Due to the absolute dominance of professionals, the ordinary human kingdoms in this world will always be unprecedentedly stable and long-lasting, especially for those "imperial kingdoms" with legendary professionals, as long as the secular legends have not fallen, then the war that this country can experience is destined to be a trivial "small fight", whether it is to destroy the country or set off a change, such as the Hatak Imperial Kingdom under the rule of "Whispers of Destruction".

After more than 100,000 years of ups and downs, Hatak at this time is enough to be called an "ancient country", but the "ancient" history has not made much change in this small country that has always enforced slavery, just like almost all kingdoms in the entire multiverse, many of Hatak's professionals are also nobles who control absolute privileges, and the decaying royal family is also advocating that they have legendary powerhouses as their nominal backing "natural kings" The strict slavery system could not be shaken by the factor of time, and the so-called "revolution" of petty fights was nothing more than a "small contradiction" between small lords.

Even because the majestic magic tower maintains the climate stability of the entire Hatak Imperial Kingdom region like a needle of the sea, the temperature changes here have been gentle and calm for hundreds of thousands of years, and the only major topographic change is that there is an extra lake in the wilderness close to the tower, in addition, the climate fluctuations of ten thousand years are really not exaggerated at all.

But even though the legal system and the natural environment haven't changed much, Hatak's economic situation is much better than when Punk first took over the country.

You know, a long time ago, Hatak was just a poor, sparsely populated "small kingdom", but after nearly 200,000 years of development under the protection of legendary professionals, this kingdom finally showed a state of "prosperity".

Many beautiful and majestic cities are located on the vast plains with flat soil, and each main city is surrounded by hundreds of small towns, and the "official roads" opened up by the magic of the professions run through the fields, and the trade of merchants connects the economic and even political connections of the cities............

Although from the perspective of the entire Faeron plane, the tiny Hatak Imperial Kingdom is just an insignificant remote place, if you stand under a certain main city of this country, look up at the flags flying at the head of the city dozens of meters high, and listen to the hoarse shouts of the merchants around you, even powerful professionals can still feel the oncoming prosperous atmosphere.

At this moment, Ganatika, dressed like a down-and-out adventurer, with a sluggish look but a slow foot, has such a strange feeling, because when he passed through the barren area between the magic tower and the Hatak Kingdom and entered the bustling "big city", Ganatika, who had not set foot in the area inhabited by ordinary people for more than 100,000 years, actually felt a fresh feeling of being out of place.

It is a kind of "strangeness" mixed with "familiarity", and it is also a kind of familiarity mixed with "strangeness............

"Unknowingly...... How many years have I not set foot in town, haven't seen such a calm traffic? Come to think of it, I've been working for that man since I became a legend............ I'm almost forgetting how to ride and avoid driving."

Feeling and confused, walking across the flat road, listening to the noisy and busy breath in his ears, Ganatika unexpectedly found that he could feel a "sense of presence" more tangible than dissecting the flesh and blood of a subordinate lord on the bloody battlefield of hell, because such an ordinary city reminded the chaotic boy of his childhood almost instantaneously............

He still remembers the embarrassment of panicking when he first arrived in the big city, and he also remembers the first time he saw the ornate carriage and even exclaimed, and he remembers it even more...... After crossing the road hand in hand with a beautiful figure, the penniless boy stared at the honey flower pastry on the side of the street and drooled.

However......... Even if he stood in this busy traffic again after 200,000 years, even if he could clearly remember every detail of his actions back then, even if the ordinary city at this moment had coincided with the "Iron Bucket City" in his memory, the chaotic Ganatika could not recall the sincere emotions in his heart back then.

Yes, the memory ability of the legendary powerhouse can definitely be said to be unforgettable, but those emotions that should coexist with memory are destined to not survive forever, even if the teenager a long time ago tried to make his "past" that should always be remembered in his heart eternal through endless memories, but until today, until nearly 200,000 years have passed, until he once again stands on such a worldly and chaotic street, Ganatika still has to admit in horror - he is about the "past" There is really only a little bit of insignificant emotion left in the memories of feelings............

Wasn't it because he was so afraid of such a thing that Ganatika didn't dare to deeply recall the girl whose voice and smile were still clear? Wasn't it because he was afraid of losing that he had to immerse himself in the so-called goal of "becoming stronger" and couldn't extricate himself?

He fears forgetting, avoids forgetting, and emphasizes that "fresh hatred" to himself over and over again.

But............ Until today, until time has torn apart the blue of the sky, until the passage of time, the former teenager still forgets many things............

"No, I shouldn't forget, how can I forget such a thing, I remember it very clearly, I remember the majesty when you were going to take me as a little brother, I remember when you played with giving me half of the bread you had, I still remember every smile you have, I still remember many, many ...... Look, I haven't forgotten even a little detail, but ...... But............ Why did I forget it?"

Looking around at the "familiar" scene, Ganatika suddenly fell to her knees on the corner of the dirty street, her eyes filled with tears, and almost whimpered and cried out her saddest feelings.

At this moment, in the familiar "memory", where did the poor little boy still look like a legendary powerhouse? He squatted on the ground and cried like a child who had dropped his ice cream.

Perhaps before stepping into this familiar and empathetic city, innocent children can still watch the ice cream on the ground in the hope that it will return to their hands, but if the scorching sun finally illuminates all the eerie horrors that they dare not face, then even the most optimistic children can only watch their ice cream melt and disappear?

When he heard the rumbling of old cars and horses galloping past again, Ganatika, who had deceived himself for not knowing how long, could only admit in despair that he really ...... I have really forgotten those unforgettable love-hate feelings and hatreds!