The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

"Sir, please tell me the cause of your illness so I can treat you."

Seeing the young nobleman in front of her staring at her without saying a word, she smiled and added a comment.

For some reason, she felt that the man's eyes were full of aggression, like a demon that might pounce on her at any moment and drag her, pure and innocent, into the abyss, and ravage her.

This made her breathing a little heavier...

Ron pointed to his head, a look of pain on his face:

“Your Holiness, my mind is constantly filled with thoughts of procreation and having pleasurable things with women. This is causing me great distress, you know? I don’t want to do this, but I can’t control myself. I’m always thinking about crazy, lewd things.”

Chapter 78 Ron's incredible actions! The Saintess's various fantasies!

Winterhold, Earl's Mansion, backyard.

Everyone present was stunned when Ron said this.

The people were surprised that this noble gentleman would reveal such an embarrassing illness in front of everyone.

And this doesn't seem like an illness, it's more like a severe addiction...

The nobles looked at each other in surprise. At first, they were astonished, but then they figured that Ron probably wanted to flirt with this holy and chaste nun.

But this is too audacious and shameless to say such vulgar things to the holy and beautiful Saintess Xilin.

It's a disgrace to the nobility...

The nuns were stunned when they heard this. They had seen countless diseases, but this was the first time they had ever heard of such a shameful illness.

"I'm sorry, sir, your condition seems to be psychological, and I'm afraid I can't help you with that."

Upon hearing the man's words, Xi Lin, whose body was hidden under her skirt, trembled violently. She never imagined that there were people in this world with the same addiction as her.

But as a chaste saint, she could never openly reveal such a thing.

Moreover, she couldn't even control her own illness, which was getting worse and worse, so how could she possibly cure others?

"But this is really uncomfortable, like having a demon hiding in your head."

Ron lowered his head in shame, gritting his teeth as if he were enduring something.

"Do you know, Your Holiness, there seems to be a voice in my head telling me to pounce on you and then defile you."

At this point, he lowered his head, his face full of regret, and said:

“I must be sick, after all, you are so holy and beautiful, how could I have such evil thoughts?”

When it comes to acting skills, Ron has never been inferior to anyone; his performance in this scene was incredibly realistic.

He is now a complete lecher, tormented by lust and desperately seeking liberation.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like thunder, violently penetrating everyone's ears.

My ear got irritated by strong alkali!

The crowd stared wide-eyed, their faces grim, as if they had seen a ghost.

They never imagined that someone would harbor evil thoughts towards such a holy and beautiful saint.

This nobleman must be ill...

Several people who had been healed by the saintess Xilin were even more furious upon hearing this.

But what can the weak, oppressed by power, do besides clench their fists in secret?

There's nothing we can do...

Although some nobles felt dissatisfied, they did not show it.

Everyone was a smart man, and they wouldn't easily offend other nobles unless their own interests were threatened, so they all chose to watch the show from the sidelines.

Stunned by Ron's words, Saintess Xilin's delicate body trembled, her legs involuntarily bringing them together slightly, her knees touching and gently rubbing against each other.

She couldn't believe that she, as a chaste saint with the innate ability to purify evil desires, was being fantasized about in this way by a man.

The reason why no one can feel lust upon seeing a chaste saint is that their lust is temporarily suppressed and purified.

The young man's eyes were staring at his body so openly and brazenly...

His gaze was so intense it seemed to burn her; he was a complete lecherous demon, wanting to devour her, the chaste saint, bit by bit, and then defile her madly.

This kind of thing...

How could that be?

Thinking of this, Saintess Xilin bit her lower lip, her face flushed with a faint blush, and her expression was charming.

However, this expression only lasted for a moment, and was only seen by Ron, who was standing in front of him.

Anyone else who saw this would absolutely go crazy.

"Sir, I think you are indeed ill."

Saintess Xilin pinched her fair thigh to calm her intense emotions and maintain her usual dignified and holy demeanor.

"I have a bottle of holy water here. Drinking it may suppress your inner desires."

She took out a bottle with pale gold patterns inlaid on its body from her waist and handed it over;

"However, holy water can only suppress it. If you want to completely eradicate it, you will probably have to go through the baptism of the holy pool."

When she took out the bottle of holy water, her hands trembled slightly, and her expression was somewhat unnatural.

"That's wonderful, Your Holiness. Thank you for your holy water. Now my mind will no longer be filled with those lewd thoughts."

Ron, like a devout believer, bent down, stretched out his hands, and prepared to receive the holy water.

"You're welcome. The goddess will treat everyone equally."

When Xilin handed over the holy water, she felt that the distance of less than twenty centimeters was extremely long.

As she slowly reached out, the sensation made her heart race.

So intense...

Why does simply handing over holy water evoke such a strong feeling...?

As she placed the holy water in the man's hand, she inexplicably slid her finger lightly across his palm.

Those hands are so strong and muscular; they look like they have a lot of strength...

I can't imagine what it would feel like if the man in front of me lost control and pinned me to the ground...

Thinking of this, the saintess Xilin kept rubbing her knees, which were hidden under her white robe.

It seemed that the intensity was about to become uncontrollable...

"Praise the goddess..."

Ron offered a devout praise to the sky, then looked at the saintess before him:

"Saintess Xilin, you just said that you are confident you can cure the disease at the Sacred Pool. Are there any preconditions?"

In reality, he was just saying it; if the Holy Pool really cured lust, what fun would there be in living?

What will Fiona and the little dragons do?

What about those delicate women?

A proper gentleman would never allow such a thing to happen.

"One needs to become a devout follower of the Church of the Goddess of Night."

Xi Lin explained patiently;

"However, only women can be baptized in the holy pool. Of course, if your condition is difficult to control, I can try to apply to the bishop to see if a special exception can be made."

"Then I'll trouble you, Holy Maiden."

Ron extended his hand:

"Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Leonard Ron, and as you can see, I am a pioneer lord."

He didn't want to see this wretched holy pool at all, as long as only women could receive baptism.

If I have the chance in the future, I can have a friendly chat with this saintly woman who, beneath her holy exterior, always longs to be thoroughly rubbed.

Satisfy her lewd fantasies.

“Hello Mr. Ron, if your condition is still not under control, you can come to the Wahlran Bishopric to see me. If I am there, I will cure your condition.”

Xi Lin reached out her fair hand and gently grasped it. The moment she touched the other person's large, thick hand, she felt her hand being tightly enveloped.

This man's hands are so thick and strong.

And... Mr. Leonard Ron was actually kneading his own hands, and the feeling was...

If it were just him and me there, he would definitely forcefully pin me to the ground and defile me violently...

That feeling must be more intense than a torrential downpour; you'll be relentlessly tormented until the other person finishes venting their frustrations...

Thinking of this, the saintess Xilin, her delicate body hidden within, trembled incessantly, her form swaying slightly unnaturally...

I really want to be brutally touched by these hands...