I, the final BOSS of the beta test server!

No matter his aura, lifespan or strength... this only existing legend confirmed by mankind still maintains the strongest state and is far from being too old to have to consider his funeral.

But the old man suddenly had the idea of ​​training a successor -

Thinking back to the information mentioned in the secret letter that Leader Cecil sent to him four days ago, it was confirmed that the member of the "Gravekeeper" was a legend.

Being able to confirm the opponent's specific strength means that Cecil and the "gravekeeper" have come into contact... Considering the positions of both parties, it is even very likely that they have engaged in a battle.

Think about the name of this night world mission - "Echoes of the Era: The Prologue to the Legendary War".

That lion-like old man had already foreseen the future war...

Have you even started to consider the worst-case scenario?

His mind raced as he felt the shadow servant's gaze fixed on him.

"Currently, the first candidate Cecil is considering is you, Captain Last."

"After observing you for a while, whether in your character or your methods... you are the closest to the ideal organizational leader template, and to Cecil himself."

"If you wish, then from this moment on, the Lost Paradise project will be completely canceled. The affairs of Paradise and the Relics of the God of Death will be handled personally by Leader Cessel."

"You will return to the Watchtower immediately and receive the highest level of training and development as the next leader of the Shorewatch."

Listening to Shadow Servant's extremely serious words, Rast couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"I?"

"Let's put aside my character and other matters, but whether it's my accumulated experience and achievements within the Shore Guardian organization, or my current strength... they're not enough to be a successor, right?"

What Luster said was true.

Before starting the "Lost Paradise" project, although he could not be considered a passerby or a supporting role in the Watchers organization, he could be said to be unknown and obscure.

Even being chosen by Cessel as the captain of the shore guard team had surprised many of the organization's top brass.

Even though he performed well in the "Lost Paradise" project and was noticed by the leader, he was far from being qualified to be the next leader based on seniority within the organization.

"As far as I know, there are quite a few level six people in the organization..."

"Wouldn't the senior shore guards have any objections to this?"

"They are not qualified."

Shadow Servant's words were calm, yet they carried a merciless coldness.

She didn't care at all that most of those sixth-level warriors were her life-and-death companions, and were also veterans who had made great contributions to the shore defenders.

"Those high-ranking officials are far more powerful than you are right now, but their potential and path to transcendence have already reached their limit."

"The distance between the Sixth Rank and Legendary may seem like a single step, but it's actually a chasm... It's not a barrier that can be overcome simply by accumulating time like other ranks."

"It's good for everyone, it's good for everyone, we can take into account the interests and feelings of every member, emphasize more work, more pay, and equality for all... That's the privilege of the forces in peacetime and the golden age, and it has nothing to do with us."

"This isn't a game. What we're facing is a life-and-death battle with the Gravekeepers."

"The Shore Guardians must have a Legendary leader. Otherwise, they have no standing to fight... Whether a Peak Sixth-rank leader or an ordinary person becomes the leader, the Shore Guardians' fate will be the same. It's simply a matter of whether their demise is faster or slower. It's meaningless."

Shadow Servant's words were serious.

"Therefore, those who do not have the potential to be legendary are not qualified to become the successor."

"This has nothing to do with their qualifications or past contributions—"

"It's because we had no choice from the beginning."

She looked at Rast and said, "As for the question of strength and rank, if you are officially confirmed as the successor."

"Then, as the new leader of the Shore Guardians, there seems to be some special method that can pass on the accumulation of the previous leader to help you quickly replenish your combat power."

Looking at the serious-looking shadow servant in front of him.

Luster replied, "I understand."

"However, I think... I shouldn't be able to become the successor of Sissel's leader."

He chuckled. "Besides, I think the special method you mentioned earlier won't work on me either."

A trace of surprise flashed in the shadow servant's eyes. He stared at Last for a long time until he was sure that Last's answer was not false.

Given the other person's personality... whether in public or private, there should be no reason to refuse this identity.

However, Rast refused it so decisively and without any regrets.

and--

When Cecil conveyed the message to her, he had actually anticipated this extremely small probability of occurrence.

She nodded and spoke again: "Since you, Captain Last, have refused, the Lost Paradise Project will continue."

"Also, besides you, the second person in line to succeed the leader of the Shore Guard is..."

"Gray."

Gray...

Luster's eyes twitched slightly. "Gray, with her current temperament and experience, I'm afraid she won't be able to accept what you're asking for—the true ideals of the Shore Guardians."

"Besides, not only has Little Gray's own sequence level not been recorded...but she also seems unable to awaken her superpowers."

"That's not surprising."

The shadow servant glanced at Rast.

According to normal procedures, after Last refused to become the successor, he was no longer qualified to continue to listen to this highly confidential intelligence.

But for some reason, Cecil mentioned in his communication with her that when facing Last, she didn't need to care too much about the rules within the organization.

"The sequence isn't recorded... Although it prevents me from learning extraordinary knowledge and achieving advancement step by step, it's not entirely a bad thing."

"It may also mean that this sequence is unique and special."

"Cesare's Sequence, 'Sun,' was originally a completely new sequence, unrecorded and never before seen... Yet, Cecil ultimately made it all the way to where he is today, becoming a legend."

"Also, Cecil was unable to awaken his superpowers at first... According to his speculation, this was most likely because his sequence was too powerful, thus suppressing or even swallowing up the birth of his superpowers."

"And Little Grey is likely in a similar situation."

"Her power at the Advanced Sequence level is too strong, making it difficult for her to control it. It takes more time to digest and advance, and it is also more difficult to awaken her superpowers... But this also means that Little Grey has unlimited potential."

"If we ignore character and only consider the potential to become a Legend, Little Grey might even be above you."

Shadow Servant paused for a moment.

"As for Gray's character as the leader of the Shore Guard..."

"I think the so-called fledglings, the innocent children—"

"After experiencing sacrifice and death, I should be able to grow up."

"If I can contribute to the growth of the new leader, then I will have fulfilled my duty and stood my last shift as a shore guardian."

The shadow servant extended his shadowed right hand and gently touched the illusory glow on his left heart. "In other words, I have lived up to the heart that Cecil gave me."

Her words were plain, but to Rast's ears, they carried a strange meaning.

then.

In an instant, Rast understood the meaning of the woman's words.

"If Little Grey knew the truth... she wouldn't be grateful, but would probably hate you," said Last.

"Whether you're grateful or hate me, it makes no difference to me."

Although he couldn't see the expression in the shadow, Luster could feel the shadow servant smiling: "I know I can't be a person like Cecil, you, and little Grey..."

"You are the protagonists of this story, the glorious heroes, and your radiance will shine even when the curtain falls."

"I'm just a soldier, an insignificant supporting role in that grand picture."

"And what soldiers should do is to use their bodies to pave the way for heroes."

She looked at her shriveled, rotting, decayed body, like a dead tree: "Because, even if it becomes like this."

"But I've never forgotten... that I'm a member of the Shore Guard."

"Besides -"

Shadow Servant's voice remained calm. She looked at Lust and said, "Compared to me, the one you should really worry about is yourself, Captain Lust."

"Little Gray, the gravekeeper, and the Queen of the Underworld... What you're about to face will cause you confusion and pain. Your inner confusion and struggles are far greater than mine."

"Each each other."

Luster was also laughing: "As you just said, not only you, but I am also a member of the shore guards."

"So, isn't all this... just natural?"

Last's words echoed in the silence of the alley for a long time.

After a brief moment of calm, the shadow servant put away his smiling shadow expression and bowed respectfully to Rast.

"Then please allow me to take my leave."

The shadow dissipated and dissolved into the ground.

Last looked at the disintegrating shadow, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly: "Goodbye."

"Well, goodbye, Captain Last."

"Although we only have one mission, it is my honor to be your subordinate and to fight alongside you."

The shadow servant's words came from the distant shadows: "Also, I have to say, Captain, you are indeed quite charming... No wonder Little Gray and Her Majesty the Queen are so concerned about you."

"If I were a few decades younger and met you, I would definitely be attracted to you too."

"In this way, I probably wouldn't have to hang myself on that piece of wood called Cecil..."

The shadow servant's voice gradually became smaller.

Eventually, it became completely inaudible.

And Rast just watched quietly as the shadow went away.

After a long time, he took out a piece of paper, wrote a few words on it, and then folded it with his hands.

Then, Rast walked out of the alley, came to the gate of the palace, and handed the note to the maid at the door.

"An hour after His Majesty and I leave, give this note to Head Maid Anna."

Watching the maid at the door accept the note with some confusion, Rast did not explain anything.

He just stood by the door, waiting quietly.

A moment later, a knocking sound came from behind Rast.

Her long ice-blue hair fluttered in the sunlight.

The air was filled with the familiar cool fragrance of hair, which made people think of the cool moonlight falling on the snow and the cedar needles.

All signs point to the heroine of this journey.

Helen had obviously put a lot of thought into dressing herself up today. She changed into a dark knee-length skirt, the folded hem of which spread out like layers of lotus leaves.

She wore a small white round hat, woolen boots, and a blue ribbon headdress tied in her long ice-blue hair - this was picked out for her by Laster from a jewelry stall on their last date.

Compared to the rare jewels collected from the entire country in Helen's wardrobe... this ribbon is not a precious thing, but Helen cherishes it very much. She chose it over and over again for a long time and finally chose to use it as her headdress.

The queen, dressed up in a new look, walked lightly to Rast's side.

Then, she gently placed her white, soft little hand in Rast's palm.

"Shall we go?"

Ice-blue writing appeared on Rast's collar, with a hint of joy.

And Luster just smiled and nodded.

"Well, let's go."

Chapter 116 Fairy tales are fake, but love is real (two in one)

With the status of the Queen of the Underworld, the distance from the inner city of the royal capital to the suburbs can be covered in just a few minutes if she exerts all her strength.

However, it took Helen several hours to walk this distance of less than ten miles.

The previous date lasted only a short day, which was far from enough for her to explore everything in the entire royal city.