Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 602 Don't be cowardly, just do it

For the citizens of Melova City, the recent period can be described as turbulent.

Gonzalez's visit, Chief Carl's declaration of war, the arrival of the Dark Prince, the King's Sacrifice, the annual auction... one after another major events followed.

After finally waiting for the heat of these matters to subside a little, negative news and various scandals about Sir Ackerman, who has been in the limelight recently, began to spread around.

Probably after the auction ended, some small and medium-sized newspapers began to report black information about Ryan Ackerman.

"Shocked! The most popular youth powerhouse recently, Master Ackerman is a disgraceful warmonger!" ── "Pingyuan Evening News"

"Exclusive reveal! Sir Ackerman turned out to be the master behind the evil Thorn Security Company, a combination of an ambitious man and an evil mercenary company..." ── "Morning Daily"

"Breaking the news, how did the glamorous master Ackerman rise from a sinister villain step by step to clear his name..." ── "Farolan Mystery Explorer" magazine.

The titles are all exaggerated and sensational, quite like their counterparts on Earth.

Roman Square.

"Hey, what's going on in these newspapers recently, about Sir Ackerman... true or false?"

After getting out of the carriage, an office worker in a suit and leather shoes shook the newspaper he just read in his hand with a look of surprise on his face.

His partner shook his head:

"I don't know, this kind of news has suddenly increased, and it feels like someone is targeting Master Ackerman."

"Who knows, there is no wind without waves, what kind of young talents in the kingdom, maybe that Sir Ackerman is really a villain..." Someone also sneered.

Over time.

Rumors circulated that Ryan Ackerman was colluding with the native Kangao people, selling arms, and stirring up disputes.

At the same time, the negative news that the Thorn Security Company killed innocent people indiscriminately, made war fortune, carried out violent activities, and created bloody conflicts also caused a lot of trouble.

Ordinary citizens were talking about it, while many nobles were watching.

The situation is turbulent, and the reactions of various forces are different. Some are trying to help, some are preparing to make trouble, and some are planning to stay on the sidelines...

With the spread of these news, the originally lively and festive atmosphere of the new year has become somewhat subtle.

.........

Clover Hotel, in a certain room.

"Captain, it seems that he is in trouble."

"Holy White Sword" Michelle, who was drinking afternoon tea, frowned slightly, and put down a few newspapers in his hand.

Although the articles were published by small and medium-sized newspapers and magazines, there were no authoritative large newspapers involved.

But the number of articles is large enough to arouse discussions among the market.

If one is not handled well, Ryan Ackerman's reputation will be completely stink.

"Interesting, the old aristocracy suppressed dissidents? Some underground organizations seem to have popped up too, familiar feeling... Demon descendants also got involved?
But this has nothing to do with us. Whether that young man is the prophesied 'Son of the Stars', or a variable, has little to do with the church. "

Gonzalez, the head of the Knights Templar, put down the black tea in his cup, his light blue pupils were as deep as a pool of water.

Michelle and Ren joined hands in the Demon Realm to kill the clone of the Demon Grand Duke... It is not difficult for the Church to deduce his origin.

The Demon Slaying Art combined with the nature of star power locked his identity.

"Then...we don't have to worry about it?"

Michelle rarely showed some hesitation on his paralyzed face.

He still admires Rennes as a teammate, and the potential and strength shown by the other party are also worth making friends and showing goodwill.

Although he often has a dead face, Michelle is by no means ignorant of the world, and it is of great benefit to the church to make friends with a genius with amazing talent and potential.

"Even if the church wants to show favor, it won't be of much help."

Gonzalez shook his head, he could tell that the young master witcher had encountered quite a lot of trouble this time.

These days, he and the butcher Karl finally finished their negotiations, and today they are going back to the San Joan Empire. Michelle also has other tasks... The church can't help much.

"Yes, our influence in the Faroland Kingdom is too small."

Taking a sip of green tea, Michelle sighed lightly.

A hundred years ago, the San Joan Empire and Faroran finally ceased fighting.

The Church of Light has gained the right to preach in the Faroland Kingdom.

However, with the hundreds of years of grievances and grievances between the Faroland Kingdom, the Empire, and the church, and the agreement that the saints of the church are not allowed to enter... one can imagine the difficulty of preaching here.

Even today, under the hostility from the royal family and nobles to the common people, the church does not have much influence in Faroland.

Moreover, the Church seriously lacks experts in the Faroland Kingdom.

Not to mention the departing head, apart from him, there is only Cardinal Anthony, a Templar-level transcendent, in the entire kingdom.

Two or three big cats and kittens.

"For the church, the selection of the saint is the most important thing right now. I am leaving, Michelle, and you stay in the Faroland Kingdom. It is best to go to the royal capital, Wisteria City, to help Bishop Anthony preside over the selection of the saint. matter."

After a few orders, Gonzalez stood up.

Without saying goodbye, he just opened the door and left.

Michel just watched the head leave with a blank expression.

After a while, he reached out and picked up several newspapers on the table, and a fiery golden flame gushed out from his fingers:

"The filth in the world can't be burned clean!"

The blazing holy flame jumped and burned the newspaper in an instant.

.........

Two days later.

The fiery red sun shines in the afternoon, and wisps of sunlight flow among the green branches and leaves of the green radish in the potted plants, rendering a golden glow on the bright green leaves.

"This group of title parties."

The corners of Ren's mouth twitched slightly as he squeezed a few newspapers that smeared him.

'The people in these newspapers are all so talented, they can go to work in the shock department of UC and the British BBC. '

He complained a few words in his heart, and Renn, who was blasted wildly, was naturally very upset: "It's useless to rely on lip service, but in the end, we have to rely on fists to make a sound, heh heh, a group of chickens and dogs, let's see who can kill who this time! "

"Boss, I think it's better for us to calm down.

Two fists can't beat four hands, why don't we run away... Ahem, boss, how about our strategic shift? "

Cowboy Garcia was sweating coldly on his brow, flipping through a document left by Princess Sophie a few days ago──accurately, a list of enemies!

"Calm down! What are you trying to do? Don't be afraid, just do it!"

On the balcony, Ren's nostrils turned to the sky, and he said domineeringly.

The incomparable attitude of that head surprised the cowboy Garcia for a while.

This is not in line with the boss's usual despicable and treacherous style!
Garcia has also experienced a lot of wind and rain, and he is not timid, and ordinary scenes can't scare him.

But...there are way too many enemies this time!

A large group of nobles on the edge of the plain, several underground gray organizations with forces spanning various countries, the entire ghoul clan... three forces are eyeing them at the same time.

After learning that the boss and Thorn Security Company had offended so many people, Cowboy Garcia was in a bad mood.

"Boss, I'm really not cowardly.

We need to be rational, we can't fight recklessly... as long as people are around, going to the empire to develop can also open up the situation! "

Seeing that Renn seemed to be very nervous and planned to force the large group of enemies, Garcia persuaded him earnestly.

"Sense? Why can reason be eaten?!"

On the balcony, Ren grinned, but there was no warmth in his smile.

Boss, you have changed and become swollen... Garcia twitched the corner of his mouth and hurriedly explained:
"Boss, that's not what I meant. I mean, how about a strategic shift like last time?"

If the green hills remain, he is not afraid of running out of firewood, anyway, he is used to it.

Back then, the boss made such a big mess on the plain, so he quickly dumped the blame on "Weird Man" Zolo, and then slipped away overnight.

It's fast to run, the enemy can't even see the horse's ass!

As a result, they were all safe and sound, but Zolo, the blame man, didn't escape in time, and was caught by the demons who had nowhere to vent, and broke an arm abruptly...

"Garcia, what kind of blind eyes are you? Could it be that in your eyes, I can only throw blame and escape...and strategic shift?!"

Ren stared at the dead fish eyes, raised his leg and kicked the cowboy lightly.

'Is not it? '

With a slander in his heart, Garcia, who was kicked, had a little grievance on his face.

He also knew why the boss didn't take anyone away this time.

It's not that the boss suddenly became brave and upright, but that the Thorn Security Company has become bigger now, and it's not easy to slip away.

And slipping away is tantamount to giving up the foundation, and the previous work was wasted.

"No need to persuade, so what if there are more enemies? Anyway, they are all scum in my eyes, and I will accept them as much as they come!"

Ren's domineering side leaked, and he said without fear.

He has already decided to give the enemy a head-on blow!
Seeing that Ren was so confident, it was as if the sun king had possessed him, the storm god of war descended, and the cowboy Garcia was also infected.

His expression gradually calmed down, he was not as panicked as before.

After calming down, the cowboy also knew that evasion was not an option after all:

"Boss, there are so many enemies, who shall we attack first?"

The enemy has three strands.

First of all, some nobles along the edge of the plain formed an interest alliance composed of more than a dozen nobles headed by Earl Wilton, Earl Anger, and Viscount Pierre.

Then there are several underground gray organizations, headed by a large transnational criminal group──"Night Clowns"!
In the end, there was revenge from the ghoul clan, and the main enemy was some demons that Duke Marcus could mobilize.

"That's needless to say? Of course it's a soft persimmon!" Ren sneered, and there was a biting killing intent in his words.

"League of nobles?" Garcia replied.

"That's right!"

Strictly speaking, that noble alliance is not weak at all.

But Ren and them are not deadly enemies, but conflicts of interest arising from the rise of the Thorn Security Company, and they are both nobles of the kingdom, so it is impossible to attack each other unrestrainedly.

Therefore, there is no need to die, just let them retreat in spite of difficulties.

"How?" asked the cowboy.

"I remember that the company also acquired a few newspapers, isn't it just to slander? Then let's hurt each other! Inform Suzanne, let our newspaper also release some of the black material of those nobles as a counterattack."

Ren said coldly.

"Information from drug lord Matt?" the cowboy asked.

"That's right!"

Back then, the Thorn Security Company wiped out the influence of the drug lord Matt, and obtained a lot of shady information afterwards.

How could a drug lord have been at large in that area for 20 years without colluding secretly with some local nobles?

Drug lord Matt is also a member of the underground organization ─ ─ "Night Clowns", so he can eat both black and white.

To expose this part of the black material is enough to make the group of nobles panic, but it is not enough, and it cannot solve the trouble.

"In addition, didn't they say that we colluded with the natives? Secretly provoke conflicts between the Kangao people and the nobles, can it be done?"

Ren showed a hint of playfulness.

"Yes, but what if the situation gets out of control?" Garcia hesitated.

There are 2 Kangao people living in the tent area built by the company.

During this period of time, according to the instructions of Boss Ren, many employees of the company almost fooled the natives who had never seen the world, not only trying to get money from them, but also calling them brothers and sisters...

With this layer of plastic brotherhood, secretly provoking it is not a problem at all.

It's just that once they get out of control, the consequences will be very serious. The indigenous people are not weak, and a conflict with the nobles will seriously affect the situation in the plains, giving the demons an opportunity.

"It won't get out of control. The war is coming. Because of the huge threat of the demons, the natives and nobles must restrain themselves."

Ren's words were full of sarcasm.

This kind of dog-eat-dog show is his favorite.

"Boss, you are so powerful, but your methods are even dirtier!"

Garcia nodded, in admiration.

With the revelation of scandal and the conflict with the natives, the nobles in the plains would be overwhelmed with these two moves.

At least all the methods that can be used on the surface have been abolished. As for the methods behind the scenes... Thorn Security Company is a mercenary company with a lot of desperadoes!
I'm not afraid of you secretly making small moves, but those upright restrictive methods are a bit difficult to deal with.

Da da da……

Cowboy Garcia's footsteps sounded in the living room, and he walked downstairs, preparing to call Susanna.

Ren turned his head and entered Kesha's bedroom before, and found a small black box from the bedside table.

Light blue light flowed out from his fingers and poured into the box. Shining lines outlined a hexagram pattern on the black outer wall of the box.

click~
With a slight tremor, the box opened automatically, and there were some photo stones and artistic photos inside.

Among them are a few sexy photos of the Valkyrie wearing only lace underwear with a shy face, which was taken by Master Ren in her boudoir with a camera.

In fact, Ryan also wanted to take some beautiful photos with more artistic value.

But the Valkyrie disagreed, saying that she would only allow him to do so if the two were actually married.

"A little fun for couples."

With a smile on his face, Ren casually flipped through the photo album he took for the Valkyrie, and then slowly pulled out a photo hidden in a dark compartment.

On the photo is a beautiful and seductive woman.

Long burgundy hair draped down like waves, a flawless white face, sexy red lips, a straight nose, and a pair of watery green eyes.

Her figure is graceful and graceful, with a slender waist and long legs, her lower abdomen is flat and smooth, and her skin is like snow and ice, warm and lustrous like jade, which makes people's blood spurt.

This is a beautiful married woman, a pretty widow to be precise.

The point is - she dedicated herself to art without any clothes on at all!

It is also the photo with the most artistic value in Ryan's hands.

Speaking of the origin of this photo, it is full of twists and turns.

This glamorous widow once had an intrigue with Ren, and the two fought wits and courage... She was the only woman other than Kesha who had successfully plotted against Master Ren.

"Hey, it's time to use this card."

Staring at this stunning woman in the photo, this vicious widow, a strange smile appeared on Ren's face.

This is a smile that is as gloomy as the old yin beep, making people shudder.

(End of this chapter)