My name is Ren

Chapter 632 Before you have the courage to take responsibility, try not to let the responsibility fall on your shoulders

With a slash of the sword, Bethel staggered forward, and fell to the ground with an unstable center of gravity.He also practiced battle qi before, but after reaching the second level, he realized that firstly, he had no talent in this area, and secondly, he would inevitably inherit the title in the future, so he did not continue to study.His fighting spirit has been ruined for so many years. Today is the first time he feels regret for his stupid past. If he could persevere back then, even if he couldn't kill the assassin today, at least he could get away.

When a person is nervous and the body is severely traumatized, the brain will directly issue instructions to secrete more adrenaline for the purpose of self-help.The rapid secretion of adrenaline is enough to make people feel no pain at all in a short period of time, thereby relieving a series of negative emotions caused by pain.

But we must know that pain is actually the most important way for human beings to perceive the outside world and the inside, not one of them.

There was once a tyrannical gladiator who believed that pain was an obstacle preventing him from climbing to the top, so he asked someone to cut off his perception of pain. In the first match, he suffered excessive blood loss and went into shock due to too many injuries. Eventually he was beheaded. (This is a real event, but a boxer, a boxer had doctors cut all his pain nerves, and then fought against an opponent, and finally almost died on the stage because of a rib inserted into an organ.)
Bethel couldn't feel any pain at this time, he used his hands and feet to roll and crawl backwards, trying to stay away from the assassin.But with his appearance, how could he compare to an assassin who stood on two legs, walked and ran?Not all animals use all fours faster than humans, and many, including humans, are much slower than humans.

The assassin twisted his neck, strode forward to Bethel amidst the screams of pedestrians around him, raised his dagger and stabbed Bethel's body one after another, blood spattered and flowed like a river .Every time the dagger was pulled out of Bethel's body and then pierced in, Bethel would tremble.His consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he stretched out his hand indiscriminately to grab the dagger that kept taking away his vitality, but five of his fingers were cut off, and he didn't grab the dagger either.

He subconsciously begged for mercy, but the assassin did not waver in the slightest. His consciousness became more and more blurred, more and more exhausted, and his resistance and struggle became more and more powerless.

After twenty or thirty stabs, the entire chest of Bethel was almost rotten. The assassin pierced his heart with a sword. He tilted his head to look at the deserted street and the crowd of onlookers from a distance, and inserted the dagger casually. In the scabbard, he got into the alley by the side of the road and disappeared.

Just less than 10 minutes after he left, several Guards soldiers rushed here.They looked at Bethel on the ground that had lost all signs of life, looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed.

They were sent by Queen Pals, who suddenly realized that even Tutat could commit suicide, so why couldn't Bethel commit suicide?She had to keep Bethel, and she had to let him continue to serve as the Minister of National Security of the Empire in order to save her face.At this time, although she and Renn have not completely tore apart their faces on the surface, the two sides have begun to go from friction to white-hot.

If Bethel is dead, then all the nobles will get a signal that Ren can kill whoever he wants, he doesn't care about the rules and order of the game at all, even Queen Pars can't keep the person Ren wants to kill .This may indeed cause Rennes' image to plummet among the nobles, but at the same time, it is Pars's face that is worse than Rennes' image.

While condemning Rennes, people will also consider a question, whether it is worthwhile to use their own lives as a bargaining chip to join the struggle between Rennes and Pars.

Not everyone is lucky enough. Once the lunatic Ren finds an opportunity, he will kill him mercilessly. As long as he is a little slack, he may ruin his own life.In this case, why continue to stand on the side of Queen Pars to fight against Ren like a fool?Besides, what Rennes needs is not who they support, as long as they can remain neutral, that's enough.

After hearing the news of Bethel's death, Queen Pars did not get angry because of it. She just sat alone for a while, and then sent an order for Ren to come to see him.

Before Renn came, Pals also guessed what kind of expression she would have on her face when Renn was face to face with her.

anger?
There might be, after all, Renn gave her a head-on blow at the most glorious time in her life, letting her know that the empire was far from being where she could easily control it.

fear?

This is unlikely. She is the emperor of the empire, the seventh emperor of the Orlando family, Her Majesty Queen Orlando VII. Facing a noble under her command like Ren, how could she feel fear?
Perhaps more likely, she will pretend nothing happened.Neither past failures nor successes matter at this moment.

What she needs to do is to maintain a calm and restrained attitude, and hold the initiative as tightly as possible in her own hands.

More than half an hour later, the moment Rennes appeared in the palace, Queen Pars, who was sitting in the throne on the steps, slapped the armrest, "Marquis Rennes, do you know what you have done? ", she frowned, her aura exploded, and the authority of thousands of people gathered in one body, and the power brought by the huge power was enough to affect reality.For a moment in the entire hall, as if in a storm, the air flow was rampant, stirring her long hair and the corners of her clothes.

Facing such a violent momentum, he just smiled lightly, and flicked the corner of his clothes casually. In the eyes of Queen Pars, it seemed that a huge beast suddenly jumped out from behind Ren, sweeping away the violent wind that flowed across the sky. .

One of them is at the highest point and the other is at the farthest point, just looking at each other from such a distance.

One's eyes were wide open, and the angry expression on his face was a bit ferocious, while the other's smile was half a smile, and he was indifferent.

It's like a raging fire and a blast of ice!
The next moment, the ferocious and terrifying giant shrank back, and Queen Pars, who seemed to be in the breeze, also half-closed her eyes, as if everything that happened just now was just an illusion of two people.

Ren walked into the hall step by step, and the leather shoes made the sound of kicking on the mirror-like floor.The sound of these footsteps was extraordinarily crisp and loud, like some kind of rhythmic drumbeat.He walked into the main hall, dragged a sofa and sat down on it, and lit a cigarette for himself.

Exhaling a puff of smoke, he raised his head slightly to look at Queen Pars, and asked in a calm and relaxed tone, "What did I do?"

"You know very well in your heart." Although Queen Pars was smiling, it was very cold.

Ren chuckled, and flicked his half-smoked cigarette on the ground, sparks splashed everywhere. He leaned back and put his hands on the armrest, "I don't know, please explain to me."

Having reached this point, it was impossible to continue talking. Both of them knew it well, and fell silent for a while.

(End of this chapter)