There's something wrong with my chase

Fourteen years ago, there was also a team that set off from the capital like this, but it didn't return in the end. This was also the biggest pain in Wilhelm's heart.

"Mr. Will."

The trivial sound of hooves came from the side and rear, and a handsome earth dragon ran towards this side.

Also sitting on the back of the ground dragon, Kazama in a slender white robe greeted Wilhelm.The sunset glow sprinkled on him, and the team behind him reflected a faint golden luster.

"Kazama, it's still a while before the place and time you confirmed, why don't you take a rest in the car first?"

Magicians who delve into knowledge and spells and rely on their brains for food are physically disadvantaged. For mages who follow the army, the generals of the general team are not willing to let important strategic forces use up their physical strength meaninglessly during the march.

"Although I'm not as good as an outstanding fighter like you, I'm not that weak."

Wilhelm nodded slightly. In his eyes, Kazama was indeed a very unique spellcaster.

"Speaking of which, I want to thank you, Kazama." Wilhelm said again.

It was Kazama who took the initiative to present the news about the white whale.

Although Crusch did have the will to crusade against the white whale, this was also the main reason why Wilhelm, as a member of the Juggernaut family with a high status, was still willing to join Crusch as a subject.

You know, in terms of seniority, Reinhardt, the contemporary sword master, would also say "grandfather" when he saw Wilhelm.

However, it is useless to have a will. The most lacking in many things is often an opportunity, a suitable timing.

The white whale appeared and disappeared, and its activity track was irregular. Even Crusch, who had the ability to subdue him, couldn't subdue it if he wanted to.

The precious information brought by Kazama is the last piece of the puzzle to fill in Crusch's plan, and it is even more invaluable to Wilhelm.

14 years....

14 years ago, under the leadership of his wife, the previous sword master, the crusade team set off from the royal capital but no one returned.

Wilhelm has been looking for the white whale since the death of his wife's previous sword master Theresia Van Astrea.

But to no avail, and now so much time has passed.

His own life had already entered his twilight years, and if he dragged on a little longer, Wilhelm might not even have the strength to hold a sword.

So, he was very anxious, very anxious.The most terrible thing for him is not death, but the inability to complete revenge for his beloved wife.

"There's no need to be so polite, Mr. Will."

Kazama shook his head:

"We are colleagues ourselves."

"Furthermore, after the crusade was completed, Master Crusch agreed to hand over the body of the white whale to me. I'm not doing this for nothing."

Given Kazama's status as a guest in the Crusch family, if it is a very important and dangerous matter, Kazama has the right to refuse.But Kazama offered to participate, and the reward was the body of the white whale.

Of course, Crusch agreed, and after the crusade was completed, the ownership of the beluga whale would be transferred to Kazama after the carcass was transported to the capital for public viewing.

Wilhelm nodded:

"I just don't know if I can go back smoothly this time."

It is very likely that the Witch Cult got involved. Although the army below did not know about it, Wilhelm did.

He could disregard his own life for revenge, but these boys, Master Crusch and Felix were different.

"Casualties and sacrifices are always inevitable..."

"But victory is inevitable."

"Warcraft is not as powerful as the rumors, and the bishop of the Witch Cult is the same. It's just that the lack of information and the accumulation of rumors increase the impression of the world. How to know what it really is, if you don't face it."

"Take the white whale as an example. This magical beast that everyone in the kingdom has been talking about turned pale. If there hadn't been that accident back then, the previous Master Sword Master would have succeeded long ago."

Kazama glanced at Wilhelm, the expression on the latter's face changed obviously, obviously his thoughts became complicated.

'The accident of the year'

This was the secret of the Astrea family, something that even Crusch didn't know about.

14 years ago, Thearesia's campaign against the white whale failed because the Juggernaut's protection was suddenly transferred to the 5-year-old Reinhardt.

This became one of the reasons for Thearesia's death.

This also became the pain of Wilhelm's life, which made him hate the white whale so much and wanted to kill it with his own hands.

"Reinhardt didn't tell me about this, and I didn't deliberately expose your scars."

"It's just that I owed that guy a favor not long ago?"

"I know that because of questioning Reinhardt's indirect killing of Theresia, there has been some estrangement between you and him."

"In fact, Reinhardt is suffering just like you."

"'Grandma was killed by me many years ago', this is the burden that the seemingly cheerful guy has carried in his heart for many years."

"However, unlike you, you can still use revenge as the driving force and hunt the white whale as the target to support your spirit. But Reinhardt is different, the irreparable fault caused by yourself may be Spent a lifetime of self-blame."

Kazama brought up the past and Reinhardt, Wilhelm didn't say anything, just kept silent.

Looking at the appearance of Sword Demon, Kazama also clicked.

"I said a bit too much, and it was a bit abrupt. This is the housework of your Juggernaut family."

"Before the war comes, it's better to maintain a suitable mentality and empty your mind...Please enjoy the pleasure of revenge that you have been waiting for for 14 years."

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

As night fell, a pure white moon appeared above the sky instead of the bright sun.

Although the re0 world is a small garden world with a closed boundary, it is hard to say whether the ground under the feet is a ball or not.But as a world where life is bred, there are still things that should be there.

In the sleeping land, in the silent night, a burst of noise broke the tranquility.

"Boom boom..."

Accompanied by the sound of wheels rolling, the ground dragon's hooves.A huge team appeared on the spacious driveway.

The galloping earth dragon pulls the carriage, or people ride on the earth dragon's back.The people in the team were all wearing standard armor, and the slightly reflective armor iron plates and the moonlight shone with each other.

Obviously, this is an army.And judging from the fact that its rapid march still maintains its formation, this is still a strong army.

The troops moving forward in an orderly manner changed slightly at a certain moment.

Born with the protection of the world and favored by the earth, the earth dragon seemed to have discovered something with its keen perception, and most of the individuals slowed down.

After the earth dragon mutated, the soldiers in the team also noticed something, and a voice sounded.

"It's getting foggy!"

The people at the front of the line held up the torches, and they could clearly see that in front of the avenue, the thick white fog covering the huge surrounding area was rolling towards this side.

Subaru Natsuki, who was riding a dragon with Rem, was looking at this scene.

Unlike the extremely dignified and nervous soldiers around, Subaru Natsuki seemed a little excited this time.

He has already experienced this scene two or three times, but what is different from the last time is that the camp that came here has undergone earth-shaking changes.

An army, there is no lack of individuals with strong force in the army.

And he had also changed, this time, he didn't have to watch Rem cut off for him, but he was powerless.

The strength in the body has completely boiled under such a situation.

He wants to complete the transformation and become his true form.

"Everyone stop!!!"

Under the effect of loudspeaker magic, the soldiers heard the orders from Crusch, the lord at the front of the line.

Without any hesitation, amidst the roar of the earth dragon, the riders, including the earth dragon car, stopped.

Everyone tensed their faces, quietly watching and waiting, and the mist engulfed them.

They held their breath subconsciously. The mist itself is non-toxic, but looking at the gas that is completely different from the air, this is also out of the instinct to face unknown dangers.

The white mist surged extremely fast, and when the mist wrapped around everyone, the light disappeared.

Originally, it could easily disperse the magic flames in a large area around it, but at this moment, the light was suppressed in a very small range.

Many people can't even see their teammates around them, as if they are alone in this vast darkness.

Under the collective effect, individuals in the group can feel a kind of peace of mind.

But one second he was still in the group, and the next second he was left alone. This feeling is extremely terrifying.

In addition, there are legends that have been circulating among the people for 400 years.And, looming in the fog, you can't see it clearly, but you can feel the cognition that there is some kind of behemoth surging in it, making strange sounds.

These professional soldiers and elite soldiers also felt a lot of uneasiness.

Nervousness, fear, worry...

All kinds of negative emotions spread in the fog along with the spreading fog.

Just when everyone was anxious, a ray of light appeared in the dark fog.

The light was extremely soft, appearing very small and fragile, but it firmly passed through the white mist, passed through the darkness, and cast light on the sky.

Everyone looked up at the light source over there.

People with poor eyesight can only see a light ball, while people with good eyesight can vaguely see the small figure in the light ball.

It was a petite elf with a bud-like bun on its head.

And in the buds of the hair bun, a faint light radiated out.

....................

"Very helpful."

Crusch, who was wearing armor engraved with a mighty lion pattern, turned his head and said to Kazama beside him.

Kazama is holding a golden card in his hand.

Strong magic power is emanating from the card.

Large monsters rely on standard troops to carry out ant-attached encirclement and suppression, and there is nothing wrong with the strategy.

It's just that the white whale always appears at night.For the army of medieval civilization, at night, no matter how excellent its quality is, its combat effectiveness will be limited.

What's more, the Beluga Whale Warcraft also has its own field buff, and the magic fog will further squeeze the field of vision.

For the boss's appreciation, Kazama smiled slightly: