As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

I can’t bear it anymore!

Damn it, I’m going to have a fight with him!

Charlotte headbutted Roy in the chest, releasing all the emotions that had been pent up for a long time.

"Let me tell you, this lady is very calm!"

"Even if I didn't have the merit of slaying a dragon, even if I didn't have the agitation of dragon blood, I would still do this!"

"Don't you want an answer to your proposal? Since you've already kept your promise, I should also honor my promise! Okay, I'll tell you now!"

Charlotte raised her head and tried her best, even though her cheeks were burning red with shyness, she still looked straight at him with her crimson eyes, showing her truest feelings.

"I agree! Now you are my fiancé, and in the future you will be my husband. I, Charlotte Reinhardt, am willing to marry you, so—"

The powerful voice that had been rising all the way became weak in the last moment, the blush on the cheeks spread to the neck and ears, and the beautiful eyes that were praised as rubies flickered.

It is never easy for a lady to reveal her feelings to others, and even more so for a proud royal. But at this moment, Charlotte overcame her trembling heart and refused to take her eyes off Roy.

"So, are you willing to accept me?"

The whisper, as light as the evening breeze, instantly ignited a warm flame in the boy's heart, which had been unable to ignite no matter what.

Roy opened his eyes without knowing when.

It would be too rude not to face the girl's courageous confession, and the moment he saw Charlotte, he knew that he could no longer refuse.

The lion that was so strong and arrogant just now turned into a little red cat begging for something.

Charlotte is always like this.

No matter how angry, willful, or unreasonable she is, she will let go of everything and only remain sincere when it comes to her feelings.

Sincerity shines brighter than gems.

Roy smiled helplessly.

The evil thoughts of the flesh and the restless dragon blood can be endured, but the feelings ignited by the girl can never be extinguished.

"I...will."

But you have to be careful not to get hurt by me! If I really get too rough and hurt you, you have to stop me even if you have to kick me down!

Roy's idea was very thoughtful, but before he could finish his words of advice, the girl, who could no longer contain herself, hugged and kissed him.

hot.

It's too hot.

The scorching kiss came forcefully, igniting his passion and blood like a burning wind, and even turning the dry wood in the boy's heart into the most ardent love.

Unable to suppress it and not wanting to suppress it anymore, Roy completely unleashed the beast in his heart.

There was a passionate collision between lips and teeth, and the hands that had been pushing each other were now clasped together, and even their breathing was no longer entangled.

But Roy's worries were unnecessary.

He wasn't the only one who was rude, there was also Charlotte who was equally passionate.

This is not one-sided tyranny.

The girl also released a surging passion, not hesitating to use her tongue, her hands, her legs and feet, her hot chest, and even every inch of her skin to swallow him up.

Like a flame flying towards a moth, it blooms with the most charming brightness.

Until the clothes are either burned to ashes or turned into fragments, there is no external object that can block the fusion of body and soul.

The girl's passionate breathing finally stopped, and she let out a painful whimper.

Roy regained consciousness a little and stopped moving.

At some point, the two people's positions had been swapped.

He kissed away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes. Just as he was about to show concern for Charlotte with pity, he unexpectedly bumped into her head.

"pain!"

It was not the girl, but the boy who cried out first.

The fangs fell on the boy's shoulder. Charlotte whimpered, panted, burned, frowned, but raised the corners of her mouth happily, greedily insatiable.

"Don't... stop."

"Don't stop until I give you permission."

The knight always had only one response to the princess's orders.

Then, the moonlight disappeared, and only the flames of the young boys and girls burned the night hot.

Chapter 95: Loneliness of One Person

Dawn is approaching.

At the cemetery outside the town, Saint Alice of White Harbor personally offered prayers for the soldiers and civilians who had unfortunately died.

"May the holy light bless you and may you enjoy eternal peace in the goddess' kingdom."

Although Alice herself has no good feelings towards the goddess, for the people, the goddess of holy light is the salvation of the world's suffering, so she does not reject this kind of prayer behavior.

The 50,000-strong army of the White Harbor Church, half of its knights and clergy, entered the Lionheart Kingdom from the southeast, clearing out the remaining dragons along the way with unstoppable force.

While slaying the dragon, the White Harbor Church did not neglect the treatment and assistance to the suffering people.

Throughout the journey, Alice held respectful funerals for the victims, offered prayers, and led the clergy in providing medical assistance.

Even if they were not believers in the Holy Light, people still remembered the saint named Alice with deep gratitude.

This is also the reason why the advance was smooth but the marching speed could not be increased.

At the moment of Nidhogg's fall, rescuing the people was more difficult than killing the dragon.

But no matter what, the White Harbor army has successfully arrived in the central part of the kingdom, and reaching the capital is just around the corner.

After the prayer, Theresa came forward and smiled comfortingly: "Thank you for your hard work, Alice."

"Not only do you charge at the forefront of the battlefield and gain a reputation for yourself, but you also pray tirelessly and always have good intentions towards people. You are now the perfect Saint."

Talking about this, Theresa couldn't help but express her approval.

In her opinion, even if the factor of bloodline power is put aside, Alice is far more suitable to be a saint than those geniuses in the East Continent.

Alice is not complacent about this.

"As a saint, it's only natural for me to eliminate evil, be wholeheartedly good, and care for the people."

“It’s not easy to do things that are taken for granted.”

"Alice is just practicing what the Lord...Roy said."

Alice's lips were light and flirtatious, as if nothing had changed from usual.

But Theresa was observant enough to notice that the other person's aura was changing from cold to gentle, like a dandelion swaying in the wind.

During the conversation, the blonde girl looked off into the distance.

At the end of the mountains, there is nothing but the faint blooming morning light.

To others, they might mistakenly believe that the compassionate Saint was worried about world peace, or was troubled by how to spread the faith in the Holy Light and bring salvation to the world.

But Theresa knew clearly that the child only had one person in mind. The "Lord" she couldn't bring herself to name wasn't the goddess revered by the world.

That direction is where Lionheart City is located.

As she walked, Alice had inadvertently looked at that place many times, and she would look at it for a long time, as if she had turned into a statue.

Oh my, I can’t wait for the reunion!

Theresa thought happily, suppressing the corners of her mouth and pretending to be casual, "Speaking of which, it won't be long before we reach the capital."

"I was originally called here to confront the Seven Heavenly Dragons. I didn't expect the Lionheart Knights to be so capable, which made me useless."

Mentioning this, Theresa couldn't help but add a few words, "I heard it was your guards who personally killed the Black Dragon Nidhogg. Legend has it that he once bared his fangs at the Demigod Dragon King, the dragon closest to the Dragon King's bloodline. In the past, this would have been a feat worthy of being called a Hero."

The blood of the false king was indeed powerful, but being able to completely defeat a powerful Sequence 4 enemy at this age was something that even Theresa found difficult not to admire and was once again satisfied with.

A dragon-slaying knight is a good match for our Lady Saint.

Upon hearing the news about Roy, Alice nodded slightly, her eyes lit up for a moment, but quickly dimmed.

"It must be very hard for him, right?"

"Ugh?"

"Alice knew that slaying a dragon was a great feat. But Roy always wound up with injuries all over his body. After the battle, when he needed care the most, Alice wasn't by his side..."

Alice bit her lip slightly, revealing a sense of depression and becoming listless.

"It must be lonely recuperating in your room alone, right?"

"You kid..."

Rather than admiring his great achievements, I feel sorry for the suffering he endured.

Once again touched by the girl's cherishment of Roy, Theresa was no longer just moved, but was driven crazy.

Get together quickly, now, immediately, right away!

"In that case, why don't you lead the team to the royal capital first?"

"Eh? This..."

"There are no strong enemies on the road anymore, and the rescue work has come to an end. In that case, why not go to the capital as soon as possible and help the people there!"

"Yes, is that so?"

"That's it!"

Theresa, who had been in a high position for a long time, coaxed the new saint into a state of confusion with just a few words.

After gathering a team of light cavalry, the impatient [Holy Sister] forced Alice onto the carriage and waved goodbye.

"Leave this to me. The capital city needs you more, so go there with peace of mind!"

It’s too lonely to recuperate alone, my master needs me right now!

Having led the army all the way here, the duties of a saint have been fulfilled, and now it is time to fulfill the duties of a maid!

Facing the rising dawn, Alice was eager to go home and no longer hesitated.

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The warm breeze in the early morning brushes against my eyelashes, awakening my tired yet satisfied soul.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the red-haired girl sleeping soundly with her head resting on his chest.

Her hair was disheveled, her eyebrows were slightly trembling. This was not the first time I had seen the girl's delicate and lovely sleeping face, as if it were a painting.

But what was different from before was that her shoulders were exposed, and the skin under the quilt was naked and pressed against her, telling of a beauty that was softer than silk.

Roy couldn't help but want to touch the girl's sleeping face, but as soon as he moved, she sleepily opened her beautiful eyes, letting her ruby-like eyes bloom again.

"Sorry for waking you up."

Without saying a word, Charlotte shook her head weakly and leaned over affectionately, like a lazy cat.

"You worked hard last night. Just have a good rest today."

The passion of last night was still vivid in his mind. Thinking back on it now, Roy felt a pang of pain in his waist and abdomen.

Last night was really too much.

Under Charlotte's passionate offensive, the boiling and restless dragon blood could not be controlled at all. Both sides had no intention of defending, but just tried to occupy each other with all their strength.

It was not childish flirting, but intercourse that was almost like that of bestiality.

Even the initial pain only gave Charlotte a moment's respite before it came back with a vengeance.

Each other's clothes were shredded, the vase on the bedside was smashed to pieces, the paintings on the wall were toppling, the chandelier had fallen to the ground, peeling and covered with cracks, and even the wide bed had a broken leg, telling of their indulgence last night.

Roy had to admit that his previous worries were unnecessary.

With this girl's ability, not only will he be hurt, but she can even bite him back!

Being able to make the man bleed is an unparalleled ability!