Claude did not bow and pay his respects to Vivian until Hao Ren finally realized what was happening.
In fact, Vivian herself had not realized it either.
Aside from Claude and Mimir, everyone else's worldview had basically shattered into pieces!
Hao Ren had never imagined things would develop this way. After following Mimir's memories around in a circle, he realized that this impoverished vampire ancestor—who was so poor every day that she could barely afford to eat, whose greatest happiness in life was having a full meal, and who had wandered about in a daze for ten thousand years—actually had a far closer connection to the Demon Hunters than anyone could have imagined. They should have been mortal enemies, yet in the ancient era...
This poor wretch had been honored as the Fourteenth Saint of the Demon Hunters!
A vampire was the Fourteenth Saint of the Demon Hunters! Since this was important, it had to be emphasized again.
She had been the Thirteen Saints' "cross-race friend," a senior expert who had guided the Demon Hunters during their weakest days. Even the "Colperth" alternate dimension that the Demon Hunters now used as their headquarters had been given to them as a gift by Vivian!
Yet Vivian had completely forgotten all of this. Even the Demon Hunters themselves seemed to have forgotten it entirely. That was what Hao Ren found most incomprehensible. The former was easy enough to explain, since everyone knew what Vivian's memory was like, but how could the Demon Hunters be explained? Although nearly all the old-timers from the ancient era had died, surely not a single one had survived? Even if none of them had survived, surely they would have left behind at least a single word? She had been their race's "Fourteenth Saint," after all. Could it