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The night was calm and charming, and the streets were crowded with pedestrians at night because it was early spring.

Moulin Rouge was a famous gold selling place in the city. Countless rich people spent money here, and it was said that the turnover for one night was equivalent to the income of a mission given by a middle ranked mercenary group.

The Moulin Rouge's main hall was filled with singing and dancing. Apart from the dancing, there was nothing else but a stage show. Loud laughter could be heard from time to time from the main hall.

At this time, the performance ended. A handful of gold coins spilled down from above the stage, and the clowns could not help but take off their hats to express their gratitude.

Ron was sitting alone in a corner of the hall. The candles on the table were burning, and the candlelight had turned his face red. There was a glass of red wine in front of him.

There was only merriment and laughter in the Moulin Rouge, and coming here seemed to put aside all vexation.

Ron finally understood why the mercenary who had received a large amount of gold after completing the quest was so extravagant. If this was a quest from hell, then this was heaven.

The ring moved, and a shadow flew out. Without a doubt, it was Komelin. "Yo, Ron, you actually drank wine. How old are you?"

"Grandpa Homerin!" Ron looked at the surprised expression on Homer's face.

"Long time no see, Ron!" Hou Meilin smiled, "How's your training these days? Why do I feel like your strength hasn't improved at all?"

"This —" Ron was most afraid that this question would come from Komelin. Indeed, it had been a long time since his strength had improved, and even if he had trained hard during this period of time, the results were minimal.

Many people would be stuck at a certain level for their entire lives, unable to break through even after a lifetime. Even if they were geniuses, they would still feel helpless.

Speaking of which, he laughed. "Silly boy, what did I think you were worried about? The rise in strength and breakthrough were things that could only be done naturally. You had an impatient heart, so how could you improve? Child, you are only sixteen years old, why are you in such a hurry? "

Ron thought about it as well. Because he had too many distracting thoughts during this period of time, he was unable to calm down. Although he had trained for a long time, the results were not that good.

In fact, wouldn't Homelin have wanted Ron to improve a bit faster? As long as he had the strength, some of the problems would be solved, but unfortunately, all he could teach Ron now was patience.

Rönn nodded, "Grandpa Hou Meilin, I understand, I have to keep my heart at ease!"

Hou Meilin smiled, "That's right!"

As he spoke, he gave Ron a few more pointers on how to cultivate his soul power, which benefited him a lot. After chatting for a long time, he finally returned to his soul ring.

In general, he was satisfied with Ron's training progress. He deliberately reduced the number of times he appeared, turning from the guardian into the guide, hoping that Ron would step out of his path.

Experts only needed to be guided and never needed to be protected.

After chatting for a while with his mentor and relative, Grandpa Homerin, Ron was in a great mood. Although he did not feel a bright future ahead of him, there was a glimmer of hope. He called the waiter and was about to leave.

The music in the hall was deafening, and as Ron passed the stage, he was surprised to see a familiar back, and it was this beautiful back that attracted him.

"Cardina?" Ron's eyes widened, and he thought he was wrong.

Her long blue hair was let loose at random, reaching her waist, revealing long deer-skin boots beneath her azure magic robe. In front of her, there was a wine cup.

Cardina's eyes were calm and clear, and she did not seem to be drinking much. She just sat there like this with one hand on her cheek, quietly staring at nothing.

Beautiful things can be the focus of attention wherever they go, not to mention Cardina's breathtakingly beautiful profile.

Not long after, a handsome man walked over with a smile, holding a wine cup in his hand. He said, "Beautiful young miss, can I buy you a drink?"

"Go away!" Cardina was so upset that she didn't even look at him.

The man didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. "Beautiful young miss, there's no need to be so distant from others, I just want to be friends. I have no other intentions …"

Cardina didn't say anything. She raised her eyelids and glanced at the bartender in front of her. The bartender understood her meaning and immediately stepped forward, politely saying, "Esteemed customer, this young lady does not like to be disturbed. Please leave!"

The man was slightly angry and waved his hand in disgust. "Scram, what are you?"

When the man became angry, a powerful aura was released. Cardina glanced at him before lowering her eyelids. It turned out that he was just a Junior Mage.

The young bartender's strength wasn't great, but he mustered up his courage and said confidently, "Sir, our Moulin Rouge has the duty to protect every guest from being disturbed. If you insist on making trouble without reason, I'll have to call the guards!"

The man was in the wrong. Knowing that the Moulin Rouge was formidable, he glared at the bartender and left with a curse.

At this point, the bartender smiled. "My lady, I've handled this alright!"

Cardina nodded, grabbed a handful of gold coins from her space bag, and threw them out.

The bartender's eyes bulged out of their sockets, and he saluted politely. "Thank you, Miss!" As he spoke, he picked up the gold coins one by one and put them into his pocket.

That night, the bartender had already sent out countless guests to harass her. Every time, Cardina would reward him a little, and now that his pockets were filled with gold coins, he was hoping that this beautiful woman wouldn't leave so soon, so that he could get some extra tips.

The current Cardina did not care about this small amount of money at all. After receiving the three million that Ron had sent her, she had nowhere to spend it.

Ron saw all this, thought for a moment, then decided to walk over.

"I told you to get out of the way, didn't you?"

The voice, however, did not seem to hear, but came closer and closer, until at last Cardina burst out, and angrily turned her head to see a familiar face.

"Ron?"

Ron nodded, "That's me!"

Cardina's anger quickly subsided. She smiled and said, "Oh, so it's you. Sit down!"

They were already familiar with each other, Ron sitting on the edge of Cardina.

"What do you want to drink? I'll treat you tonight! " As soon as she said it, she knew it wasn't right. It seemed that Ron was not in need of money right now, so she smiled embarrassedly.

Ron, however, laughed and said, "Sure, why not? Come to think of it, Cardina, it's the first time you've had a treat since we've known each other for so long!"

"This bartender's wine is not bad, you can try it …"

"Alright!" Ron nodded and said to the bartender, "It's exactly the same. Have a drink."

The bartender wanted to earn more money, but seeing that the two knew each other, he swallowed his words and lowered his head to make more wine. Not long after, a multi-colored cup of wine was served.

"Alone?" Cardina smiled.

"Aren't you the same? "By the way, where's Shaya?" Ron asked.

"I asked her out, but she said she was too busy to stay with me!" Cardina's voice was full of frustration.

After taking a sip, Ron felt that the wine was quite tasty. He put down the wine cup and asked, "I can tell that you're in a bad mood!"

As they chatted, a man came out of nowhere, came up to Cardina, and, to Ron's surprise, asked in a low voice, "Cardina, who is he?"

Ron looked up. It was an unknown man, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, very handsome. He wore the uniform of a warrior, neither a knight nor a swordsman.

He was looking at Ron warily, but the jealousy in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Ron frowned and did not answer. He knew that Cardina must have known this man, and he had no intention of interfering in the matter between them.

Cardina put down her glass and said calmly, "Reynolds, it seems like you have nothing to do with me."

"It doesn't matter? How could it be okay? " The man from Renault raised his voice and said, "You are my fiancee? It doesn't matter what you say? "

"Fiancée?" Rönn's eyes widened. It was only now that he realized that Cardina had already been engaged to someone. This man was her fiancé.

Raynor was already in the Moulin Rouge. He had been secretly watching Cardina and was pleased to see that every man who came to talk to her had been driven away, but this time it was different. Not only had he sat down next to her, but he had a wonderful conversation with her.

"Cardina, tell me, who is he?" Raynor pointed at Ron and exploded.

"Alright, I'll tell you!" Cardina's expression remained calm. "He's my classmate. He's from Baroque Academy. Are you satisfied?"

"Student? I don't believe it! " Renault lifted a jealous face and stared intently at Ron. And make him sit next to you? "I don't believe it …"

"Do you believe me or not!" Cardina turned away from him.

Reynolds took a deep breath and said, "Cardina, I just want to remind you that you're engaged to someone, it's not appropriate to be too intimate with another man!"

Cardina coldly snorted, rolling her eyes at him. "Marriage? "I didn't decide to marry you …"

"Cardina, don't forget, our two families have already agreed on this …"

She stood up like an angry lion, glared at Raynor, and cried out, "It's great to have an engagement. At worst, if I die, I'll just marry you. If you are capable, you can just marry me. Reynolds, aside from using the marriage contract to force me, what else can you do? "

At this time, Renault panicked a little. He hastily waved his hand and said, "Your Highness, Princess Cardina, you …. Don't be angry, I don't mean to force you. It's because I care about you that I don't want you to be deceived by other men. You know, I've always liked you! "

"Like me? "Alright..." She caught hold of Ron and took his arm in surprise. "Didn't you want to know who he was?" I'll tell you for sure, his name is Ron and he's my boyfriend.

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