My name is Ren

Chapter 377 Not worrying about scarcity but about inequality is also one of the worst behaviors in the development of human beings and society
When Uvir's clerk saw the think tank of the smuggling group, he immediately realized that he was about to make a fortune.

There is a saying that looks from the heart. The appearance in this sentence does not refer to the real appearance, but a person's temperament.A person with a strong and resolute heart, who is not afraid of difficulties and pains, even though he is not handsome, but he is enough to give people a tough feeling.A person's heart is narrow and selfish, even if he looks very handsome, many people can see his shrinking and gloomy at a glance.

The temperament of this staff member is the kind of person who bosses around and gives orders from above.When he looks at people, there is a sense of superiority. Even if he deliberately lowers his eyelids and looks down at his toes, it doesn't seem like a timid confession, but a kind of contempt, a kind of disdain!This is the temperament that only the superior can have!

The clerk was trembling with excitement. After being dispatched to Uville, his life has been bleak.The once gentle wife has become a shrew, and she is so critical of him. The eyes of the child looking at him are also filled with a kind of pity, a kind of rejection, and a kind of contempt.The fate of the family was all because he reported the scandal of a nobleman to the Imperial Court, which caused him to be transferred from the gold-filled south to Uville.

Indeed, the General Secretary gave him the title of a reserve prosecutor, but what kind of place is this?Here is Uville of Demaragour!Here, there is no bright future, and there is no hope in this life to leave here and return to the warm south.

He had long since lost hope, and had become insensitive and passive like everyone else here.

But at this moment, the disappointing heart began to beat violently, the blood flow began to speed up, and his whole body was filled with strength.His face was full of red, as if he was nominated as a clerk, and at the same time as he married a beautiful wife, his whole body exuded excitement.

"Your name?" In fact, this matter has nothing to do with the clerk. He was able to meet this staff member because of his title of reserve prosecutor, which allowed him to participate in some local government affairs.

After the guard captain on the side was unwilling, he also realized that he must have caught a big fish this time, and there was no reason for the clerk to eat all the benefits by himself.He immediately pulled out the half-meter-long baton, clenched his hands tightly, and slammed it on the shoulder of the staff member.His mood fluctuated as violently as the clerk's, and he also used extra strength. When the stick was pulled down, the staff member's shoulder blade snapped and his shoulders drooped unnaturally.

The shrill screams immediately resounded throughout the detention room of the security team. The staff twisted their bodies in pain, shook their heads, their veins were throbbing, and their hair was disheveled like a lunatic.His tears, snot, and sweat all mixed together and covered every corner of his face.He widened his bloodshot eyes, and stared fiercely at the two little people in front of him.Yes, they are the little people, if in the past, he didn't even bother to look at the two little people, he didn't even bother to talk to them.

But now, he was humiliated by these two little people who couldn't be smaller. While he was afraid, he was also full of anger.

"Your name!", the captain of the guard had a fierce light in his eyes, he spat viciously at the staff, then turned his head to look at the clerk.The clerk nodded solemnly, and the guard captain's eyes became even more fierce. He turned around and told his subordinates, "Go and invite the pastor."

Last year, the church built the first cathedral in Demaragu here. It is said that this proposal was personally proposed by a high-ranking cardinal in the church and a big man named Winter Sun.The most surprising thing is that the church was not built in Shucusius, the capital of Demaragu, but in Uville, which is the closest to the ice sheet, almost on the edge of the ice sheet.At that time, Governor Gaher also kindly invited the church to build the church in the capital, but the people of the church refused.

There is now a bishop permanently in the church, as well as two priests, and a small squad of Templars.

Hate flashed in the staff's eyes, the purpose of inviting the pastor, of course he knew why with his clever mind, these people didn't intend to kill him, but they didn't intend to make him comfortable either.

The clerk, a polite and thin man, actually snatched the stick from the captain of the guard and smashed it directly on the waist of the staff.He had a ferocious face at this time, and he didn't have the politeness and temperament that a civilized person like a clerk should have. He was as vicious as a devil crawling out of hell.He squeezed out a few syllables from the gap between his teeth fiercely, "Your name, if you don't want to suffer, tell me quickly!"

The stick was stabbed extremely hard. If the whole person hadn't been tied to the execution rack, the staff might have fallen to the ground long ago.He twisted his body frantically, trying to relieve the pain that made his internal organs ache and the muscles in his waist twitched and convulsed.He coughed a few times, retched a bit, and burst into tears, but still clenched his teeth.He knew that if he didn't say it, he might not die, but after he said it, Rennes would never let him go.

At this time, he already regretted why he didn't leave with Sistine. At the same time, there was a ridiculous thought in the deepest part of his heart.Was his arrest related to Sistine?Maybe Sistine was afraid that he would take his place, and that he would lose the trust of the nobles behind him if he left if he didn't leave, so he betrayed him.This malicious thought lingered, lingering in the deepest part of his heart.

The clerk couldn't care less about his demeanor at this time. In the cold weather, he was sweating all over his body. He took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. He took a stick and hit the staff member's calf fiercely.

With a click, the staff member's calf bent backwards, and his bones snapped. His tragic cry echoed throughout the detention room again.His shoulders were already swollen, and his calves were also rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. He clenched his hands tightly, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palms.

He still kept his mouth tightly shut, and the muscles on his face twisted and trembled from the pain.Bean-sized beads of sweat kept slipping from the eyelashes, and some fell into the eyes. The salt in the sweat irritated the eyes, which kept closing.

The clerk was furious, he threw away his stick, and with his loving hands, which were used to write official documents, crazily hit the staff's face.Punching down, punching to the flesh, the sound of bang bang made the head of the staff swing back and forth again and again.The consciousness of the staff has been a little bit blurred, and the constant impact has kept his brain in a state of vibration, and it has already been affected at this time.

I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know how many punches I have received. The consciousness of the staff is already on the verge of laxity.There was no feeling on his face, not even pain.In his heart, only a fear of death supported his will, as well as hatred for Sistine.The more injuries he suffered, the more he hated Sistine who had left.

So the old saying goes a long way, human nature is ugly.

He has been tortured here, but Sistine went to the mainland to enjoy it. All of this is Sistine's fault!
Maybe he can hold on for a while, propping up his will with fear and hatred.

But when the priest came in and cast a healing spell on him, all his resistance collapsed.He knew very well that if he didn't speak up, he would be tortured endlessly until he finally couldn't help but speak out.With the priest here, these people don't have to worry about using too much punishment to cause his death. They can use all the methods they want to impose on him.

A little bit of hesitation eventually spread to a collapse of will, he said.

At the same time, he also shared Sistine's dynamic, which gave him a twisted pleasure, and he even laughed out loud.Why am I suffering here alone? Since things have been revealed, let’s all bear the burden together!

The surprise on the faces of the clerk and the guard captain almost made the corners of their mouths hang on their ears. They couldn't believe that they actually caught a really big fish this time.Immediately, they arranged for people to take the priest to personally escort the staff member named Robardo to Shukusius.

The reason why they must torture Robardo's name and position is also to take as much credit as possible.They could send Robardo to Shucusius without asking, but then they would get no credit.

As for the pastor's following, it was entirely for Ren's sake.Wren is now the most famous figure in the church after the Cardinal.The cooperation and trade between him and the church have allowed the church to develop unprecedentedly.A large amount of overstocked materials were sold at a high price through sales, and at the same time, Rennes also developed exclusive products for the church.For example, soap, such as cotton cloth, cotton and other commodities, allowed the church to obtain a huge sum of money, which was used to accelerate the development of the church and the aggression of faith in the East.

Even the Pope himself said that Rennes will always be the most reliable friend of the Church.

A group of people escorted Robardo to Shukusius, and another group quickly hunted down Sistine who had already escaped. The clerk and the captain of the guard planned to expand the results of the battle. If Sistine can also be captured, then they will be [-]% promoted. Get out of this damn place.

Near noon, Sistine and his party stopped by the side of the road and started cooking.Sistine has a deep understanding of human nature. He knows that the more you cover up, the more attractive you will be, so it is better to be frank.Two people boil water, two people handle food, and others sit and chat.

Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes on the official road to the north was getting closer, and a group of fully armed knights came galloping.

The smile on Sistine's face disappeared, and he looked straight at those people.

(End of this chapter)