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As the Villain, Shouldn’t There Be a Limit to My Power?

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Chapter 9: Little Blackie

As the Villain, Shouldn’t There Be a Limit to My Power?

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Ron likes to take the initiative, but he doesn’t dislike being passive either.

Obviously, Aurelia had no experience.

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He thanked Herman in his heart, this was all Herman’s contribution!

In fact, after transmigrating here, his contact with Aurelia had been very brief, it could even be said to be a hellish start.

Even if there had been some reversal later, it was definitely not much.

The words he had spoken with Aurelia were even fewer.

Yet, under Herman’s contrast, Aurelia’s favorability toward him had been continuously skyrocketing.

Ron felt more and more fortunate that he hadn’t killed Herman.

This guy would keep delivering assists until he completely took down Aurelia.

Hiss… haa… Strange sounds came out of Ron’s mouth.

Looking at Aurelia, the purity of a nun and the temptation of a witch were perfectly fused in her.

Hearing Ron’s voice, Aurelia became gentler.

…

Achoo!

On Bruno Street in the early morning, the sun had not fully risen yet.

The sky was gray and somewhat oppressive.

But for the lower-class poor living here, the day had already begun.

Both sides of the street were crowded with chaotic, low, and dilapidated houses.

The filthy air was mixed with all kinds of sounds.

People wore shabby clothes and came and went, their numb expressions like puppets.

The pervasive rotten stench made Herman, who had just left the courtyard and was returning to the Church, frown slightly.

He didn’t like this place.

This place didn’t match his status.

He seemed to be stimulated by this smell and suddenly sneezed.

Herman inexplicably touched the back of his neck.

He always felt a bit of chill behind it.

Which damn bastard was talking shit about him behind his back?

The sky had already turned fish-belly white.

The night was about to pass.

The early morning temperature was the lowest.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and something fell onto his head.

Herman reached out and felt around.

It was a tender green leaf, lush and glossy.

A leaf that shouldn’t have fallen at this time had withered at this moment!

Like some kind of omen!

He casually threw the leaf away, feeling a bit irritated.

Thinking back, his attitude toward Aurelia before seemed a bit too bad.

After all, Aurelia had been kidnapped… which meant Aurelia was also just an innocent victim.

But then, thinking again, his fiancée had been abducted by the Eternal Freedom Sect, and messed around by that damn bastard Ron.

In Herman’s mind, various high-difficulty positions uncontrollably surfaced.

As her fiancé, he had also lost all face because of this.

From now on, he would inevitably become the laughingstock of many clergy and nobles.

The slight guilt in Herman’s heart immediately vanished without a trace.

What remained was only uncontrollable hatred.

His face became more and more ferocious, and his eyes were filled with scarlet blood vessels.

That damn bitch, why didn’t she bite her tongue and kill herself the moment she was captured?

She should have used death to prove her will and preserve his dignity!

As for Ron, he absolutely had to die.

Herman quickened his pace.

He wanted to call for stronger reinforcements from the Church branch.

Only by completely killing Ron could the resentment in his heart be resolved.

Only then could the hat that had been fastened his head be slightly removed.

As for Aurelia… Although she had already lost her chastity, her looks and figure were still decent.

She no longer had the qualification to become his wife, but being his lover was barely acceptable.

Being able to become his mistress was already Aurelia’s great honor.

This was his tolerance toward her.

…

The effect of the Aphrodisiac Potion had dissipated a little.

Inside the courtyard.

Aurelia had already tidied up her clothes and shoes again.

Her expression was no longer crazed.

Instead, she had returned to calmness and indifference, as if the madness just now had truly released some pressure.

A fragrance of flowers drifted in the air.

Her amber eyes were no longer as hollow as before.

Looking at Ron, who was also tidying his clothes, the surrounding silence made Aurelia somewhat unable to bear it: “Don’t you have anything to say?” “To say?” Ron raised his eyebrows: “Next time, can you change into a pair of stockings?” Hoo!

Aurelia felt discouraged.

Such an answer was something she had never expected.

After a few seconds, Aurelia secretly glanced at Ron: “You like stockings?” “I like them…” Ron shrugged: “You know, I’m a very broad-minded person.

I like stockings, but I don’t just like stockings!” “I just want to experience different feelings, you understand?” Aurelia helplessly let out a breath: “I just realized, you really are a bastard.” “Thanks for the compliment.” Ron was completely unfazed.

After all, the role he was playing was a villain.

Aurelia was speechless: “Who was complimenting you?

And don’t even think about a next time.

Keep dreaming, there won’t be a second time.” Ron didn’t care.

Once something happens once and twice, there will be a third time.

He wasn’t in a hurry.

After pausing, Aurelia looked at Ron again, her white teeth lightly biting her lower lip: “I’m leaving.” Aurelia said.

Ron nodded.

The courtyard, which had regained silence, was filled with unbearable awkwardness.

Ron sighed.

If Herman were here, it would be great.

As long as Herman was here, the atmosphere definitely wouldn’t be this bad.

This very talented guy would definitely think of some way to stimulate Aurelia, thereby making Aurelia’s favorability toward him rise again.

Although letting Herman watch his fiancée serve him with his own eyes might be a bit cruel, it might also be quite stimulating.

Under Ron’s gaze, Aurelia left.

Inside her shoes, it felt a bit uncomfortable.

As soon as she reached Bruno Street, in a place where no one was around, Aurelia could no longer control herself.

Her body suddenly squatted down.

Her hands covered her face.

A blush climbed from her neck to her cheeks.

Even her ears were completely red.

As if steam was rising from the top of her head.

Oh, Goddess of Dawn above.

She must have gone crazy.

Otherwise, how could she have done such blasphemous actions?

It was fine before, but after it ended, a strong sense of shame suddenly surged up.

Aurelia hadn’t expected that the scene she had accidentally glimpsed between a nun and a priest would be so shameful when actually done.

Ugh.

A very pleasant wail came out of her mouth.

“Aurelia, you really are a lunatic!” …

Ron also let out a breath and looked at the sky.

The night had already passed.

He turned and returned to the room, finding those believers of the Eternal Freedom Sect.

These believers were all very well-behaved.

They stayed obediently in the room and didn’t even dare to sneak a glance.

They didn’t know what kind of intense battle had occurred outside, but from the expression on Ron’s face, it could be seen that the beautiful nun had satisfied the supreme commander very much.

As expected of Lord Ron, he was truly amazing.

He had completely handled that little nun.

Ignoring the atmosphere that was about to erupt into flattery, Ron thought for a moment and said: “Everyone, our current base has already been discovered by the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

This place is no longer safe.

You should leave first.

You can go rely on nearby branches.

I think they won’t refuse.” All the believers were stunned for a moment.

One of them bravely asked: “Sir, what about you?” “I need to stay temporarily to handle the next matters.

Don’t worry.” Under Ron’s persuasion, all these believers left.

After sending these people away, Ron did not rush to leave.

He studied the system.

Aside from having a few more functions, it wasn’t much different from before.

There was an extra skin, which only made the system look more pleasing to the eye.

The reward for the mission had already been distributed.

He had only killed one person, Dawn Faruk.

But this person was the leader.

The reward was that his strength increased from Transcendent One-Star to Transcendent Two-Star.

Although he was still a weakling, Ron was quite satisfied.

After all, aside from equipment, this was power that truly belonged to him.

In fact, in Ron’s view, both Herman and Dawn Faruk belonged to the predicament he faced right after transmigrating to this world.

Only by breaking this situation could he truly be considered to have temporarily gained a foothold in this world.

The function of the system was to issue Death Warning.

Only by surviving death crises could he become stronger.

To become stronger, should he actively seek death?

Maybe it could be called the Infinite Seeking Death System.

Forget it, that’s unnecessary.

What if he messed up and really died?

Besides, he was just a small villain.

What did he need to be that strong for?

“Hey, do you have any other functions?” Ron suddenly spoke.

He tried to chat with the system.

But unfortunately, aside from issuing tasks, the system made no sound at all.

It wouldn’t communicate with Ron in the slightest.

Ron wasn’t discouraged and continued talking to himself: “Hey… come to think of it, I can’t keep calling you ‘hey’, right?” “How about giving you a name?” “Your skin is Black and White: Light and Darkness.

How about calling you Little Blackie?”

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