For the citizens of Melova City, the recent period has been tumultuous.
Gonzalez's visit, Director Carl's declaration of war, the Dark Prince's attack, the King's Festival, the annual auction... one after another major events came one after another.
After finally waiting for the popularity of these things to subside a little, negative news and various black materials about Sir Ackerman, who has been in the limelight recently, began to spread everywhere.
It was probably after the auction that some small and medium-sized newspapers began to expose the negative information about Ren Ackerman.
"Shocked! Master Ackerman, the most popular young powerhouse recently, is a shameful warmonger!"──"Plain Plains Evening News"
"Exclusive reveal! Sir Ackerman is actually the controller behind the evil Thorn Security Company, a combination of a careerist and an evil mercenary company..."──"Morning Daily"
"Revealing the news, how the superficially glamorous Master Ackerman rose from an insidious villain step by step to clear his name..."──"Faroran Explorer" magazine.
The titles are all exaggerated and sensational, and they have the style of fellow travelers on the earth.
On the Roman Square.
"Hey, what's going on in these newspapers recently? Is it true or false about Sir Ackerman?"
An office worker in a suit and ties got off the carriage with a look of surprise on his face, shaking the newspaper he had just read in his hand.
His companion shook his head:
"I don't know. This kind of news suddenly increased. It feels like someone is targeting Master Ackerman."
"Who knows, there is no smoke without fire, what kind of young talent in the kingdom, maybe that Sir Ackerman is really a villain and scumbag..." Someone sneered.
over time.
Rumors spread that Ryan Ackerman was colluding with the indigenous Kangao people, selling arms, and provoking disputes.
At the same time, Thorns Security Company killed innocent people indiscriminately, made war profits, carried out violent activities, and caused a lot of negative news about bloody conflicts.
Ordinary citizens were talking a lot, while many nobles were watching.
The situation is treacherous, and the various forces have different reactions. Some are trying to help to show their goodwill, some are preparing to add insult to injury, and some are planning to remain on the sidelines...
And as these news spread, the originally lively and festive atmosphere as the New Year was approaching became a bit more subtle.
………
Ten Leaf Clover Hotel, in a certain room.
"Captain, it seems he is in trouble."
"Holy White Sword" Michelle, who was drinking afternoon tea, frowned slightly and put down several newspapers in his hand.
Although these are articles published by some small and medium-sized newspapers and magazines, there are no authoritative major newspapers involved.
But the number of articles is large enough to arouse public discussion.
If it's not handled well, Rainn Ackerman's reputation will be completely ruined.
"Interesting, the old nobles suppressed dissenters? Some underground organizations seem to have emerged. It feels familiar... the demons are also involved?
But this has nothing to do with us. Whether that young man is the prophesied ‘son of the stars’ or is a variable, it has nothing to do with the church.”
Gonzalez, the leader of the Knights Templar, put down the black tea in his cup, his light blue pupils as deep as a pool of water.
Michelle and Renn worked together to kill the clone of the Demonic Archduke in the Demon Realm... It was not difficult for the church to deduce his origin.
The Demon-Slaying Technique coupled with the nature of the star power locked his identity.
"Then...we don't have to worry about it?"
Michelle's paralyzed face rarely showed some hesitation.
He still admires Rennes as a teammate, and the potential and strength shown by him are worthy of friendship and goodwill.
Although he often has a dead face, Michelle is by no means ignorant of the ways of the world. Making friends with a genius with amazing talent and potential will bring many benefits to the church.
"Even if the church wants to be nice, it can't help much."
Gonzalez shook his head. He could see that the young demon hunter master was in quite a lot of trouble this time.
These days, he and Carl the Butcher have finally finished their negotiations, and will return to the St. Joan Empire today. Michelle also has other tasks... The church can't be of much help.
"Yes, our influence in the Kingdom of Faloran is too small."
Michelle took a sip of green tea and sighed softly.
A hundred years ago, the St. Joan Empire and Faloran finally had an armistice.
The Church of Light has obtained the power to preach in the Kingdom of Falorland.
However, with the hundreds of years of grievances between the Kingdom of Falorland and the Empire, and the church, plus the agreement that saints of the church are not allowed to enter... one can imagine the difficulty of preaching here.
Even today, with the hostility from the royal family and nobles to the common people, the church does not have much influence in Falorland.
Moreover, the church is seriously lacking experts in the Kingdom of Falorland.
Not to mention the departing leader, apart from him, there is only one other temple-level transcendent in the entire kingdom, Cardinal Anthony.
Two or three big cats and kittens.
"For the church, the selection of saints is the most important thing at the moment. I am leaving. Michelle, you should stay in the Kingdom of Falorland. It is best to go to the royal capital Wisteria City quickly to help Bishop Anthony preside over the selection of saints.
matters."
After giving a few instructions, Gonzalez stood up.
Without saying any more words of farewell, he opened the door and left.
Michelle just watched the group leader leave expressionlessly.
After a moment, he reached out and picked up a few newspapers on the table, and a blazing golden flame burst out from his fingers:
"The filth in the world cannot be burned away!"
The blazing holy flames jumped and burned the newspaper in an instant.
………
Two days later.
The fiery red sun shines brightly in the afternoon, and rays of sunshine flow among the green branches and leaves of the potted plants, giving a touch of golden glow to the shiny green leaves.
"This group of clickbait."
Holding a few newspapers that smeared him, Ren's mouth twitched slightly.
'The people in these newspapers are really talented people. They can definitely go to work in the UC Shock Department and the British BBC.'
Ren complained a few words in his mind, and was naturally unhappy with being criticized: "It's no use just talking, in the end, you have to rely on your fists to make your voice heard. Hey, a bunch of chickens and dogs, let's see who can beat whom to death this time!"
"
"Boss, I think it's better for us to calm down.
It's hard for two fists to defeat four hands, so why don't we escape...ahem, boss, how about we shift our strategy?"
Cowboy Garcia had a cold sweat on his forehead as he flipped through a document left by Princess Sophie a few days ago──to be precise, it was a list of enemies!
"Calm down! Why are you so cowardly? Don't be afraid, just do it!"
On the balcony, Ren's nostrils were turned upward and he spoke domineeringly.
The iron-clad attitude of that man surprised Cowboy Garcia for a moment.
This is inconsistent with the boss's usual despicable and cunning style!
Garcia has also experienced a lot of ups and downs, and is not timid, and ordinary scenes cannot scare him.
But... there are too many enemies above this time!
A large group of nobles on the edge of the plain, several underground gray organizations with influence across various countries, and the entire ghoul clan... these three forces were eyeing them at the same time.
After just learning that his boss and Thorns Security Company had offended so many people, Cowboy Garcia felt bad.
"Boss, I'm really not a coward.
We need to be sensible and not fight head-on... As long as the people are there, we can open up the situation by developing the empire!"
Seeing that Ren seemed very stubborn and planned to fight against the large group of enemies, Garcia persuaded him earnestly.
"Reason? How can we eat rationality?!"
On the balcony, Ren was grinning widely, but there was no warmth in his smile.
Boss, you have changed and become swollen... Garcia twitched the corner of his mouth and hurriedly explained:
"Boss, that's not what I meant. What I meant is how about we change our strategy like last time?"
As long as the green hills remain, he won't be afraid of running out of firewood. Anyway, he is used to it.
When the boss made such a big mistake on the plain, he quickly passed the blame to "Weirdo" Zorro and fled overnight.
He ran so fast that the enemy couldn't even see the horse's butt!
The result was that they were all safe and sound, but Zoro, the scapegoat, failed to escape in time and was caught by the demons who had nowhere to vent, and had one of his arms broken...
"Garcia, what are you looking at? Could it be that in your eyes, I only know how to blame others and escape...and change my strategy?!"
Ren stared with dead eyes, raised his leg and lightly kicked the cowboy.
'Is not it?'
He cursed in his heart, and Garcia looked a little aggrieved after being kicked.
He also knew why the boss didn't take anyone away this time.
It's not that the boss suddenly became bold and upright, but that Thorns Security Company has grown so big that it's not easy to escape.
Moreover, running away is equivalent to giving up the foundation, and all the hard work before has been in vain.
"No need to persuade, no matter how many enemies there are, it doesn't matter. In my eyes, they are all scum anyway. I will accept them as much as you want!"
Ren said domineeringly and without fear.
He has decided to give the enemy a head-on blow!
Seeing that Ren was so confident, as if he was possessed by the Sun King, the Storm God came, and Cowboy Garcia was also infected.
His expression gradually calmed down and he was no longer as panicked as before.
After calming down, the cowboy also knew that escaping was not an option after all:
"Boss, there are so many enemies, who should we kill first?"
There are three enemies.
First, there was an interest alliance composed of some nobles on the edge of the plain, led by the Earl of Wilton, the Earl of Ange, Viscount Pierre, etc.
Then there are several underground gray organizations, headed by a large transnational criminal group - the "Night Clown"!
Finally, there is revenge from the ghoul clan. The main enemies are some of the demons that Duke Marcus can mobilize.
"What's the point? Of course I'm picking on the weak!" Renn smiled coldly, his words containing a bone-chilling murderous intent.
"The Alliance of Nobles?" Garcia replied.
"That's right!"
Strictly speaking, that noble alliance is not weak at all.
But Ren and them are not mortal enemies. They are just conflicts of interest arising from the rise of Thorn Security Company. Moreover, they are both nobles of the kingdom and cannot attack each other uncontrollably.
So there is no need to fight to the death, just let them retreat before the difficulties.
The cowboy asked, "How?"
"I remember that the company has also acquired several newspapers. Isn't it just a smear campaign? Then let's hurt each other! Inform Susanna and ask our newspaper to release some black materials about those nobles as a counterattack."
Ren said coldly.
"Information from drug lord Matt?" the cowboy asked.
"That's right!"
When Thorns Security Company wiped out the influence of drug lord Matt, they obtained a lot of shady information afterwards.
How could a drug lord have been able to escape justice in that area for twenty years without secretly colluding with some local nobles?
Drug lord Matt is also a member of the underground organization ─ "Night Clown", so he can take advantage of both black and white.
Exposing this part of the black material was enough to make the nobles scramble, but it was not enough and could not solve the problem.
"Also, didn't they say that we colluded with the indigenous people? We can secretly provoke conflicts between Kangao and the nobles, right?"
Renn showed a hint of amusement.
"Yes, but what if the situation gets out of control?" Garcia looked hesitant.
At least 20,000 Kangao people live in the tent area built by the company.
During this period, according to the instructions of Boss Ren, many employees of the company almost deceived the unseen indigenous people into losing their way. Not only did they find ways to make money from them, but they also became brothers with them...
With this layer of plastic brotherhood, it's not a problem at all to provoke someone in the dark.
But once it gets out of control, the consequences will be serious. The indigenous people are not weak, and a conflict with the nobles will seriously affect the situation in the plains, giving the demons an opportunity to take advantage of it.
"It won't get out of control. The war is coming. Because of the huge threat of the demons, the natives and nobles must exercise restraint and patience."
Renn's words were full of sarcasm.
This kind of dog-eat-dog show is his favorite.
"Boss, you are awesome, but your methods are dirtier!"
Garcia nodded, feeling very impressed.
With the exposure of dirty information and conflicts with the natives, the nobles in the plains area will have no time to take care of themselves.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At least all the methods that can be used on the surface have been abolished. As for the secret methods... Thorn Security Company is a mercenary company, and there are many desperadoes!
I'm not afraid of you secretly making small moves, but those upright restrictive measures are a bit difficult to deal with.
Da da da……
Cowboy Garcia's footsteps sounded in the living room. He walked downstairs, preparing to call Susanna.
Renn turned around and entered Kesha's bedroom before, and pulled out a small black box from the bedside table.
Light blue light flowed from his fingers and poured into the box. Shining lines outlined a six-pointed star pattern on the black outer wall of the box.
Click~
With a slight tremor, the box opened automatically, and inside were placed some photo stones and photos full of artistic flavor.
Among them are several sexy photos of Valkyrie with a shy look on her face, wearing only lace underwear, which were taken by Master Renn in her boudoir with a camera.
Lane actually wanted to take some beautiful photos with more artistic value.
However, Valkyrie disagreed, saying that she would only allow him to do this if the two of them were truly married.
"A little couple fun."
With a smile on his face, Ren looked through the photo album he had taken for Valkyrie. Then, he slowly pulled out a photo hidden in a hidden compartment.
In the photo, there is a very beautiful and seductive woman.
Her long burgundy hair hangs down like waves, her fair face is flawless, her red lips are sexy and charming, her nose is straight and her eyes are watery and enchanting.
She has a graceful figure, a slender waist, long legs, a flat and smooth lower abdomen, and her skin is like ice and snow, as warm and shiny as jade, making people's blood flow.
This is a beautiful wife, a pretty widow to be precise.
The key is - she dedicated herself to art and didn't wear any clothes at all!
It is also the photo with the most artistic value in Lane's possession.
When it comes to the origin of this photo, it’s a tortuous and bizarre story.
This beautiful widow once had a scheming rivalry with Renn, and the two battled wits and courage... She was the only woman besides Kesha who had successfully calculated against Master Renn.
"Hey, it's time to use this card."
Staring at this stunning woman and vicious widow in the photo, a strange smile appeared on Renn's face.
This is a smile that is as sinister and creepy as an old man's.
