Chapter 164

"No, I think it tastes better after being roasted. You can add some chili powder..."

The different answers made the two giants' heads butt up against each other, glaring at each other, thinking that the other was a heretic.

The reaction of his subordinates made Romon's forehead full of black lines. He was a little sad. Why were his subordinates such idiots?

He suddenly thought, could this be what humans call birds of a feather flock together? Because he, the leader, is an idiot, so are his subordinates idiots?

Ah, no, this is absolutely impossible, after all, he is so smart.

"Shut up, you two idiots who only know how to eat, use your brains..." A hoarse voice came from the ground.

Almost all the monsters' eyes were focused on the little guy, and the Tauren Chieftain and the Troll Chieftain glared at him.

That was the Goblin Chieftain.

Romon's eyes suddenly lit up. Goblins are a very weak race. They are weak and short. A troll can easily crush hundreds of goblins, but this is one of the few smarter ones under his command.

Perhaps this short goblin can be of good use at this time.

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince, you don't plan to kill this human immediately, but want to torture him first, right?" The goblin chief made a sinister sound, and looked at the figure pinched in the air by Romon's two fingers with a cold look.

Ronald was horrified by that look, and his body twitched subconsciously.

"Of course."

"That's easy... Hehehe..." The Goblin Chieftain laughed sinisterly and made an unpleasant sound: "The males of our Goblin clan are very interested in human females..."

"Of course, some brothers have special preferences."

"What's more, this is a member of the Brave Team with such a respected status. I think there must be many good brothers who are very curious about this gentleman."

"Not only goblins, I remember that there seem to be many monsters among pig-headed people, minotaurs and lizardmen who have this interest?"

The Goblin Chieftain's almost ferocious voice drilled into Ronald's ears, making Ronald tremble all over.

He seemed to have known what would happen next, and his body trembled violently as if he was electrocuted... No, no, no...

He would rather die than endure such treatment.

Thinking of those ugly, dirty goblins, pig-headed people, minotaurs...

For Ronald, who has always adhered to the dignity of a nobleman and always maintained the etiquette of a nobleman, this is simply the most desperate scene in the world.

Seeing Ronald's reaction was so big, Romon felt that this choice should be quite correct. He grinned and laughed.

"Very good, Goblin, go contact your tribesmen and see how many people are interested in His Excellency..."

"I estimate that there are at least a few thousand people..." The Goblin Chief continued to maintain a smile full of villain temperament: "Ah, by the way, my respected Seventh Prince, we can even hold an exhibition..."

"Exhibition?"

"Yes, this is a unique event for humans, that is, some precious items are publicly exhibited, and tickets are charged for just watching. If you want to experience it, you have to pay more..."

"I think, outside of His Highness the Seventh Prince's territory, there must be many monsters who want to see the members of the Brave Team in person, which will bring a lot of income to His Highness the Prince's territory..."

"Oh, Goblin, you are really a little clever..." Romon praised the Goblin's intelligence without hesitation.

Look, this is a really smart guy.

This is the way of the devil.

He, Romon, needs such a magic talent.

Ronald looked ashen, and his body trembled in the air.

...

On the other side.

The members of the brave team also went to the front line against the wind and sand.

O'Neill was still full of hostility towards Qin Chu, and Inas still had a bad face. Everything was no different from before.

However, Qin Chu and Shaye could keenly perceive that O'Neill's mood swings had become greater.

These days, O'Neill was often angry, scolding and even beating his subordinates from time to time.

But the members of the Earth Mother Goddess Church did not care about this situation. They just thought that this might be the first time that the pampered Holy Son left the imperial city. He was really not used to this bad environment, which led to a bit of emotional fluctuations.

It's understandable... Besides, even if you don't understand, what can you do?

When the Holy Son whips you with a whip, do you dare to fight back? Don't want to die?

It's another night, and they will reach the front line at noon tomorrow.

O'Neill appeared near the tent of the brave team, and his eyes were fixed on the figure surrounded in the middle...

That ordinary man.

Beside him were the saints of the Holy Church, the saint candidates, the great sages of the Sage Mountain, the princesses of the royal family, the elves, the Valkyries...

All kinds of beautiful girls surrounded him, all kinds of beautiful girls.

Every time he saw this scene, O'Neill could not help but feel the rage boiling in his heart?

Why, why? Why?

Obviously, he was better than that ordinary guy, more elegant, more handsome, more aristocratic, and had more noble blood flowing in his body. Why did all those beautiful women gather around that ordinary man?

He refused to accept it. He couldn't accept it.

He saw a girl leaving the crowd, as if she was going back to her tent... He took a deep breath and walked over quickly.

"Ah, beautiful princess, your eyes are as bright as the stars at night..." O'Neill's face was full of gentlemanly smiles: "I held a small dance in my camp. May I have the honor to invite you to join me?"

With a handsome face and a gentle smile, she would definitely be an idol that could make girls scream on Earth.

This is Princess Antasia.

Although she is a princess, she is only a princess from a remote small country and a barbarian land. It is a great honor for her to be invited by a noble son like her.

O'Neill felt that Antasia would never refuse.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab Antasia's little hand and give her a kiss.

This is a very common etiquette among the nobles and the upper class.

However, just when his claws were about to touch Antasia's little hand, Antasia's body retreated slowly, leaving O'Neill's hand in the air, neither putting it down nor taking it back, which seemed particularly awkward.

Antasia's performance was polite, with a soft and beautiful smile on her face. She lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands and bowed: "It turns out to be the Holy Son..."

"Thank you for your invitation. It's Antasia's honor, but... I have to accompany Qin Chu tonight and may not have time. I'm sorry for not being able to attend the Holy Son's ball."

After apologizing elegantly, Antasia left without giving O'Neill any face.

Under the moonlight, only the Holy Son was left standing there, bathing in the hazy moonlight, with a pale face that was a little creepy.

His body trembled slightly in the night wind, and there was a ferocious light in his eyes. Damn, a princess of a small barbarian country dared to ignore him? Who is he?

He personally invited her, and she dared to refuse?

Looking at the perfect and graceful back that was walking away with its back to him, he suddenly felt a strong urge in his chest to destroy and crush that beauty...

He wanted to see the hot blood gushing out of Antasia's slender neck like a white swan, staining her ice-blue dress red.

A strong killing intent rolled in his chest. His eyes had turned dark red without him knowing when, and a fork-shaped mark was faintly visible in the depths of his pupils.

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Chapter 202 The Saint's Empty Eyes (2)

The ferocious beast-like gaze lasted for a long time, and finally gradually dissipated.

O'Neill controlled the killing intent in his heart.

Although he was domineering, he at least knew that Antasia could not be touched casually. Her status was there. The princess of the Ice Principality was not as noble as himself, but she could not be killed easily.

O'Neill lowered his eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm the impulse in his heart.

At this moment, several more women left. The party at Qin Chu's place seemed to have ended, and these girls were returning to their residences.

O'Neill could not accept that his charm was not as good as Qin Chu, so he had to find the next target. Someone must accept his invitation to attend the small banquet he held.

Antasia was just a little princess in a wild land. It was normal for her not to know etiquette. He did not believe that other elegant girls were as rude as Antasia.

The first person he found was Natia.

Although Natia was not a noble, she was a member of the Sage Mountain. She was young and powerful with amazing talent. She would also be the heir of the Sage Mountain in the future. If Natia could be taken into his arms, it would also be good for the Earth Mother Goddess Church and expand his influence.

He readjusted the expression on his face and walked towards Natia.

However, when he came to Natia, he was faced with an extremely cold and indifferent face. There was no warmth on that face at all, and the indifference frightened O'Neill.

Even without waiting for Natia to speak, just the cold eyes made O'Neill unable to say a word and took the initiative to retreat.

O'Neill, who was unwilling to give up, found his next target, the princess of the empire, Carol.

But this princess was even more disrespectful than Antasia. There was undisguised contempt in her beautiful eyes. After O'Neill made an invitation, she just spit out one word coldly:

Get lost!

Two consecutive setbacks made O'Neill furious. It was the first time in his life that he was humiliated like this.

Obviously, every nun in the Mother Earth Church was respectful and flattering to him, and even the saint Inas obeyed her orders.

Why did these women disdain him?

Couldn't they feel his charm?

Unwilling to give up, O'Neill turned his attention to other women. He set his sights on the soft-looking Norma, even though she was just the daughter of a humble noble family. Normally, he would not even look at such a person.

In the end, although Norma was polite, she also firmly rejected him.

He went to Ellie, with a dagger across his neck, as if he would bleed immediately if he dared to say one more word.

He went to Sylph, and Sylph kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying.

He was rejected, humiliated, and even beaten one after another...

O'Neill was so depressed that he was going crazy. He didn't understand what was wrong. Why didn't these women feel his charm like those nuns?

His mother had clearly said that he was the most charming man in the world.

Could it be that they only had good looks but didn't have the same exquisite soul and vision?

Angry, O'Neill had a gloomy face, and while cursing these women without vision, he returned to the camp of the Earth Mother Goddess like a clown.

As soon as he arrived in front of his tent, he saw Inas walking around.

Her face looked a little gloomy.

Seeing this woman, O'Neill felt inexplicably irritated.

Whatever she said was what she meant. This woman was really boring.

On the contrary, those women who rejected her made O'Neill more concerned.

But O'Neill still tried to control his emotions. He could not lose his dignity at any time.

"Inas, you are looking for me?" O'Neill asked in a calm tone, but he could still feel a little impatient in his tone.

"Lord O'Neill." Inas saluted respectfully.

Her face was a little hesitant. She looked around and found that there was no one else nearby. She finally spoke: "Recently, several nuns serving the Son of God have suddenly disappeared..."

O'Neill frowned slightly: "Inas, I told you, those nuns returned to the imperial city on their own because they could not bear the hard life in the wild. You don't have to care."

"But this place is far away from the imperial city, they left alone..." Inas seemed to want to explain something.

But before he finished speaking, he seemed to have caused the dissatisfaction of O'Neill. He saw that the Holy Son had a fierce look in his eyes, took a step forward, swung out a hand, and slapped Inas in the face.

Then, his palm fell down and directly caught Inas' throat.

Inas's muscular body was almost lifted up from the ground by O'Neill, and he struggled with his toes touching the ground.

There were several bright red finger marks on his face, and his eyes were full of horror. It seemed that he could not expect that the Holy Son, who had always been a gentle gentleman, would suddenly attack and hurt people.

O'Neill was obviously not like this before leaving the imperial city. No one knew what happened in these few days that would cause O'Neill's temperament to change drastically.

Seeing that Inas's face was flushed and he was about to suffocate, O'Neill put Inas down and said, "Inas, pay attention to your identity and don't get involved in things that you shouldn't get involved in. Do you understand?"

After saying this, O'Neill waved and called a nun over, then turned and went into the tent.

Inas's eyes were a little dark.

She knew that something terrible had happened.