ahbourne even felt a throbbing pain in his chest as if it were tangled together.

He finally realized what kind of place Isabel had in his heart.

Before, he was just used to the life of Isabel by his side, so he subconsciously ignored this woman, and it was not until after this Isabel left that he knew how important this woman was to him.

If...... If I had been a little nicer to Isabel at the beginning, would many things have been different?

Looking at the hotel in front of him again, Ashburn felt as if a huge stone had been pressed against his chest, and the weight made him a little breathless.

Isabel, what are you doing now?

……

The Holy Maiden, who is drinking porridge, is nutritious and contains nine times more protein than beef!

The first chapter is 5,000 words.

(End of chapter)