Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

"Ah!" The red wolf was startled, feeling as if his thoughts had been exposed.

No, judging from the other party's expression, she needed to add more fuel to the fire before she could speak. The clever Miss White Wolf suddenly came up with a good idea. She used the method of arming her arms around the shoulders of the regicide in her school days, put her arms around the neck, and then put her face close to him:

"If you have anything to say, just tell me directly. Do we still need to hide our relationship?"

What she didn't expect was that her sudden action seemed a bit too much, and the King Slayer actually got furious.

It cannot be completely described as standing on end, because the opponent's reaction was not as violent as standing on end. It just had its tail suddenly stood up and swung towards the white wolf's back as it approached.

The Kingslayer quickly noticed her own gaffe. She forced herself to calm down and said with a slightly red face: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay. And, I'm not here to hear you say sorry."

"Yeah." The good psychological quality of the integrated cadres took effect, and the King Slayer's face had recovered. "Actually, I have a small problem."

The white wolf said nothing and continued to stare at her, waiting for what to say next.

"That reagent, I just realized today how precious it is." The King Slayer looked at the people around him hesitantly, "You only had so much, and you gave me one yesterday. You shouldn't have done that. What if I was the kind of person who lied..."

Sure enough, retribution came. There is a saying that goes, if you tell a lie, you need to cover it with another lie. She had to tell a lie to the old man, which led to various misunderstandings afterwards. She must find a way to end this matter immediately!

But she couldn't think of any good solution, so she could only stare at the King Slayer with her eyes wide open, and said in a tone that was seven parts sincere and three parts pleading: "Let's not talk about this, okay? There is no other reason, I just want to believe you."

"Ah, ah, okay, let's not talk about this." The King Slayer stuttered a little. She felt as if Miss White Wolf's eyelashes were piercing her heart. It was a very strange feeling.

As her thoughts turned, she recalled what happened that night again, when White Wolf told Texas what he had witnessed, the time when she, the King Slayer, stood up for the infected little girl.

Is this why you keep trusting me? But Miss White Wolf, you only see the bright side of me. You don't know how ruthless and cruel I am on the other side. I went out with a dagger that night, not just to see the night sky!

"White Wolf, actually my name is Lyudmila, and Regslayer is my code name in the Reunion Movement." She suddenly felt that she should tell the other party her name, although after joining the Reunion Movement, she no longer planned to use this name.

Why did they suddenly bring this up? White Wolf was puzzled, but it was a good thing for her that the King Slayer no longer mentioned the reagent, so she nodded hurriedly: "It's a nice name."

The Kingslayer didn't expect such a comment. She felt a little happy: "This is the first time someone has described my name in a nice way."

"Hey, Lyudmila, Lyudmila, it sounds really nice!"

In the following time, Bai Lang naturally asked about the King Slayer's involvement in the Integration Movement. She was surprised to find that the other party had actually become an Integration cadre and was now organizing an assassination team and a ghost team.

Bai Lang had thought about persuading the other party to leave the Reunion, but when she saw the light in the King Slayer's eyes when she talked about their cause, she knew that her idea was no longer possible.

At the same time, the specific information about the integration movement also made her confused. In the words of the Kingslayer, Tallulah was definitely a qualified leader. She used violence but did not abuse it. She gathered the infected but tried not to affect ordinary people. Why would such a person do something that would lead to the organization's own destruction one day in the future?

She believed that the Kingslayer would not lie to her. There must be another reason. White Wolf felt that he seemed to have an inappropriate interest in the Integration Movement.

The other protagonist of the conversation, Lyudmila, finally realized her shameful selfishness. She had secretly vowed to devote herself to the organization, but now, with the White Wolf who might be of great use to the organization right in front of her, she had no intention of winning him over. Not only that, she even decided to exclude him from the organization.

She knew the organization's grand ideals, but ideals required bloodshed!

She was prepared for this.

She understood that sacrifice was not just sacrifice, but also represented a glory that was as important as life!

Now, she shamelessly wants to steal someone else's right to glory

Volume 2: Chapter 24 The Ashes of History

(ps: I don’t know why there was a little tail at the end of the previous chapter that was not uploaded, I have added it QAQ.)

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, in the cabin of a convertible pickup truck, White Wolf was staring intently at the pages of the book in his hand.

After meeting up with the truck driver, they gave him the cakes and fruits they had bought on the road as gifts of thanks. The driver was a generous girl who accepted them without hesitation, then found them two velvet mats to use as stools on the pile of books.

On the way, Bai Lang became interested in the large number of books beside her. Now, she was reading a history book called "Millennium Terra", written by Professor Heven, DH of Victoria National University.

She didn't know how valuable Terra's professor was, but she thought it was much better than the street stall works that mainly focused on curiosity.

The contents of the book indeed greatly broadened her horizons.

I didn't expect that Ursus has been established for a thousand years. Although there were dynasties that lasted for a thousand years in the historical records of the previous life, there has never been a country like Ursus that has maintained such a high quality of unity.

But if compared with Yan Country, Ursus is inferior, no, maybe more than a little bit!

The history of Yan State seems to have no dates, and the first sentence is always "in history". According to Heven, the history of Yan State is connected with mythology, and the more you go back in time, the more mythological elements there are. Unfortunately, archaeologists cannot go to the site for investigation, partly because of the ban of the Yan State royal family, and partly because of a common sense that everyone knows: the myths and legends of Terra may really be true.

Therefore, in the field of historical research, Yan Country left a blank for Terra, and the Eastern Country, which was deeply influenced by it, also became mysterious.

Putting aside the distant history, all major events that directly affect the modern structure of the Terra continent are inseparable from the name of a destroyed country - Gaul.

Gaul was founded three hundred years ago in the west-central part of Terra, which is the border between Columbia and Casimir today.

At that time, Victoria was at its most prosperous period in history. Its military, economic and cultural strength far exceeded that of other countries. With its superior geographical location, Victoria once became the trade and academic center of Terra. Later, the world-famous Victoria National University and Royal Guards College were established during this period.

How could such a big country be wary of small Gaul? So, Gaul developed quietly under the shadow of Victoria. Two hundred years ago, the 22-year-old Gaul King Grey planned the independence of the five northwestern cities of Victoria. The grown-up tiger finally showed its fangs, and the Hundred Years' War on the Terra continent began.

Professor Heven pointed out that later generations generally believed that the King of Gaul conspired to destroy Victoria's heyday, but this statement is actually biased. He analyzed in the book: Under the appearance of Victoria's heyday, the domestic contradictions had reached an irreconcilable point. The three contradictions between nobles and civilians, royal family and nobles, new nobles and old nobles were intertwined, and unrest could break out at any time. What the King of Gaul did was just to ignite the fuse in advance.

Not only that, the unrest caused by the Gaul King in advance actually prevented the country from being completely destroyed, because Victoria at that time was not yet corrupt to the point of being completely out of control. The Five Provinces Unrest did play a great role in warning. While licking its wounds, the wounded lion had to carry out a series of reforms, thus avoiding the situation of complete destruction. But no matter what, the former prosperity has become a thing of the past.

The next two hundred years were the era of Gaul, Ursus, and Columbia.

Gaul rose up on the back of Victoria, and the young Gaul King Grey became the center of world attention. However, he did not have the complacency and impulsiveness of a young man. Grey acted like a junior and established diplomatic relations with various countries without any rush, looking like a peace lover. The surrounding countries were suspicious at first, but after a few years, they gradually let down their guard and began to think that the other party was just a young man with no background and was not worth worrying about at all.

Pride is a chronic poison. It was not until the Gallic army entered the gates of various countries that the princes realized that they were in a critical condition and it was too late to repent. So, letters of peace floated to the palace of the Gaul king like snowflakes, and the Gallic ministers responded with treaties and compensation agreements.

The Gallic victory ended at Ursus, but the Gaul king would not stop.

Seventy years!

Seven major wars!

Seven ties!

For the King of Gaul, a draw means failure!

Every war he launched was conducted with extreme caution, and he spent ten years gathering people's strength.

The King of Gaul knew that militarism would inevitably lead to destruction!

But in the 72nd year, just two years after the last war, he embarked on his eighth expedition, which was an extremely abnormal military action.

Heven wrote in the book: Seventy-two years had passed since the First Ursus War, and the Gaul king was now over 100 years old. We have reason to speculate that the high intensity of state affairs over the years has greatly reduced the life span of the Gaul king, and he may not have much time left.

In the winter of 975 in the Terra calendar, Gaul was defeated and the Gaul king died of illness.

In the spring of 976 in the Terra calendar, Ursus joined forces with Victoria, Leitania and other countries to capture and divide Gaul.

After the fall of Gaul, the alliance of five northwestern provinces that once belonged to Victoria was officially renamed Colombia. At this time, the countries had once again fallen into the vortex of war because of the issue of division. No one had time to pay attention to this remnant of the war called Colombia. History drew a similar arc, and the era of Colombia has arrived!

Heven concluded this chapter by saying that Gaul prospered under the rule of King Gray and perished because of him. It left behind two inheritances: spirit and land. Most of the land later belonged to Columbia, and the spoils were beaten and lost; the spirit was inherited by Ursus. The Seventy Years' War not only honed Ursus' military strength, but also brought about a high national enthusiasm. The "glory of Ursus" came from this.

After turning to the last page, White Wolf let out a long sigh. She raised her eyes and saw Lyudmila beside her. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed a little aggrieved.

"Is everything okay?"

"No, but you're taking it too seriously. What if something dangerous happens suddenly?" Lyudmila was actually a little resentful, but she concealed it very well. She called White Wolf many times along the way, but this guy seemed to suddenly become a nerd and ignored her completely.

"Danger? Aren't you here?" Bai Lang looked puzzled. How could there be any danger when the two of them took care of each other?

Lyudmila was choked and speechless. She felt that there seemed to be an indescribable thing on the white wolf that was sticking to her little by little.

White Wolf did not look at the struggling Kingslayer. She closed the book in her hand with a satisfied look on her face, and suddenly noticed the witty remark left by the author at the end: As my mentor said, the only lesson mankind has learned from history is that mankind does not learn any lessons!

PS:

About Terra's worldview.

There are many theories now, and many people have been arguing about it, but Ark is set in a fictional world, so the author believes that each explanation has its own reason and is neither right nor wrong.

As for how Hypergryph will arrange it, it is difficult to determine. The world view of this book is based on the game, but due to plot requirements, it will not be exactly the same as the game.

Volume 2: Chapter 25: Old Station

As the sun set over the mountains, White Wolf and Kingslayer got off the bus near the train station and said goodbye to the driver.

It has to be said that in today's Terra continent, train stations are already scarce buildings. After all, it is an inevitable trend for air transportation to replace ground transportation.

In the past, White Wolf took it for granted that the change in means of transportation was due to the frequent occurrence of natural disasters, but not long ago, she learned the real secret.

It turns out that during the Hundred Years' War launched by Gaul, various countries invested money to expand their aviation businesses in order to compete in the arms race. This is the reason why Terra's aerial technology is so advanced.

History once again showed surprising similarities. As far as she knew, major scientific research achievements in previous lives were generally closely related to the military.

Two hundred years ago, the first airship came into being, and one hundred and twenty years ago, the first aerial war fortress appeared. This fortress was the predecessor of the mobile city.

Nowadays, mobile city-states have sprung up on the Terra continent. There are countless airships, aircraft, and battleships. Compared with these things, trains, a means of transportation with limited mobility, really have no advantages.

Although there are not many passengers at the station, the Ursus people still stubbornly maintain this system. White Wolf knows that what they can't let go of is not the train itself, but the ancient memories it carries.

It was very quiet near the station. The red sunset slanted onto the mottled red walls, moving slowly with the passage of time.

The red walls and railways have witnessed the century-old glory of Ursus!

The White Wolf walked in front and Lyudmila followed behind. She watched the sunset dye the hair on one side of the White Wolf light red. With every step, the color scattered like water waves, but immediately gathered together and became regular. It was very interesting and she was fascinated by it.

The light red water waves suddenly approached, and Lyudmila couldn't react in time and bumped into them:

"Yes, I'm sorry. I was distracted just now." She explained to the surprised white wolf.

"Sure enough, you also feel very emotional about this place."

Lyudmila didn't understand, but she nodded subconsciously, pretending to understand what the other party meant. If the White Wolf continued to speak, she could use the next sentence to understand the meaning of the previous sentence.

Miss White Wolf continued to speak. She pointed to the exposed black iron track on the right side of the red wall and said, "During the Hundred Years' War, Ursus relied on the railway to transport soldiers and food to the front line. This is how they were able to hold out for seventy years under the attack of Gaul and finally win the victory."

So, this place has a heavy sense of history, White Wolf thought. She noticed that the King Slayer didn't seem to know much about these things, so she played the role of a science popularizer and talked about the key points of Ursus' modern history.

In fact, the Regicide received a good education in her childhood, but ever since that incident, she has been constantly struggling for survival and rarely picks up books. In her opinion, history is just a boring trick for people who don't have to kill time for busy lives.

She was disgusted with history and also with those so-called scholars who had great reputations. If they were really that great, why didn't they solve the problem of the infected? There were so many people suffering in the world, but they locked themselves up in ivory towers and couldn't come up with any useful advice.

However, she was fascinated by Miss White Wolf's story. Although Miss White Wolf's story was not very good and she stumbled along the way, she just liked listening to her, and she felt that history was not so boring anymore.

The two bought tickets at the ticket office, and an interesting thing happened while buying the tickets.

At that time, the conductor was dozing off, and Bai Lang kept knocking on the transparent glass to wake him up. The conductor was startled when he woke up, thinking he had suddenly seen a ghost.

He is actually a fan of ghost stories. In the works he has collected over the years, beautiful girls have always appeared frequently and often play the role of demons themselves.

It took Bai Lang a while to convince the other party that she was indeed from the world of the living, but when she explained that she wanted to buy a ticket for the midnight train, the conductor became suspicious again, and at the end of the transaction, he was unwilling to take her money no matter what.

It seems that he will be forced to ride a pirate car. Bai Lang looked at the ticket in his hand for free and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

In the huge waiting hall, there were only her and the King Slayer. White Wolf accidentally dozed off and when she woke up, she found that the conductor was gone.

According to the Regicide, the cowardly guy had left his post long ago and disappeared in a flash.

I guess it won’t be long before new strange stories appear here.

At midnight, the train blew its whistle symbolically and entered the station. At such a small station, the conductor would only stop for three minutes. White Wolf and the King Slayer were the only two passengers at the station, so they did not have to worry about queuing. They slowly entered the carriage.

The seats on the tickets had lost their meaning. There were only seven or eight people sitting sparsely in the entire carriage. There were plenty of seats to choose from, but there was actually nothing to choose from. The two of them just found a window seat and sat down.

There was a clicking sound, the train whistle blew and started moving towards the north in the dark night.

"Get some sleep," Lyudmila reminded. "The train is slow."

"Did you arrive when you woke up?"

"I can't get there, but I can see the snowfield when I wake up!"

Volume 2: Chapter 26: The North

The old-fashioned trains are very noisy and blow their whistles at every other stop, which is not a good thing for the Lupers who have keen hearing.

The White Wolf didn't have a complete and sound sleep throughout the night, but kept wandering between being half asleep and half awake. However, given the conditions, she could only regard it as a rest.

The King Slayer was right. When she woke up, she would be able to see the snowfield. However, the situation was not quite what White Wolf had expected. She thought the train would be surrounded by the snowfield, but in fact, outside the window was still green and messy grass, bare dark brown land, and large areas of pine trees that had replaced the white birch trees.

The snowfield is just on the horizon, and a misty white coating is covering the junction between the earth and the sky. The train still has a long way to go to get there.

The sunlight filtered through the glass, waking up the people in the carriage. Lyudmila raised her head from the white dining table in a daze. The half of her face that was resting on her sleeve had a mark on it left by the folds of her clothes.

As expected of an integration movement cadre, she showed great self-control as soon as she woke up. It took her only a few seconds to dispel her sleepiness, figure out the current situation, and her face became as serious as ever.

However, this serious look coupled with her red face with a stamp on it was quite inconsistent, and Bai Lang couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lyudmila looked over in confusion. Although she didn't say anything, her entire expression conveyed one meaning: What happened?

"Don't move yet. Yes, just keep this position." Bai Lang said seriously, grinning in her heart.