Night World Players

Chapter 141: Revenge on Brother Rust

Chapter 141: Revenge on Brother Rust (Two in One)

"A chance for revenge?"

"Leader Cecil, you mean..."

Listening to the words of the old man at the long table, Gray subconsciously raised her head.

Even though they were at the source of the plague and faced tens of thousands of Iron Crosses, those emerald green eyes remained calm and indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

At this moment, it was as if the dead silent water surface was broken by falling rocks... It began to fluctuate violently, creating layers of ripples, and could no longer maintain its previous calm.

"You mean, Brother Rast... Is there finally any movement from the gravekeeper?"

However, in the face of the girl's anxious questioning, Cecil did not give a direct answer.

The old man with a white beard just lowered his eyes calmly, took out a file written on parchment from the long table, and slowly began to read it.

This is the file that Grey kept within the Shore Watchers, which records in great detail the entire process from Grey passing the newcomer assessment, actually joining the Shore Watchers, to carrying out her first mission... until today.

"It took me three years to go from being an unknown newcomer to where I am today..."

"I have seen your resume over the past three years."

"Even though you have the fire inherited by the shore keepers, your progress cannot be summed up by just that fire."

Flipping through the files in his hands, a hint of imperceptible relief flashed across Cecil's old eyes.

"It seems that Sharona and I were right in our initial judgment."

"You are indeed the person we can entrust the future of the shore guards to."

When she heard the name "Sharona", Gray's eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Sharona, this is the real name of the deputy captain of the "Lost Paradise" project... Shadow Servant Sister.

To this day, the Lost Paradise Project is already a thing of the past three years ago... The details of that mission were kept confidential within the Shore Watchers organization, so for the vast majority of Shore Watchers, they only regarded it as another mission that resulted in casualties, and did not know the inside story.

but--

For those who witnessed the Lost Paradise Project like Gray...even though three years have passed, the memory is still vivid.

She knew the entire plan and all the truth very clearly.

And, the one who directly led to the death of the Shadow Servant Sister——

That unforgettable betrayal.

"Brother Luster..."

Gray's voice was no longer calm. Her heart, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, making a trembling sound.

"Calm down, Gray."

"I know you have been waiting and looking forward to this opportunity for a long time."

"But given your current mental state, even if you really get in front of him, there will be no other possibility except defeat."

The old man's voice came again.

It wasn't very loud, but it seemed to have the power to penetrate deeply into people's hearts, and was clearly engraved in Gray's ears.

So, slowly.

Gray took a deep breath and forced her heart, which had been boiling with excitement after hearing the news about Rast's brother, to calm down once again.

Seeing this, Cecil stopped flipping through the files.

He took out another roll of parchment from the drawer of the long table.

The wax seal on the file was also branded with a pale gold emblem of the shore keeper.

"Back then, in Deep Blue Harbor a hundred years ago... with his mortal body, Last almost single-handedly destroyed an entire city of Iron Crosses."

"The initial Iron Cross Plague and the descent of the evil god... were postponed for several months."

“And now… you have done something similar on the northern border.”

"So - I think, at this moment, you may already have the qualifications to look for him."

He placed the wax-sealed file on the long table and pushed it gently.

wow-

The file slid across the long table and stopped precisely in front of Gray, who carefully put it away.

"Your guess is correct."

"Noah and the gravekeepers have been silent for three whole years... and now they are about to take action."

"Correspondingly, Rast will also be affected by this."

"so--"

His voice paused for a moment: "If you want to wake Last up severely..."

"The changes that will break out soon will be your best and last chance."

"if--"

"If you think you have caught up with him."

……

Looking at the wax stamp with the emblem of the shore guardian on the file in her hand, Gray's emerald green eyes flashed with a strange light.

This is the seal that represents the highest level of confidentiality within the Shore Guards.

At the same time, this is also a key.

A key that leads to the depths of paradise, to where Rast's brother is, giving her the opportunity to stand in front of Rast again.

"I understand, Leader Sissel."

Gray bowed again and quietly left with the intelligence scroll.

The top floor of the huge watchtower was once again silent, with only Cecil left.

Watching Gray's figure gradually moving away and disappearing at the end of the stairs, the old man put away the documents on the long table and turned around.

He gazed out the window, at the people hurrying to and fro in the square below the watchtower, wearing the standard windbreakers of shore guards.

And, beyond the crowd, behind the watchtower... the coastline that appears and disappears, as if it has merged with the skyline.

Gradually, the old man's temperament changed.

It was no longer the gentleness and calmness that an elder showed to a younger person when facing Gray...

His gaze towards the end of the coastline became younger, his long eyebrows raised, and his eyes once again revealed an eagle-like arrogance——

It was as if an old and frail lion king had a premonition of his own death and stood up to inspect his territory for the last time... All the beasts along the way were terrified, and no matter whether they were jackals or young lions, those who attempted to challenge the throne had no choice but to retreat.

"That little girl... is still too green, too immature, and too weak."

“Perhaps if Gray is given another five years, she will be able to truly ascend to the throne of legend—just like how my teacher trained me to become a legend before handing me over the position of the leader of the shore guardians, thus smoothly completing the handover between the two generations of shore guardians.”

"but--"

"At this moment, we no longer have the next five years."

Cecil's voice was very soft, as if he was confiding, or talking to himself.

Even the most basic members of the shore guard organization have sensed the urgent atmosphere of impending storm.

What's more, it was him.

The old man gently reached out his hand toward the coastline outside the window.

The next moment, a faint flame slowly emerged from his palm.

Compared to the fire that Cecil showed Gray on the mountaintop of Paradise Royal City three years ago, this fire was so illusory, flickering unsteadily... as if it would be completely extinguished at any time. This was a matter of course -

The fire inherited by the shore keepers has been given to others.

At this moment, what exists deep in the old man's soul is nothing more than the remaining embers that have served as a container for the fire for hundreds of years.

It is like an illusion, a fire that may disappear like bubbles at any time.

Just, at this moment.

This old man is using his own soul as fuel.

At the cost of burning the soul and spirit, this shaky illusory flame has never been completely extinguished.

"Sharona, you once said--"

"The soldier's mission is to pave the way for heroes with his life."

"You saw yourself as a soldier, and me as a hero destined to illuminate the long night... and spent your entire life interpreting the meaning and responsibilities of the word soldier."

Cecil's gaze was somewhat distant.

"So, at this moment——"

"As an old hero of the previous generation, this is my duty, right?"

"Before I get too old to even walk and die on my sickbed..."

"To clear away all obstacles in the way of the young and immature successor."

"besides……"

The old man paused for a moment in his mumbling.

"As you wish, resolve the misunderstanding between those two people."

"So that they don't end up like us."

……

Gray had no idea what kind of mood she was in when she walked out of the watchtower, opened the wax-sealed file bag, and read the contents.

However, when she came to her senses again, she was already on a busy city street.

It was exactly the same as when Gray had just passed the newbie assessment for the Shore Guard, declined her companions' celebratory dinner, and walked alone on the street.

Just, at this moment.

On the same street, the young man whose face made her feel at ease was no longer there.

"Little Gray..."

The familiar voice awakened Gray from her deep memories and brought her back to reality.

She looked back and saw the girl with a ponytail looking at her with a worried look on her face: "Little Gray, what's wrong with you?"

"Since he came out of the Watchtower, he has been standing on the street holding this confidential file, looking distraught."

"Do you want me to take you to the hospital? I happen to know a doctor from the Order of Plenty. Her ability has a very good healing effect on mental injuries."

"I'm sorry, Agnese, I'm really fine."

Looking at her familiar best friend in front of her, an apologetic smile appeared on Gray's pretty face.

She recalled how she had ignored Janice in the square before: "Also, I'm really sorry for what happened before... I was a little too anxious."

"No, you don't have to apologize, Grey."

Janice shook her head, her orange ponytail floating in the air: "I know."

"Everyone says that you, little Grey, have been chosen by His Majesty Cecil as his successor and the next leader of the Shore Watchers."

"You stand higher, so you have more responsibilities and things to consider. I understand all of this."

"After all, you and I are no longer the newcomers who just joined the Shore Guard... Many of my acquaintances say that you, little Gray, are already one of the strongest among the Shore Guard, second only to Leader Cecil."

"With your ability, you will succeed His Majesty Cecil and become our next leader. No one will be able to find fault with you."

The strongest person under Leader Cecil?
So, is this how other shore guards evaluate me?

Listening to Janice's words, Gray couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Her transformation began three years ago when she returned to the Watchtower from Paradise City.

As the next leader chosen by Cecil to inherit the legacy of the Shore Keepers... Grey is naturally no longer facing the relatively easy, even comfortable and leisurely life that she had as an ordinary reserve member before.

It was personally supervised by leader Cecil, and the senior leaders of the entire Shore Watch organization participated in the customization and supervision - extremely strict, hellish training.

In order to develop her long sequence, Gray had to carry out extremely high-risk missions continuously for three years, without relying on any teammates' assistance, and without leaving any way out for herself...

Wandering alone in the most difficult areas, facing the most dangerous enemies, every mission is like dancing on the edge of a knife, putting yourself in a dangerous situation where you may die or even have no chance of survival.

Only in this way can Gray fully develop the power called "destiny" deep in her soul and squeeze out her potential in a short period of time.

Frankly speaking, when she learned about the devilish training she was about to face... Grey actually had thoughts of quitting. She thought about returning the fire she had obtained to Leader Cecil, or even simply quitting the Watchers.

This is the kind of training that the girl who used to wander around the continent and only considered her own interests would never accept.

However, even Gray herself couldn't believe it, and in the end she really persevered.

Because I want to gain power.

If I had possessed the power earlier, I would not have been so powerless when facing my brother Last on the high cliff on that rainy night. My only remaining cry would be helpless and furious.

She hated herself for being like that, watching the people and things she cherished slip through her fingers while she could only kneel in the rain and cry helplessly.

Nothing can be undone, nothing can be done.

"Little Grey—"

"Because... is there any news from Captain Last?"

Janice's voice was a little hesitant, but she finally asked.

As a member of the team that carried out the Lost Paradise Project, Janice personally experienced the entire process of the plan and naturally knew the truth about the betrayal.

I have a clearer understanding of Captain Last's position in Grey's heart, as well as the inexplicable feelings Grey has for him.

"Ah."

Gray nodded and resealed the confidential file in her hand.

The confusion in her eyes was fleeting.

During these three years, Gray has forced herself not to pay attention to the paradise or the news about her brother Rast.

Because she knew that she was too weak at that time and was not qualified to stand in front of that person.

but--

At this moment.

Perhaps I have finally caught up with that figure that was once out of reach.

And there was only one thing left for her to do.

"Find brother Rast and take revenge."

"Deny his ideas and tell him in person that his idea of using any means necessary to gain power is wrong."