My name is Ren

Chapter 174 Actors at the actor level love to perform on the spot and never follow the script
The heavy city gate was slowly lifted, and when a ray of light penetrated the dark city gate hole, huge cheers sounded immediately.On both sides of the street behind the city gate, Westin people held flowers and waved colorful flags, warmly welcoming the reinforcements from Ortrenburg.The enthusiastic girl has already prepared the flower basket, and can't wait to stand at the front.The feelings of the civilian class are the strongest and the simplest. They don't need to consider so many conflicts of interest, and they don't need to consider their positions.

They just need to understand that their homeland was attacked by the rebels, and they were about to fall, and let the flames of war burn into the city.They are very likely to face a chaotic situation where their wives and daughters are bullied, their wealth is plundered, and their lives are no longer safe.But at the most critical moment, Ortrenburg's black army arrived in time under the leadership of Ren. They fought against the rebels outside the city and finally repelled the rebels.They saved the city, they saved the dignity of the people, they saved everyone's life.

That being the case, why not welcome these warriors?No one came to organize the mobilization. They took to the streets spontaneously, put on nice clothes, cleaned the streets, waved flowers and ribbons, and cheered loudly for these warriors.The girls shyly carried the flower baskets and looked out of the city from time to time. They didn't know whether they were moved to repay their kindness, or because they wanted to find a strong support because of such a disaster.

The moment Ryan rode his war horse into Westin City for the first time, the whole city erupted into joy.Beautiful petals are flying down from the sky, and the flying ribbons are like rainbows.The older girl and the younger daughter-in-law looked at Ren's stern side face and screamed in shock, wishing to jump on Ren's body and slip into his arms, and have a good time.Facing the enthusiastic civilians, the cold smile on Ren's face gradually softened and melted, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved upwards. Compared with those dirty rulers, he preferred simple civilians.

If you treat them well, they will treat you well, they will not care about anything, and they are even willing to give their lives for you.

And those nobles, if you treat them well, they want to take more advantage, and when there is no more advantage, they will kick you away.

Ren raised his hand and waved it from time to time. Wherever he looked, people were shouting, shouting, and singing at the top of their lungs!Following closely behind, Marvin, Sol and a group of captains walked out of the city gate, adding a wave of heat to the already fiery streets.Marvin couldn't close his mouth in joy, showing his old yellow teeth, grinning loudly.Today is the most glorious day in his life. No one has ever supported him, cheered for him, and sang for him like these people.

Sol was very reserved and kept nodding his head in greeting. Sometimes he would cross himself when he saw a believer and respond with a ritual.Compared with Marvin's exposed emotions, Sol was much calmer. The more he was like this, the more the girls cheered for him, and all of them regarded him as Prince Charming.

When the black-armored soldiers also started to enter the city, the cheers turned into applause, and the applause was thunderous!The people here pay 12 respects to the black family soldiers who gave their lives to save strangers like them.They know very well that there is no need for these people to leave their hometowns to fight for a group of strangers. They are not nobles or bureaucrats. They are no different from the Westin people on both sides of the street. .

They didn't have any reason to come, but they came, they saved this place, they saved the people here.

Girls sprinkled flower petals and stood at the edge of the line, offering passionate kisses. Some people stuffed prepared wheat bran cakes and bacon into the hands of Black Army soldiers, and some elderly people leaned on Holding a cane, he stood at the corner of the street and bent down deeply.

There is no show at all, everything comes from the heart!

Standing on the tower of the city lord's mansion and looking out the window at the excited people, the city lord's fat mouth trembled, and his contemptuous eyes showed endless ridicule, some towards Rennes and some towards those civilians.He closed the curtains and glanced back at the small green fluorescent medicine bottle on the bedside table. There was a stream of light flowing under the outer layer of glass, and a bubble popped out from time to time, gurgling from the bottom of the bottle to the top. , bulged out a blister, and exploded in an instant.

This is a bottle of camouflage potion. After drinking it, the person who takes the medicine will be weak for three days, his face will be pale, his eyes will be darkened, his body will be cold and sweaty, and his heartbeat and breathing will become disordered.Of course, this is not some kind of poison, but a kind of potion used to pretend to be sick. It is an accidental result of an experiment by a master pharmacy.What he didn't expect was that this accidental formula would be more profitable than the medicine he originally wanted to develop to treat diseases.

Nobles with channels like to buy some to keep at home, no matter who they are targeting, this potion has miraculous effects.

When he thought that he would have to lie in bed for three days, would not be able to eat delicious roasted suckling lamb for three days, and would not be able to play kissing games with the maids for three days, his puffed stomach trembled.He squeezed the cap of the bottle and opened it forcefully, holding the mouth of the medicine bottle and suddenly raised his head, a strong grassy smell of feces flowed down his throat and went straight into his stomach.The medicine bottle suddenly slipped from his hands, and he felt an unprecedented sense of weakness, he quickly leaned on the edge of the bed and fell down on the bed, "According to... the plan...."

With the help of the rough servant, the housekeeper pushed him to the middle of the bed, covered him with a quilt, and watched the ruddy face of the nobleman quickly lose its color.The chief of staff nodded slightly, tidied his clothes confidently with a puzzled look, and went downstairs.

At this time, the surrounding cheers gradually gathered, and after passing through the long street, Ren's war horse stopped outside the city lord's mansion.The butler of the City Lord's Mansion stood guard at the door anxiously. When he saw Ren's sharp knife-like gaze, he immediately lowered his head, and even his waist was three points bent.

"Your Excellency, Viscount Renn of Ortrenburg, welcome." The butler's posture was very low. It can be said that he did not have such a low posture in front of his real master.It's not that he doesn't want to raise his head and straighten his waist more, but that his heart beats a few beats faster because of the evil spirit on Ren's body, how dare he be troublesome?
Ren, who got off his horse, took off the lambskin gloves and threw them to Blair who was beside him. He took the handkerchief that Blair handed over to dry off the sweat that seemed to be left when he was wearing the gloves, and looked around, "The lord Woolen cloth?"

The butler swallowed dryly, licked his dry lips, and explained with a flattering smile: "Your Excellency the City Lord is sick, so..." Two sharp arrows pierced his heart instantly, and he shivered suddenly, then Turns out it was an illusion.He raised his head slightly, and found that there was an inexplicable and scary light in Ren's eyes, just like the sharp arrows from before. He was sweating coldly, his lips were trembling slightly, and he couldn't speak any more.

"Is... is it really sick?" Ren didn't believe the miraculous story that he didn't come to the city owner and he didn't get sick, and the city owner has been sick since then.

The butler was so stared at by Rennes that he couldn't lift his head. The unburnt corpses piled up on the battlefield outside the city were being pecked by jackals and black owls. In the pitiful screams, he couldn't raise the slightest thought of confrontation at all, he could only lower his head, not daring to say a word, and kept saying yes.

"What about things?"

"This... is in charge of the Chief of Staff, I really don't know."

Ren raised his foot and walked inside, followed by Blair, Marvin and Saul, and ten black-armored soldiers who were still full of murderous aura.The butler wanted to stop him, but seeing the Hei family soldiers standing silently on the street like sculptures, their feet were so soft that they almost fell to the ground, so Ren could only let Ren break in directly.

Going straight through the front hall into the main hall, there were two or three big cats and kittens. A man in his 40s wearing a gray robe with black and shiny hair greeted him. With a happy smile on his face, he just bent down in front of Ren, Before he could say anything, Ren passed him by.He froze for a moment, the script was not arranged like this, he quickly turned around and hurried a few steps to follow Ren, and said in a hurry: "Your Excellency, Viscount Ren, the city lord is sick and bedridden, I will be in charge of all your itinerary during your stay at Westin."

Ren's footsteps stopped, and the chief of staff almost ran into him behind him, and he stopped quickly, feeling a sudden tug in his heart.

"What do I want?"

Still the same sentence, the chief of staff squeezed out a smile, "Forgive me for not being able to make the decision. I can only give you an accurate answer after the condition of the Lord City Lord improves. But the Lord said in a half-awake state, He will definitely agree to your conditions, but he did not say whether these things will be paid from the finances of the city lord's mansion or through other channels, so please wait a few days."

Ren chuckled a few times, shook his head, "Take me to see the city lord."

The Chief of Staff breathed a sigh of relief at this time. Although there may have been some trivial accidents at the beginning, in general, the plot is still advancing according to the script.He immediately ran to Rennes to lead the way, walked through the corridor and climbed the revolving stairs, and finally saw the Lord of Westin City on the highest floor of the tower.

The city owner weighed more than 300 kilograms and collapsed on the bed like a huge pumpkin, his face was pale, his lips were trembling, and there was a layer of greasy sweat on his face.In this hot summer, he was actually wrapped in a quilt like in winter, and the maid at the side kept wiping his sweat on a pile of white meat with wet wipes.

Ren walked to the edge of Roshan, glanced at him carefully, and looked at Sol beside him.Sol struggled so hard that he summoned a healing spell and hit the mountain of meat.The white light disappeared into the mountain of meat, and the city owner just trembled a little, but there was no improvement at all. Ren frowned, could it be that he was really sick?

But he thought again, how could such a coincidence happen?

(End of this chapter)