Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1301 Memory recovery, reactions from all parties

Nokman Empire, Sunlight City.

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Underneath the Dark Moon Tower, an iron door was pushed open, and a cloud of dust rose up as the thick metal door panel turned.

The top genius of the Demon Hunter Association, Hal the "human-headed dog" strode out of the advanced training room.

His eyes were full of energy, with a hint of green light, his gaze was simply sharper than the edge of a knife, and the aura of the Force in his body was also stronger.

Shocked by Earl Connaught's rapid performance, he has been practicing hard in seclusion this month and is now out of seclusion.

Obviously, he gained a lot from this retreat.

Hal came to the small bar located in the lobby on the first floor of the Dark Moon Tower. He greeted everyone he met on the street and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, unable to hide his slightly shy smile.

He ordered a cocktail at the bar, raised his glass, looked at some acquaintances in the booths on both sides, and said loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'll buy you a drink. Let's welcome the new continent's number one genius, the invincible handsome guy Hal!"

"..."

The drinkers in the booth all rolled their eyes.

"Shadow Hand" Chris swung the sweet champagne in the glass and said expressionlessly:

"A breakthrough is a breakthrough. Look at you, your tail is almost sticking up to the sky."

"I have become a middle-level saint!"

Hal glared at his baby-faced best friend, suddenly smiled narrowly, and said sinisterly, "I understand, Chris, you are jealous, jealous that I am better than you!"

Chris looked disdainful and didn't bother to explain anything. He turned his head and left him with the back of his head.

To be fair, at this age, he has become a mid-level saint. The human-headed dog does have the capital to be proud of. According to the potential he has shown, he can be expected to be a king in the future.

Now, Earl Connoll has become a king-level powerhouse and has automatically been placed on the genius list.

On the surface, the younger generation of prodigies are still at the level of lower saints. I haven't heard of anyone who has made a breakthrough. Hal is considered to be the one who stands out.

"Hey, let me tell you, you guys should show some kind of expression, such as applauding or something."

Hal looked at the bar that fell into an eerie silence, a little puzzled, "Forget it if you're not welcome... By the way, why are you all here today?"

In addition to Chris, many outstanding demon hunting masters and even fifth-level titled demon hunters were present. Hundreds of seats in the bar booths were full. It was as if they were engaging in some group activities. You don't usually see such things here. So many idle people.

Everyone looked at Hal with a strange expression, their eyes were subtle, mocking, and a little sympathetic.

This puzzled Hal.

Forget ridicule, just think that these people are jealous, but what the hell are those sympathetic eyes?

The old goat drank fresh beer, picked up a few newspapers on the table, threw them towards the bar, and said:

“Watch it for yourself, and you won’t be complacent after reading it!”

???

Hal was confused, took the newspapers, glanced at the titles, and was stunned.

"Shocking, Earl Connoll defeated the Demon Dragon Emperor, rivaling the strongest in history, and his record will go down in the history of divine warfare forever!" 》

"King Charles VI of Faroland announced that Earl Connoll has withdrawn from the country's aristocracy and become an independent Grand Duke, effective immediately! 》

"Arch Duke Conor kills the Necromancer Forrest and conquers the Demon Mist Valley"

Hal: "..."

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What, Renn killed the great undead mage Forrest, leveled the famous evil place Demon Mist Valley, and defeated the overlord Beast King Demon Dragon King?

It’s so dreamy, are you sure you’re not joking?

Obviously a few weeks ago, he was still a top saint, not even a king.

Hal held the newspaper in his hand, with a look of shock, confusion, and a little doubt about life, and stammered:

"This...is...really?"

Even if Ren takes medicine and eats god meat every day, he can't cultivate so fast.

Could it be that instead of being in seclusion for a month, a hundred years have passed?

Mrs. Blue Butterfly was also present, holding a newspaper with the title "Carl "The Butcher" breaks through the sky and becomes a king". She looked at Carl's picture in the newspaper with a look of infatuation.

She glanced up at Hal, withdrew her gaze, stared at the picture of Director Carl in the newspaper, and said with a silly smile:

"Hal, I know you can't accept it. You have worked so hard and are so motivated, but you look like a clown compared to Archduke Conor, but my husband Karl won't lie.

Archduke Conor fought off the dragon and saved my husband once. Alas, how can I thank him. "

Hal: "..."

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He was just surprised, not unable to accept it!

He believed that many people, like him, could not understand why Grand Duke Connaught could soar from the peak of the middle saint to a level comparable to the three supreme kings in less than a month.

This is unreasonable, cannot be explained by geniuses, and even monsters cannot do it.

"How did he do it? In such a short time, he could rival the strongest in history."

The speaker was a tall female witcher.

She has sassy blond hair tied into a ponytail, and a tall and fit figure. The fiery red tight leather armor outlines her perfect figure, especially her pair of snow-white legs with vivid muscle lines, which are simply breathtaking.

This is a rare fifth-level female titled witcher, Rosemary, nicknamed "The Execution Witch."

In addition to her, Vice President "Magic Gun" Carragher, "Death Hunter" Sith, "Explosion Maniac" Hora, "White Angel" Wilhelm and more than a dozen titled demon hunters were also present.

This morning, the news that Ren defeated the Dragon King came from the Red Maple Principality, causing shock to the entire headquarters.

A human race's most powerful man has too much influence, not to mention that Archduke Conor is also a member of the Demon Hunter Association in name only.

Everyone discussed for a while why Grand Duke Connaught became stronger, but they had no clue.

Shocking opportunity and big secret, this is everyone's consensus, but no one said anything.

No one can question a mighty king, and vice versa.

"The Execution Witch" Rosemary looked at the handsome face of the young man in the newspaper, licked her red lips, and said with a charming smile:

"What a handsome guy, I like him. If he is so awesome, the association will definitely have to make other arrangements, otherwise we will suffer a lot if he leaves the association.

How about letting me go to the Red Maple Principality? I will definitely convince him to stay in the association. "

Everyone: "..."

(￢_￢;)

Your eyes are almost as long as the newspapers.

persuade?

It's sleeping clothes.

The Execution Witch is not a good woman. She has a very open style of life and has a lot of fun in private. Who knows what she will do if she goes there.

Vice-president Demon Spear Carragher didn't bother to pay attention to her. He looked up at Shadow Hand Chris and said:

"Chris, go to the Red Maple Principality now. If Duke Connaught doesn't leave, tell the association that they want him to be the vice president and honorary president, and ask for his opinion."

For a human race's most powerful person, the position of vice president of the Demon Hunter Association is a bit shabby.

But there is no way. President "Zero" is not at the headquarters, so we can't just let Archduke Connaught be the new president, right?

Chris nodded, put down the glass, swayed and disappeared.

"Magic Gun" Carragher seemed to have thought of something, and glanced at Hal, who had a stiff expression next to him, and said:

"Hal, you are out of seclusion. Congratulations on your breakthrough. You have become a mid-level saint at this age and your future is bright."

Hal: "..."

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No matter how it sounds, it sounds like comfort.

Compared with the news that Archduke Conor has become the strongest human race, his breakthrough is like a joke. He still has a bright future, but his future is not bright.

I thought his breakthrough would be a blockbuster, but it turned out...

... completely reduced to a background board.

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Hal was split and his whole body was in bad condition.

Looking at the slightly lost human-headed dog, "Execution Witch" Rosemary raised her red lips, held her cheeks in her hands, and said with a smile:

"Little Hal, don't be discouraged. Archduke Conor's situation is a special case and does not count. You are still very good.

If you can break through to the King Realm, sister will give you a chance to climb into my bed. "

As she said this, she winked at Hal. Her hot and bumpy figure under the tight leather armor, her seductive eyes, and her charming smile made many men in the bar swallow their saliva subconsciously.

After all, she is a female saint, with amazing charm, far beyond that of ordinary women.

Even though they know that she has a dissolute lifestyle, many men still flock to her and are willing to be her slaves.

The romantic Hal rolled his eyes at this time, turned around and left, saying angrily:

"Pull him down, I don't care about an old aunt like you!"

Facing Grand Duke Connaught, I couldn't wait to recommend myself to the pillow immediately.

When facing him, he deliberately kept his appetite low and cultivated spare tires. This difference in treatment is too obvious.

You can lose face, but you can't lose your pride. Others will not accept her trick.

"You little bastard, stop! Who are you calling the old aunt? I'm only two hundred years old, why am I old?!"

The woman's violent roar sounded so loud that more than a dozen wine glasses on the table broke.

Hal's scalp was numb and he was wrapped in the cyan force wind. He rushed out of the bar and fled.

Leon had been immersed in reading the newspaper, and then he raised his head and exclaimed:

"As expected of my eldest brother, he is awesome. He is so awesome. I will walk sideways on the street from now on."

Old goat: "..."

(￢_￢;), look at your potential.

This morning he was imitating a crab's walk and walked sideways all the way here.

……

In the northern suburbs, the Duke's Palace of Blois.

In the grand library that houses countless classics, Helen was sitting on a recliner, reading a newspaper, her eyes clear, and she said:

"It's incredible. Although I heard Catherine say it, it is still so surprising that it has actually reached this level."

"It's weird."

Lucy was wearing a plain white waisted dress from the elves, with loose silver threads and a white sheen on her body, like a goddess coming to earth.

She held the newspaper in her hand and looked at Ren's picture, with a little confusion in her ruby-like beautiful eyes.

"It's really weird and unreasonable. You've been in contact with him a lot. Have you found anything?" Helen asked.

Lucy fell into deep thought and said slowly:

"This kind of thing seems to have happened before. There were several times when his strength suddenly increased inexplicably, and the span was huge. It couldn't be achieved through normal hard work."

As soon as Ren arrived in Merova City, she paid attention to him.

At that time, he had just moved in with Princess Kesha, and his strength was only at the beginning of the fourth level...

The fourth level is at the beginning → the fourth level is high → the fifth level is medium → the most powerful king, it seems to be improved in this way.

As someone who has been paying attention to and taking care of Ren, covertly and covertly, Lucy actually noticed something weird about him.

Helen looked at her half-sister and said curiously:

"Since you knew he was a bit weird, why didn't you test him?"

"Kesha should know better about this."

Lucy looked cold and said in a calm tone, "I only care about his growth, I don't care what secrets he has, and he has lived up to my expectations."

She didn't intend to ask for anything in return. She took care of Ren just out of the care of her elders.

She said she wanted someone to take care of her in old age, but she also knew that Ren was not her child who died young.

Helen's face changed slightly and she said, "Sister, you...have recovered your memory?"

"If you're talking about my son, I did remember it."

Lucy touched her flat belly with her palms, her eyes filled with sadness and pain that could not be concealed, and crystal tears fell from her beautiful face, which was sad and touching.

She said with a sad tone and red eyes, "If, if my child had not been assassinated, he would have been born with the power of the stars, and he would have been the child of the stars, the most outstanding genius of this era!"

More than a hundred years ago, a mysterious man made a prophecy that the three new kings would gather together, and Faloran would become the new king.

As the daughter of the night, Eileen was not long after she was born, and the Witch of Doom locked her in some way and placed her bet in advance.

The Star Child was supposed to be born at the same time.

The Star Child is most likely the child of Charlemagne and Lucy.

Lucy was pregnant by Charlemagne before she got married. After three months of pregnancy, she was about to hold a wedding, but she was assassinated by a conspiracy. The fetus in her belly, which had the power of the stars, died. She almost died. She was killed by the natural school. The scholar tried his best to save his life.

Because she couldn't get over it and had thoughts of committing suicide, this memory was erased.

Helen hugged her sister, patted her back gently, and whispered:

"It's over, it's over. That woman is dead, and Ren is fine."

The person who murdered Lucy was one of Charlemagne's mistresses, so...

The incident was a big deal, and ended with Lucy and Charlemagne completely falling out, and Charlemagne's mistress committing suicide.

There is no winner anyway, it's all a tragedy.

One hundred years later, Ren came to this world and naturally took the place of the original Star Child.

There were certain deviations in that prophecy, but after going around in a circle, it was not much different in the end.

Lucy's complicated feelings towards Ren come from this. She knows that he is not her child, but she can't let him go, so she takes care of him like this.

Helen comforted: "Sister, if you think about it a little more openly, the Star Child will still become a family with you."

She actually forgot that her sister was pregnant.

After all, Lucy's memory had been erased by the legendary spell, and no one mentioned it after more than a hundred years, except for her grandfather who said it once...

She should have thought that her sister was too concerned about the boy, and her memory must have returned.

Lucy said nothing, looked pale, and cried and laughed.

After hearing that the Star Child had become the strongest human race according to the prophesied trajectory, her somewhat fuzzy memory became extremely clear and unforgettable. It was hard to imagine how she felt now.

One thing is certain, she hated Charlemagne even more.

If he hadn't been so merciful and his mistress was fighting for favor, there wouldn't have been so many bad things.

.........

Silver Eagle Federation, Liberty City.

White marble columns supported the temple, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on one side poured in bright sunlight. There were more than thirty people sitting on both sides of the spacious round table.

Everyone's aura is very powerful, it is the aura of the Force that belongs to the sanctuary level.

A middle-aged man with an aquiline nose sat in the upper seat. The aura of the Force on his body was particularly powerful, resonating with the Force of the Void all the time, and the pressure was like an abyss and a prison.

He knocked on the table, glanced at everyone, and said:

"Everyone, after professional verification, Master Muggsi died outside the Demon Mist Valley and was killed by Grand Duke Connaught.

According to the information from Ms. Woodall, Archduke Connoll claimed that Master Muggsi had absorbed the essence and blood of a certain vampire ancestor and colluded with the demon king Samael, so he was disposed of. "

There was silence, no one spoke.

The death of the First Speaker's son is no small matter.

Theoretically, no matter what mistakes Master Muggsi made, outsiders have no right to deal with them. They should be tried and convicted by the Steam Alliance. This is an unspoken rule.

Even if an ordinary king dares to kill the speaker's son without permission, he will have to pay a heavy price.

But Grand Duke Connaught was not an ordinary person.

The news of defeating the Demon Dragon King was so sensational that it spread throughout the continent at an alarming speed. As a dominant force, the Steam Alliance naturally knew this news long ago.

No one dares to offend a human race's strongest person easily.

"cough."

A dignified-looking senior councilman coughed lightly and said, "I think it is unlikely that Duke Conor would deliberately assassinate Master Muggsy as he is. It would be better to wait until he returns from the North and we will send someone to ask him again." details."

This is almost equivalent to saying, forget it, let this matter pass.

The expressions of the MPs are a bit subtle.

They have always accused others of their crimes, and even killed them first and then punished them, but this time it was the other way around.

Duke Connoll first beheaded and then reported the murder of Master Magsy, but no one dared to question him, let alone hold him accountable.

The hook-nosed man sitting in the upper seat, the second speaker and one of the three deputy speakers, kept his expression unchanged and said:

"What Congressman Daniel said makes sense. As this matter is slowly investigated, the Speaker will definitely understand that we will not let go of any enemy who harms the interests of the alliance, but we will never tolerate depraved human beings!"

Everyone: "..."

(˙灬˙)

Even the second speaker, who had always been cold and domineering, was too timid to challenge Grand Duke Connaught.

Is this the deterrent power of the most powerful?

(End of this chapter)