The battle ended quickly, and the winner was determined in one shot.

Renard was defeated badly, and if Bennett hadn't stopped it in time, he would have been beaten by Gilbert.

He was not lightly injured, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, not to mention that he even broke two ribs, but fortunately, the medical level in this world was good, and after finding a priest to release two holy lights, his chest cavity was not as painful as it was at the beginning.

However, although it didn't hurt in his body, his heart was very painful: "Respected Young Master Renard, the cost of bandages and medicine plus the treatment of the Holy Light Technique is a total of ten silver coins. ”

Looking at the smiling white-robed priest in front of him, Renard couldn't wait to slap him twice with a bow left and right.

However, considering the terrible consequences of offending the church, he still suppressed the impulse in his heart, and reluctantly took out ten silver coins and handed them over.

When the other party left the bedroom with a smile, he restrained his hypocritical smile and pushed the door shut.

"Bang!" After a muffled sound, the huge backlash from the door panel made Renard's chest ache again: "Shh ”

"Sorry, there is no obligation to inform the system. ”

"I'm your host!"

The system has no objection to this. ”

Renard was speechless for a moment, he lay on the bed, his heart was full of resentment: damn little bastard, dare to beat Lao Tzu, wait for Lao Tzu to recover from his injuries and then slowly settle accounts with you......

In the next few days, the inhabitants of Fort Saint-Brieux were surprised to find that their considered second ancestor had changed his temper and had not come to trouble him for several days.

According to the servants in the castle, Nishizu was afraid of the punishment of the gods, so he stayed at home and did not dare to come out.

When the residents heard this, they changed their minds about the gods again and began to pray silently that the second ancestor would never come out again, and at the same time bought a large number of indulgences from the church to atone for their sins against the gods.

Renard didn't know about it, and he was still enjoying life to the best of his ability, because he knew that his good days were probably numbered.

It's not that he thinks he has a mission to save the world and wants to go outside to eliminate violence and peace, but he suddenly received a system prompt last night.

"If the host creates a character successfully, the system forcibly starts the countdown of 1,095 days, and if the host's body is unable to bear the load, it will cause the host to die. ”

Renard was holding a cigar and staring out the window with his eyes distracted, secretly calculating that he had only three years to live.

He suddenly felt the urge to cry, and at the same time began to miss his game house life, but unfortunately he couldn't go back.

Not to mention being assigned to this bitter place by the system, he actually started the countdown to life: "System, I bought a watch last year." ”

System: "According to memory reading, you can't afford a watch." ”

“......”

Too lazy to argue with the system, Renard opened the interface in his mind with his last hope, and the cigar suddenly fell to the ground weakly, splashing sparks.

"The mission system has been successfully activated!"

"Kill Mission: Kill a hundred goblins, reward a little potential, and have zero percent completion. ”

"Kill Mission: Kill a hundred goblins, reward a little potential, and have a zero percent completion. ”

"Kill Mission: Kill ten bear goblins, reward a little potential, and have zero percent completion. ”

“......”

"Bounty Mission: Help Lady Tamara find her lost pet and reward her with 20 dinars. ”

"Bounty Mission: Help the tenants in the realm survive the cold winter and reward fifty dinars. ”

"Bounty Mission: Help Mr. Wilson recover the stolen medal of merit with a reward of 50 dinars and a random draw. ”

“......”

"Trigger Mission: Defeat Gilbert and reward ten potentials, five hundred dinars and a random draw. ”

Renard was stunned for a while, picked up the cigar on the ground and lit it again, and at the same time said to Serena next to him: "Serena, notify the doglegs to gather." ”

Selina, who was making tea, looked surprised, but she didn't ask too much and went to inform the doglegs as instructed.

For several days, Renard's doglegs were in constant fear, fearing that their master would accidentally braid, and that would be a great sin for them.

After several days of exhaustion, this morning came the good news that the other party had come to his senses, and had summoned everyone to the castle to discuss important matters.

The doglegs were naturally overjoyed, and hurried to gather before they had time to eat breakfast.

"Very good, full of people. With a cigar in his mouth, Renard looked at the eight groveling subordinates in front of him with burning eyes, and his face was full of satisfaction.

He skillfully flicked the cigarette ash, and said in a deep voice in the tone of the underworld boss in the film and television drama: "I need to ask for your help with some things now......"

Before he could finish speaking, the doglegs below immediately blew up the nest, and one of the short and fat young men shouted the most happily: "Young Master Renard has something to say, please don't ask for anything, don't you see outside." ”

Another tall and slender young man chimed in: "That's right, Young Master Renard's business is our business, and if you say please, you will treat us as outsiders." ”

Renard coughed lightly when he heard this, and then praised him without hesitation: "Well, you two are very good, and I can feel the loyalty of both of you." ”

When the two of them heard this, they immediately straightened their waists and looked at the other people around them with a look of pride, as if to say: How about it, you guys are late!

Renard didn't bother to pay attention to the open and secret struggle between the dogs, and said bluntly: "What I want you to do is very simple, I heard that Mr. Wilson lost the heirloom medal, so I will trouble you to help find it, I think this little thing should not be difficult for you, right?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and the short and fat young man groaned slightly, and asked curiously: "Young master, isn't your relationship with Mr. Wilson very bad, why do you still have to help him find something?"

The others had the same question in their minds, and they all waited for an answer with strange expressions.

"Can't I want to improve the relationship?" Renard glared at the other party fiercely, and said secretly in his heart: Is it possible that I will tell you the secrets of the system, can you low-level natives understand?

Thinking of this, he felt a burst of relief for no reason, he finally met someone who was even more stupid than himself!

The doglegs showed thoughtful expressions, and the tall and thin young man slapped his thighs and said happily: "That's right, pull Mr. Wilson into our camp and see how arrogant that bastard Gilbert is." ”

Renard snorted, feeling that he didn't need to explain anything to these hillbillies, so he affirmed the other man's statement: "Well, you're smart, very smart." ”