Hearing Bill's reminder, Renn was a little surprised. It was normal to think about it. Matt's ability to be cool for so long may be related to some master-level extraordinary beings.
However, he was not afraid and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will take action and I will take action if there is an accident."
This time the main purpose is to test his subordinates, but if uncontrollable factors arise, he will not stand aside and watch.
"As long as you know what's going on, I hate that guy too!" Bill nodded and said coldly.
He had several conflicts with Matt. After all, he had a wide circle of friends, and some of his friends were addicted to drugs like Leo's brother.
"Call the company and ask Garcia and the others to get ready. We'll start in the next few days," Ren said with a smile.
It's been more than half a month since I killed Marquis Clow, and I've been feeling a little itchy lately.
"Okay, no problem." Bill agreed immediately.
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After declining Bill's suggestion to stay at his house, Ren walked out of the villa. He still had things to deal with tonight.
The moonlight was dancing, the autumn evening was exceptionally cool, and the fragrance of flowers and shrubs filled the air.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, the street lights have been turned on, and there are still many pedestrians on the street. This is a tourist city, much more prosperous than the city of Diramo.
After asking some passers-by, Ren gradually walked to the Blooming Flower Center Square in Wilton City. An 8-meter-high white stone monument stood in the center of the square.
Looking at this wordless tablet with a smooth surface and no patterns or words engraved on it, Ren's expression gradually became serious.
This is a "slate of time". This material has no special use other than being strong and immortal.
This was left here by William the Conqueror about 800 years ago. There are several huge formations connected under the stone slab. Even a saint cannot easily shake or steal it.
Ren slowly walked under the white stone slab, reached into his trouser pocket and took out a black rectangular stone.
Engraved on it is a name─Sophie William Clement.
This is the name of the eldest princess of the Kingdom of Faloran, and this black stone was given to him by Keisha.
There was no one in the square. Ren hesitated for a moment, then pointed the small black stone at an inconspicuous groove at the bottom of the stone slab and pressed it lightly.
Click─
A very slight trembling sound reached his ears, but there was still no abnormality on the ancient stone slabs.
Without hesitation, Ren quickly placed his right palm on the cold stone surface.
Boom!
In an instant, a huge roar echoed in his mind like muffled thunder. Renn's spirit fluctuated violently, and his consciousness became somewhat blurred.
His body couldn't help shaking slightly and his teeth chattered. He suppressed the feeling of nausea and dizziness and remained calm.
After a while, his tense spirit gradually relaxed, and the images of rushing water, gurgling clear springs, and surging waves... all flashed through his mind.
It feels like you are flying in the sky, but also like you are under the sea. It is a bit depressing, but also a bit drifting. It is a very strange and contradictory feeling.
Not long after, lines of text appeared in my mind out of thin air, and then, beating runes shone out one by one.
Ren quickly scanned the information and remembered it in his heart. The words disappeared soon after, but the runes were still flickering.
They first outline thin tubes, which continue to extend, branch, and recycle... and finally form a meridian map of the human body.
Then, the pattern slowly changed, like a stone thrown into the calm sea, with ripples spreading out layer by layer.
Boom!
There was another roar, and countless waves floated up, quickly condensing in the air, forming several large characters - Demon Killing Art, Rotating Tide.
This is the last scene. Renn instantly exited the fugue state, and a faint blue light flashed in his eyes.
He glanced at the groove at the bottom of the stone slab. The black stone inlaid on it had turned into powder.
Obviously, you only have one chance, and it all depends on you how much you gain.
Looking around, no one found anything unusual. Ren sighed, feeling a little complicated.
He was being treated like a softie again, and he didn't know how to repay the beauty's kindness. Unknowingly, he had become so entangled with her.
"Forget it, at worst, I'll pledge myself to you."
After muttering shamelessly to himself, Ren stopped thinking about it. He was the one who had been taking advantage. He didn't understand why Kesha was in such deep trouble.
After walking out of the central square and asking several enthusiastic citizens for directions, Renn came to a clothing store with a door sign that read - Liuying Clothing Store.
The store is still open, but of course, there are no customers inside. There is nothing we can do about it, the name is too discouraging.
Little Widow's Hospital, Love Affair Apartment, Liu Ying Clothing Store, Renne is speechless sometimes, these are all crappy names.
Not all the strongholds of the Witcher Association are so unorthodox, but in Falorland, they all have the same taste, and I don’t know which bastard has led the way.
Da da da da, Ren quickly walked into the store and saw a middle-aged man with twin ponytails standing in front of a full-length mirror, posing.
"Guest, do you need any help?
I'm good at getting dressed and taking off clothes."
The man wearing jeans, a black shirt and a pair of ponytails said with a smile.
His voice is not effeminate, on the contrary, it is very rich and powerful.
Unable to complain, Ren suppressed his discomfort and handed him the Demon Hunting Certificate and the Demon Hunting Ring.
The man took the certificate, walked to a table, carefully read the information on the certificate, and then placed the Hunting Ring on a silver metal ball.
While checking his ID, he said: "Do you think my hairstyle is handsome? Ever since I got this hairstyle, I have a 100% chance of turning heads when I walk on the street."
Ever since I got mentally ill, I have become more energetic.
Cursing in his heart, Renn said casually: "It's not bad, it has the style of an avant-garde performance artist. There are indeed a lot of talents here, leading the fashion trend."
He couldn't help but wonder if Wilton City was teeming with mentally ill people and it might as well be renamed Arkham City.
"Haha, it's done. Here it is, Master Ackerman." The middle-aged man smiled boldly and handed the certificate and the demon hunter ring back to Ren.
Seemingly aware of his doubts, the middle-aged man explained: "I don't have any special quirks, but my wife left early and I became like this in order to make my daughter happy."
No way, my baby girl likes to see his hairstyle.
He was a good man, and Ren admired him a little. He didn't know if he would find other ways to make them happy when he had children.
He didn't think much about it, it was too early and he was not mentally prepared to be a father.
"In the fitting room, just open two doors in a row." The middle-aged uncle said.
Ren nodded, walked into the fitting room on the side, passed through two nanmu doors, and entered a long corridor.
When he entered the mission hall, he unexpectedly found an acquaintance.
