Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1361 Old couple, on the eve of the war

Not being a saint is just a joke.

The arrow is on the string and must be fired. Even if Artoria doesn't want to do it anymore, the church will pull her and force her to take the position.

Now it's too late to change. If we really need to change, the only candidate saint who meets the requirements of the church is "White Dragon Girl" Nana.

Doesn’t the decision-making power rest with Lei?

Therefore, no matter which saint the Church of Light chooses, the result will be Renn's.

On the bed, Artoria stretched out and the blanket slipped off. Her well-developed, plump and white body was exposed to the morning air, as perfect as Venus.

She got off the bed and looked at the sheets dotted with red plums, her eyes a little complicated.

Completed the transformation from girl to woman.

Moreover, she will be his woman from now on, right?

He also said last night that he would marry her...

Arturia's face was a little red and hot, thinking of what her college roommate had done, she carefully folded the sheets that had once been a symbol of chastity and put them away.

She endured the strange feeling of pain again, walked to the counter, and took out a change of clothes.

The Lion King crossed his arms and stood aside. Seeing that her walking posture was a bit awkward, his eyes moved and he said in an inexplicable tone:

"Is it really that pleasurable?"

"what?"

"Last night you screamed with unprecedented excitement and joy. I couldn't believe that you would become like that..."

"do not talk!"

Arturia's pretty face instantly turned crimson, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. She instinctively defended herself, "I'm not very excited. It's all my fault that bad guy. He's been bullying me!"

Well, it's all his fault. She doesn't understand the relationship between men and women. He was the one who kept causing trouble last night.

The Lion King spread his hands with a complicated expression and said:

"Congratulations, no matter what, you have a beloved man and have found your destiny in life. In the future, you can get married, have children, start a family, and live a life of your own.

I'm not saying that all women have to get married and have children, but caring for their husbands and raising children like an ordinary woman was very luxurious for the former King of Knights. "

Arturia was silent for a while after hearing this. She looked in the dressing mirror, looking at her face that was gradually fading away from youthfulness and becoming more mature, her eyes a little dazed.

Marrying and having children like a normal woman sounds very ordinary and not worthy of special mention, but it was indeed out of reach for her before.

As a king, she is not even considered a woman, so how can she be happy as a woman?

Everything in the past is still vivid in her mind and engraved in her heart. No matter how much time passes, it will not fade. She still remembers her adoptive father's teachings and the life of a village girl. She still remembers the morning of selection when she pulled out the sword from the stone, and Merlin and Kai. The adventures of the three brothers, the pacification of the princes, the glory of the chalk city of Camelot, and the final destruction of Britain with blood and fire...

Some scars still hurt when I think about them, as if they are branded deep in the soul and cannot be washed away by tears or time.

But now, the situation has changed drastically, and everything started from that Holy Grail War...

Arturia looked in the mirror, lost in thought, and unknowingly had tears falling down her face, making it glistening and moist.

The Lion King didn't know when he hugged her gently from behind, gently wiped the tears from her face, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said softly:

"Okay, my partner, don't cry all over your face, you are a woman with a family now.

As the same King Arthur, I envy you so much. In his words, you are about to become separated from your body. "

"Pfft~"

Arturia burst into tears and smiled, grabbing the other's small hand with one hand, "Don't tease me, maybe he is not the best choice. After all, he is so carefree, he is really a scumbag."

"It doesn't matter. It would be best if he gives up after all, so that we can justifiably kill him."

"..."

"Don't be surprised. Think about it, why did the Valkyrie become his legal wife? Just because of the deep affection? Don't joke, to put it bluntly, does he dare not to marry her? If so, Kesha will definitely Cut him into pieces."

"..."

Seems reasonable?

Arturia touched the mirror with her hand, showing a thoughtful expression, and her eyes became sharp.

As a sister, she didn't have to worry about these issues before, but it's different now. Even if she's not jealous, she still has to consider her lifelong happiness.

Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is necessary!

Princess Keisha, for example, is worth learning from. At least she can control someone...

On the first floor of the villa, in the kitchen.

"Ah!"

Ren hummed a tune, suddenly felt a chill, and couldn't help but sneeze.

He touched his nose, looked suspicious, and muttered: "Strange, who is thinking about me?"

It must be an illusion.

He had just unlocked the highest achievement last night and once again reached the pinnacle of his life. At this moment, he was full of energy, high-spirited, with the universe and the sea of ​​stars in mind, and regarded the world's heroes as dirt.

After all, even the saintly sister has successfully knocked down the mountain, what else can stump him?

Ren stretched himself, with a proud look on his face, washed the kitchen utensils and dishes, washed and chopped vegetables, and prepared breakfast.

Miso soup: corn ribs soup.

Main dish: braised golden back carp.

Side dishes: cold sesame spinach, thick egg roast.

Staple food: rice.

This is a traditional Japanese breakfast.

Lane, the cheap sister, naturally knows her tastes very well. Although she is not a picky foodie, she also has taste preferences. She likes Chinese, Japanese, and French food the most.

She also said that she doesn’t really like modern British cuisine and doesn’t give the British Isles any face.

When Ren and Sister Cheap live together, their day is usually arranged like this:

In the morning, she makes a Japanese breakfast that focuses on nutrition and is full of life style. At noon, she rotates or mixes the eight major Chinese cuisines to let her enjoy her meal. In the evening, she cooks French cuisine, often in the form of a candlelight dinner.

As time passed, she could hardly live without him.

Ren felt that why she could grow and develop so well only because of him, right?

It was appropriate to push her.

He worked hard to feed her every day and raised her to be fat and white. In the end, he picked the fruits of victory and there was nothing wrong with her.

Not long after, Artoria walked into the kitchen smelling the fragrance, her emerald green eyes sparkling.

She had already washed and showered. Her blond hair was shawl, and she was not wearing a saint's uniform. She had put on a casual white T-shirt. Under the black frilly skirt, her long ivory white legs were graceful and attractive.

This outfit is extremely cool. Extraordinary people are not afraid of the cold, so they can wear it like this in winter.

"Ren, I'm hungry."

Arturia came over, hugged his waist, leaned her face on his back, and spoke affectionately, her eyes gentle and attached.

Renn smiled, looked at the thick soup in the small pot, and said:

"Taste it."

Arturia nodded, picked up the spoon, scooped out a spoonful of hot corn rib soup, put it to her mouth, and took a small taste.

The aroma of bone broth and the sweetness of corn melted in her mouth. She smiled and narrowed her eyes, her eyebrows curved, with a look of satisfaction and pleasure.

"All right."

Ren hugged her waist, kissed her face, and said with a smile:

"It's time to start."

"Ah."

The two of them worked together, divided the food into two equal portions, and brought it to the table on a plate.

Arturia didn't rush to start. She opened the door, stuck her head out and took a look. She ran to the newspaper box in the front yard of the villa to get some of the latest newspapers. She spread them out next to Ren's seat and unpacked them for him. Take off the apron and fold it away.

While eating breakfast, Ren read the newspaper and chatted with Cheap Sister from time to time.

The mode of getting along is still exactly the same as before, the atmosphere is relaxed and warm, and there is no difference because of the bed sheets last night.

In other words, this is the lifestyle of an old married couple.

Ordinary couples first fall in love, have sex, and then get married and start a family. In the trivial and dull marriage life, the sweetness of love gradually fades and is replaced by increasingly strong family affection.

As long as there is no relationship breakdown, this is generally the case between husband and wife.

When it came to Ren and Artoria, the process was reversed. The two first started a family and got used to getting along day and night. Their relationship gradually deepened and they regarded each other as the most important relatives.

The skin-to-skin kiss last night did not bring the excitement and sweetness of love, but more like the glue of family affection.

The two fell in love even more, and the family relationship was further strengthened.

"Dear sister, you are famous now."

Renn browsed the newspapers. Not surprisingly, they were all about the public trial and the new saint.

"Shocked, the new saint is actually a female king! 》

"The Pope granted pardon, and Michel, the "White Sword", was exempted from the punishment of being burned at the stake and was put into a death row camp to serve his crime."

"A conflict broke out between the Demonic Dragon Emperor and the Bloody Fanatic Legion, and he was shot down by the Bloody Queen from the air. He immediately gave in and surrendered."

The only unexpected big news came from Qiushan Kingdom, and it was caused by Ren's wife.

"Pure fame has no meaning." Artoria said calmly.

Although she is famous all over the world, in the eyes of the world, she is still a lucky person who got lucky. She was lucky enough to refine and absorb the remaining power of the saints of the past generations, and reached the sky in one step.

However, the power of the saints of the past generations is too many, too strong and too complicated, and the force in her body is likely to be "contaminated". She is just a low-ranking king and will be unable to make progress in her life.

This is what most people think.

"I'm waiting for my sister to become a blockbuster."

"Hmph, stop talking so much and go do the laundry."

The two finished breakfast and started doing housework.

Ryan took the clothes that he and his step-sister Ya had changed out of, especially the underwear that had a bit of smell, and went to the laundry sink on the balcony to wash and dry them.

Artoria picked up the dinner plate, entered the kitchen, and washed the kitchen utensils.

The two have a clear division of labor and enjoy it, maintaining a harmonious and warm atmosphere at home together. Ren did the housework faster. After washing the clothes, he entered the kitchen and asked:

"Don't you have to rush back to church?"

"No, I told you to stay in seclusion for a day and won't be released until tomorrow morning."

Arturia washed the dishes one after another without looking back.

She didn't use her extraordinary power to cheat, but her movements were still very skillful and quick, like a housewife.

"Then I'll go out."

"Well, be careful and remember to come back early."

"understood."

Ren put on the black star-patterned trench coat of the demon hunting suit and strode out of the living room.

.........

City Hall, conference room on the second floor.

Several chandeliers on the ceiling were still on, and the two bosses Charlemagne and Director Karl sat opposite each other.

There are several black metal boxes placed on the round table, and a three-dimensional image map is projected from the light source. The landforms of the southern plains of Faroland are clearly displayed, with changing light and shadow, and fluctuations of spell energy.

Standing next to them were the elite members of the Fire Dragon Knights, including "Gun Ghost" Carlos, "Axe King" Alex, "Phantom Demon" Roland, and "Ghost" Kelvin.

"Marksman" Glenn, Marquis Wilson, "Golden Chef" Bullock and other veteran saints from Farolland also gathered together.

Suddenly, a fourth-level Golden Rose Knight pushed in the door and reported:

"Report, Your Majesty Charles, Archduke Connaught is here. He said he has important information to discuss."

Charlemagne and Director Karl looked at each other, immediately stood up and walked out of the door.

He met Wren in another drawing room.

"what's up?"

"I got information that the demons are going to launch a large-scale attack and want to destroy Faluolan in one fell swoop."

Ren was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. When he saw his father-in-law arriving, he didn't hesitate and directly told the news from Lilith.

Charlemagne's face was calm, and he seemed not surprised at all. He sat opposite him and said:

"Your information is out of date."

"Ok?"

"This morning, there was something strange at the demon army account in the hinterland of the plain. The army has already set out. One hundred thousand ghoul vanguard troops are unabashedly rushing toward Orange Town... The airship fortress, steam chariots, and magic cannons are all here. Advancing towards Sand Dune City."

"..."

Is this a direct general mobilization?

The demon camp is very efficient in doing things.

Ren's face twitched, and he felt a little ashamed when he thought that he indulged in beauty last night instead of doing his job. Fortunately, he didn't delay the fight.

He looked serious: "Then what are you going to do?"

Charlemagne said with a serious expression:

"The enemy's strength this time is beyond imagination. Without a fortified city, we will definitely not be able to defend it. I have ordered the defense line to be reduced, and all the defenders from Orange Town and Grape Town to withdraw to the three defense lines outside Sand Dune City."

This is the plan to show off outside the Dune City.

Ren nodded, his eyes a little surprised, and said:

"You appear to have a reliable source of intelligence."

This is war time.

There are some unusual movements every day in the demon's military tent, and sometimes they even play tricks on them, but this time Faloran's side has so decisively reduced its defense line, it must be expected that this is a general attack.

Charlemagne grinned and said:

"Well, there are our people in the demon camp. Don't be surprised. There must be someone in Dune City who is raped and can tip off the enemy at any time."

Whether it is human rape or demon rape, it is very common.

Many powerful people are extremely selfish, and they don't mind serving the enemy camp as long as they can get benefits.

Wasn't that the kind of person Marcello used to be?

As long as the demon camp is willing to give benefits, he doesn't even mind arresting thousands of civilians and giving them to the ghouls as blood food.

In Game 7, Farolan has killed so many demons over the years, and must have collected a lot of blood soul crystals, black jade, primitive bone charms and other resources that the dark races can use.

It is not difficult to bribe a few strong men from the demon camp.

Ren shrugged and said:

"Awesome, what other information do you know about this dark camp general attack?"

"Not many. Among the chess pieces we planted, the most senior one is just the Dark Duke, and we funded his breakthrough... We can only confirm that the general attack is real."

Charlemagne frowned.

This general attack by the dark camp was very hasty, with almost no warning.

But there was too little information to analyze.

Renn smiled mysteriously, crossed his legs and said:

"I know who the commander of the dark camp is this time, and I also know which dark monarchs will participate in the war."

This is the difference in levels.

His informants were more advanced.

Although Lilith was squeezed out by the Big Five and was in an embarrassing situation, she was a giant after all, and her strength was there. The information she could know was not comparable to that of the informant in the 7th Bureau.

Charlemagne opened his eyes slightly and said excitedly and unexpectedly:

"Really?"

"of course."

Renn smiled rather proudly, took out a piece of information and handed it to his father-in-law.

As expected, he endured the humiliation and used his beauty trick to successfully seduce Lilith. From the intelligence point of view, the human camp had the upper hand in this round.

Charlemagne flipped through the information excitedly, and after a moment, he frowned.

"There is no specific attack plan, and there is too little information about this 'Doomsday General' His Majesty Walter."

"Be content, it's good to have these." Ren said, rolling his eyes.

Only the Demon King and the Doomsday General knew the complete attack plan. Including Lilith, the other dark monarchs only knew their own missions.

It’s impossible to instigate rebellion against the Demon Emperor and General Doom, right?

Emperor Charlemagne carefully put away the stack of intelligence materials, looked at him, and said with burning eyes:

"Who did you instigate?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have an informant."

"How can you know this information without an informant? I have never heard of General Doomsday. I thought the commander of the dark camp this time was the Nightmare Banshee or the Demon King."

"..."

Sorry, I can't say this.

If he said that he had succeeded in sleeping with the Nightmare Banshee, he was afraid that Charlemagne's heart would not be able to bear it.

Charlemagne wanted to know which high-ranking member of the dark camp the military leader had instigated, but he refused to tell whether he was alive or dead, and was very tight-lipped, so he had to give up in the end.

At least some dark prince?

Maybe he is a direct bloodline or an important confidant of the Dark Lord, so he knows so many secrets.

As for the soldier's informant, he is a certain dark monarch...

Not even Charlemagne dared to think so. What kind of joke are you trying to instigate rebellion against a dark monarch? Totally impossible.

Renn didn't take it too seriously and asked again: "Where's Eileen? Don't you want her to come over for support?"

This general attack is no small matter.

Two demon giants + a dozen dark monarchs, this is just a high-level combat force on the surface, and the possibility of the Supreme Council sending people to support midway cannot be ruled out.

To be honest, Dune City may not be able to block it.

Renn is definitely fighting General Doom.

The Nightmare Banshee was assigned to assassinate the saint of the church. She would only act recklessly but would never betray openly.

Dark Lords significantly outnumber human monarchs, and are generally more powerful.

Only Charlemagne was a bit special...

Ren looked at his father-in-law, his eyes were silvery white, all emotions faded away, leaving only pure rationality that could see into the nature of all things.

Within the extraordinary field of vision, there is a sea of ​​human-shaped stars in front of him. Hundreds of thousands of shining light orifices are constantly vibrating and shining. They are arranged and combined like a star map to form the invincible body of Charlemagne. There is also a ball of blue divine fire burning in the center. Mighty and mighty...

Probably level 36 in the domain and level 36 in the holy body.

He is about the same as Elder Dadi, but has a little less savings.

At that time, Elder Earth's domain was almost at level 37. Shortly after the Beihai incident, it was upgraded to one level.

Many people benefited from that battle, and the strength of several human kings improved.

Charlemagne had just completed a breakthrough. Just two months ago, he had not reached double level 36. After Irene's divinity awakened and became a giant, she gave her father some precious resources and helped him break through several levels.

Emperor Charlemagne frowned when he saw the soldier spying on his strength unabashedly, but he didn't have an attack, but his face didn't look good, and he said in a cold tone:

"Irene will be stationed in the royal capital, patrolling and suppressing the rear. She cannot come to the front lines to fight unless it is at the last moment."

Wisteria City is the foundation of the Clement family. The floating holy city, the Red Dragon Palace, and the underground palace are all important and must be guarded by strong people.

Ren frowned when he heard this and said, "Then this battle will be difficult."

He's not very particular.

Compared with the fierce battle of 50-50, I prefer to crush the game.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Demons don't know how to be moral. If there are no strong men at the rear and the Dark Lord makes a surprise attack to destroy the major cities in Falorland, so what if the front line wins?"

Renn had a headache: "Then did you hire foreign aid?"

"Please, news of the request for help has been sent to various countries in the morning, but time is short and the enemy is fierce. I don't know how many will come."

"...Then let's do it, it's just a fight!"

(End of this chapter)