Seeing the little female dragon looking like it was about to raise its tail to the sky, Renn took the special issue and several newspapers and started browsing them at a glance.
Nana glared at the maid in a demonstrative manner, raised her head slightly, and snorted softly, with a bit of disdain in the long ending.
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Anna: "..."
(一`′一)
She knew that the little female dragons were vying for favor and wanted to get the upper hand.
Usually, when she reports on her work, Renn can't help but get intimate with her, communicating both physically and verbally.
The little female dragon deliberately interrupted this process. Now that she is an adult, she is even more hostile to her.
Medusa is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. She smiles charmingly and is full of charm, like a fairy who brings disaster to the country and the people. Her delicate body is nestled tightly in Ren's arms. She caressed his face with a pair of white hands, and turned around to challenge him.
The little female dragon blinked.
What can a young girl with yellow hair do to fight with her?
Nana's little face tightened with anger, her dragon eyes glared, and milky white light gushed out from her whole body. The petite Loli's body grew taller in the light, her breasts expanded, her waist and hips formed an attractive S-curve, and her pair of snow-white
Put on silver boots on your long legs and stand straight.
She resumed her posture as a royal sister, with flying silver hair and blue eyes that were clearer than gemstones and contained the majestic pressure of a giant dragon.
The maid's expression froze, she was enveloped by the pressure of the Dragon King, and she was a little breathless.
Pa~
Renn browsed the newspapers and magazines intently, reached out and patted the maid's buttocks, and said:
"Get up."
Medusa stood up from his knees and stood aside. Only then did the powerful dragon power dissipate.
Nana crossed her arms, the blue light in her eyes dimmed, and her cold expression like an iceberg goddess softened a little.
Humph, this vixen bullied her when she was still underage, showing off her coquettish ways and seducing the boss every day. She really wanted to spray her to death with a mouthful of salt soda.
Medusa looked at the silver-haired white dragon girl in the posture of a royal sister, and was very unhappy. Her face also turned cold. A flash of coquettish purple light flashed in her eyes, and she almost couldn't help but activate the petrified magic eye.
The two women stopped talking and stared at each other, wanting to tear each other apart.
Ren held the newspaper and read it, unconsciously, feeling a little helpless.
Alas, as Nana grew up, she became more and more dissatisfied with Medusa. She wished she could fight with each other, with white knives going in and red knives coming out.
Just two women, that's all.
If Valkyrie, Queen of the Demon Realm, Princess Erin, Nightmare Witch, and Reiju came together, he simply couldn't imagine what the scene would be like.
Something is bound to happen.
Charlemagne serves as a warning.
The Shura Field-like atmosphere made Ren feel a little numb. He couldn't take sides, so he could only pretend to be ignorant and immerse himself in reading the newspaper.
It's hard to describe what's in the newspaper.
Various headlines, which smell like a UC editor, "Shocked, it was him who killed the Demon Emperor", "Exclusive decryption, the mystery of Pluto's thousand-year immortality", "The mysterious female monarch takes action, and the fall of the vampire monarch Mark" "
Experts warn that the North Sea incident may become the trigger for a full-scale war! "...
The title is exaggerated, but the content is not very reliable. A lot of it is just imaginary and random fabrication.
Pluto asked that this matter not be made public. Therefore, except for Ren and other parties involved, outsiders only knew a simple result of what happened in the underground palace.
“Photos are great.”
Renn looked at a certain picture in the newspaper and admired it.
With the setting sun at dusk and the sparkling golden sea as the background, he holds a blood-stained demon blade in his hand and wears divine armor. He is as brave as a god descending to earth, confronting the Demon Emperor who is covered in black flames on the sea.
The confrontation between good and evil, the background, composition, and shooting angle are all outstanding.
The colorful pictures prove that they were not taken by a camera, but by magic props.
"Strange, why are there such pictures?" When Ren came back to his senses, he felt a little strange.
Nana smiled and walked behind the chair, opened her arms, put her arms around his neck, and said:
"It was taken by a war reporter using magic props. In addition to pirates, navy, mercenaries, and some reporters on those ships, a few reporters even entered the Tomb of Hades, but they were not strong enough to explore the temple."
Renn: "..."
So brave?
There was a peak showdown between the two camps, and there were a bunch of strange beasts, and there were more than ten king-level experts, and there were actually reporters who dared to join in the fun.
Journalists in this world are so dedicated.
Ren sighed and picked up "People Magazine". On the cover was a silver-haired lolita Nana. He flipped through it and there were pictures of her when she turned into a blue-eyed dragon and breathed bursting wind bombs.
The background is the main hall and burial pit in the tomb of Hades.
In other words, when Nana, the Scourge Sword Master and the others were fighting the Dark Lord, there were a few reporters who were not afraid of death and were filming from a distance with magic props.
Imagining that scene, Ren's face twitched and he felt it was a bit funny.
"Nana, you stole the show this time."
Little Lolita, Queen Queen, White Dragon of Light, these attributes are combined into one, and there are pictures to prove it.
As you can imagine, she has become popular all over the continent.
Nana was very happy, shook his neck, and said with a smile:
"That is, Nana, the White Dragon Girl, took action at the critical moment and turned the tide with one blow, causing the death of the vampire monarch Mark. The hero of this battle is much better than Countess Anna who can only wander around in the tomb."
The little female dragon became famous all over the world after one battle. She was so proud that she did not forget to step on Medusa.
Anna: (?_?), this stinky little bitch is getting more and more annoying.
Seeing that the Shura Field was about to break out again, Ren sighed in his heart and hurriedly changed the subject and asked about Farolan's current situation, finally stopping the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two women.
This can't go on like this.
It seems that Anna and Nana should be avoided at the same time in the future, otherwise it will be impossible to live this life.
"Falloland is still the same, fighting almost every day. Support troops, arms dealers and mercenaries from various continental countries have poured into the southern plains. But so far, there is no direct fight between the dark monarch and the human king...
There seems to be some tacit understanding between the top management of humans and demons, and they are both training troops, but it is hard to say how long this fragile balance can be maintained."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Anna talked about the current situation of Farrowland.
Ren thought for a while and said, "Let's go back in a few days."
There is nothing left to stay in Beihai.
He originally wanted to go to the Silver Eagle Federation, but he was a little worried about Irene, so he decided to go back first.
After discussing the itinerary, it soon arrived in the evening.
Anna looked through the window at the setting sun outside the villa. The fiery red clouds were burning under the blue sky, and the sparkling water reflected the fiery clouds. It was like a scene of water and fire mixed together, beautiful and gorgeous.
This is a sea view villa.
With Ren's identity, the Vergara family naturally provided top-notch hospitality.
"Master, it's time to go to the banquet."
Anna picked up a tuxedo on the hanger, put it on for Ren, tied his tie and tidied up his appearance.
She herself also put on a white evening dress, with ice-cold skin, long hair reaching her waist, and a silk ribbon tied around her waist, outlining her graceful figure, showing nobility and elegance.
In general, housekeepers cannot wear this kind of clothes in social situations. It is against the rules.
But she is a female saint, and the nobles are particularly tolerant of the strong.
"Nana, aren't you going?" Seeing that Nana didn't change into an evening dress, Ren was a little surprised.
"No, it's too boring."
Nana turned back into a little lolita, lying on the sofa, flipping through a fairy tale book with relish, without any intention of getting up.
On the way to Beihai, she ate and socialized every day, and drank red wine until she felt like vomiting.
It's boring. The hypocritical nobles know how to flatter you when they come around. What they say has no nutrition at all.
Ren didn't force it, took the maid's hand and walked out the door.
Good guy, as soon as we arrived outside the villa, before we even got on the carriage, dozens of reporters, like sharks that smelled blood, pushed the guards in front of the wrought iron gate forward, trying to rush over.
"Your Highness Renne, can I interview you?"
"Hello, I'm Clark, a reporter from the Northland Post. I'd like to..."
"Don't squeeze, Gan, you stepped on my foot!"
The scene was very chaotic for a time.
The folk customs in the North are fierce and tough, and the seamen along the coast and islands are even more indifferent to life and death, and will do anything if they don't obey.
This group of reporters in the Northland were also extremely bold, with a certain attitude that they wanted news at the expense of their lives. The Vergara family's guards pointed guns at their heads, but they couldn't make them take a step back.
Seeing that a full martial arts show was about to take place, Renn waved his hand and said:
"Okay, please step back."
The guards were helpless and retreated to both sides of the gate to let the reporters come over.
What can they do? They are also desperate.
Reporters from the Northland dared to go to a pirate ship to interview a big pirate, they dared to crowd on a ship with mercenaries who licked blood from their swords, and they dared to drive a fishing boat to Little Widow Island just to take pictures of the scene of the emergence of Pluto's tomb.
At that time, there was a warrior who arrived at the Tomb of Hades, abandoned the lifeboat, rowed hard, and approached the pirate ship where the Demon Emperor was, hoping to interview the Demon Emperor...
The warrior was not dead, but his boat was sunk by the demon and he swam back.
These people were not afraid of irritating Archduke Connaught. They rushed over and the cameras clicked wildly.
Others took out photo stones and magic props, threw them in his face, and then asked him various questions.
Looking at this group of crazy reporters, Ren's face twitched and he said:
"Line up and come one by one, or I won't take the carriage and fly away directly."
"..."
The reporters in the North finally calmed down and lined up obediently.
It's nothing to offend Archduke Conor. The North is cold and barren, and all walks of life are hard to deal with. Journalists are sometimes no different from pirates. If you want to get ahead, you have to be more ruthless than others.
They are not afraid of being beaten to death by Duke Connaught. If they are really beaten to death, they will die gloriously, and maybe they can even boast a few words.
But without news, that is absolutely impossible.
First of all, a tall and muscular reporter stood out. He was as strong as a bear and had a ferocious face. It made people feel that he might have entered the wrong profession, and that the career of pirates with no bright future was suitable for him.
Renn thought he was a bit like Wen Xi, and he looked friendly, so he was ranked first.
The brawny reporter said angrily:
"Grand Duke Connaught, within one month, you have become the most powerful person on par with the three kings. May I ask how you practice? Do you have a big secret? Don't be so stingy. Tell me."
Anna: "..."
(ー_ー)!!, is this a reporter?
I feel like a bandit.
Ren didn't think it was a big problem. They said please at least, so he said with a smile:
"Many people have asked me this question. It's just a matter of normal cultivation. It's very simple, as long as you have hands."
The burly reporter was stunned, looked at his hands, his face twitched slightly, and he retreated.
Are my hands fake?
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Then, another girl with heavy makeup came up.
She was dressed very coolly, wearing a red short-sleeved jacket, which exposed her collarbone and lower abdomen. She seemed to be wearing no underwear, and the white outline of her chest was vaguely visible.
Renn raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you really a reporter?"
"certainly."
The hot girl with heavy makeup held a cigarette in her mouth, took a few shots of his face with a camera, puffed out smoke and said, "Occasionally, I kill a few pirates, take a picture of how they looked like they were pissing before they died, and take it
Sell newspapers to earn some money for cigarettes and alcohol."
Renn: "..."
Then you are great.
The tough girl stared at him with burning eyes and asked:
"Grand Duke Conor, what treasures are there in Pluto's tomb? Can you share one or two of them with me?"
Renn automatically ignored her next sentence and said:
"There are treasures. There are many treasures. I won't list them all. Anyway, I have taken them all. You are welcome to rob me."
The tough girl rolled her eyes at him, and before retreating, she reached out and touched his face.
"Very handsome. I'm a reporter from Haijiao Daily. Come to our newspaper office and you can fuck me in the office for free. You can even take photos."
"..."
Who are these people?
Then it was the turn of a young reporter with a scarred face. He looked like a man with a story, his face was full of vicissitudes of life, and he had a skull necklace hanging around his neck.
"Grand Duke Connaught, I heard that your wife ran away."
The young reporter was so bold that he spoke very deliberately. His words frightened his colleagues, but he glanced at the beautiful Anna and asked, "So you are... looking for a new love?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "My wife didn't run away, and she can't run away. The person who lives is mine and dies is my ghost."
Ren's face was calm, with an indescribable domineering look on his face, and he put his arms around Anna's slender waist, "As for this, she is also my woman."
"Aren't you afraid of a fire in the backyard if you are so charming?"
"Don't be afraid. When you are as handsome and strong as me, you won't be afraid either."
"..."
The rebellious young reporters choked and were frightened by the domineering spirit and retreated.
Before going down, he even extended his right thumb with a look of admiration.
The maid was hugged by Ren's waist in front of reporters. Her expression remained unchanged, but her eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.
What's going on? Why is he so bold this time?
I used to be as afraid of the Valkyrie as my grandson.
Renn: [Your Majesty, I have been given a hard time by reporters. Don’t mind if you see some news about me. They are all nonsense and cannot be taken seriously.]
Valkyrie: [Oh.]
Ren suddenly felt a little sad.
Even if he pretends to be cool in front of reporters, he has to explain to his wife for fear of offending her.
In the past, when he saw a beautiful girl, he dared to flirt with her, he dared to think of ways to get her into bed, and he was not afraid of others calling him a dirty stallion.
But now...
I'm so scared, I'm finally lying in the grave of love.
Ren lamented in his heart and dealt with these reporters casually.
"Grand Duke Connaught, has Hades become a god?" A reporter came forward and asked.
"It's done."
"Who is stronger, you or Pluto?"
"..."
MD, can you speak and ask questions like this?
Ren said expressionlessly: "They are better than you anyway, and you will never be able to see their backs in this life."
"..."
The reporter was scolded.
"Grand Duke Conor, the Nightmare Lord is dead, and the Vampire Lord Mark is also dead. They are all related to you. Some strong Vampires are threatening in the underground world that the entire Vampire Clan will fight you until death."
"It doesn't matter."
Renn waved his hands casually, indicating that he didn't care.
Don't you want to fight to the death?
I should have stopped fighting to the death a long time ago, okay?
He even slept with the blood queen, the giant of the blood clan, and even endured the humiliation and betrayed her with a handsome man trick... Can he still reconcile with the blood clan now?
"Aren't you afraid that the powerful vampires will cause trouble for you?"
When Ren heard this, he patted his chest and said domineeringly: "Come on, I'll tell you the truth, I like vampire girls the most."
"Haha, what if it's the Bloody Queen who comes?" Some reporters asked.
"The words are left here, suppressing her with one hand, so that she will never be able to stand up again!"
"..."
Reporters: (*???)!!
He is domineering, he is really domineering. He is worthy of being the strongest of our human race. Even the Bloody Queen with a notorious reputation does not look down upon him.
Seeing the admiring looks in the reporters' eyes, Renn felt refreshed and somewhat elated.
Maid: "..."
It’s almost done (sweating soybeans).
Half an hour later, this group of tough reporters dispersed. Judging from the smiles on their faces, they must be quite satisfied with the results of the interview.
Ren was also very satisfied, got into the carriage with the maid, and headed towards the city center.
