this is my ark journey

The blood pressure climbed directly to the top, only one step away from the cerebral hemorrhage, the touch of goodbye, the change of W, all instantly disappeared.

"Engrave-er-cypress!!"

Under the watchful eyes of a group of captives crouching down with their heads in their arms, Ren chased Ceobe all over the ground with his scabbard, jumping around for a while.

This farce happened to be seen by Garson and W, and the old mercenary was dumbfounded.

Hey, you are Kazdel's hero after all, can you talk about your image!

"Hahaha!" W clutched his stomach, laughing backwards and forwards, the same smile, but completely different from his usual weird smile.

"What are you laughing at?" The old mercenary was speechless, because he was surrounded by a group of psychopaths.

W wiped away the tears from laughing, pointing at Ren who was riding on Ceobe's back and rubbing the dog's head angrily, his eyes were bright.

"Because he's still that bastard! I underestimated him!"

Money, fame and fortune move people's hearts, but for Ashes——

It's just dirt!

Chapter 140 Seven Follow You, I'm Peace of Mind!

Boom, boom, boom...

The sun was rising, and uniform footsteps stepped on the main road of the king's city. The Tower of Babel army took a short rest and entered the city today.

It's a pity that there are no cheering crowds on both sides of the street. This city was originally the residence of the nobles. Before the battle, they basically fled to the north to seek refuge.

Teresia didn't care about the worship of the people, and even wished that all the people in the city would run away, so that the houses could be distributed to the common people. After several years of civil war, there were countless displaced people.

Her Royal Highness was standing in a black convertible, waving to the few people who came to welcome her. Since she had just been assassinated, there were guards on both sides of the roof.

Ren, who had put on the undead team suit again, stood on the eaves, watching condescendingly.

"A black convertible car, a waving head of state, tsk, I always feel very dangerous."

"What are you talking about, Ren." Hedley next to him hangs his left arm on his chest, obviously not understanding the complaint.

"It's nothing, it's just that you're almost useless, why don't you hide in the hospital and chat with the nurse lady, what are you doing here." Ren looked at the head of the Cardinals. He also worked hard yesterday.

Hedley took on the task of mopping up the periphery, and the degree of completion was also very beautiful. From the beginning to the end, the defenders of the city wall were unable to interfere with the battle in the palace.

"There are too many things, I can't sleep, but Ren, are you really unwilling to accept that honor?" Hedley pointed to the convertible car at the front of the queue, and Teresia specially sent someone to invite Ren to share the honor. Cheng, as the conqueror, was the first to step into the royal city.

This is simply the glory Sarkaz dreamed of!

"It's just a false name. I took this city with my own hands. What kind of formalism are you doing? And you didn't go there either?"

"It's unseemly to walk in front with one hand hanging. We can only let Garson and the others take their place."

Hedley shook his head with a smile. The cardinal was walking behind the convertible, and a group of mercenaries were all red, and they might not be able to blow it all their lives.

Carson held his head high, with the medals from his previous military service still hanging on his chest. Next to him was Ines in a black military uniform, but the girl had a stern face, as if she was quite impatient.

"Why do you feel that Ines is not happy?"

"Ah, W challenged her, saying it was a competition to see who was more eye-catching. Ines specially went to change into a military uniform, but W let the pigeons go."

Hedley's smile froze immediately, thinking that after going through so many things, the strange ones in the regiment didn't make any progress at all.

"Then where did W go?"

"I don't know, anyway, I have to feed Keobe again, or I'm in a daze somewhere." Ren lay on the roof, resting his hands behind his head, enjoying the warm winter day.

He heard the sound of rumbling footsteps, but he felt very peaceful.

Hedley also sat down, and asked with great interest: "I heard that His Highness appointed you the Marquess of Brandon and the Deputy Speaker of the Parliament. Are you refusing all of them?"

"Hmph, I can still brag and fuck you here after accepting those things? I'm afraid I will be surrounded by people like monkeys below, and will be overwhelmed by countless documents after returning to the temporary palace." Ren rolled his eyes, but It is without the slightest regret.

Merit is merit, talent is ability, and he has to do things after receiving money. Even if he wants to control life and death, he is used to using swords instead of power.

Besides, Kazdel is now in ruins, the royal city is seriously damaged, the most fertile plain is polluted by natural disasters, the remnants of Tracys are entrenched in the north, and the surrounding neighboring countries are about to move.

In this situation, can he be an idle prince and enjoy the glory and wealth?I'm afraid it's almost the same if 007 is bald.

"The reason for your refusal is novel. Others can't help but want this kind of exhaustion." Hedley smiled wryly, and asked again: "You really like to eat and sleep in the open?"

"I'm not a masochist, it's just that no one can force me to do what I don't want to do, even if it's not rare to send this piece of land up."

"Sounds very clear."

"No, I'm just self-willed. In some places, I'm even more self-willed than W. Explain to the people below for me. Don't let him look at me like a great hero in the future."

Hedley nodded and understood. The cardinals are all freaks, and it’s okay to have multiple masochists. He pursed his lips and had to put aside the old topic of changing the team leader.

"I will pass on the words, but what to do next, and how will the brothers of the Corps who want to change careers be arranged?"

Now the Cardinals have entered a period of confusion again, the civil war has basically come to an end, and many people have saved enough money.

Ren thought for a moment, and replied casually: "You can leave as you like, as for the next step, we still have a lot to do, you don't really think Sarkaz is out of suffering, do you?"

"Of course not. Until Kazdel is really stable and the ore disease is completely resolved, the suffering will last forever." Hedley's mind is very clear, he just regrets the loss of those veterans.

"Seeking common ground while reserving differences, the worst case is to dig the corner of the Tower of Babel. That group of idealists is very suitable, and they want to save all infected people from suffering."

"Oh, I forgot that you are a great hero. Just raise your arms and call, and I don't know how many people will come."

"Hedley, when did you learn to be yin and yang." Ren clenched his fists and rattled.

"I'm telling the truth, everyone calls you Abyss Conqueror Rennes now, it sounds very majestic." Hedley showed an envious look, and was depressed for a while, "In the end, he gave me the nickname of 'Black Armor' .”

"Very simple, I wish I could be called 'a useless man'."

"And then you surprise people?"

Hahaha!

The two men laughed, and Hedley stood up and wiped the ashes off his buttocks.

"Ren, it's really reassuring to be able to follow you."

"A big man said such nasty things, don't let people misunderstand." Ren had a lesson from last time, looked to both sides with a guilty conscience, and said after finding no one: "Help me find a messenger back."

"Reply?" Hedley remembered the letter paper that Ryan raised last time.

"Well, it's almost time to report to work, remember to find a professional."

Hedley looked meaningful, nodded and said, "You'd better not let W know."

"None of her business."

Ren picked up a tile and threw it away. Seeing that Hedley quickly jumped off the roof, he laughed dumbfounded.

The dilapidated streets, the rumbling troops, and the warm sunshine all seemed comfortable. To him, some things were like dung, while some things were more important.

"Jaredin, you can't be satisfied yet, everything is just the beginning."

The road ahead is still difficult, what Rennes promised can only be said to be completed in stages, and then there are two major events.

One, keep Kazdel's victory.

Two, solve the mysteries of this world.

Both of these things require the Tower of Babel, so he is desperate to turn the tide of the battle. At least there is a country as a backup, which is much easier than walking alone.

But everything is based on personal strength, without strength, he would have died in the underground black market long ago.

Ren once had a guess that the evolution of fire comes from souls of different natures, rather than simply accumulating numbers, so it is impossible for his footsteps to stay in one place for a long time.

'I still have to see Teresia, after all, we both go to the same destination, and it is best to accomplish several things together. '

Ren, who was warmed from the sun, got up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and looked at the spacious mansion next to the ruins.

What he wants to conquer is not only the abyss, but also this land!

Chapter 140 Eight To The End Of The World!

People are not afraid of confusion, not afraid of hardships, but afraid of stagnation and lying down as lazy dogs.

After all, as long as people don't stop, the road will extend forward.

When there is no goal, Ren is the ultimate lazy dog, but with a goal, his diligence is frightening.

The royal city has just been captured, and the ruins have not been cleaned up. The Tower of Babel uses a mansion as a temporary palace, and messengers keep coming in and out, like a bustling market.

Ren went to see Teresia, but Ascalon told him that His Highness was too busy and asked him to wait in the lounge.

Of course, this is not a ostentation. Teresia was almost overwhelmed by the documents that flew in like snowflakes. In the past, the three giants of the Tower of Babel performed their duties.

The doctor is in charge of daily affairs, Kelsey is in charge of research, and Teresia is the mascot. Now one is in a coma and the other is on a business trip. Only the princess is left. Naturally, it is miserable.

You must know that the doctor is a perennial 007 fierce man, and his efficiency in handling affairs is comparable to that of a computer, so that Teresia can happily cultivate the land and repair the house. When it is her turn to come by herself, anyway, the lights did not go out all night yesterday.

'I knew it, luckily I didn't get on that thief boat. '

Ren strolled in the corridor, compared to a group of operators who hurried past, it was like shopping in a vegetable market.

If he agrees to the reward and becomes Teresia's subordinate, as the most famous person in the Tower of Babel, shouldn't he share His Highness' worries?

If you don't do it, you will inevitably get stabbed in the back. If you do it, Ren can't keep his hairline.

"Ren Ren, this house is so dilapidated, I clearly remember that there are many paintings on the walls." Ceobe followed like a tail, obviously forgetting the screams that were repaired yesterday.

"Those works of art were sold by Teresia, saying they were in exchange for food."

"Feed everyone? Teresia is such a nice person!"

Ceobe's logic is very simple, people are good if they are full, and Renn didn't refute her. Except for being a bit dazed at certain times, Teresia is a wise man from any angle.

"Ren, Ren, I'm hungry, when is lunch?"

"Ren, why didn't you tell me where the restaurant is."

"The operators are eating snacks, they look delicious."

The silly dog ​​kept talking, which made Renn not in the mood to observe the people in the Babel Tower, especially because she was so embarrassing, staring straight at the bread in the hands of a female operator, who was really bad for her. Sorry, I gave half of it to her, but Ceobe finished eating in two bites, and then stared at the hands of others.

The operator was stunned for a while, looked at Ren, and said hesitantly: "Master Ren, just, even if you are a great hero, you have to take good care of the girl!"

Grass, when did I abuse her?

It was obvious that Keobe was ashamed, but the blame was placed on him. Ren would not lose his temper with a girl and run away with a silly dog. Before he ran a few steps, he saw a guy who made him even more troublesome is coming.

W was looking around in the corridor when he saw Ren's eyes light up.

"Hey, it really is here."

"Didn't I tell you to let you move freely, why did you come here?"

"Hey, you care where I go." W didn't recognize any abyss conqueror, and pulled out a book from his waist and threw it over. It turned out to be the introduction to the guitar that Renn gave her before the war.

"Give up so soon?"

"Fart, I've already learned it." W looked up proudly, and gritted his teeth again seeing Ren's suspicious expression.

"What? If you don't believe me, follow me!"

Of course Ren didn't believe it. It's only been a few days, and he's been fighting and killing people these days. How can he have time to practice guitar? Besides, besides knives, swords and crossbows on the battlefield, who the hell has nothing to do with a guitar.

Under the envious eyes of the operators, the three of them turned left and right, and came to a certain room on the third floor of the mansion. W put his hand on the doorknob and didn't push it open for a long time.

"What's the matter, can't you pretend anymore?" Ren fired at the back.

W ignored him, rolled his eyes, pointed to the stairs and said, "Ceobe, do you smell the fragrance?"

Shagou subconsciously raised his nose, and his lifeless face suddenly became agitated.

"Smell it!"

"The kitchen is making lunch, why don't you hurry up and try it?"

"Okay! Ren, I'm going!" Ceobe cheered and ran away.

Ren maintained the posture of raising his hand, the silly dog ​​ran too fast, he only grabbed the air, froze for a moment, and turned his head aggressively.

"W, do you want to be expelled from the Tower of Babel, even dare to make such a joke?"

With Ceobe going, I'm afraid it wasn't because the operators lost all their lunch, and then the operators who had been busy all morning would kill people.

W shrugged and said indifferently: "Don't worry, the Tower of Babel won't be so stingy. After all, everyone knows that Ceobe is your little Qingren, a majestic conqueror of the abyss, so you don't lose face at all."

Ren was stunned for a moment. He didn't know whether he was harmed by his reputation or his character. It took him a long time to wipe his face.