The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 730: Your Amnesia Has Lasted a Bit Long, Huh?_1

Chapter 730: Chapter 730: Your Amnesia Has Lasted a Bit Long, Huh?_1

Sect Master Uriel Schneider of the Holy Fire Sect arrived to see Zion Frost tied to an iron pillar, his expression so dark it looked like it might rain.

Delaney Hunter didn’t give him any face, pointing at his nose and cursing him out.

Uriel Schneider was incredibly embarrassed, but powerless to respond.

Although he was in the Late Phase of Transforming Spirit, he might have been able to defeat Delaney Hunter, but he certainly couldn’t kill her, an anomaly. Therefore, there was no possibility of taking action.

If he made a move, Delaney Hunter would run away, and then Zion Frost would surely die.

Even if he could breach White Wave City, if Delaney Hunter escaped and caused havoc in Soul Shock City or another city, who could stop her?

In this conflict, the Holy Fire Sect lost.

And when you lose, you must accept it!

Delaney Hunter directly handed him a compensation bill.

"Due to the actions of your Holy Fire Sect, not only did we lose the black gold mine and people died, but we also consumed forty million Spirit Stones. All of these must be accounted for by your sect. In addition, Zion Frost is still in our hands. If you want his life, nothing on this list can be missing."

"If the stuff isn’t delivered within one day, Zion Frost will hang on the iron pillar for one day. If we haven’t received compensation in half a month, then we part ways. I’ll kill Zion Frost, have everyone withdraw to their cave dwellings, and then I’ll start troubling your Holy Fire Sect, city by city!"

Uriel Schneider walked away with a dark face.

In this negotiation, he was at an absolute disadvantage, without any ability to haggle. Who could he blame when he could do nothing against Delaney Hunter, not to mention that Zion Frost was held captive by others, and it was impossible to ignore his life.

Delaney Hunter returned to the City Lord’s Mansion, beaming with a smug smile, "This time, they must bleed heavily; otherwise, our people will have died in vain."

Hector Tate asked curiously, "What exactly did you write on that list?"

Delaney Hunter replied, "Returning the black gold mine is a prerequisite; after that come the compensations, including forty million Spirit Stones, fifty pieces of mysterious black gold, along with many other precious materials. Adding all the bits and pieces together, it should be worth at least one hundred million Spirit Stones, right?"

Carson Flores laughed. That was a nice, clean cut!

The actual consumption during the city’s defense was less than thirty million Spirit Stones, and to have the opponent compensate with goods worth one hundred million Spirit Stones would net a clean profit of seventy million Spirit Stones. The deal was indeed a good one.

For the Holy Fire Sect, one hundred million Spirit Stones were agonizing to part with, but they had no choice but to accept it.

Zion Frost was still hanging on the iron pillar after all.

Fortunately, the Holy Fire Sect was quite powerful, ruling over several cities. Gathering one hundred million Spirit Stones would be painful, but it was definitely doable.

Peace returned to White Wave City as before.

Zion Frost had woken up.

Upon receiving the news, Carson Flores immediately went to see Zion Frost.

Carson Flores himself had experienced being attacked by a murderous aura, and he wanted to communicate with Zion Frost about it, as this incident could potentially leave complications for himself.

A magical treasure that could instantly knock out a Divinity Transformation Stage expert - how many people would covet it?

"Elder Frost, how are you feeling? Does your head still hurt?"

Zion Frost looked at Carson Flores with a bewildered gaze, then around at his surroundings, and finally realized he was hanging from an iron pillar. He was instantly furious.

"Boy, who are you to treat me like this? Do you know who I am? I’ll smash your head in!"

The expression on Carson Flores’s face immediately became rather bizarre; this guy doesn’t recognize him?

Impossible, right?

He had been so enthusiastic in pursuing him before, fought him at close range; how could he possibly not recognize him?

Carson Flores asked softly, "You don’t recognize me?"

Zion Frost struggled violently a couple of times, realizing his arms and legs were dislocated and he was also fitted with Spirit-Sealing Manacles, and he stopped struggling abruptly: "Where is this place? I was clearly in seclusion within my sect; how did I end up here, and captured by you lot? Just who are you?"

Carson Flores’s gaze became even more peculiar as he stared directly into Zion Frost’s eyes, "This is White Wave City. You led people to attack White Wave City, but you passed out for no reason, do you not remember?"

"White Wave City?"

Confusion and fear appeared on Zion Frost’s face, "I was clearly in seclusion within the sect; how did I end up here, captured by you... Ah, my head hurts so much... Boy, no matter who you are, release me now, or the Holy Fire Sect will surely tear you to pieces!"

Looking at the panic in Zion Frost’s eyes, Carson Flores finally confirmed something - Zion Frost had actually lost his memory!

"You said you were in seclusion; do you remember the year and month when you began it?"

Zion Frost also realized he was suffering from amnesia, his gaze uncertain as he asked, "It was the year 732 of the Barbaric Dragon Era when I went into seclusion. What is the time now?"

Carson Flores’s eyes widened, Damn, this amnesia has lasted quite a while!

It was already the year 872 of the Barbaric Dragon Era; looking at the time, Zion Frost’s memory was stuck one hundred and forty years ago!

Carson Flores asked a few more questions, and judging from Zion Frost’s reactions, he was certain that Zion Frost wasn’t pretending - he truly had completely lost his memory.

Considering the excruciating headaches and nosebleeds Carson Flores had himself experienced after passing out, and now seeing that Zion Frost had lost over a hundred years of memories, he was deeply shocked.

What exactly was the origin of this Dark Seal?

He, being in the Golden Core Realm and weak in strength, let that pass.

But to think that just like that, the murderous aura from the seal had knocked out a Divinity Transformation Stage expert for several days and even resulted in the loss of more than a hundred years of memories?

That was too brutal!