There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. Can a cooked duck still fly?
Thinking like this, Renn suppressed his worries about the future.
He gently kissed the beautiful and peaceful Kesha who was sleeping, without disturbing her. He pulled up the quilt to cover her beautiful ivory body and walked out of the bedroom door.
Today is December 24th, the annual "Holy Fire Festival".
At this time of year, the residents of the kingdom will do a general cleaning.
In addition to thoroughly cleaning the house, qualified families will also sort out the old, damaged tableware, furniture and useless accumulations of the past year, throw them away, or set them on fire in the yard.
This custom has a long history.
According to the epic "Hymn to the Sun", when the Sun King led the human resistance army to the lower reaches of the Lure River (in today's Faroland) under the bright morning light, the local humans who had been enslaved by the demons cheered.
“First they prepared themselves new clothes, new jars, new dishes, and other household utensils and furniture; then they gathered together all the old clothes and other dirty things, and swept the place, clearing the rooms, squares, and The whole village.
Then people threw these things together on a public fire, burned them, took out all the remaining grain and old wine, cheered and celebrated in front of the fire, sang and danced, and welcomed the new life of mankind..."
Therefore, although this festival is not as good as the Sun Festival, it is still quite grand.
Especially in Falorland, where the festival originated, it has a great influence. The working class of the kingdom usually takes a holiday starting today and lasting until January 8 of the next year.
The customs in other countries are similar.
"Ren, last night's 'Justice Backstab' operation was a complete success. The company's operations department almost wiped out a group of dead soldiers from the Noble Alliance, which was enough to make Count Ange and the others feel heartache..."
Wren had just finished washing and showering when she received a call from Cowgirl Susanna.
The good news cheered him up and brought a smile to his face.
Of course, he also understood that the reason why he won so easily this time was not only because of the help of Mrs. Ellie's son-in-law, but also because the Southern Noble Alliance was busy secretly transferring part of its foundation, plus it had to deal with the demons on the plains. Use too much force against him.
Otherwise, a master-level transcendent might appear on the opposite side last night.
In this way, even if Thorns Security Company wins, the losses will not be small.
The Thorns Security Company was only established a few months ago, and its rise was too fast, with insufficient power and foundation.
"Yes, I am very happy, but if the root is not removed, the spring breeze will spring again...Immediately implement the 'Plastic Brotherhood' plan, and be sure to completely drive the Noble Alliance into the cesspool!"
On the sofa in the living room, Ren, who was crossing his legs, smiled sinisterly and gave instructions to Susanna.
"Understood, actors, location, script... these are all ready. Maybe you can get the results tonight." The cowgirl's voice over there was clear and sweet.
"Very good, I'm waiting for your good news."
Ren hung up the phone and stood up from the sofa.
When he went down the stairs and walked into the kitchen on the first floor, Kesha had woken up and had finished washing and bathing and was making breakfast for him.
Today she put on a beautiful silver chiffon shirt, revealing her white lotus arms, a pink lace skirt underneath, and a pair of sexy black stockings with long legs.
After hearing the movement, the beauty looked back and smiled, a sweet and tender smile like a virtuous wife.
The looming snow-white skin and feminine lines, as well as the crimson eyes seem to have a blurred sense of vicissitudes brought about by hundreds of years of experience, giving her every move a poetic and picturesque femininity.
There was a violent movement in Ren's heart, and he felt inexplicably moved for some reason.
This small family, his lover, and getting along with her really gave him a feeling of love in his heart.
Let him feel that he is living truly and naturally in this world.
"Ren, wait a moment, it will be done soon."
Kesha said softly, she turned around, and a golden flame suddenly ignited in her jade-like hands.
The Valkyrie was at the stove, skillfully and meticulously controlling the "Flame of the Sun".
Blossoming golden flames danced between her fingers, at the bottom of the pot, or in the void, acting as fuel.
Kesha multitasked, the bread was quickly baked, the eggs were fried on the pan, and after the bacon was cooked, she sprinkled a little pepper according to your boyfriend's taste...
Finally, she slightly heated the milk in the cup with her hands.
All movements flow smoothly and are pleasing to the eye.
Extraordinaries are not just good at fighting and killing. Even in daily life, the various abilities of extraordinary professionals have many wonderful uses.
For example, Kesha, as long as she marries her home, she will use the "sunfire" to cook on the fire, and she will not have to worry about gas bills in the future.
For example, King Dumao, after she changed her job to a [Paladin], one day she secretly used the "halo of flame" to bake chicken wings taken out of the refrigerator in the kitchen.
It happened that time, I was bumped into by Ren, who actually had a bit of a venomous mouth, and subconsciously joked - "You are such a talent, you might as well change your name to the Foodie King."
As a result, the angry girl didn't say a word to him during those days.
"Xiaoyue, thank you for your hard work."
After Kesha finished her work, Ren couldn't help but hug her soft waist from behind, sniffing the fragrance of her hair with an infatuated expression.
Valkyrie is also very good at cooking.
Even after knowing his taste, she recently studied how to cook. You can imagine how gentle and virtuous he is.
Such a woman really made Ren's heart flutter.
Kesha's delicate body trembled as she was hugged, and a charming blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face.
She knew some of Ren's habits. He especially liked the kitchen and bathroom... Usually when he hugged her at this time, he couldn't help but make out with her in the kitchen.
"Hey, in your eyes, am I so horny?"
Ren turned her body around and held her in his arms. He pinched her cheek with his right hand unhappily, but his eyes were full of attachment, admiration and affection.
"What happened today?" Kesha snuggled into her boyfriend's arms obediently.
Sensing the undisguised love and affection in his eyes, and the feeling of holding her tightly as if he was afraid of losing her, as if he wanted to do this until the end of time, Valkyrie's heart was filled with sweetness.
"Xiaoyue, you...are you hiding something important from me? About...your origin and identity."
After hesitating for a moment, Ren decided not to test around the bush and asked her directly.
The relationship between the two is almost that of a couple. They sleep on the same bed every day and talk about almost anything at night. They can communicate well about many things without being suspicious of each other.
Kesha was startled for a moment, as if she was a little confused, and then she raised her head and stared into his deep, star-like eyes.
She remained silent, the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.
After a moment, the Valkyrie smiled sweetly, buried her head in his arms with nostalgia, and said a little shyly:
"Hmph, I don't know many things myself, and there are some secrets that I don't want to tell you yet... But I know that I am Mrs. Ackerman now, your wife."
Her words seemed a bit perfunctory, but in fact, this explanation satisfied Renne.
"I am confused. It doesn't matter whether she is an imperial princess, a Valkyrie, or any other identity. Anyway, she must be my woman regardless of her identity."
Ren smiled proudly, and then kissed her plump red lips.
He didn't force Valkyrie anymore. There are still secrets between old couples, not to mention they haven't gotten married yet and have children.
The future is very long, and the two of them still have a long time to cultivate their relationship.
"By the way, Ren, it's your birthday tomorrow, who should you invite?"
After the passionate kiss, Kesha acted like the mistress of the house.
"Well, well, I don't plan to make it big. Just invite some old friends, such as Lao Goat, Leon, Shirley, Hal... I will take care of these. I just need to embarrass you and hide on the third floor. ”
A glint flashed in Ren's eyes and he said lazily.
"Can you not invite Master Nicholas?" Kesha pouted dissatisfied.
Ren was a little puzzled: "What happened to the old goat? Do you have a conflict with him?"
"No, but he is an old pervert and is proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. I'm afraid you might learn from him..."
Renn: "..."
If the old goat were here, he would definitely cry out for injustice. Kid Ren is greedy for money, lustful, and as ruthless as him.
The two of them are only half-matched at best, and whoever taught the bad things is still indifferent.
Looking at Ren, who was a little embarrassed and speechless, Kesha, who finished beating her boyfriend, wisely stopped, smiled and changed the subject:
"Today is the Holy Fire Festival. After breakfast, let's clean the villa."
"The furniture and tableware in the villa are all new. We don't seem to have any garbage to burn, right?" Renn shrugged.
Kesha blinked her beautiful crimson eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly:
"Who said there isn't one? Isn't there one in front of me?"
There's garbage in front of you.
Ren was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. He looked at Valkyrie with a narrow smile and was about to "escape", hugged her and pressed her on the sofa:
"How dare you, Xiaoyue, to laugh at your man, I'll make you look good later!"
"Hmph, let go, you trash scumbag..."
The two of them were playing around and getting intimate, especially after breakfast. In order to punish her, Ren started having sex on the sofa during the day.
Although they have secrets from each other, the two of them have a really good relationship.
Renn was happily celebrating the Fire Festival and preparing for his birthday party, but his enemies were not happy.
…
The morning sun shines on the ancient and glorious castle, the sun is shining brightly, and beautiful wisteria, brocade, and morning glories cover the walls.
In a certain room of the castle, roars echoed.
Snap!
Count Ange smashed a beautiful glass wine glass into pieces.
He stared fiercely at a dead soldier wearing black night clothes kneeling on the carpet. The expression on his face that should have been calm and elegant was a little distorted:
"Are you a pig? Are you a pig?! It was such a simple task to catch that cowgirl, but the entire army was wiped out! You were the only one who escaped!"
The earl was furious.
Not only did the dead soldiers here suffer heavy losses, but there was also no news about the assassin "Dark Crow" who was hired by the Noble Alliance at a high price in Merova City.
"Yes, it's all my subordinates' fault!"
The dead man in black who was sprayed bloody by Count Ange had a hard time talking about it.
After the Earl's anger subsided a little, the dead man in black explained:
"Master, I am incompetent and have failed to live up to your expectations... But what happened last night was a bit strange. Even if Susanna is very important to Thorn Security Company, she may be the mistress of Ren Ackerman.
But there are too many people around her to protect her, and our people were surrounded as soon as they showed up..."
After listening to the dead man's explanation, the anger on Count Ange's face gradually subsided, but his face was still a little surprised:
"You mean, if it's not that you are too incompetent, there might be a traitor among us who leaked the news?"
"Master, this is the truth. I am not shirking responsibility. You will know after carefully analyzing the situation last night."
"Bichi, it must be Mrs. Ai Li's fault!"
The earl suddenly became furious and cursed loudly.
No evidence was needed at all, and in the end she suddenly revealed to him that Mrs. Ellie, who wanted to join the alliance, was the most suspicious.
It's a pity that there is no evidence and nothing can be done to that woman.
However, he will never trust Mrs. Ellie again.
"Ren Ackerman, okay, very good! It seems that we have all underestimated your insidiousness. What a good plan!"
Count Ange's face turned red with anger when he thought that he was trying to make Mrs. Ellie the leader, so he took the initiative to reveal the battle plan to her.
How unreasonable, he was actually treated like a monkey!
The main reason is that he underestimated the enemy a little. Apart from his force, he didn't pay much attention to the tricks of young people like Ren.
The earl decided to immediately re-formulate his plan. He would no longer be timid and must give Renn some color.
This time, we stopped recruiting people randomly to avoid being mixed in with the second or fifth generation... Let the Ange family take the lead in launching the attack.
However, some opportunities are missed.
………
Daffodil Bar.
This is a bar located in Diramo City, close to the tent area owned by Thorns Security Company on the eastern outskirts of the city.
It almost went bankrupt, but since a group of indigenous Kangao people moved into the tent area in this area, business has boomed.
The natives in this area all know that the wine here is strong and the girls are even hotter.
'I'm coming, Danica! '
Zamo put on a suit, a half-top hat, hung a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his chest, and walked out the door holding a peach wood cane inlaid with silver.
He was originally an indigenous Kangao man who didn't bathe every day, wore a whip, wore animal skins, didn't know anything about wine, music, or fun, and liked to walk barefoot.
However, he became enlightened after meeting good friends such as the berserker Sigg, the writer Wen Xi, and the cowboy Garcia.
The outside world is wonderful!
Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves!
Under the guidance of "good brothers" such as Shige and Garcia, Zamo, who had been living an isolated primitive tribe life, was completely lost in the colorful world outside.
He soon became proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and excelling at everything.
The classic footwork of knight's ballroom dance, the recently popular Faroran ballad, the low-key luxury men's perfume, the trendy hairstyle...the indigenous Zamo fell in love with these.
Of course, what he loves more is the hot women outside.
They know how to dress, their skin is white and delicate, and they are proficient in all kinds of tricks to serve men... far beyond the rough-skinned women in the tribe who can't put on makeup.
Especially Danica, the woman he loved most.
Her seductive red lips, her plump breasts, her sexy long legs, her understanding, her gentleness...
Just thinking about her behavior between the beds, the native Zamo felt that the fire in his body could not be suppressed.
So he came to the Daffodil Bar again, preparing to spend a wonderful night with Danica. This time she took the initiative to ask him out, maybe he could propose to her...
But as soon as he entered the door, he saw a scene that made him angry.
Danica, with her "forced smile", sat on the lap of a young man wearing a gorgeous aristocratic dress.
The aristocratic young man with a slightly pale face touched her body with his hands unscrupulously while drinking, and even pinched her obviously.
Danica could only smile in apology and cast a look at him as if asking for help.
"Stop, let her go, she is my girlfriend!"
Zamo's blood immediately surged, and he walked over to prepare to be a hero to save the beauty, but was stopped in time by several guards.
He could only glare at the noble young man fiercely.
"Hey, what did I see? An indigenous curly-haired baboon put on human clothes. He thought he was no longer a baboon and dared to show off his power in front of the nobles."
The aristocratic young man was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered mercilessly.
"Hahaha……"
His words quickly aroused laughter from many people in the bar.
"you……"
This made the native Zamo, who was no longer simple and honest, and became very vain and good-looking, suddenly blushed.
"You are the savior Zamo she calls you, right? Haha, a curly-haired baboon who also wants to be a hero and save a beauty? Bitch, do you think he can save you?"
Snapped!
The aristocratic young man suddenly smiled ferociously and slapped Danica on the face, making her face turn red and make her cry.
"Asshole, stop it!"
The native Zamo's eyes turned red and he wanted to rush over, but several guards immediately restrained him.
"Stop, if you do this again, I will tell the people from the Public Security Bureau!"
"Haha, the Sheriff's Department? Poor monkey, let me tell you that her small businessman father went bankrupt and borrowed usury from my family... As the price of the loan, her father has given her to me as a concubine!"
The noble young man laughed loudly, hugged Danica who was in tears, and touched and kissed her unscrupulously.
"Let her go. I have money and can pay off their debts!"
The native Zamo roared with red eyes when his beloved was humiliated.
But this made the aristocratic young man feel irritated. He smiled evilly: "Curly-haired baboon, I am the youngest son of Count Ange. I am short of your money?!"
"Then what do you want to do to let her go?"
The native Zamo said through gritted teeth, looking at Danica with tears in her eyes, her hatred, anger, and murderous intention towards the nobles in front of her were constantly building up in her heart.
"It's very simple, curly-haired baboon, don't you like her? Kneel down on the ground and lick my shoes like a dog, and I will reward you with this bitch!"
The aristocratic young man laughed, he was completely spoiled, a scumbag and trash.
During this time, Count Ange was busy dealing with Renn and did not pay attention to the movements of his lawless young son.
"you you!"
Zamo's face turned the color of pig liver, and he was almost furious.
None of the people watching in the bar said a word. Although some people sympathized with Zamo, no one dared to speak for him.
"Haha, you don't want to, right?"
The noble young man slapped Danica again and smiled evilly, "Although it's been fun these days, I haven't had enough fun yet. Then when I get tired of playing with her, I can let the guards play with her, and then I can take her away." It’s ready for you…”
He was still talking arrogantly, but Zamo had already been swallowed up by anger and hatred.
Roar!
Zamo let out a beast-like roar, and the violent side of the native exploded. His eyes were red, veins were pulsing in his arms, and a black mist surged out of his body!
boom!
His arms turned into black bear-like arms. He swung them hard, and the brutal force threw several guards away like scarecrows, knocking down several tables along the way!
Amidst the panicked shouts of everyone in the bar, the indigenous Zamo rushed to the noble young man.
In his frightened expression, he punched down hard!
boom!
Waves of air rolled, the wall of the bar trembled, blood and white brains splattered, and the noble young man's head was punched into the wall!
"Ah, murder!"
"Run, he's crazy!"
"Inform the 7th Bureau. Go and notify the 7th Bureau!"
This scene happened too fast, and then the bar became chaotic. The glasses on the wine table fell over and broke into pieces, and many people hurriedly fled.
Several guards who had failed in their duties looked pale with despair in their eyes, and then they started fighting with Zamo who was going crazy and losing his mind.
A big storm suddenly broke out.
