I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"The General is right here, please wait a moment."

Hemingway knocked on the door, and after a few seconds, an old and loud voice came from inside.

"Which one?"

"General, Mr. Ful, the messenger mentioned before, is here."

"The messenger? Oh, that's the one Leo said, right? Come in."

"Then, please come in, Mr. Ful."

Hemingway opened the door and signaled that Fu'er could go in. Then after Fu'er entered the room, he saluted the old man who was leaning on the sofa and looking out of the French window, then exited the room and closed the door.

"Hello, Your Majesty General. My name is Ful, and I have been entrusted by [Palace Witch] Miss Elena to deliver a message to you."

"Oh? You are Ful -"

The sofa chairs rotated, and the general turned around and looked at the young man in front of him.

Fu'er, on the other hand, was also observing the old man in front of him.

The figure is a bit stooped, but the military uniform on his body is still neat and straight. His temples are gray, and he looks to be at least 70 years old. No, considering the increase brought by the hero mark on his body, he may even be 80 years old.

Although the other party's expression is quite soft now, the majesty between his brows and eyes can still be seen.

"Sit down. If you want to drink water, pour it yourself. Don't expect me, a centenarian, to pour it for you."

"…………"

Fu'er was silent for a moment. He really didn't expect that the other person would say this when he opened his mouth. After sitting down on the sofa, he responded awkwardly.

"Well, I'm not very thirsty."

"Okay, oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Oslo de Wallep, SS-class hero, name attacker, and border general. It's up to you to use whatever title you want, but as you can see , I am just an old man now. Although the rules in the army are strict, you are still a guest after all, so you don’t have to be too cautious."

The general waved his hand and continued.

"I have heard about your deeds. Although there are many things that are not in line with the rules in my opinion, you are still a child after all. It is really amazing to be able to do this, so I can understand why Leo admires you. Why? So, are you interested in developing your career in the military?"

"Huh? I...think about it?"

Fu'er was stunned for a moment, and then said perfunctorily subconsciously.

"Yeah, I don't want to come when you look like this. Anyway, I'll give you the chance. You can come to me when you figure it out. So, where's the letter?"

The general didn't wait for Ful to continue thinking, so he answered for him and then asked.

"Here it is here."

Ful opened his backpack, took out the letter from the compartment, and handed it to the general.

"So, who sent the letter?"

"Miss Elena only said that his tutor sent it to you."

"Her mentor?"

The general looked at the envelope front and back. There was nothing written on it, just a blank space.

"Which institution is her tutor from?"

"It's a star observatory."

"Okay, I probably know who sent it to me. That old guy, why didn't you send it yourself."

As if he guessed who the letter was from, the general cursed as he opened the envelope and glanced at Ful.

"Huh? Why do you have such a weird expression?"

"That... General, according to Elena's description of me..."

Fu'er hesitated for a moment and then said.

"Her mentor, about two years ago—"

"died……"

In the end, Fule finally told the truth.

The general opened the envelope, suddenly stopped for a moment, and then continued to ask expressionlessly.

"Did he die? That's right, I'm 103 years old. So how did he die?"

"I'll just..."

"Forget it, I know even if you don't tell me. That guy has been smoking for so many years and is a severe patient who stays up late. It's strange that he doesn't die. Being able to live to more than 90 is already a blessing given to him by Alaya. Old guy, he has long been It’s time to die.”

The general cursed and unfolded the letter, but judging from his trembling fingers, it was obvious that the other party was not as relaxed as he seemed.

The letter was not long, only two sheets of paper in total, but the other party read it over and over again for a long time.

The atmosphere fell into silence, and Fu'er also began to feel uneasy in this solemn atmosphere, and even considered whether to find a reason to leave temporarily.

"Humph!"

Unfortunately, before Fu Er could open his mouth, the general threw the letter aside and snorted coldly.

Then, a long sigh.

After a while, he raised his head and suddenly asked Fu'er.

"I heard that you are traveling?"

"Correct."

Fu Er nodded.

"Have you seen the scenery here?"

"I have only seen the scenery of Iceland in the intrinsic world, but I have never seen the scenery on the border."

Fu Er answered honestly.

"So, are you interested in taking a walk with me, old man?"

"what?"

"Ah for what!"

The general glared and frowned.

"In the military, there is only one answer, and that is [yes]!"

"Yes!"

Although Fu'er was complaining in his heart, didn't you tell me not to be cautious and pay attention to the rules of the army?

Of course, I only dared to complain a few words in my heart.

After walking through the corridor and boarding the elevator, I finally saw the sun.

Although the sunshine on this border is far from what he remembered.

The sunshine here is blood red.

It has to be said that the moment he landed on the ground, Fule was indeed startled by the blood-red sunlight, and then he realized that the entire base was under the ground.

Of course, there are not no buildings on the surface. Thick walls surround the entire fortress and are filled with all kinds of weapons.

As far as Ful could recognize, there were dozens of anti-aircraft guns, machine guns, and rocket launchers, not to mention more weapons that no one else could recognize.

Following the pace of the general, Ful came to an entrance beside the fortress wall, which seemed to be a passage leading to the wall. The guarding soldier saluted the general and then opened the passage.

"I heard that you came to the border, right."

"Ah."

“How does the border feel to you?”

"How should I put it... The initial feeling was that of a desolate, dead world. But after learning some stories about the past on the border, I couldn't help but feel sad for it."

"Is it sad? What was the name of the border you went to before?"

"Atlantis is a lost frontier off the eastern coast of China."

"Atlantis. Is it the border that finally sank to the bottom of the sea due to disaster? It is a world that is gradually heading towards destruction due to its own collapse. It is not surprising to feel sad for it. Then——"

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened, and the blood-red sky and pitch-black sun instantly reflected in Fu'er's eyes. Under the blood-red sunlight, even the barren land looked particularly ferocious.

However, compared to these, there is a more eye-catching existence, standing in the distance.

The twisted limbs, the diffuse black mist, and the crumbling space fragments all around, all kinds of strange phenomena highlight the opponent's presence.

"How do you feel about this world? Ful?"

Ousreli de Wallep looked into the distance and asked softly.

"To this world that was suddenly destroyed because of His existence."