Chapter 4 The Governor Has a Rich Nightlife

"Sir?"

Bayev looked at Ron with some doubt.

After awakening his psychic power, Ron's attention became much sharper.

He immediately noticed the other party's abnormality. The steward might have noticed something.

"I'm fine" Ron directly told the truth: "If I hadn't awakened my psychic power, I would have died at the hands of the heretic"

Although the memory he inherited was incomplete, fortunately, he had the memory of the steward and the guards.

Their only mission was to protect Ron, the last bloodline of the Grant family, and they were absolutely loyal.

These people were Ron's last guarantee, and he didn't need to deceive them.

After hearing Ron's answer, Bayev was relieved:

"God bless you, I hope you're okay!"

Then he continued:

"Tonight's attack was premeditated. Someone used the heretic monster to divert the guards, which put you in danger!"

Internal struggle, or assassination by hostile forces?

The existence of the memory fog made Ron clueless about this, which was obviously a very dangerous thing.

He looked at Bayev and asked, "Who do you think it was?"

"I have sent people to investigate, it must be the damned Horman family who did it"

Bayev was a little indignant: "A bunch of treacherous bastards, the Emperor will punish them!"

Ron tried hard to recall, but still couldn't remember the information of the Horman family. Forget it, I will learn about it slowly later.

He nodded in a pretentious manner: "The Emperor will punish them!"

Ron accepted the examination of the pharmacist and got the result that except for being a little weak, he was fine.

After confirming that the Governor was fine, Bayev and others left with peace of mind.

It was impossible to sleep in this room. Ron, led by the maids, entered another equally spacious bedroom.

Ron pushed open the colored window and walked into the balcony, looking at the pale red moon in the space, and sighed deeply.

This is no longer the earth, or even the universe he is familiar with.

The moon of this planet seems to have been bombed by some weapon, missing a small piece, and the fragments formed a narrow meteorite belt around it.

The scene in front of him undoubtedly reminded Ron of the cruelty of the Warhammer world.

Whether it is fighting against aliens, Chaos evil gods or even civil wars, every war will cause countless deaths, and even the collapse and extinction of one planet after another.

Even as the governor of a planet, Ron dare not guarantee that he can rest easy.

But as the planetary governor, the most honorable person on this planet, he is much better than the workers who work day and night in the lower nest or the scavengers who shuttle through garbage and pollutants in the lower nest.

He lives in the spire mansion of the Royal Court District in the upper nest of the hive city, enjoying the top resources and overlooking all living beings.

Ron looked at the large square of the Royal Court District not far away. The square was dimly lit, with some potholes and bumps, and the towering statue of the Emperor seemed to be missing a piece.

The lights in the residential area in the distance were even darker, and only a few lights could be vaguely seen.

Ron was a little surprised. This infrastructure was too poor. He had to find an opportunity to renovate it later.

As the facade of the planet, the Royal Court District cannot be too bad.

Suddenly, a faint flash came from the residential area in the distance. With the keen premonition of the psychic, Ron realized that it was the flash of the bomb.

Someone is fighting!

"Is the security situation in Shangchao so bad?"

Ron was a little confused. As a residential area for nobles and officials, Shangchao shouldn't have such poor security.

Are all law enforcers just for a living?

"The discipline of the law enforcement team needs to be improved!"

Since he inherited everything from Ron Grant, his destiny is closely linked to this planet, and he must maintain and develop it well.

At least the security of the upper nest must be strengthened to maintain order, lest the evil god believers and heretics rush into the Wangting District and kill themselves one day.

Ron always felt that something was wrong here, but he couldn't explain why.

Could it be maladaptive caused by memory loss?

While he was thinking about it, Ron realized that the inexplicable existence in the subspace was calling him even more intensely.

At the same time he felt deeply tired.

It seems that he must rest. In a state of mental exhaustion, he is easily eroded by chaos.

Ron turned back and walked into the bedroom. The head maid Linda had already led the maids to tidy up the bedroom.

These maids in black stockings have been trained and carefully selected by the Grant family since childhood. They are top-notch in both figure and appearance.

They stood in line and bowed to Ron: "Sir, you can rest now."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Ron nodded and waved his hand to let them leave.

Unexpectedly, the maids' eyes lit up when they saw Ron, and they immediately surrounded him, stripped him naked and wiped his body with warm and comfortable hot towels.

Is there still this process?

Ron didn't understand much, and didn't dare to resist, lest anyone notice anything unusual.

The evil ruler of the other world!

The maids looked at Ron with spring water in their eyes, and from time to time they touched him, which was very annoying.

The situation was almost out of control, but fortunately Ron was not an ordinary person.

He had broken into the palace of Slaanesh, so he could still resist such a small scene!

Ron was relieved when the maids changed into pajamas.

For some reason, he felt that the maids were a little too enthusiastic.

The head maid Linda looked at Ron, her heart was beating wildly, and her legs couldn't help but clamped: "Why is the adult different, so charming!"

Ron's charm has indeed increased, which is the sequelae of being targeted by Slaanesh.

After believing in Slaanesh, the personal charm of believers will become higher and higher, especially having extraordinary attraction to the opposite sex.

This is one of the baits given by Slaanesh.

But as the belief deepens, Slaanesh believers will gradually alienate, lose themselves in desires, and corrupt into monsters that are neither human nor ghost.

But Ron resisted corruption and escaped, but his charm continued.

With his current appearance and charm, not many women can resist him, such as Linda.

Ron saw the head maid staring at him, and he was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Under Ron's gaze, Linda squeezed her legs tighter, her eyes were full of tears, and she was about to burst into tears: "My lord, I used to accompany you to rest, you said that this is the only way to sleep well!"

"Is that so?"

"Well, you said that I smell good, and you can only sleep when you hold me"

Ron looked at the head maid, who was pure and lustful and had a big weapon, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

You are sleeping soundly, are you lying to the children?

If you lie down on the bed, who can sleep? Do you still need to sleep?

Seeing that Ron didn't say anything, Linda hugged her chest and hesitated, her face flushed.

She looked at the maids: "If you think there are not enough people, you can also call everyone together..."

The maids not far away blushed and stared at Ron with their big watery eyes.

Hiss~ Is the Governor's nightlife so rich?

Ron Grant is a playful kid, no wonder he was dragged to Slaanesh!

It's a pity that I'm not Ron Grant, I'm a gentleman!

Besides, he just escaped from the Slaanesh Palace, how dare he mess around.

"Go, go, go, get out!" Ron was firm.

"Okay, sir!"

Linda was depressed by the Governor's refusal, and she bowed deeply.

A flash of white light dazzled Ron's eyes, causing him to gasp again.

Linda turned and left, and Ron looked at her soft figure wrapped in a maid's outfit, feeling reluctant to leave.

Alas, Slaanesh was right about me...

At this rate, I'll have to go to that guy's palace...

Late at night, Ron lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Suddenly, his consciousness was violently pulled by something, and when he regained consciousness, he found himself in the subspace again.

He saw the huge cold sun in the endless void again.

Ron felt strange, did His Majesty the Emperor come to him in his dream?