Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 178 Why Not Dedicate to Art
"Peerless Warm Man" Hal slapped his thigh resentfully: "You know what? I haven't dared to go home these few years. When someone comes to get married, you have to deal with it. Every day, you face a group of...

Damn, if it's really beautiful, I'll accept it at worst, but... man, who doesn't belong to the Appearance Association? "

Ren was stunned when he heard that. He really didn't expect that Keisha still had such a brain. He always felt that this was not her style of acting.

Keisha: Aunt Helen taught me well.

Hal sighed sadly: "I didn't say hello when I met last time, so she's going to torment me again, isn't she? Damn it! Back then, lard was fooled, why did you go to tease her!"

Ren patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, it's over, I believe she won't have trouble with you again."

Sleep... Cough, it shouldn't be difficult to convince Kesha not to trouble Hal.

Hal glanced at Ren suspiciously. Of course, he couldn't imagine that the other party had already succeeded so quickly.

"Forget it, let's not talk about spoiling the fun. Without the crimson moon, Shaohua can make up for it. Come on, cheers!"

Hal was also free and easy, and greeted loudly, and the three of them had a few drinks together, chatting and laughing.

However, the world is peaceful here, and the situation in the Kingdom of Casevia in the south of Faroland is very tense. The demons and the Church of Light keep sending help there, and the war is about to break out!
North of Bushen City, Belfort District, Guzman's house.

In the beautiful back garden, the handsome and handsome Alves with long silver hair was sitting on a stone bench in the garden, reading a book of knight novels in his hand:

"Ah, the future!
I am coming to you from the narration of the past, from the present when my hands are trembling with excitement!
I stepped into your saddle,

What new banner will you raise to welcome me on the flagstaff of the towers now as yet unbuilt?
How will you plunder the castles and gardens I loved in the past?
How many golden years have you planned,

You are unruly,
Thou hast heralded treasures to be acquired dearly,

You are the kingdom I shall conquer,

future! "

The voice is full of magnetism and full of emotion. It can be seen that this is a young man of literature and art.

"Master Alves, I'm sorry to disturb your pleasure, but there is news from Duke Brian, who has already gone to Casevia.

He found Prince Miro, in the small town of Olatan in the north of Casevia.

However, the shepherds of the church also found their traces, and a large number of paladins and priests were ready to encircle them. "

After a pause, Marquis Gary Guzman of the Dark Hades continued: "Prince Miro's injuries are still unhealed, and the situation is not optimistic. Duke Brian hopes that you can go to support them and cover their retreat."

Alves put the book on the stone table, looked at the wisteria on the flower stand and pondered for a while, then shook his head: "The Blackwing and Soulfire clans have been friends for generations, it is expected that Brian will help, but we secretly The relationship between the Black Wing Clan and the Black Wing Clan is far from friendly.

Besides, the cultural salon will be held in a few days, and I don't have time to go to Casevia. "

A trace of helplessness flashed in the eyes of Marquis Gary, who was standing tall, wearing a washed white shirt, a white vest, and a black bow tie: "But, Mr. Alves, today is different, and it is time for us to unite.

If you don't help, Prince Miro may be dissatisfied. "

With a gentle smile, Alves' voice was very calm: "If you are dissatisfied, you will be dissatisfied. I can't beat Gonzalez anyway."

Wearing a tuxedo, the Marquis Gary with neatly combed hair was a little hesitant: "My lord, if you use the original darkness, you may not be unable to fight."

The Primordial Darkness, the famous spear owned by the Dark Underworld clan of the demon family, is currently in the hands of Alves.

This gun is very powerful, and it is eligible to run for the title of the most famous gun. It was given to him by the dark monarch of the Dark Hades.

Alves' talent is extremely high, and the growth rate of demons is slower than that of humans, but when he was 75 years old, he was promoted to Grand Duke.

Compared with human beings, it is about 23 years old and became a saint, which is quite amazing.

You know, Keisha is 28 years old, Hal is 35 years old, and Raphael is 32 years old. They are all at the peak of the fourth order.

Although it doesn't mean that the younger you are, the higher your ranking will be, the more powerful you will be, but it is enough to show Alves' talent.

Among human beings, those who can be promoted to the sanctuary around the age of 40 are all amazing and talented people.

Beside the stone table, a black vortex appeared on the back of Alves' right hand, and layers of invisible ripples spread like water waves.

The surrounding vision suddenly dimmed, like an abyss, as if the light had been swallowed up, he hesitated for a while, the vortex disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

He picked up the knight novel again: "I don't like to fight with people, I like art."

Seeing this, Marquis Gary sighed, bowed and turned to leave. He knew that Alves' background was very special, he was a very rare mixed race.

He was raised by his human mother, and he was educated in human moral values. Therefore, it is difficult for many demons to understand his thoughts and behaviors.

Alves refused to help, but the Scarlet Grand Duke of the Norcman Empire thought for a while before setting off.

The Scarlet Grand Duke is a female blood race named Terena Nicole. It is said that she used to be the maid of the Dark Lord—the Bloody Queen.

The southwestern border of the Norcman Empire is a hilly area with rolling mountains, lush trees, and meandering streams flowing from the forest to the small town at the foot of the mountain.

The sky was overcast with clouds and a drizzle, and the moist air was tinged with the smell of wildflowers and grass.

It is night now, deserted, moonless, and the rain is pattering.

The buildings of blue-gray earth and stone bricks have gradually eroded under the erosion of years of rain.

Through the quiet street, is the slim back of the Scarlet Grand Duke Terena.

The pure black leather cloak, with a long hem, flutters in the wind, and the faintly visible figure is well-proportioned, curvaceously written.

A light breathing sound aroused Terena's vigilance, she suddenly turned her head, and an astonishing aura rushed towards her face!

Behind her, a graceful woman in a blue and white dress seemed to be frightened and stopped in her tracks.

Fear, tension, a sting colder than the weather, this is how she feels to ordinary people.

Delicate face, brown-red hair, attractive red lips, wearing a tight black leather jacket.

Terena, who turned her head and walked step by step, swayed coldly and gracefully like a pure black rose, with a graceful figure.

Not the tempting steps of a model, but a slightly larger stride, and a pair of long legs alternately with a firm rhythm, showing infinite charm to the fullest.

The advantage of the blood race is that they have enough strength without having enough thick muscles.

And this kind of strength, coupled with this pair of snow-white and elastic long legs, what kind of situation it would be on the bed is worth thinking about.

Wearing a dress and holding an oiled-paper umbrella, Catherine's mother, Helen Wiggis Blois, was thinking about this question.

Her voice was clear and moving: "Is this the charm of a high-ranking female blood race?
This is the transcendence of beauty, the sublimation of temperament, and the cohesion of spirit.

A high-ranking blood family, with a long life of more than a thousand years, eternal youth, aristocratic education deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and countless killings.

I somewhat understand why female demons can induce so many heroes to fall.

This is a unique advantage, the more discerning the eye and the stronger the aesthetic ability, the more able to appreciate the beauty of danger, magnificence, death, nobility and glamor. "

There was no jealousy in the voice, but full of admiration. The Duchess expressed her feelings, as if a boy met the goddess in his dream and couldn't help but praise her loudly.

The Bohemian race has a gentle temperament like water, not bad appearance, good skin, as if it can be broken by blowing bombs, and a graceful figure. According to human aesthetic standards, it can be regarded as a beauty.

These thoughts flashed through her mind. Of course, Terena knew that the other party was not an ordinary person. She only noticed the other party when the other party approached about 20 meters behind her.

This is unbelievable, even if she doesn't usually open the domain, with her Grand Duke-level vampire's sensitivity to blood, she can detect any larger creature within 100 meters of her.

"who are you?"

Terena's voice was silky, but colder than the rain falling on the black clothes.

Helen turned the oil-paper umbrella, her face was pitiful, but her voice was soft: "A young woman lost in the rainy alley, this noble and beautiful lady, can you wait for the dawn with me here?
A weak woman is very lonely on such a cold night. "

Terena's scarlet pupils stood up, like a beautiful snake, a cold and dangerous feeling came over her face: "You want to stop me?"

Helen took a step back and caressed Liu Hai: "Why do women make things difficult for women.

If the men want to be heroes and prestige, let them do it, and the girls are not going to join in the fun.

Just watch from the sidelines, the big deal is to listen to them boasting a few words afterwards to satisfy their vanity.

Look at those men who are famous in history, which one is not a bunch of beauties behind them, even so, they can still get countless praises, if we women have a bunch of men behind them, it would be good if we don't get called sluts.

This kind of game of war and conquest has been played for thousands of years, and most women can only be used as a foil to set off the majesty and heroism of those big pig hoofs.

Ma'am, why bother with such a thing? "

Terena raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was amused: "Oh, then what do you think you should do?"

Helen smiled lightly, took out a pink camera, and said softly:
"Ma'am, you are so beautiful, why don't you dedicate yourself to art?"

(End of this chapter)