In addition to the four sergeants who came in with him just now, there were also four or five familiar officers and several... military mages who came out with him.
It seemed that these people had reached a conclusion after their discussion, so the young man stood up and walked towards the door of the wooden house.
"Go in."
The guards on both sides nodded to him and stepped out of the way.
They understood very well that the young man could be alone with the general. After all, the young man was adopted by the general and everyone knew that he had a close relationship with the general.
"..."
The young man stopped in front of the door and did not move rashly.
He remembered that he probably didn't break in directly at that time. Although this was his dream, he didn't want to do anything unnecessary.
"Come in."
Before the young man could knock on the door, the person inside spoke first.
"yes!"
As soon as he heard that person's voice, the young man stood upright involuntarily.
He thought he would be more relaxed this time, but in the end he was still inevitably stiff.
After opening the wooden door, the young man did not look around at the environment in the wooden house as he remembered.
Instead, he turned his attention directly to the man standing by the window with his back to him.
Apart from the young man, this was obviously the only person in this small room, but this man was so inconspicuous that it was difficult for anyone to notice where he was at a glance.
The young man knows that this description is not appropriate.
Because this man does not have no sense of existence, he just blends his aura with the entire environment.
"You're not hurt, are you?"
When he said this, the man did not turn his head. He probably smelled the blood on the young man's body.
"No."
The blood on the young man's body was not his own, and there were only a few bruises all over his body, so it was not considered injured at all.
"Well, that's good."
The man nodded and continued to look out the window. The young man stood by the door and looked at his back.
This man is the "Golden Lion" Venacodo, the commander of the Badafinger Legion.
He is (once) a living legend, a hero praised by the world. He should have been an existence that was out of reach, but now he was standing in front of the young man, only a dozen steps away.
"General..."
The boy's voice was trembling, and he tried to move to get closer to the man.
The closer he got to Venacodo, the more real the dream seemed to the boy.
Because this "Vinacodo" was so consistent with the "Vinacodo" in his impression, it was as if the real "golden lion" was standing in front of him, not an absurd illusion.
The young man walked to Veracodo and found that Veracodo was observing the sky with a "clairvoyance" in his hand.
"Tell me something, I know you have a lot of questions now."
The young man had already arrived, and Venacodo also put away the "clairvoyance" in his hand and turned to look at the young man.
"I don't have much time, I will try my best to answer you."
"Then...what were you looking at just now?"
The young man remembered that the situation at that time seemed to be like this. He stood next to Weinakodo, and then kept asking him questions.
Dreams are wonderful, you never know what will happen next second.
In order to let this man stay in his dream for more time, the young man decided to ask the original question again.
"A woman."
Venacodo shrugged and smiled, quite seriously.
"You have a good figure and you're not wearing any clothes, so of course you should take a closer look."
"Forehead…"
Even though it was not the first time that he saw this person say these completely self-destructive words with a nonchalant expression, the young man still didn't know how to reply.
"If you want to see it, you can come and see it too."
While the man was still talking, he handed over the "clairvoyance" in his hand, and the young man had no other choice but to take it.
Moreover, it was also the first time that the thought flashed through the boy's mind that Vernacodo was actually no different from a filthy uncle who spreads bad information to minors.
This thought will ruin things.
When the young man looked up, he saw that Vernacodo's face had indeed grown two large beards. His face, which was about forty or fifty years old, was really close to the image of a "wretched uncle."
The young man thought to himself, this would be like a dream...
To put it bluntly, this world is created by one's own will, and one can do some surreal things in this world.
"It's over there, take a look."
Of course, Weinacodo himself didn't seem to notice anything unusual about himself at all. He casually touched the newly grown beard around his mouth and pointed the direction to the young man.
Facing the lens, the young man looked towards the place pointed by Wei Nakodo.
The target is the second sun in the sky. At this time, "it" has lost the momentum it had at the beginning. It seems that releasing the rain of fire is not such an easy task for this "sun".
"Who is that woman?"
The young man saw the woman that Venacodo mentioned, she was in this "sun".
But even if he used his "clairvoyance", he still couldn't see clearly what this woman looked like. He could only barely see that it was indeed the outline of a female body.
"The Witch of Fire, Fillinger."
When Veracodo said the name, his voice was very soft, as if it was actually a reference to his lover.
"Are you sure it's her?"
The young man put away the "clairvoyance" and returned it to Wenakodo.
He couldn't stare at the figure in the sky for too long. The terrifying fire elements were gathering in the sky with this woman as the center. The young man just looked at it for a while, and his eyes felt burning.
"It's her, yes. I can't think of anyone else who could match the person we have in front of us."
When talking to the boy, Venacodo always looked out the window.
"The attack we received before was probably Felinger's own forbidden technique, Karmic Fire and Heavenly Punishment."
Wei Nakodo went out of his way to find all the surviving mages who accompanied the army, and after consultation, he also understood what kind of opponents they faced.
"One of the eight great achievements of the Hero King Victor is to kill the last and strongest witch - the Witch of Fire, Firingel."
"Then what happened to this witch? Did the King of Heroes lie?"
The young man also knew this thing mentioned by Venacodo. The Hero King Victor is real, and his eight great achievements are not unofficial legends, but facts that are truly recorded in the annals of history and recognized by the world.
But now he still doesn't understand why people who have been recognized as dead still exist in the world.
"No, how could the King of Heroes lie? How could the King of Heroes, who always values reputation more important than life, tell such lies that can be exposed as soon as they are exposed?"
Veracodo shook his head and firmly denied the young man's speculation.
The Hero King Victor is a belief that cannot be tarnished in the hearts of many people.
Even though Wennakodo has been regarded as a hero by Noah, he still does not have the honor to be as famous as the King of Heroes.
When Wenakodo was young, he also worshiped the King of Heroes.
Many of Venacodo's styles actually imitate that person.
Although his vision has become much higher as he gets older, he still treats the King of Heroes as his senior.
"Filinger must have been killed. I don't think she would have lived peacefully for hundreds of years without any reason. Before we met this woman, I didn't get any news that this woman was still alive."
Even if this living witch is right in front of him, Venacodo doesn't think there is anything false about the facts he knows.
"Then what happened?"
The boy hoped that Weinacodo could give an explanation.
Does resurrection from the dead really exist in this world?
"Filinger is the strongest witch after all. She probably has some means to bring herself back to life..."
Veracodo spread his hands and added helplessly: "That's the only way to explain it."
"Does that mean the witch can come back to life? Can others also come back to life? General, I hope you can tell me in detail!"
He did not mention this question at the time. Although this place was just a dream, the young man still hoped to get the answer.
If... everyone can really be resurrected in this world.
No matter how harsh the conditions are, I will try my best to achieve them!
"No, kid..."
The young man discovered that the two mustaches on Veracodo's mouth had disappeared, and the man had returned to his original appearance.
"Only the great and immortal gods can rise from the dead. How can mortals touch eternity?"
Wei Nakodo actually answered his own question?
Can fantasies in dreams also answer questions that you don’t know?
As a young man, he would rather believe that what Wei Nakodo said now was just a imaginary answer rather than a fact.
Otherwise, if you try hard, you will have no direction and no way out.
Isn't this too sad?
"But this woman is resurrected?!"
The young man was a little excited.
He pointed at the woman in the fire cloud and shouted at this "Vinacodo":
"Didn't she die hundreds of years ago? Is she also a god?!"
"The Witch of Fire is one of the entities closest to God in the world. She is the incarnation of eternal fire, and she cannot be classified as a 'human'."
Venacodo answered the young man's question expressionlessly, and he did not show any dissatisfaction with the young man's gaffe.
Only then did the young man remember that he actually knew that the "Witch of Fire" was special.
It is obviously inappropriate to use witches as a negative example.
"This witch looks a bit weak."
Weinacodo continued to speak according to the script in the boy's memory.
"weak?"
"Much weaker than what the book says. If her power is not exaggerated in the book, then the 'Fire Witch' before us is indeed not as good as before."
Veracodo opened his "clairvoyance" again and continued to observe the woman in the sky.
"It is rumored that her magic power is endless, her spirit is as vast as the sea, and she has the energy to destroy the world with every move she makes. She can change the stars and the moon and crack the earth. If this were true, we would have been reduced to ashes long ago."
"Why did we meet her and those orcs?"
"I don't know. Anyway, we shouldn't be so lucky that we can meet them just by wandering around."
"Is there a mole?"
The boy knew there was something fishy about the attack.
The other party can obtain detailed information about the March route of the Bardafiner Legion, so naturally there are people behind it.
"There are a lot of people who can reveal our marching route, and there are also a lot of people in the world who want to kill me."
Weinacodo was not surprised by what the young man said.
"There are more people who want 'Badafenr' to cease to exist. I don't know who they are."
What Veracodo said also proved that he did not deny the young man's guess.
Judging from his tone, it seems that Veracodo himself doesn't care much about the mastermind behind the scenes.