Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

Is Ren's heart moved?

Not really.

At his status, he is really like a god. He can pick up any "God-Waiting Princess" and take it home and tell her that he is actually a bad guy.

People will still be grateful when they look back.

But he quite enjoyed the process of the opponent going from hating him and being ready to give in to him, to truly admiring him.

Ren didn't know if this was a deliberate stunt because the other party had calculated that he was not weak either because he was agile or not weak.

Maybe there was a script, but the female knight in front of me as the character in the play was really reluctant at first. That's the best part.

From time to time, Ren put his arms around Margaret's waist in line with the dance steps, enjoying the beauty. If there is any flaw, it is that the opponent's hands are a bit rough.

This small flaw cannot affect Ren's good mood.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Margaret's face turned red.

Good times are always short-lived. After dancing, she has no choice but to leave.

Next, Rennes had to face a second challenge.

When the second girl drank [Golden Ale], Ren smiled, and everyone showed a kind smile.

The one doing the duel dance was Vondark's sister Karisina. Facing this dwarf beauty with an impressive A1 paper waistline, Renne decisively chose to attack seven times and made all mistakes. In the last time, no one moved, and Renn suddenly performed a flat fall, which caused everyone to burst into good-natured laughter.

"Ugh! Rude bull. You are too weak to be challenged by this princess!" Karisina put her hands on her hips and said in a playful and proud tone.

Possessed by Ren's drama queen, he spoke as a 'bull': "Ah! Beautiful princess, I am willing to redeem my 'ox life' with this treasure."

After saying that, Ren bowed slightly and held out a bracelet made of colorful prince scales with both hands.

At this moment of the show, the surrounding crowd burst into enthusiastic cheers, among which the cheers of the dwarves were the loudest.

Some were crying, some were laughing, and some were booing.

"Haha! Your Highness, just let this reckless bull go."

"Hahahaha! That's right!"

Everyone knows that this is Renn taking care of the Iron Hand clan, which is a warm-up for tomorrow's ceremony.

For a time, the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves.

More guests began to drink, and of course, they chose large glasses of ale.

The music became louder and louder, and the atmosphere became more and more lively. You could even see a few old men jumping on the table to perform tap dancing.

Renn finally completed his mission and returned to the main seat to take his seat. There was no need for him to go down to the dance floor again unless he wanted to.

There were waves of people coming to toast, and Renn responded with a smile.

With two tool men, Gunteya and Fondark, standing beside him to hold back the wine, Renn was really enjoying tonight's banquet.

Not long after, seeing Margaret approaching with a large cup in each hand, the tool duo wisely stepped aside and blocked the place further ahead.

At this moment, I don’t know how many envious eyes were cast on me.

They were already secretly lamenting the Knights' good luck.

If it were anyone else, seeing a young man falling in love with Margaret [Rose on Horseback], she would most likely be envious of his good fortune. As for Renn, it would be Margaret's high climb.

All kinds of charming beauties came with the mission of making friends with the School of Physics. Only Elizabeth and Margaret managed to get close. Isn't this bad luck?

On the outer circle, the two legendary paladins looked at each other with toothache.

No, everyone else can get close to her, so why is the saintess so drunk that she can’t even do anything? One offense and one apology is a tie. Can the female knight from the knight sect pass by?

In the side hall for VIPs to rest next to it, a beautiful blond girl clicked her lips and muttered: "I'm not drunk, I can still drink..."

All the attendants of the Illuminati Sect were worried to death.

Here, maybe she spoke the truth after drinking, or maybe Margaret didn't have the courage to get close when she was in a calm state. This time, thanks to her tipsy state, she drank three large glasses of ale with Ren in one go.

She suddenly asked a strange question: "In your world, have knights declined?"

Ren thought for a while: "Yes."

"Replaced by a mage?"

"no."

Was shot!

When the machine gun appeared, even the cavalry became useless.

[Dignity is only on the edge of the sword, truth is only within the range of the cannon] Please appreciate these words carefully.

Margaret lay on the wine table, her eyes blurred: "They all said that with mages, kings only need cavalry and ordinary soldiers."

Renn took a sip of ale: "From the perspective of war economics, this is obviously more cost-effective."

"Are knights useless?"

"Of course not, because beautiful things always have value that should be protected and promoted."

"Then is it possible for you to authorize the [reason] emblem to be given to various knights?" As soon as Margaret said this, the outer circle spread out, and the big bosses here felt as if their hearts had temporarily stopped when they listened carefully.

No, this is too straightforward.

In terms of negotiation skills, this is beyond bad. Even if it was a honey trap, Ren should be coaxed away first, pushed down in the side hall, let Ren feel comfortable, and finally blow the pillow.

Why don't you give me anything? How do you feel?

Even the old knight who pricked up his ears silently held his forehead, and the noble next to him quickly asked: "What's wrong?"

"That kid Margaret is probably screwed up."

There are no absolutes in this world.

No one will ever know how far Mr. Lei will go to maintain his majesty as a master. There is a cheap disciple like Feng Da Ke watching next to him. He can't personally demonstrate what it means to be a "teacher bitch".

If you don’t have moral integrity yourself, how can you expect your disciples to have moral integrity in the future?

What's more...

Am I the one who can't move his legs when he sees a beautiful woman?

Am I?

I'm definitely not!

Even if Iron Bone Lei has some idea of ​​leaving a sense of righteousness to others, at least at this moment, he is a famous teacher who can withstand the test.

Ren's fingers rubbed the rim of the small barrel-shaped wine glass, with an intriguing expression on his face: "Oh, it's not impossible to talk. It just depends on whether you have what I want."

Renn's eyes moved, looking at the old knight twenty meters away on the left, and raised his cup in the distance.

The old knight was stunned for a moment, and then he also raised his glass to show respect.

"The Iron Hand Clan's grand ceremony is over, let your people talk to my fifth apprentice Flora."

"Huh?" The long tail sound represented the surprise of the voice owner, and Margaret opened her hazy drunken eyes: "Is that enough? Frank said I want this and that, and he said it to you so terribly!"

Ren was speechless: Do you think my suite is a goblin's lair?

The old knight in the distance once again held his forehead, while the noble next to him shrank his neck and wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Before Mr. Lei could even look at him, the guy immediately escaped by urinating.