My name is Ren

Chapter 220 Chapter [-] I suddenly found that it is also a very happy thing not to have to name the chapter, at least I don’t need a headache

"Why didn't you kill him!", the Ring Spirit roared madly, he wondered if he had chosen the wrong candidate, because the Rakshasa ghost, Benikke, didn't kill him, which drove the Ring Spirit almost crazy.There have been four waves of ambushes along the way, but he was always merciful, knocking these assassins out, or tied them somewhere, never ruthless.At this time, the mental fluctuations from the ring spirit fluctuated violently. It is completely conceivable how manic and angry he was at this time, "If you keep doing this, there will always be one time you will miss and be killed! Those superiors will always Unlike the acceptable beauty they have shown, every high-ranking person climbed to the top by stepping on the bones of countless people, don't you understand, kid?"

The successive ambushes made Benick look very embarrassed, and the package was lost. Fortunately, he found a lot of money from those people, and it didn't matter if the package was lost.In just a few dozen days, his fighting spirit had climbed to the third level, and the Qi training technique taught to him by the ring spirits had also achieved some success.The two erupted with the power of one plus one greater than two, which also allowed him to overcome difficulties continuously.Although he was embarrassed, there was no trace of frustration on his face, and his face was resolute and full of self-confidence.

Yes, his fighting spirit has improved by leaps and bounds in more than ten days, and this change has made him full of unparalleled confidence in his future.He believed that as long as he could persevere, he would be able to become a real titled sword master in a short time, and maybe he might break through the sword master and become a great sword master, or even aspire to the title of sword master.There is a faint flame burning stubbornly in his heart. To him, the sword master is no longer a dream, but something that is very likely to be touched.

He also pushed his dream to the next level, that is the top level of the profession of sword master - cutter.

"Don't worry, I won't be caught, and I didn't kill anyone. Even if I was caught, I believe that with the heart of the city lord, I won't be harmed." The more confident a person is, The more independent he is, although it hasn't been long, he has faintly sensed the ring's fear of Ren.When a person is afraid of another person, he either scolds the other person for showing his fearless courage, or flees without a fight.

The Ring Spirits were afraid, which made Benic doubt everything the Ring Spirits said.A ghost that has lived for thousands of years is actually afraid of a living person?Don't be kidding, doesn't each of these ghosts in knight novels have extremely powerful abilities, how could they be afraid of a human being?Moreover, the practice of the ring spirits constantly asking him to kill, also made Benik become distrustful and suspicious of the ring spirits.Is this what the "right way" should do?

Shouldn't the right path be bright, warm, and righteous?Don't they have the heart to help the world like the priest?Why is this ring spirit so murderous?
Benikke doesn't know much about the complicated human nature in the world, and he hasn't studied for a long time, let alone deep knowledge.He is just an ordinary little boy, a little boy who has suffered humiliation and misfortune, has an ordinary heart, but is ordinary but has the normal three views that most people have.

So he won't kill with his own hands. Killing is not good. If he wants to kill, he can only do it when the other party wants to kill him.Judging from the ambushes again and again, the opponent's goal was to catch him, not kill him, which made him feel a little annoyed about his initial impulse.Why not try to trust the city lord?If it's the city lord, it shouldn't be a problem, right?
Now Benicke does not regard this escape as a game between life and death, but a kind of exercise.He didn't do anything wrong, and he shouldn't suffer anything.

People began to appear frequently on the official road, and a caravan was slowly moving forward, all of which indicated that there should be a city not far away.Benik has never left Ortrenburg since he was born. For him, his world is only as big as Ortrenburg.Before he entered the college to study, his biggest hobby was to sit in a tavern after work and listen to the nonsense of the guests who came and went.From their mouths, the outside world unfolds before Benicke's eyes little by little, coupled with a little bit of his own fantasy, which makes Benicke full of longing for the outside world.

"Hi sir, what city is ahead?" Benic patted the dust off his body, with a looted longsword slung around his waist, the scabbard point of which was about to be dragged to the ground.

The middle-aged man in front of him was dressed in fairly well-crafted clothes, his eyes were calm and calm, the only strange thing was his face, it was so greasy, as if his head had just been pulled out of an oil tank.

"Milin City." His voice startled Benik, as if two pieces of metal collided and rubbed against each other, the voice was hard and rough, not like a human voice at all.After the man finished speaking, he glanced at Benic, continued to walk along the official road, and distanced himself from Benic.

wack!

Benicke faintly looked forward to it. Milin City, the capital of Baer Province, is said to be the place where the city lord killed more than 5 rebels with a force of less than [-]!It has completely established the status of the city lord in the province of Bell, and made many of Bernick's friends and relatives coveted millionaires. War dividends are indeed something that makes people jealous. As long as you can spare it, as long as If you can not die, you will be able to allocate a lot of money, money that a person can't earn in a few lifetimes of normal work.

Taking a deep breath, Benik set foot on the road to Milin City.

"What do you mean, that boy Benikke is getting more and more courageous as he fights, and his fighting spirit grows extremely fast?" Jasmine wiped the rapier at her waist. She was assigned to carry out the last arresting mission, and it was absolutely necessary to catch Bernick. Capture Ortrenburg.In fact, Blair is better at this kind of combat mission, but Ren is afraid that this guy will be able to fight smoothly, or that Benic's resistance is too fierce, so that Blair can't stop.After all, the combat power of the fire element is often extremely destructive. Jasmine is obviously more suitable for capturing tasks such as control and confinement.

Jasmine, who is titled Frost Sword, has an ice-type battle aura, which can often cause the opponent to lose control of her body without knowing it. Every time she fights, her battle aura can invade the opponent's body.In evenly matched duels, Jasmine was almost invincible, and only a class with an absolute resistance like the fire attribute could get rid of the interference of her frosty aura.

"It seems that the city lord values ​​this kid very much. This is the first time that the city lord asks me to do something." Sitting in the tavern near the window, through the transparent window, you can see the pedestrians on the street at a glance.Sitting opposite Jasmine was a young man in his twenties. This young man looked at Jasmine with hidden admiration and a trace of fanaticism.

He lowered his head, not daring to let Jasmine notice his gaze, but how could he know that, as an outstanding titled sword master, his gaze had already been captured by Jasmine.From Jasmine's point of view, this might be the love between ants and elephants. She didn't think it was ridiculous, nor did she take it too seriously, just like she showed indifference now.

The young man smiled drunkenly, "Yes, you will be valued by the city lord after all. After all, you are Shuangjian, the leading female swordsman."

Jasmine raised the rapier sword, but there was not a trace of scratches on the sword body, and the sword body was polished by sheepskin so that a figure could be seen.She watched her own shadow reflected on the blade of the sword, her sexy and full red lips raised slightly, the young man opposite immediately lowered her head, clutching her chest, her beating heart almost jumped out of his mouth.

In fact, Jasmine is not young anymore, her peers have all become mothers, only she is still single.But she doesn't regret it, she is deeply fascinated by power, every time the sword is swung, she uses the most sensitive feeling to feel when the blade cuts the air, the airflow, and everything during the swing. There is an inexplicable pleasure.

With a flicker of light from the corner of her eyes, the long sword was sheathed in an instant. She looked out the window at the confident young man walking out of the city gate with his head upright, looking at the city curiously.This was the goal of her trip. She took out a silver coin and put it between her thumb and forefinger. With a flick of her index finger, the silver coin flew into the round tray of the wine girl.The girl smiled coquettishly and winked. She had worked in this kind of place for five or six years, and she had already ignored the dirty tricks. Sometimes she would accept excessive jokes.

The young man hurriedly stood up and followed Jasmine closely. When he was about to go out, he turned his head and gave the girl a glare.

The girl giggled coquettishly, her undulating figure was choppy, making the young man's face even redder.

"It's such a big city, no wonder those drunkards are yelling that they can't come to Milin City once, and they will never know how simple and poor Ortrenburg is." There was a strange light in his eyes, and his eyes were not enough to see, "It's just Mirinburg. Lincheng is so prosperous, so how prosperous is Alexandria, known as the country of commerce, and the central imperial capital of the Orlando Empire?" At this time, in the heart of the young man, he was a little bit concerned about his fiancée's desire to divorce. Forgiveness, after all, in such a prosperous world, the temptation is really hard to resist.

"Bernick!"

A soft cry came from beside his ear, and Benicke's smile suddenly collapsed. He scratched his head, looking at the woman standing in the street with a long sword straddled, the amazement in his eyes flashed away. "Here again? Is it you this time? Ms. Jasmine?!"

To the people of Ortrenburg, Jasmine is not a stranger, but quite familiar.People are very fond of Ren, the unassuming city lord, and they also talk about his "family affairs".Among them, Jasmine, the martial arts teacher of Celeste, the little princess of Ortrenburg, is also one of the subjects of frequent discussions.

(End of this chapter)