"Lala, you've been with me for several years, right?" Garen suddenly changed the subject.
"Yes." Lala quickly adjusted her mentality and returned to calmness, but there was still uncontrollable ecstasy deep in her eyes.
She has been quietly managing everything in the rear for Garen without any complaints. Even if she was captured and almost died, she still didn't ask Garen for rest or compensation.
Now I finally got what I deserved.
She also has friends and relatives. During the time she came to the imperial capital, as Garen's influence grew, she also took advantage of the opportunity to find her lost relatives. These people united by her side, naturally forming a force of her own.
To outsiders, she is the spokesperson of Palace Master Black Fire outside.
Respected status, except for the other giants, everyone in the entire imperial capital must give her enough status and respect.
During these days when the imperial capital subsided, she received many invitations to banquets every day. Some of them she would reject, some of them chose to go.
Countless people flattered her and flattered her, all wanting to get a little profit and power from her. As long as she has a relationship with her, it is like getting a tiger's skin with the notorious Black Fire Palace. Whatever you do, you will have more confidence.
For a moment, Lala thought of many, many things.
She suppressed her excitement and bowed heavily to Garen.
"I won't let you down."
Garen nodded, watching her turn and leave. In this way, he handed over most of the rights to Lala. With the protection of the Black Flame Guards and his reputation, no one dared to embarrass her. Even the other three giants will give him face.
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Over the next few weeks, Angel underwent a thorough recuperation and finally recovered most of his body. When she knew that she was awakened by Garon, she was in a state of trance. It was obvious that the person she had been trying to chase after was actually Garen.
Back then in Titan City, she swore she would protect Garon, but she never expected that Garen would overtake him by so much. At first, I thought I could catch up.
But the cruel reality completely tore up what little pride she had left.
Although she never gave up and never admit defeat, she saw herself being thrown farther and farther, and in the end she couldn't even touch the edge. This feeling reminded her time and time again of the words she said when she slapped the table in front of Garen.
She is a person with strong self-esteem, and she never thinks that she is no worse than anyone else. I originally thought that I couldn't catch up with those geniuses because I got different resources and different treatment conditions.
I didn't expect to meet a living example like Garen again.
For a while, she didn't even have the face to come to see Garen, she just kept pushing herself to become stronger. This kind of mentality has gone astray, which made the totem cultivation even more stagnant, and there were successive troubles. Later, at the instigation of friends in several circles, I tried to find a shortcut, and finally ended up in a coma and almost died.
After she woke up, she never came to formally meet with Garen.
It's just that every morning, when Garen practiced Wanshuibiwanggong every morning, she would stand and watch from a distance without speaking.
It was just by chance at the beginning, but later on, she got up on time and watched Garen sitting cross-legged on the ground from a distance every time, practicing secret martial arts.
Although it felt strange that Garen sat motionless on the ground for a period of time every day, she didn't come to ask.
Garen practiced secret martial arts every day, and he could feel that the nine-headed demon dragon was slowly being absorbed and integrated by him little by little. Through the unique method of Mi Wu, the nine-headed demon dragon and his own blood and totem power are used, and the two gradually mix and adapt to each other.
It continued day and night, and when he had a free break in the middle, he would play with the open-air communicator, which Garen called a radio. To miss the days of the earth.
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Another few weeks passed.
Angel finally formally walked in front of Garen.
In the early morning when Garen was practicing secret martial arts, she finally walked over here.
Garen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.
"You're finally willing to come over."
"I'm just ashamed to see you again." Angel bit his lip, his face still pale. "My biggest wish all along is not to let anyone think that my achievements are obtained by relying on others. So I never mentioned my relationship with you to anyone."
"You are a bit extreme." Garen smiled and turned over from the ground.
"The ability on the shackles of war, is it still useful?" He asked casually, taking the mouthwash tea from the hand of the maid who came up from the side.
Angel didn't answer, but the displeasure on her face clearly showed her mood.
It's not that it's not easy to use, but it's very easy to use. But every time the ability on the shackles of war increases, it means that the distance between her and Garen is getting farther and farther. The irony is that she has always wanted to surpass Garen, but many times outside, those who saved her life at critical moments mostly relied on the ability on the shackles.
She even relied on this ability to protest against a Type-3 totem master, and no one could do anything to them. This has also gained a certain reputation in the small and medium-sized imperial capital mercenary circle.
After all, the Imperial Capital of Kuwaitan is different from Iron Tank City. There are so many strong people here. If it weren't for the ability of the shackles, she would have been swallowed to nothing. Not to mention standing firm.
Garen took a sip of the tea, rinsed it and spit it out.
"You are just too strong, too good of face. You can't let go of your face. Sometimes, the strength of your friends is actually part of your strength. You have to understand this, and take advantage of the situation to turn it into your own strength, and you are the real strong."
Angel nodded somewhat reluctantly.
Looking at the young man in his twenties in front of him, this young Kuwaitan giant has already been famous for a long time. Unknowingly, he has become a true genius out of the scope of the younger generation.
Some people even compared him with the three heroes of the three domains.
Each of the three heroes is a powerful existence that stands firm in the endless ocean of monsters and has established illustrious feats.
Garen himself is inextricably linked with Goth, the Eagle King of the Black Territory.
With such a background, such strength, and such record, Garen had already become one of the influential figures in the Kuwaitan situation.
His every word and deed, every move of the people around him, even inadvertently will bring out waves of undercurrents.
"Recently, the situation in the imperial capital is different from the past. Although many nobles have left, many remnants after the defeat of the defense line have poured in. The three major garrison regiments, as well as civilians from the surrounding areas, have poured into the surrounding area of the imperial capital. More and more people are gathering. The food is also not enough, it is summer now, at most it will be supported until autumn."
As one of the Big Four in the House of Representatives, Garen could naturally receive enough news about the situation.
The House of Representatives has replaced the original imperial system, but the ministers below are still the same as before, handling their own affairs and submitting the summarized information.
The difference between the two is that Avek used to be the one who made the decision, but now it is the four giants of the entire Great Council who make the decision. Only when the differences between the four giants are too great to reconcile, or even have the same number of votes, will the Great Council vote again.
"The influx of the elite of the legion has robbed your mercenaries of their livelihood to a large extent. In the future, the competition in the mercenary world will become more and more intense." Garen looked at Angel. "I'm going to establish an organization similar to a school and recruit more disciples. It just so happens that I have a way to strengthen my strength, but it's more dangerous."
"What method!?" Angel felt like breaking the can. Anyway, whether he wanted to or not, he was saved by Garen. Garen was also relying on the shackles of war. She also knew how much favor she had. There is no way to surpass this person in my life, so I just let it go.
No longer obsessed with relying on Garen.
"It's very dangerous and you may suffer a lot of pain. I can let you try it first. If you can bear it, I can let you try it." Garen said seriously.
"I want to try." Angel replied without hesitation.
She has always been a resolute person. She was hunted down thousands of miles and fled from the Northern Territory. Never once gave up.
Garen nodded, and Angel's answer was within his expectations.
"Be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his finger like lightning, and touched Angel's eyebrows.
Angel stood there motionless as if struck by lightning.
Her face twisted, her skin gradually turned red, her hands were clenched into fists, and her fingertips pierced directly into her palms without even noticing.
Snapped!
Garen stretched out his finger again and pointed her between the eyebrows.
call! !
Angel suddenly bent down, sweating all over his body, as if he was fished out of the water, and his clothes were soaked. In just over ten seconds, the sweat secreted from her whole body actually wet two footprints on the ground.
She was panting violently.
"How is it?" Garen looked at her worriedly. "This kind of pain is twice as strong when it really started. This is just a slight simulation."
Garen opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally closed his mouth and let out a long breath.
I didn't expect Angel to have this kind of attribute. There are so many wonders in the world.
No wonder she has such strong willpower. It turned out to be a masochist.
In fact, he could also see that although Angel's talent as a silver lamp master was stronger than his own, but because he went off the road and wanted to take a shortcut, he finally lost his heart. It gets worse and worse, and finally stagnates completely.
Instead of this, let her try the green vine ball. In this troubled world, the most indispensable thing is ordinary people with strong will.
Extreme hatred, extreme lust, extreme madness, extreme sorrow. Everything is a product that can strengthen the spiritual will.
In troubled times, these things are never lacking.
"Okay, get ready. Three days later, I will make an announcement to the world and formally recruit disciples." Garen had already made a decision, and the official announcement would be made publicly in three days.
This time his main target is ordinary people, especially those fighting masters who are getting more and more declining. What many master-level masters lack is just an opportunity.
After the transformation with the power of Sibaan, they soon became powerful top masters one by one.
"Also, your hatred."
"I'll take care of it myself!" Angel interrupted Garen and said firmly. .
(end of this chapter)