My name is Ren

Chapter 396 I was thinking about how to mark this chapter with 35 characters, and it was already 35 characters when I thought about it

The black barbarians in the Salmy Mountains are gone?
Sistine's brain crashed in an instant!

No matter who it is, as long as he lives in this world, when he mentions the Salmy Mountains, the first thing that comes to mind is the Heiman and Rennes' vigorous order to kill the barbarians.The place of the Salmei Mountains has been integrated with the Heiman and has become a related vocabulary that proves each other.Suddenly one day, the Earl of Wren told him that the black man was gone, which was as ridiculous as someone telling him that the nobles were all patriotic.

But these words came from Ryan's mouth, not those ordinary people who are good at spreading and making messages, not those women who like to exaggerate rumors and have nothing to do, and their bodies are full of mouths.

Well that's something to think about.

There are millions of black barbarians in the Salmei Mountains. Even if they have been reduced sharply after several all-out wars, they will not decrease too much.But why are they gone?Why is it gone?Sistine, who was puzzled by his thoughts, finally looked at Ren.

Ryan only gave him a two-word answer—the plague.

The moment the ending of the word ended, Sistine felt his tailbone stabbed by something, which forced him to jump up and stared at Ren dumbfounded.He can fully imagine that this plague may not erupt naturally, but because of someone's will, which is man-made.

What kind of power is dominating this young body and soul to do such despicable things?Even as a chauvinistic racist Desi, Sistine would still tremble with fear when facing hundreds of thousands to millions of deaths.

But look at this man in front of him, he hasn't even held a coming-of-age ceremony, he's only 19 years old, his fair face is clean-shaven, his bright eyes are piercing, and his meticulous hair doesn't deviate from it Where it should be.Although the fur coat he was wearing made him look a little bloated, the nobility and elegance exuding from his body could not be changed by one or two pieces of clothing.

This is a civilized man, an educated, respectable nobleman.

However, what he did made Sistine feel the fear from the deepest part of his soul, panic!

At this time, Sistine remembered that this gentle, well-educated and moral (?) nobleman in front of him had so many daunting names.The Slayers of Balatan, the Butchers of Bel Province, the Racist Executioners, the Evil Killer...  

It seems that since he left the imperial capital, there are endless corpses under his feet every step of the way, and blood flows everywhere he goes!
At this moment, Sistine gasped, his face flushed, he faintly saw behind Ren, there were countless undead struggling and howling miserably, forming a huge throne.Each of Ren's slender, white fingers was stained red with blood.When he breathes, what he exhales is not air, but soul.

In a daze, Sistine stretched out two fingers to hook his collar and tore it vigorously. He had the illusion that he was about to suffocate.

"Mr. Sistine, what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Ren looked at Sistine, who suddenly turned pale, with beads of sweat rolling down his face, and asked curiously.

"Ah? Yes, no... no... no..." Sistine came back to his senses and shook his head again and again. He unbuttoned his neckline, as if he could breathe more freely in this way. "Nothing, nothing..."

Ren nodded, "If a business route is opened up from the Salmy Mountains, do you still think I'm just making up a lie?" Ren leaned back, and this action caused him to raise his head slightly. jaw.Sistine, who was sitting opposite him, lowered his head instead.

"What you said is very reasonable. If a business path can really be opened up, then all of this will be done quietly."

There is no need to refute or question this point. Everyone knows that in Bell Province, Ren is the sky, and that is his base camp.Moreover, Bell Province, as the largest trading port area in the southeastern region of the empire, gathered a large amount of materials here, and also had a Tiberium spar vein.Ren just needs to select enough products, then take out the Tiberium spar from the warehouse and send them to the Salmei Mountains.

No one would trace the secret trade route into the Salmi Mountains, and no one could.

In a trance, Sistine faintly guessed about Ren's purpose, and his heart beat even more violently.The thumping heartbeat was like a drum being beaten in his heart, shaking him so much that he was on the verge of falling, and his mouth was bitter.

Just jumped out of the wolf's den, fell into the tiger's den again.

In the past, if things failed, he might be sentenced to death.Well, after the incident is defeated, his whole family will be hanged, and then his head will be cut off and hung on the banner of the Orlando family, and spread throughout the empire to deter those who are about to move.

He really wanted to ask Earl Rennes if he could quit now, but he didn't dare to speak.

Speak up, die now, don't speak up...

There was a dazzling light in his eyes, since he was already standing on the edge of the cliff, he might as well jump.Maybe this jump can jump out of a different future.

Ren never imagined that during the conversation, Sistine had a fierce struggle and boundless associations in his mind.He knocked on the armrest, and pulled back Sistine, who was distracted again, "Then I will let you off the trade of Bell to the ice field. You and I haven't known each other for a long time, and you may not know me well. I am not a mean person, as long as you abide by the rules we set, I will not interfere with things outside the rules. I am a generous person and a kind person, but at the same time, I am also a cruel person. people."

"Some people believed in me and they became nobles. Some people didn't believe in me and did unforgivable things, so they went to meet their ancestors."

"Your matter is very easy to solve. Give me the ledger, find a substitute to replace you and be beheaded, and everything ends here." Ren's face was filled with a smile of power and everything, "From today , you are not Sistine, what should I call you..., Mr. Mysterious Man?"

Sistine shook his head with a wry smile, "Then call me Joseph."

"Cerf?" Ren said silently, smiling slightly, "Okay, Mr. Cerf."

Five days later, the knights dug out an iron box from a collapsed cave, and after prying it open, they got three ledgers, as well as some odds and ends.Sistine was publicly hanged in Shukusius, and his head was spread throughout the three northern provinces. At the same time, Wren also began to return to the imperial capital.

The demise of the Sistine smuggling group really let Empress Pars breathe a sigh of relief.The Orlando Empire seems to have unlimited scenery, but in fact it is in trouble at home and abroad.Externally, although Full Moon withdrew the confronting army on the border, it did not mean that Full Moon gave up the idea of ​​wrestling with the Orlando Empire.The Byron Empire is frantically building a cross-sea fleet, and if the land route is impassable, then they will attack Orlando from the waterway.

Inside the empire, the three major aristocratic groups transformed themselves and established three different parties, attracting more people to join.Those people who clamored to "stand up and speak" also began to think about how to steal more power from the imperial nobles and royal family.

All classes are planning for the greater good, forgetting that the foundation of all their existence is this empire.

At this time, Ren cut off the minions of the nobles in the north with a single sword. It was definitely a stimulant for those nobles and commoners who still had illusions about the royal family in their hearts.It can more effectively enhance the cohesion of the people and the people on the wall to the empire, and win more votes for Queen Pars in the Imperial Parliament!
Just like what she said to Gan Wen, Ren is indeed the minister of the humerus of the empire!

So, everyone says they don't like lies, but in fact they have a soft spot for lies.A good lie is like a poison that can make people addicted to it, and they are drowned unconsciously.

Two days before Rennes' coming-of-age ceremony, Rennes returned to the imperial capital.After almost two months, Ren returned to the imperial capital again.It was already late at night when he returned to the imperial capital, almost one o'clock in the middle of the night, but even so, Queen Pars summoned him immediately.

Sitting on the somewhat icy throne, Queen Pars wrapped herself in pajamas, and her peerless figure could not be concealed under the hazy pajamas.She didn't seem to mind this, instead she raised her legs, and her two snow-white round thighs were like exquisite works of art, firmly catching people's attention.

"You did a good job." As soon as Queen Pars opened her mouth, she defined all the things that Rennes had done in the north, including those things that he designed to be the governor of Demaragu.One must have a long-term perspective. From a long-term perspective, if the death of one or two governors can be exchanged for peace on the border, then such death and loss are worthwhile.

Ren smiled, lying on the sofa casually, crossing his legs, "You didn't say that a while ago, you almost pointed at my nose and scolded me."

Queen Pars's face is comparable to that of Rennes, she smiled indifferently, "Everyone has to face different environments and choices at different times, no matter what the choice is on the way, the end point As long as you agree, you'll be fine, right?"

"It's really insincere to say that..." Ren casually threw the three ledgers on the coffee table, "This is the ledger found from Sistine, which records the things you are interested in. But I want to remind you, if you don't want to do something, don't open it."

(End of this chapter)