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The dark clouds in the gloomy sky covered the sky above Alterberg. The wet water molecules in the air formed fog almost visible to the naked eye, shuttled back and forth through the streets and alleys of the city, wreaking havoc and soaking pedestrians' clothes.

Two carriages were speeding past the streets, and the thick wheels squeezed the sputtered sewage on the pedestrians on the roadside without mercy. They looked at them but dared not speak out. Someone whispered, and a horse whip "pia" sucked over like lightning, sucking on the man.

Looking at the thorn wreath badge made of gold on the carriage, the ragged woman on the roadside covered the child's mouth tightly, for fear that he would make his words rude and annoy the nobles on the carriage.

Looking at the dilapidated street outside the carriage, Renne's eyes turned slightly before turning his head to look at the guy sitting opposite him, "I don't like this, but I have to be here." His tone was filled with dissatisfaction and ridicule, "Thieves, robbers, murderers, *** liars..., this is a damn city!"

The middle-aged man sitting opposite Rennes was wearing a dark red dovetail dress, with a decent and supple collar. The collar of the white lace shirt held his green chin tightly like green leaves. He had a very handsome face. The years had precipitated the charm and fragrance, exuding an intoxicating mature atmosphere. He smiled indifferently, flicked his fingers, and took out an exquisite silver cigarette box from his pocket. The cigarette box was inlaid with a circle of fine gems, and the emerald as thick as a thumb in the middle flashed with a bright emerald luster under the gentle light of the solidification lighting technique.

He opened the cigarette box, dug out a small piece of cigarette brick with a silver knife with only a delicate palm, filled it into a pipe carved with dragon blood wood, lowered his head slightly and raised the pipe to signal. Renn shook his head. He didn't like this way of smoking. The man snapped his fingers on his own, and suddenly sparks appeared out of thin air ignited the cigarette blocks in the pipe trough, and a rich fragrance immediately filled the carriage.

This tobacco brick is a special product of the half-dragon man. It is a special supply for the enjoyment of the nobles only. It is said that this tobacco is planted in the living area of ​​the dragon clan, and the dragon clan ambergris often dripped, creating this special fragrance. Smoking this kind of cigarette will not cause any burden on the body, but will strengthen the body and increase mental power to a certain extent. It is an indispensable part of the nobles' daily life.

"I understand what you mean, but you have to figure it out. This is the final discussion of the Privy Council and the Imperial Council. You can treat it negatively, but you must not resist the result." The middle-aged nobleman laughed and pushed open the window of the carriage. A decadent smell was blown into the carriage with the wind. "Although there are all kinds of bad things here, it also has unique advantages."

Renn immediately showed an listening look. The man opposite was one of the seventy-two permanent members of the Imperial Parliament. He can be said to be the representative of the upper class of the entire Empire. He himself was one of the great nobles of the Empire.

"Altremberg may not be as prosperous as Alexandria or as rich as Wiki, but it is easier to achieve results here. The biggest dilemma you are facing now is not the extreme poverty of wealth, but you need to have your own power." The middle-aged man said a long sentence in one breath and took a breath. A few sparks suddenly appeared in the smoke from the pipe trough, and a gray smoke rose. "Govern Altremberg well, master this place, and change this place, and you have the capital to gain a foothold. Look at those great nobles, who does not have a rock-stable fiefdom? The fiefdom can not only provide you with sufficient wealth, but also provide you with a large number of troops and talents."

"What is a noble? Why are you so expensive if you don't step on hundreds of thousands or even more untouchables?"

The middle-aged man comforted him earnestly: "Remember, this is a test and an opportunity. As long as you manage Altrembourg well, I believe that those guys who shared the same woe with the Thorn Family in the past will not mind giving you another hand."

Renne nodded, remembering it in his heart.

The Orlando Empire had twelve golden families, four of which had completely perished in the long river of history. Among the only eight remaining branches, the Golden Lion became the imperial royal family, the Golden Scepter became the imperial prime minister, the Golden War Bear was named the Imperial Marshal, and the rest became the vassals of these three branches. And he, Renne Alcania, is the last blood successor of the Golden Thorn Family. Alcania, translated as a thorny stem in Orlando, is the thorny stem.

As the Twelve Golden Family, the Golden Thorns originally had a hereditary duke and a large number of feudal states. However, after several generations of political struggle and struggle, they were finally weakened little by little. Until now, only one hereditary baron is left, and the feudal state has completely become a thing of the past, and even the fiefdom has been revoked.

In March this year, March, known as the bleeding, the imperial capital broke out again in a cruel struggle. As a fence-bearing patriarch, Renn's father, once again stood in the wrong team. He was so angry that he went straight to meet the God of Light and left the mess to Renn. Fortunately, although my father was in the wrong team, he was one of the twelve golden families. He did not look at the monks and looked at the Buddha's face. The empire left some face for Renn. After all, he kicked him out of the capital and sent him to Altrembourg.

Located in the Weimar Corridor between the Orlando Empire and the Byron Empire, Altremberg is a very chaotic area. It brings together scum from the Orlando Empire and the Byron Empire and has become a paradise for crime. It is said that eleven nobles who have been sent here have died inexplicably during their tenures, and the empire has arrested them several times but ended up without any results.

It is conceivable how bad Renne was at this time.

What made Rennes even more happy was that he was not actually Rennes himself.

On the day when Renne's father was angry, Renne was assassinated in secret. Obviously, someone wanted to reduce the number of the Golden Family a little more, and succeeded and failed. The original Renne was indeed dead, but a new Renne was born.

As a result, the biggest villain in history, the executioner, racist, butcher, tyrant, was born.

Of course, at this time, Renn did not realize what changes a soul that traveled through time would bring to the world. He is now just a bad guy who was kicked out of the imperial capital and sent to the border. What's even more unlucky is that he has no help except fifty gold coins and a level five knight.

All the man in front of him could do is to temporarily let the forces in the city choose to wait and see. The only one who can really help Rennes is himself.
Chapter completed!