Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 255
One hair will affect the whole body, and the death of Marcello has not a small impact.

To some extent, this has accelerated the pace of action by all parties.

Among them, the newly established Sand Sculpture Protection Association is just a speculator, one of countless waves.

The royal capital of Faroran, Wisteria City, is an extremely prosperous city with various architectural styles, combining tradition and modernity.

Classic art reliefs, modern living facilities, passionate men and women... The romantic atmosphere makes this place one of the most respected cities on the mainland.

Today, another three young talents took a steam train and came to this place known as the capital of freedom and paradise on earth.

The three of them walked side by side, and on the far left was a handsome blond guy, handsome and handsome, with a refined and easy-going demeanor.

In the middle is a man with a Chinese character face, with a stubble, wearing a black windbreaker and riding boots, with a healthy body.

On the right is a short young man, less than 1 meters tall, with a cute baby face, wearing a slightly baggy blue suit.

The three are "Silver Gun" Raphael of the Church of Light, "Heavenly Justice" Alfred of the Steam Alliance, and "Hand of Shadow" Chris of the Demon Hunter Association.

More than half a month ago, they participated in the battle in the small town of Olatan. After staying in Casevia for more than ten days, the three of them came to Faroran together by steam train.

Alfred smoked a cigarette, looked at the busy traffic on the street, and smiled: "I like this place, the girls here are more enthusiastic than those in the Silver Eagle Federation."

"I like this place too. I think, apart from Michelle's ice cube, no man would dislike this place." Raphael said lazily with a bright smile.

Like a bad boy next door, he eyed the hot girls in short skirts around him.

"I don't like it." The baby-faced Chris replied softly.

Raphael, who was slapped in the face by the speed of light, smiled unchanged, and glanced at him: "It's hard to imagine that you and that old hooligan Hal have a common language."

Chris didn't reply, his little face was expressionless.

Speaking of Hal Mihawk, Alfred smiled heartily. He and Hal have met several times, but they still get along.

He turned his head to look at Raphael, who had flowing blond hair. His voice was deep, deep and magnetic: "I have believed for a long time that the [Paladins] of the Church have no nightlife."

Laughing dumbfounded, Raphael snorted softly: "How is this possible, don't I have a girlfriend, she is still a [singer], I like her voice the most, both on and off the bed.

It's been a long time, and the rules and regulations of abstinence have been abolished long ago. Now, all paladins have girlfriends or wives. "

In the middle and late period of the Fourth Epoch, when the precepts of the Church of Light were strictest, every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday were abstinence days, and even husband and wife were not allowed to have sexual intercourse.

But, now, these are the past.

"Michelle doesn't have a girlfriend, let alone a wife." Chris whispered.

Raphael, who was slapped in the face by the speed of light again, froze his smile and glared at the baby-faced youth.

Chris was indifferent, with no joy or worry on his face, like a boy with three children.

Alfred laughed and reached out to touch Chris's little head.

Both he and Raphael are over 1 meters tall. In comparison, Chris looks petite, and the other party is also a few years younger than the two of them. He is 8 this year.

"Chris, why did your president suddenly show up and activate the Silver Beacon?" Alfred asked casually.

Raphael was also very curious, and his green pupils looked at Chris with a sparse expression.

The president of the Demon Hunters Association, the one with the title "Zero", hadn't shown up for 50 years before that, and no one knew what he was doing.

There are rumors that the sharp profession of [Shadow Hunter] was created by the president of the Demon Hunter Association.

Chris's eyes flickered, and he pointed to Farolannan: "I don't know, the beacon order was handed over to Hal, only he knows the inside story.

However, there, the Pugani Plain, is sparsely populated and barren, and it is a good place to die. "

The Pugani Plain was chosen as the battleground. This is indeed the reason. Once a Transcendent reaches the fourth level, his destructive power is astonishing. Once a war starts in the city, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will leave ruins.

Alfred's eyes flickered when he heard the words "Pugny Plain".

A few days ago, Carson sent an important piece of information to various branches of the Steam Alliance in Faroland. It was an assessment report. With it, we can negotiate terms.

Raphael had a weird expression on his face. He came this time with a secret order from the Pope.

Because of the conflict a hundred years ago, the relationship between the royal family of Farolan and the Church of Light was very bad, and it was almost torn apart back then.

The Fire Dragon Knights almost went to war with the Knights Templar in the ancient river valley in the west of Faroland. If they really fought, it would definitely be the top contest in the sixth century human civil war.

In the eyes of many people, it is unlikely that the Church of Light will extend a helping hand to Faroran this time, but Raphael has come to Wisteria City...

The three of them walked out of the train station in the south of the city together and came to the city center. At this time, it was time for them to part ways.

Glancing at the "White Tower of Order" standing like a silver giant in the west of the city, Alfred smiled slightly and waved to the two: "Friends, we will meet later!"

Rafael and Chris nodded and watched him stride towards Bureau 7 headquarters.

"The guy from the Steam Alliance is here to make war money again, I don't know how much he can take advantage of from Karl.

The Purgatory Butcher is a veritable man with both civil and military skills. Even my captain is full of praise. What do you think, Chris? "

Raphael had a half-smile, and looked at Chris, who had short black hair and pursed mouth.

Karl was the deputy head of the Fire Dragon Knights, and at the same time served as the foreign minister of the palace, and also wrote a book.

Chris's voice was a little erratic: "The justice and order you talk about makes me sick.

It's also about making money, at least we're very direct and make it clear that we use money to do things, but you still like to talk about those righteous things. "

Rafael, who was slapped in the face for the third time, turned black. He didn't ask this, which pot the other party didn't open and which pot to lift.

The Natural School and the Demon Hunters Association are neutral orders. Neutrality means not intervening in wars between countries, while the "Justice Order" is much more "interesting".

Raphael sighed leisurely: "The essence of justice is to add power to power, and put on a name that is acceptable to the world, which is better."

If a man finds justice childish, he does not see it for what it really is.

No matter in which world, those who are qualified to define justice are the strongest forces in a region, holding the pinnacle of power.

No matter how vicious a criminal is, he may be very arrogant, stay out of the law, and even play tricks on law enforcement agencies.

But that is because "justice" is not true, otherwise, any "evil" can be easily crushed to death.

Hearing Raphael's words, Chris finally showed an inexplicable smile on his face: "Yes, I said I am a hero, and I am a hero! I said I am kind, and I am kind!

As long as it is in the name of justice, all positive evaluations are at your fingertips, but not vice versa. "

The negative teaching material is the Scarlet Witch. She was originally kind. She rescued the woman imprisoned and tortured by the son of Cardinal Giulio, and killed that scumbag.

But Julio took advantage of the power of the church to lightly swipe a pot of dirty water, and she was doomed until she was killed by Ren and Catherine, and she was also notorious.

How can an individual fight against a nation?
Claire alone, with one mouth, can't fight against the powerful church, let alone the San Joan Empire.

If she is so awesome that she overturns the church, congratulations, she is another kind of "justice".

There is no truly powerful person who is not righteous, and only unpopular people or forces are evil.

"Many times, evil can only exist with the acquiescence of justice." Rafael said with a smile.

This is easy to understand, because where there is light, there is shadow, just like people cannot eliminate their own shadows, but this does not mean that shadows are awesome.

He pointed in the direction of the palace: "I'm going there, for the sake of justice, how about you?"

Chris said lightly: "My destination is not that."

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

The two waved goodbye. Chris's purple-black pupils watched Raphael walking towards the palace step by step, and muttered to himself: "If you lose to the devil, there will be no justice and no order."

Demons—the dark and chaotic camp, in fact, they are not chaotic, and they have established an orderly society in the second era.

But they lost in the Fourth Epoch, so they were in chaos, and they were not qualified to say that they were orderly.

Chris waited on the street for a while when a Deacon from Bureau 7 approached him.

He is wearing a black trench coat, black and white checkered uniform, and a soft hat with badges.

This is a young man who looks like he is in his twenties, with purple temples and green pupils, he is handsome and has the romantic temperament of a poet.

It was Carl's nephew, Eddie from the [Singer] profession. His voice was mellow and soft: "Master Chris, you have been waiting for a long time."

Chris rarely showed a warm smile: "It's okay, let's find a place to talk slowly."

Chris: No matter what, money has to be earned.

The four major organizations and the four hooligans each have their own routines.

(End of this chapter)