My name is Ren

Chapter 226
The open-air restaurant was full of mercenaries of all colors, and they crowded every table, exchanging everything that could be exchanged.The purpose of these people coming here is purely to make money.

Never talk about ideals with mercenaries, and discuss such esoteric topics as life.They are like mice chasing peanuts. Even if peanuts fall into the mouse cage, they will get in without hesitation.

The price of one silver coin per head made them very satisfied. It was not as easy as imagined to catch a Heiman, but it was too easy to kill a Heiman.It only takes one sword to pierce Heiman's heart, or cut their neck, and this lovely silver coin will fall into his pocket.

It is said that Heiman has raised nearly 30 troops, and is already close to the edge of the Salmy Mountains, and may appear on the plains of Bell Province anytime and anywhere.That is 30 Heiman, in the eyes of these people, it is not Heiman, not a person, nor a beast, but 30 silver coins shining with golden light, a huge wealth with a total value of more than [-] gold coins!

Not only are these people from other places moved, but the locals are also gearing up and preparing to do something big.Many locals in Ortrenburg only earn four or five silver coins a month, which is enough for them to survive in this city.If you want to live a better and more nourishing life, you must work harder, but now, you only need to poke or swing a sword to earn a silver coin, and those leaders who have just formed an armed force have also become Ready to move.

They had just robbed the noble territory, and they had a kind of paranoid enthusiasm for gold coins, and they were even more keen on the benefits brought by killing.

There was a table in the corner that was obviously different from the mercenaries who were discussing enthusiastically at other tables. They all bowed their heads, eating food and drinking cheap wine on the table.They wore brand-new leather armor and carried weapons without a trace of wear and tear. They seemed to be eating food casually, but they were actually listening to the discussions of the people around them.

People at a table like this are not uncommon.In the eyes of those old mercenaries, these people may have just become mercenaries, or young boys who came here simply for bounty.Their seemingly low-key approach made them more eye-catching, but the old mercenaries did not remind them that they had no such obligation.

"Damn it...", one of them pressed the wine glass on the table fiercely, and there was a muffled bang, and the amber liquid in the wine glass flew up and splashed out.A stout man with a slightly dark complexion pressed on his shoulder, showing a warning look.The man's muscles stiffened and then relaxed.There was dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he still closed his mouth and stopped yelling loudly.

The stout man seemed to be the leader of this small group. With a sullen face, he stuffed a lamb chop into his mouth and chewed hard.His teeth and bite force were terrifying, he chewed the bones and meat into scum, and swallowed it in one gulp.Picking up the wine glass, he took a sip, frowned, wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth, and lowered his voice, "Don't forget our mission, as long as we succeed, the city of Ortrenburg will be destroyed without a fight. We can also usher in a new future.”

"Before that, don't be careless!" His eyes swept across every companion around him fiercely, and he silently warned everyone, "I am also angry, and I want revenge just like you. Restrain yourself, and you should be like me."

Someone said aloud, "But we've been here for five days, and we haven't seen... that person until now." His tone had a hint of uneasy questioning, "What if he doesn't show up here? "

The stout man frowned, glared at the man, and blamed him for saying something that made him lose confidence at this moment, "Shut up, he will definitely show up, let's continue to wait. Even if it's ten days or a month, he Always come out."

The people at this table fell into calm again, but at this moment, the conversation at the next table attracted their attention.

"Didn't you say that there is only one silver coin for a person's head? What is this amount of money enough for? Why are there so many people gathered here? Now you can earn more than a dozen silver coins for just one mission, and it's not that dangerous."

"That's not what you said!" A monkey-cheeked drinker looked around vigilantly and lowered his voice, "I heard from the gossip that all the spoils obtained in this suppression, Ortrenburg and Orlando The imperial government will not take a commission. And the most important thing is...", he smiled proudly, "All beheadings are counted as military achievements!"

Although the wine drinker with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was not loud, it made the whole restaurant calm down for an instant and fell into dead silence.

There is only one voice echoing in everyone's mind, military merit!
Military merit is one of the criteria for being knighted, and it is also the easiest way to be promoted to a noble.Compared with graduating from the Imperial College of Higher Education and becoming privileged and then slowly climbing to the noble class, it is obvious that the benefits brought by military exploits can become noble in one step, and it is more suitable for these warriors who have no culture and only know how to fight.As long as he accumulates enough military merits, he can become one of the nobles of the empire overnight.While the strict class system is awe-inspiring, it is also enviable.All aspire to be aristocrats, to be one of the masters of the country.

Before that, no matter whether it was the Baratan riot or the rebellion in Bell Province this time, all beheadings were not counted as military merit.In the process of the centralization of the empire, the screening of military merits has become more and more strict. The purpose is to prevent the birth of a large number of nobles, thereby affecting the centralization policy of the Orlando family.

But this time, what no one expected was that killing Heiman was considered a military achievement?
This news has not been spread yet, and the whole open-air wine shop was turned upside down in an instant. Those mercenaries and drinkers who were sitting at the wine table got up and left quickly. Then the explosive news was sent back to his organization.

Some larger mercenary organizations obviously knew the news long ago, otherwise they wouldn't be able to attract so many people.This news was like a bucket of kerosene poured on the flames, making the entire Ortrenburg even hotter than the extremely hot weather at this time.

These mercenaries may have fought for the money before, but after the news spread, they will all fight for the most likely title, until the death!

The scorching heat made Ortrenburg like a huge furnace, and more and more outsiders also made the locals feel impatient. Ren chose a slightly cool afternoon to leave the Santo's Mansion and went to the streets Patrol.His appearance is enough to appease the local people who are beginning to become increasingly irritable, and it can also deter the wanton behavior of those outsiders.

Pedestrians on the road kept saying hello to Ren, and the outsiders looked at all this curiously. What happened here was like a legend to them, which made them curious.It was the first time they saw such an "easy-going" nobleman, regardless of the identities of the commoners, and even showed a friendly smile to the commoners.

This is an aristocrat with a head and a bag, but he is also a lovable aristocrat.Some mercenaries also waved their arms to Rennes curiously to say hello, and Rennes nodded slightly in return, which made these mercenaries feel the novelty and the joy of being valued at the same time.An insignificant charity from the superior is a great gift to the inferior.

In the crowd, several strong men stared at Ren, one of them nodded slightly, and a slightly slender man beside him climbed onto the roof like a nimble ape.He suddenly took off the compound bow on his back, let go of the bowstring as soon as it was fully drawn, and shot the arrow straight at Ren with a buzzing metallic luster.

This sudden change almost stopped everyone's thinking. How dare someone dare to assassinate the city lord here in broad daylight and in full view of everyone?Assassinate the golden nobles of the empire?
At this very moment, Blair's fiery battle aura erupted, he drew out his long sword and deflected the arrow, and after shouting "Protect the Lord", he jumped up and rushed towards the Archer.

At the moment he flew into the air, more than a dozen men holding long swords suddenly rushed out of the crowd, all of them showed their weapons and rushed towards Renn.Apparently, they were all in the same gang.The eyes of these people were full of hatred and killing intent. They didn't care about the seven or eight guards around Rennes, nor did they care about the weapons that could kill them. They had only one target, and that was Rennes.Even if they die, as long as they can kill Ren, they will accept death calmly.

There was no fighting, it was a life-to-life style of fighting, without the slightest block, and the guards couldn't use it because of this.They found that as long as they attacked, they would definitely be able to stab each other, but they would also be stabbed by the opponent.At the moment when the two sides came into contact, the guards around Ren lost their active position.

But on the other hand, Ren didn't panic at all, and the expression on his face didn't even change, maintaining a kind smile.He looked at the assassin who was rushing forward from the front. The assassin had already been hit by a sword. He grabbed the long sword stuck in his body with his left hand and rushed towards Renn non-stop.His eyes were burning with flames, and the smile on his mouth gradually rose, as if he could kill Ren in the next moment and become a hero.

But unfortunately, there is no next moment.

The awakened Ortrenburg people rushed towards these assassins crazily. They had no weapons, and their nails and teeth were their weapons.They jumped on these assassins, dragged them far away from Rennes, and made them far away from their beloved city lord at this moment.There are also some people who protect Renn behind them, and use their bodies to face the assassin's long sword.

Assassinate Wren in Ortrenburg?

It's simply courting death!

(End of this chapter)