Chapter 456 Ashborn Wants to Save (Ten Thousand)

In the bathroom.

The madness continues.

While Mirabell was still searching for where the missing saint had gone and whose hair the long hair floating on the hot spring water belonged to, Isabel suddenly emerged from under the water.

In the mist, the Elf Queen could still clearly see Isabel's pink and crimson face.

Mirabell is ignorant. She doesn't know what is happening here. Why is Isabel lurking underwater?

Is this diving?

Is this the first time I saw someone diving in a bathtub or hot spring?

Mirabelle was a little dazed.

But soon, she felt something was wrong. Isabel seemed to be angry, her cheeks bulging.

The expression on Ron's face also looked particularly weird. It's really hard to describe that expression... I should say it or not. Being powerful makes many things much more convenient. Even holding one's breath and diving for a long time are completely impossible. No problem at all.

Gradually, the elf queen seemed to understand something.

The pretty face began to turn redder and redder. After a few seconds, Mirabelle couldn't bear it anymore. She suddenly let out a scream, turned around and ran away, just to stay away from this bathroom.

But, it's too late.

An arm had already stretched out, hooked Mirabell's slender legs, and forcibly dragged Mirabell into the hot spring.

Wow.

There was a splash of water.

Gudong.

Isabel's throat moved slightly, and her cheeks returned to normal.

Seeing Mirabell soaked in the water, already soaked to the skin, her eyes became more and more charming.

A pair of lotus-like arms, like two soft water snakes, wrapped around Mirabelle's body from behind.

…

What is Isabel doing now?

Inside the bar.

Ashbourne was still staring at the hotel window in a daze.

He subconsciously clenched his hands, and his nails dug into the palms of his hands. Drops of blood rolled down the edges of his palms, and Ashbourne was completely unaware of it.

His breathing became faster involuntarily.

Ron, that is a shameless bastard with a lustful look. He will never let go of a beautiful girl like Isabel. Although Isabel is a little petite and her face is a little childish, her figure is petite and plump, so pretty. The face is young and charming.

Ashbourne has been with Isabel for many years, and he knows better than anyone else what kind of temptation Isabel has for men.

The identity of a saint will make men crazy.

No man can resist the temptation to desecrate his holiness.

Various postures appeared in Ashborn's mind involuntarily. When he thought of Isabel, his fiancée, being tortured and humiliated by Ron, that despicable and shameless man, in one way or another.

When he thought of Isabel, expressing her joy in Ron's body, but feeling despair and pain deep in her heart, Ashbourne's heart ached like a knife.

Yes, Isabel must be desperate and miserable.

Ashbourne believed that even if Isabel's body was occupied by Ron, her heart must still be fighting.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

At this moment, Ashbourne really wanted to rush into the hotel and rescue Isabel at all costs.

But, he couldn't do it.

Compared to Ron, his strength is too weak and not worth mentioning at all. Not to mention rescuing Isabel, even his own life may be at stake.

The woman I love is suffering humiliation, but I can only sit here and wait, watching and thinking, how humiliating is that?

Every minute and every second, Ashborn's heart became more tormented.

Ashbourne has never been more eager for power than now, the power to kill Ron and save the woman he loves.

This process lasted for a long time, until early in the morning, when the sky was already dark, Ashburn finally saw a figure appearing at the door of the hotel. Who could it be if it wasn't Isabel?

At this moment, Isabel has obviously been tidied up, but her eyebrows and eyes still look lazy and charming, and her combed hair is still slightly messy.

Her Royal Highness the Saint tried hard to control her body, but Axiborne could still clearly see that Isabel's legs seemed to be shaking uncontrollably. Just looking at this scene, one can imagine what Isabel endured last night. torture.

Perhaps, throughout the night, Isabel didn't have much time to rest.

The originally childish and pretty face was now full of exhaustion, and there was some sleepiness in his eyes.

With a snap, the wine glass in his palm turned into fine powder.

Ashbourne didn't even care that some glass shards had poked into the palm of his hand. He seemed to be completely unable to feel the pain. He just stared at Isabel with his eyes. Finally, he couldn't bear the pain anymore. He sat up from the chair in an instant and rushed outside.

Seeing Ashborn's movements, the shop owner, who had been sleepy for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the evil star is finally gone.

Damn it, last night, this guy drank nearly a hundred bottles of spirits by himself. The spirits were very expensive, and he didn't even leave a single copper penny.

Bah, you shameless bitch, you deserve the green stain on your head.

The shop owner muttered and cursed in his heart, but he did not dare to say these words out loud.

Looking at the gray sky outside the window, the shop owner suddenly sighed. If things really changed today, wouldn't something like this never happen again?

Ashbourne didn't know what the store owner was thinking, and he didn't want to know. Now there was only Isabel left in his heart. He just wanted to catch up and tell Isabel that no matter what the price, he would definitely find a way to get her. Saved from Ron's clutches.

It would definitely end her suffering.

He would tell Isabel that he no longer cared what happened to her, that she had long lost her purity.

As long as she is willing to change her mind, he will accept her again and he will let her be his wife.

However, when he rushed out a certain distance and was about to catch up with Isabel, Axiburn suddenly stopped again, his face full of bitterness.

Ashbourne knows better than anyone how he treated Isabel before, and how vicious the words he said and the things he did to Isabel were.

Isabel had already been heartbroken by him.

Now rush up and tell Isabel this, will Isabel really believe it?

What's more, with his current strength, if he said that he was going to deal with Ron and save Isabel from Ron's clutches, Isabel would definitely regard it as a joke, right?

How arrogant Isabel was when she was humiliated, now she is so embarrassed.

Ashborn just stared at Isabel until Isabel's back completely disappeared in front of him. He finally gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the headquarters of the Heart of Nature Church.

Little did Ashborn know that from the window on the sixth floor of the hotel, a pair of eyes had been watching him silently, with a sneer on his face.

This guy is still somewhat useful now, so just let him live for a while.

As a holy son and the son of the Pope, Ashbern attaches great importance to the dignity of a gentleman. He was like this before. Although he was in despair after encountering the disaster, his dignity was never lost from the beginning to the end.

But this time, Ashborn couldn't bear it any longer.

As if he was crazy, he rushed into the church headquarters and went straight to the Papal Palace.

Although the clergymen in the church were a little curious about Ashborn's movements, they did not pay too much attention. After all, this was Ashborn, and no matter what this guy did, it was not surprising.

Clang.

The door of the Papal Palace was kicked open by Ashbourne.

He couldn't wait any longer.

There was a huge gap in strength between him and Ron. The original plan he and Simmons discussed was to provoke his father, mother, the Copperfield family, and King Balumong to join forces, and even to assemble the Spang Theocracy. Some powerful nobles worked together to completely obliterate Ron.

Naturally, this kind of thing cannot be rushed. It must be planned slowly and step by step.

But now, Ashbourne's patience has been completely exhausted. If he can't kill Ron for one day, Isabel will have to endure the pain for one more day.

…

A sneeze.

Isabel, who was walking on the street, rubbed her nose and looked a little suspicious.

Got a cold?

This is impossible.

After all, she is also a legendary practitioner.

The physical fitness of legendary practitioners is different from ordinary people. I dare not say anything else. They are immune to all diseases and basically do not have much pressure. In fact, since Isabel entered the path of a practitioner, she has basically never been sick again. .

Maybe someone is talking bad about me behind my back.

I'm used to it, and most likely it's the bastard Ashbourne.

Thinking of her previous attachment to Ashbourne, Isabel even felt a little ridiculous. She had really lost her mind before, but she actually thought that Ashbourne was a good person. Although he was a little romantic, he was definitely a true gentleman.

He must have had a brain cramp, which is why he had such an illusion.

Of course, it is also possible that Axiburn is too good at disguising. After all, the difference in Axiburn's performance before and after the Dusk Temple is so big that Isabel can hardly believe that this is actually the same person.

This kind of person is really terrible.

He disguised himself with a false smile, and no one knew what kind of filth was hidden under that thick mask.

If it hadn't been for this time, when Ashbourne was pushed to the extreme and exposed his true nature, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to see his true face at all. I didn't know that this person was so vicious, and I would have been deceived by him for the rest of my life.

In comparison, the owner is completely different.

After all, she didn't know Ron very well, she had only heard some rumors.

In her imagination, the master should be a relatively cruel existence.

She thought she might go through a relatively torturous and painful night, and she was even prepared to endure that kind of pain. But what Isabel didn't expect was that her master was far more gentle than she imagined.

Although it hurt a little at first.

However, it was still very comfortable after that.

The master did not behave too rudely, and at least for Isabel, this first impression was quite satisfactory.

It's a pity that my body is still too weak to fully satisfy my master. I will definitely not be so useless next time.

I don’t know what she thought of, but Isabel’s face turned even redder.

God knows how Isabel would feel if Ashbourne knew what she was thinking now. I guess a mouthful of old blood would be sprayed out directly.

He was thinking about how to save his beloved woman from Ron's clutches, but the girl in his heart was thinking about how to serve her master better next time.

Of course, Ashbourne didn't know this now. He kicked open the door of the Papal Palace. He originally wanted to find his father and mother to discuss how to get rid of Ron.

But after kicking open the door, Ashbourne was surprised to find a stranger in the hall of the Papal Palace.

This scene can be said to be quite surprising.

The Papal Palace has always been the place where the Pope, the Holy Lady, and the Pope's family live. Even if they entertain distinguished guests, they are usually in the church. The Papal Palace is basically not open to outsiders.

This doubt only lasted for a short moment. Axiburn quickly calmed down and looked at the man over there.

It was an old man who looked to be in his sixties.

Of course, Ashborn knew that the age of this old man could never be judged by his appearance. Although the aura of the old man was restrained, the oppression it brought was vague and even more exaggerated than that of his father.

This is definitely a legendary master, and at least a legendary eight-star.

To have such strength, this old man is probably an old monster over a hundred years old.

However, what makes Axiborne strange is that he does not recognize the appearance of this old man at all, and has no impression at all. When did the Spang Theocracy gain such a master?

When did legendary powerhouses become so worthless that one would pop up from time to time?

By the way, I heard before that my parents have been very close to a mysterious person during this period and they attach great importance to each other. Could the mysterious person be the old man in front of me?

Such strength indeed deserves to be treated with caution.

Just as Axiburn was examining the old man in front of him, the old man also looked at Axiburn. However, the old man didn't seem to be very interested in Axiburn. He just glanced at it casually and quickly looked away. .

The feeling of being ignored instantly made a surge of anger surge in Ashborn's chest.

Marcelino was meeting an important guest. At this moment, he was suddenly interrupted by someone, who was his own son. This made him feel very humiliated, and his face instantly darkened: "What's the point of being so panicked? I'm in the middle of a panic here." To receive important guests, you go out first."

His father's rebuke made Ashbourne feel dissatisfied, but in order to save Isabel from Ron, he finally suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath and said slowly: "Father, that Ron has already When he came to the Spang Theocracy, he came here not just to destroy Er'Neill and cut Kane into a stick. With Ron's character, he will definitely take action against the Heart of Nature Church."

"Father, are you prepared to ignore it and watch the family's rule over the church be overthrown?"

Ashborn's rebuttal and accusation made Marcelino feel a little embarrassed, and his already gloomy face became even more ugly. He slapped the table with a loud bang, pitifully taking the table with the tea cup on it. The teapot was instantly shattered into fine powder.

A pair of scarlet eyes stared at his son, Marcelino shouted in a deep voice: "Shut up, you are only the Holy Son, not the Pope. I have my own concerns about the church, so there is no need for you to interrupt here. Get out of here..."

Although Marcelino admitted that Ashbourne was the most promising of his many sons, the death of his four children also made his mentality extremely complicated when facing Ashbourne.

He even had the urge to strangle Ashborn to death with his own hands, but he was already his only heir.

However, although he would not kill Axiburn with his own hands, it was naturally impossible to make him look good on Axiburn.

Ashborn lowered his head slightly to cover up the anger and resentment seeping out of his eyes.

Old thing... When I grow up, I will be the first to kick you away.

Until then, don't even think about a happy death. Even if you die, I will dig you out of the grave and whip your body.

Having said this, Axiborne was naturally not willing to stay here and be scolded. He snorted and turned around to leave.

"Wait a moment……"

But at this moment, an old and hoarse voice suddenly stopped Axibon.

It's the mysterious old man.

Ashborn frowned slightly and looked at the old guy with confusion. He didn't know why the old guy stopped him. Did he just want to see himself make a fool of himself?

The mysterious old man had already left his seat. Under the strange gazes of Marcelino, Mireya, and even Ashborn, he walked straight towards Ashborn and surrounded him. Turning in circles, looking up and down.

As he watched, the old man's eyes became brighter and brighter.

That sight gave even Axiburn a creepy feeling, like a strong man who had been in prison for decades and suddenly met a young and beautiful girl.

hiss!

Ashbourne trembled with excitement. Could this old guy have some strange hobby?

By the way, what do you look like now?

Completely disfigured, okay? I was voted the ugliest person in the Twilight Continent, and I was definitely on the list. With this look, how can this old man still look good?

The taste is really too strong, right?

For a moment, Ahiburn was thinking about it, and his body even shrank subconsciously.

After a long time passed, the old man finally withdrew his gaze. On that wrinkled face, an indescribable and captivating smile gradually appeared, and a pair of cloudy eyes stared directly at Yasib. kindness:

"Young man, do you long for power?"

Chapter 2, 10,000 words, is presented.