"You're dead. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Ever since he heard this in his sleep that day, Regulus had been tossed so that he hadn't slept for two days. I was still thinking about making the dream longer, so that I could find the answer I wanted in the dream, but now I was scared by the "answer". How could he be "dead"? Aren't he standing here now?" Regulus thought.

"Is it true that all this is a dream, a world after death that I have imagined, as the voice said?

Regulus stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the seemingly non-existent coastline of Miller in front of him, no one around him, or no one dared to approach him at will, he used a wooden sword when he practiced, and now he had the "magic sword" that slashed all the monsters at his waist. It was the first time in his life that Regulus had faced so many strange eyes, and no matter how special he was when he was a child, the villagers were very enthusiastic about him. Regulus is even beginning to regret his decision to join the army, maybe it will be a little more difficult to continue to live in the village, but it will not be so messy, suffering from cold eyes and nightmares all day long, and dealing with attacks from monsters that come from nowhere......

"Damn, why do I have to do all this weird thing! I don't want to know who I am, I just want to be able to go back to Alyssa soon!" Regulus clenched his fist and slammed it on the railing.

"Is this really what you want?" the voice came again.

"Who the hell are you, you damn it?!Why are you pestering me like this?' and then 'go after the answers', and then I'm dreaming, and then I say I'm dead! If it's a joke, it's too much!Can you please get out of my head!" Regulus roared into the sky, shaking his head like madness, scaring the warriors in the distance.

"Sir, what's wrong with him? can't he be crazy, right?"

"Does he seem to be talking to himself there, or is he able to see things that we can't see?"

"He seems to have quarreled with someone, so he can't really be discussing with the demon, right?"

Carl and Oliver began to whisper to each other again, and Tatsuji "Golden Gun" was slow to react, and his mind couldn't turn every time they discussed, so they rarely let him join the conversation later. Huine just watched Regulus's unusual behavior calmly, not saying a word.

Regulus didn't know if he was hallucinating because he hadn't slept for too long, and now as soon as he closed his eyes, he could see the hazy white figure from his previous dream, not far in front of him, familiar and friendly, but unapproachable. "What the hell is that?" the figure reinstated Regulus's interest, and his eagerness to find out what the figure really was, made his fear of the nightmare from before him much less.

Fifteen days have passed since the time of departure.

Since Marshall of the Order took over the fleet, he ordered the whole team to keep moving at full speed, and it was expected to take nearly twenty days to reach Miller, but now he could faintly see Miller's coastline. Seeing that the task of landing operations was just around the corner, the soldiers were both excited and afraid. They were excited because they were finally able to set foot on solid land after so many days of sailing, but they were afraid because they didn't know if there was more waiting for them than what they had encountered before.

At this critical moment, York, who had been in a coma for many days, finally woke up.

Regulus had learned of this from Sheen, and now Sheine was the only one with whom he could communicate normally. According to Shein, Lord York had awakened half a day earlier, and when Chief Marshall found out, he had just called all the knights of the Order and went to the council hall with the four Yorks. It is said that they cast spells around the chamber so that no one can approach or hear what they are talking about, not even the lieutenant Gaka can join their meeting, and it is not surprising that the squad leader of Regulus knows nothing about it.

As for why he was in a hurry to hold the meeting at this time, Regulus suspected that it had something to do with the flying ball of light that Chief Marshall had received before, and it might also be about his own strength and identity. Regulus usually obeyed the orders of his superiors, but at the moment he was desperate to be able to participate in their conversation, but he could not break through the barrier of the spell.

Inside the conference hall.

"York, you kid will really wake up at the right time, you will recover when we go ashore, and let Lao Tzu do all the in the middle, and Vasilian's second big show is here again!" Marshall laughed.

"Alright, alright! Don't be uneasy with me at this time! Tell me what the captain commands, how the others are doing, and what has happened in the past few days!" York was still wearing only a cloth coat at this time, not the bulky and ornate armor of the Knights, and it seemed that he had just resumed his operations and was not very flexible.

"Yo, your kid's shelf is still so big! Lao Tzu has become your carrier pigeon, isn't he? He also doubles as an agent to help you take care of everything, you just need to come out and make an appearance!" Marshall put his feet on the table and lay on the chair supported by only two legs, swaying back and forth, but he couldn't talk to York properly.

"Well, forget it, it's useless to ask you, Roy, you say!" York looked at Marshall, who was smiling evilly, and reluctantly turned his head to Roy to the side.

"Deputy Commander, we were sent here by the Captain to assist you after receiving your message, Clark, Mike, and Gray went to help Oden, and the Captain himself continued to infiltrate the mission...... "Roy told York everything about the encounter on the way to the mission, the attack on John, and the mysterious black shadow.

"And such a thing, something that even the head of the regiment finds difficult to deal with......" York was very surprised, and he paused and asked, "So what happened during the time I was unconscious?"

"Oh, we saw a warrior with great mysterious powers when we first arrived, and he ......," Matt said impatiently, but was interrupted by Marshall.

"You kid don't talk a little bit, do you ask you?"

"Marshall!!" York, as if enraged, slapped the table hard.

"Okay, okay, I'll explain it to you personally, including the message from Clark I just received the other day. Marshall lowered his legs from the table, sat down with a rare rectitude, and then said to York—

"When we arrived five days ago, the fleet that continued to move forward was attacked by a large number of goblins, and one of the many warriors showed amazing strength, he used an ordinary iron sword to cut all the goblins in half in an instant, and the warriors within his range did nothing. ”

"What?!!Is there such a man among the warriors?...... is that kid," York remembered the stunned boy he had punished the other day for splitting the barrel in half.

"Looks like you already know something about that kid. Marshall continued, "Do you remember your trip to the Sanctuary two years ago?"

"It's the time you shouted to knock him down, only to be trampled under his feet in an instant, of course I remember, what's wrong?" laughed York.

"You bastard, if nothing else, do you remember the message about the arrival of the Son of God?"

"You're saying you suspect that kid is ......"

"Yes, we suspect he's one of the 'Sons of God', but I don't think it's that simple, and we received a message from Clark a few days ago that the key word in his message was 'Son of God'. ”

"How ...... this?"

"Don't worry, listen patiently. "Clark said they had encountered a man who claimed to be the son of God, 'Minos,' and was going to retrieve some 'obsidian stone' that belonged to him, who was said to be able to walk on water, and who blew up several ships with a snap of his fingers, and more importantly, that 'Minos' was the mysterious shadow we encountered earlier in Laconia that possessed John and caused the captain to fight bitterly!"

"'Minos' and 'Obsidian'...... It's getting more and more confusing, what the hell is ...... ahead," York said solemnly.

The meeting of the Order lasted from the afternoon to the evening, and Regulus saw York come out of the cabin with a solemn and solemn face. York noticed Regulus from a distance and stared at him for a long time before leaving on his own, much to Regulus's discomfort. What exactly they talked about, what their backgrounds were, these questions bothered him, and no one could give him answers.

York regained his power and commanded the whole army as commander-in-chief, while Marshall could only be relegated to be a deputy commander, and he rarely did not argue with York, perhaps because he had been tormented enough during the previous time as acting commander, so that he never wanted to be this commander-in-chief again. York's first order after resuming his post was to prepare all his men for the landing of tomorrow, when the fleet was only a few nautical miles from Miller's shore, and all the ships had halted.

Regulus and Shean stood on the deck where they had often talked, looking out at the coastline in the distance.

"Tomorrow is a big battle, and I don't know how many enemies are waiting for us on the shore. Sheine said solemnly to Regulus.

"Yes, we will land tomorrow, and our task is to land as the vanguard, establish a stronghold, and clear the way for follow-up reinforcements, and the mission is about to be completed. Regulus replied to this only friend he had at this time, he didn't care what others thought of him anymore, it was enough to have a confidant.

"Rest early, tomorrow is waiting for you to make a big move!" ahem......" Schine coughed as he spoke, and Regulus noticed that Schine was still wrapped in several bandages around his abdomen, and it seemed that he had been injured by Yaquika before.

"Your ...... Wounds"

"It's a little injury, it's fine!" Sheen smiled reluctantly, "Speaking of which, we often meet in this place, and I used to see you stupidly wielding your 'holy sword' here almost every time I came out of the cabin, but now that you're the captain, I haven't seen you practice!"

"What a 'holy sword', this thing is enough to choke me!" Regulus shook his head, "If it weren't for this thing, I would still be able to live like you ordinary people, but now I am a rare beast, used as a weapon by the commanders, and threatened by the warriors......"

"It's not like you to be so depressed! Where is the courage and momentum of you 'ice ghost' when you knocked me down with one hand?

"You kid remember, and 'Ice Ghost' is a nickname!" Regulus laughed, the two of them had known each other for only a month, but they seemed to have known each other for centuries.

"Of course I remember, it was me who was taught a lesson! I wanted to give you some color to see, but you were easily killed in seconds, this is the first time I have experienced your unique strength. ”

"Well, I don't want to be different, I just want to end the war and return to my sister safely. ”

"Don't think about it, if it weren't for your unique strength, maybe we would have died, and you wouldn't have been able to go back to see my sister safely, you are still our savior!"

"Well, you're giving me the nickname 'Savior' again, aren't you?" said Regulus.

"How can these nicknames be so domineering as the 'Golden Gun'!" said Sheane with a wicked laugh, and then both of them laughed wildly, laughing unbridled and without an image, for Regulus hadn't laughed so happily in a long time.

That night, Regulus finally fell asleep, this time in a dream that he had not had in a long time, and he dreamed that they had defeated Miller and returned with honor. He returned to the village with a lot of booty and rewards, and when he reached the entrance of the village, he saw the silly sister who had been waiting for him, and he smiled and touched Alyssa's head, and Alyssa was in his arms crying and sobbing with laughter, and the villagers gathered around him, and asked him about the situation and details of the war, and he replied as he gave them the cartload full of cloth and food. At this time, he noticed that a man was standing in the distance and did not come. Was it because there were too many people to squeeze in?" Regulus thought as he picked up a golden box and walked towards the man, but no matter how far he walked towards the man, the distance between the man and him remained the same.

"What's going on?" Regulus wondered.

"Let's go find out. The man said, and Regulus realized that the man was the familiar white figure in his mind, and when combined with the woman's voice, the figure looked like a young girl in a dress, but it was too blurry to see her face clearly, and he couldn't approach her.

"......Who the hell are you?"

"I'm waiting for you......" the figure replied.