"You can call me, Albert."

Al...... Bert? That ...... of mine Albert?

Green froze in place, his legs as if they had been filled with lead, unable to move for a long time.

…… I'm Albert, and I'm here to help......

Although they are different languages, they have the same tone, the same timbre, and even the intonation of each byte sounds so familiar.

In an instant, Green's brain was shattered.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Albert, my subordinates have been taken care of by you, and have worked hard for you."

Misri, on his part, was overjoyed when he heard Albert's self-report. He has always suffered from the fact that he has no talents who specialize in magic, but now someone has taken the initiative to send them to the door, and the most important thing is that the other party is still a golden creature! Even the golden beings on top are willing to come into contact with themselves - and even join their own ranks, not to mention the butterfly effect in other aspects, and the righteousness alone has a firm foothold. If the other party is really willing to work with him, then the hidden danger that Misri has been worried about can also be temporarily eliminated - he is always worried about the interference of the kings, after all, the bronze creatures are the creations of the kings, and I am afraid that no one will allow anyone to resist their own things, but with the golden creatures, the nature becomes an internal struggle of the golden bloodline, and the kings will not interfere in the affairs of the ancient gods and creations, at least for a short time, the rebel army will not be threatened by the kings.

Misri calculated in his heart that he was determined to succeed the older mage.

Because of the need in his heart, Misri's response was extremely sincere, and his tone was full of gratitude and sincerity. Although he was embarrassed, under the politeness and attitude he showed, he was more amiable, and the mage who had been smiling and greeting him even called "where". Obviously, he had a good impression of the leader of the rebel army who met him for the first time.

"You're too polite, it's just a few steps up the mountain, it's a good way to exercise for a weak mage like me." Albert smiled in response, but it was clearly more amplitude than Misri's smile, and it looked like the corners of his mouth were grinning to the base of his ears but he was still holding back the feeling of pulling back.

A grin on his face is not a good thing.

For no reason. With these words in Green's mind, his somewhat sluggish brain finally recovered.

Extremely shocked, he was quickly suppressed, and finally did not exclaim.

He...... It's really Albert......

Earlier, after Misri and Albert had exchanged pleasantries, the future Chaos Lord introduced the others to the mage, and when he mentioned himself, Green only nodded mechanically. Departing back to the rebel camp, Misri and Albert were at the forefront, engaging in a subtle conversation of meaning as they hurried. Green followed Lancelot and Atalanta behind, although he didn't miss a single step, but the whole person always stared at Albert's back, and every step he took was just the body's nerve self-processing.

The boy's thoughts had already drifted to the place where everything had restarted.

He remembered the unbearable memory vividly, because it was the reason why he had been able to meet his right-hand man, even though it was a very ugly death. He remembered that he had accepted the new setting of the bloodline. With the feeling of starting over, I met a young shepherd who came in a hurry and was out of breath. At first, Green only thought that he was a quest NPC, and he never imagined that the thin and beautiful man would become his most powerful partner.

He said his name was Albert and he said he hated goat's milk.

If you were an ordinary farmer, you wouldn't know how luxurious it would be, would you?

Albert, who calls himself the "Black Wizard", helped him successfully complete the first stage of the trial. Even Commander Kunali, Assesis, the current military chief of Kinlunga, was able to change form thanks to El's proposal. The three of them left the trial space, from the foothills of Suide Mountain to the border town of Endymion, and then to the Idalia underground canal where the magic dragon phantage was entrenched. After several twists and turns, he got acquainted with the "Big Face" Earl, and accompanied by Albert, he went to Mierte, the capital of the Kingdom of Rhodeland, experienced a series of events in the royal capital, and finally set out to seek the military strength of the Beamon clan...... Ever since he was reborn, Albert has always been by his side, and the Dark Wizard has been present in almost every important event. If it weren't for Al's daily busyness, Green couldn't imagine what the current Jinlunga would look like-

No, it's what you will be like now.

If Green had to pick his most trusted partner, he would not hesitate to say that it was Albert. Despite the secrets of this smiling fellow, neither Assesis nor Lilith could only be relegated, and not even the tears could surpass Albert's position in his heart.

His unconditional trust in Al may be more profound than the delivery of his life.

And now, this lazy guy surrounded by mysteries has appeared in front of him in such a grand manner.

-- And as a historical figure.

"I didn't expect it at all......"

The tremors in his heart gradually subsided, and Green was finally able to return to normal, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this guy was hiding so deeply. He finally understood why Albert appeared in the trial space, why Al was familiar with Little Smoke Ball, and understood the true meaning of his original sentence "It's just an enemy of half a continent". Think about how such a person who is by the side of the Chaos Lord, fighting against the entire Gonodia continent and even all the kings of the Golden Dome, how can he be afraid of the mere human empire.

Is it incredible?

But I've been guessing for a long time, haven't I?

"So at the end of the day, I still want to rush up and grab him by the collar and yell at him......"

Green subconsciously reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, and after a wry smile broke out at the corner of his mouth, such a thought finally sank into his heart, if he rushed forward so desperately, it was suspected that it was certain, I am afraid that it would attract the vigilance of Mithri, right? If he didn't pass the third stage of the trial because of such a thing, Albert must have been disappointed too, right?

The young duke steadied his mind and naturally let go of his mind.

On the other hand, this is also the best time to explore the mystery of Albert's body, and now he has the information. It's Albert's age - I'm in a big groove, and Al seems to be an old monster with an exaggerated age, let's think of this Albert in front of him as a young man in his twenties and thirties, and extrapolating backwards, just a medieval era is a thousand years long, and then a new calendar of more than two hundred and fifty years. In this way, wouldn't the "young" Black Wizard have to be more than fifteen hundred years old?

"Ahem......"

Thinking that the "beautiful man" who was smiling with him all day long was actually Wang Bachengjing, Green didn't swallow a mouthful of saliva, and choked himself and coughed.

"Friends of Grimm?" Misri immediately turned around and asked with concern, "But is he sick?" Did you suffer any internal injuries from the battle just now? ”

No, I'm holding back internal wounds......

Green shook his head with a bitter face, "It's a bit of a fork in the way of a hurry." "Of course, you can't say what is in your heart.

"Ah, if it's a matter of breathing. I might be able to help. Albert, dressed in a purple robe decorated with stars, looked back and smiled with a smile on his offer of kind help. Green was stunned, probably guessing that it might be some kind of magic, and noticed Mithri's worried gaze, thinking that it would not be harmful, and simply nodded.

So the black wizard raised the uniquely shaped staff in his hand slightly, a little fluorescent flicker, and the abundant oxygen immediately gathered beside Green.

"How do you feel?" Albert lowered his staff. Asked with a smile.

As soon as Green took a breath, he intuitively felt his brain clear in an instant. After half a second, I could even feel that I was a little excited, thinking that the oxygen level in my body had increased significantly.

"It feels good."

He refreshed himself and thanked Albert.

"It would be nice to be able to help somewhere."

Albert's smile was answered, but not before he turned around. Green also noticed that he winked at himself. Is there any hint? Could it be ...... The young man's heart was lifted for a moment, but he quickly let go, how could it be, it was just Al's usual inconsistency to make trouble.

After being repeatedly told by Misri to "speak up immediately if you feel unwell", the group continued on their way. Winding along the path in the woods. Along the way, Misri asks Albert about the attitude between the gold and silver bloodlines, and Green has a casual conversation with Lancelot and Atalanta. On some of the important issues of the military aircraft, Green knew that he had not yet been truly recognized, so he wisely chose to avoid them, and only had the necessary understanding of the general situation. After chatting all the way, no one felt tired, and about an hour later, the five of them walked to the border of the mountainous woodland in the mottled twilight sprinkled among the leaves.

"It's finally home."

I don't know who said lightly, Green subconsciously raised his head, and the scene in front of him was finally no longer the same white-brown old tree, but instead a thriving tree that could be seen from a distance. In the walls of wedge-headed trunks carved from giant wood were tents and simple houses, which looked shabby and poor, but even at such a distance, the ears could hear the laughter of the people in the breeze, and Grimm looked far away, and the people who wandered among them were obviously bronze, and they must have been treated as slaves of the higher races before settling here.

I see......

Green sighed in his heart, although this place was simple, it was their home and their shelter.

It's their paradise.

The young duke involuntarily turned his gaze to Misri, all thanks to this ancestor of mine. Thinking of this, he suddenly missed Jin Lunga, and those who had been displaced from place to place, and those slaves who had been bought by himself and turned into free people, would they also be so grateful to me?

"It seems that I have lived up to my trust and brought you away from this product of nature."

Albert at the front smiled slightly, he took two steps forward, then turned around, and waved his free hand to his side.

"This is the end of my mission, and my father seems to be impatient."

The other four were stunned, not understanding why Albert said this, but the next moment, the space next to the Black Wizard suddenly distorted, and in this shocking zero mana fluctuation, the figure of an aging dragon clock slowly appeared almost as if it had assimilated into the air, holding a wooden staff that looked equally old, with neither a portal nor any sign of mana mobilization.

It just appeared out of thin air.

The man wore a hood over his robes, and his entire face was covered in shadows, except for his gray beard that hung down to his chest. And just after he appeared, two other taller figures, also wearing hoods, slowly appeared behind him.

"This is my father." Albert introduced, "And here are my two brothers. ”

"You are Mr. Albert's father!" Mithri was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward, "It is a great honor for me to hear that your subordinates are willing to talk to me, and I am ashamed to have you wait for a long time, and I am really to blame for having to ask you to respond personally." ”

Green was also stunned in the back of Misri. Albert is so good as a dark magician, his father's attainment in magic must be higher, this young duke has been mentally prepared, but when he didn't notice the fluctuation of magic power at all, he still couldn't help but be surprised, even in the bloodline of gold, there are very few magicians who can do this, such a character is placed in such a troubled era as the primeval era, how can it be just an obscure little person as Al said?

As if he had a heart, the future Chaos Lord was obviously extremely curious about Albert's father, and after being humble, he immediately asked the question.

"I'm the rebel leader Misri? Gilgamesh, you must already know. Albert said that you don't want to reveal your identity under the guise of someone else, so now, I wonder if I can tell you your name? ”

The old man leaned on a wooden staff, which was more like a crutch than a staff, and after glancing at Albert, who was smiling, he nodded slightly to Misri.

"Please forgive me, Your Highness Misri, it was the old man who insisted on asking to introduce himself to you in person." The old man paused, stared at Misri, and suddenly let out a sigh: "Hundreds of years of endless waiting are to see the agent of the Great Will. ”

Except for Misri and Green, everyone else was stunned, and even Albert had a confused expression.

But then the old man spoke—

"Your Highness Misri, please bring the old man under your command."

The old man raised his head, and the hood on his robe was removed without movement, revealing a majestic and sacred face.

"Old man, Endymion." (To be continued......)