When all guesses have different clues to support each other, the so-called guesses are naturally infinitely close to reality.

The Heather Empire's partial army was indeed hidden in Dumer, but the expeditionary force responsible for the station did not collectively rebel and surrender to the enemy. In fact, only one senior army leader rebeled. As a result, because of this person, the expeditionary force was tragically attacked and destroyed.

Such things happen on the battlefield every day, and in it, sometimes, you will never know whether the people around you are your companions or enemies.

After all, war is such a place where everything goes.

It is easy to take for granted the best army, the best intelligence officer, and the best aide, so it is easy to kill this imperial army in one fell swoop, even if the commander-in-chief on the opposite side is a strong ruler.

Xia Lan spent a lot of effort to kill this coach. This is enough to show that the opponent's strength is. The more the war develops to a critical level, the more such people emerge.

Xia Lan has always been very strange. Why did such people appear like crucian carp in the past when they were unknown? They were originally the brightest light on this continent, but now they are so dim that they are worthless.

Later, he thought of a word and realized it.

Heroes create momentum, and momentum create heroes.

When you look at the books of history, it seems that every time Elderland's turbulent era, these characters will appear frequently, like countless shining stars in the night sky. And whenever the rivers and seas are in peace, they will restrain their own sharpness and isolate them from the world until they can fully display their talents.

It is common for Xia Lan to solve this side army cleanly and neatly, and she can't be happy about her mood. It may be because of this kind of thing that has experienced a lot. I don't know if all the ever-winning generals in history have similarities. They are never happy about winning battles, but are only angry about defeats.

The results of the prisoner's interrogation were somewhat unsatisfactory. Except for the stern yelling to commit suicide by long live the empire, the rest of the people who were greedy and afraid of death made honest explanations, and Xia Lan was their explanations disappointed.

Because, he did not get the substantive information he wanted from them.

For example, their follow-up attempts to sneak into the Gardavian defense line.

It is said that this side army acted completely according to the commander's arbitrary policy, and the action plan was not determined at all, and the confidentiality was perfect. The only person who knew the inside story was probably the commander-in-chief. Unfortunately, he died under Xia Lan's sword.

“I feel something is not right.”

After cleaning the battlefield, Xialan and Berrant stood on a wooden and stone wall with their hands behind their backs, looking at the orange sunset in the distance.

"Are you doubting the existence of this partial army?" said Berant, who was keen.

"I don't deny that if the success of the Heather Empire's move can indeed cause us a lot of trouble, but I don't believe that the Heather Empire's plan would be so simple." Xia Lan said. "I think we seem to be ignoring something."

"Maybe things may not be as complicated as you think." Berlant said.

"This is not like what you said." Xia Lan said.

"The more complex the conspiracy is, the more difficult it is to succeed. Unless you can accurately predict every link, if something goes wrong, it will inevitably lead to a failure." Berrant analyzed calmly.

"Don't forget who our opponent is. Say a word to dampen morale. Assuming that the Heather Empire really has a conspiracy this time, we may really be kept in the dark without enough clues." Xia Lan said.

"With your current status, it should not be difficult to obtain some confidential information from the church. Have you found no problems here?" Berant said.

"It is because I don't have me that I worry." Xia Lan said.

He turned his back and looked at the temporary camp gradually built under the city wall. There was no sign of worry on his indifferent face, but there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his deep eyes.

"The Gadavian defense line is our last line of defense. If the Heather Empire really has a way to knock on this turtle shell, I'm afraid the ending of the mountain of Revelation will not be revealed to the city."

"I seem to hear despair from your words." Berrant said calmly.

"Because I haven't seen the counterattack of the Holy Church for a long time, how can I not despair in such a way that I sit and wait for death?" Xia Lan said. "No matter how hard the shield is, it will always be broken."

"After all these are just worldly forces, and the final decision of the winner is the pushers behind each other." Berrant said. "Since the people above are not desperate, why should we worry about their hearts?"

"That's right." Xia Lan smiled and said, "Win the battle we should win, let them worry about the rest."

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...

Mountains and forests, wind, moonlight and insects.

This long night, Xia Lan suddenly lost the interest in sleeping. He sat quietly in the coach's tent, staring at the burning brazier in the corner with his eyes blanketed. I wonder if the quiet environment in the late night is particularly easy to make people think about it, and the floating thoughts always inexplicably recall certain people and certain things.

In three years, he went from obscurity to shining, from a Knight of the Holy Tribe to a candidate Son, and even his own strength steadily entered the realm of law. The overall process was smooth sailing.

This is something that deserves his pride. If it were someone else, who could do this?

But the more this happens, the more he becomes trance and confused.

He has never been a person from this world, but now he seems to be integrated into the history of this world.

There was an invisible line in the dark that began to manipulate his destiny, just like the plot characters in the game, and the ending was already destined.

At this time, he would remember the conversation he had with Joshua when he was in the Salanyan land.

Is everything in front of you the result of intentional guidance?

The boundary between reality and illusion has never been so blurred.

"You still think about the past?"

Seeing that the lights were still on in the coach's tent, and the figures could be seen vaguely, Berrant lifted the curtain and saw Xia Lan in contemplative shape at the table.

"No, I'm thinking about another thing." Xia Lan came back to her senses and stared at the other party and said, "Berrant, did I want to know that you have felt a little abnormal about this world so far?"

"I don't understand what you want to express." Berlant said.

"Literally," Xia Lan said:

"Maybe, there is," Berrant said in silence for a while.

"For example?" Xia Lan said.

"From the first time I saw you, I felt a sense of incongruity." Berrant said.

"Sense of incongruity?" Xia Lan's eyelids twitched.

"Yes." Berrant looked at Xia Lan deeply and said, "I can't tell the specific feeling, but a subconscious mind seems to have a voice telling me that the incompatibility you show is not like a person from this world."

"Haha, if I were not from this world, then, which world would I be from?" Xia Lan said.

"Do you know? A long time ago, a group of people wanted to know if there was another world besides the world of Elderland, so this group of people left Elderland to pursue this answer." Berrant suddenly said.

"What happened later?" Xia Lan asked.

"No later, because this group of people never came back after leaving Elderland." Berrant said.

"Why did I never know there were these people?" Xia Lan frowned.

"Because only a very small number of people know this secret, and I am one of them," said Berant.

"I think your identity is not simple." Xia Lan said.

"Yes, and no one cares about my past identity," Berrant said calmly.

"Do you know who this group of people are?" Xia Lan asked again.

"The mysterious disappearance of Pope Luge III in the Silver Age, the contemporary witch throne of the Pale Song, and the contemporary blind lady of the Forest of the Stars..." Unexpectedly, Berant gave Xialan an incredible answer. "At that time, almost all the heads of major forces in Elderland joined the ranks of this exploration."

"There are no exceptions for those who subvert the fangs?" Xia Lan said in shock.

"Yes, it's hard to imagine, right?" Belante said.

"Haha...hehe...it seems that I am really ignorant." Xia Lan said mockingly.

"About half a year after they left, a major incident that had a far-reaching impact occurred in Elderland..." Berrant said meaningfully.

"The prelude to the era of natural disasters?" Xia Lan made her debut with her eyes glaring and blurted out.

"That's right!" Berrant said solemnly: "As such a coincidence, don't you think there is any strange relationship between the two?"

"Can we say that the arrival of the natural disaster era was brought by this group of people?" Xia Lan said.

"It's very likely." Berrant said. "At least, they speculated so from the historical documents recorded by our ancestors."

"Your ancestor?" Xia Lan asked a very question.

"You might as well tell you that the ancestors below have always been the recorders of Elderland's history." Berrant said.

"So that's it." Xia Lan said silently.

The Watcher of Elderland, a group of historical recorders born in the age of the gods. Legend has it that this is the most mysterious and long-standing escape organization, and it is passed down in the family situation. The mission of this group of people is to record the historical changes in Elderland from ancient times to the present.

"Have your ancestors recorded the specific speculations at that time?"

"Of course, and the content they speculated was too terrifying, I'm afraid that anyone who has heard of it would think it's a fantasy," said Berant.

"Can you talk to me?" Xia Lan said.

"Yes, but I hope you forget this after hearing it." Berrant said.

With Xia Lan's nod, Berrant slowly revealed that little-known history.

"This world is a cage. We are all people in the cage, and there are people outside the cage."

"The so-called outsiders of the cage are just a title, because no one knows what outsiders of the cage are."
Chapter completed!