Man on the ark, forced to become king

Her clothes and hair were a mess, and Kal'tsit looked extremely disheveled, a stark contrast to her composed demeanor when she first appeared. She struggled to get up from the ground, covered in dust and dirt, her face so cold it seemed like it could freeze someone to death.

Scout, who had been watching the entire game, silently lowered his head and said nothing.

He had nothing more to say. His boss made a grand entrance, spouting a bunch of riddles and making some tough remarks, only to be ambushed and knocked out. What more can be said?

It can only be said that they have really failed this time, suffering heavy losses.

Even if Lin Lu didn't kill anyone, the power that had been integrated into her body was a huge hidden danger. What power would allow a group of people carrying time bombs to continue working in the core?

Impossible. Not even the Tower of Babel. Although Her Highness the Princess is always mild-mannered, she will definitely exclude them. It would be good if they weren't completely kicked out.

Even Her Highness the Princess's right-hand man, Lord Kal'tsit...

Thinking of this, Scout secretly glanced up at Kal'tsit, then immediately looked away.

Kal'tsit's chest heaved violently, clearly indicating her genuine anger. However, blessed by the Golden Tree, she was utterly helpless, unable to vent her fury. Under the restrictions of the blessing, she could not harm anyone here by any means.

Until she comes up with a way to overcome the limitations of the blessing, she's destined to suffer this injustice in silence.

"This is the secret you went to such lengths to keep? A tree?"

She couldn't actually do anything, but she could talk about it. Kal'tsit turned her head with a cold smile to look at the lush golden tree, and said some sarcastic words as usual. Suddenly, her expression changed, and she reached out and pressed her hand on her exposed right shoulder.

She could feel an unfamiliar power flowing within her body, a faint tendency to connect with the great tree.

The power felt warm and gentle, like sunlight spreading through flesh and blood, flowing into every limb and bone. In that instant, Kal'tsit keenly sensed that the Originium crystals that had grown in her body due to Oripathy calmed down as the mysterious power flowed over her, and her entire body seemed to feel much lighter under its influence.

The power of this tree can actually suppress Oripathy?!

"Lin Lu, what exactly are you doing?"

Kal'tsit fell into deep thought, while Chen, who had been completely bewildered from beginning to end, couldn't help but speak up. She held the petite Lani doll in her arms as if she were holding a porcelain doll. She looked at the soldiers who were standing there awkwardly and dared not move, then at the ruins of the village where the battle was still going on in the distance. Finally, her gaze settled on the sheathed Crimson Sky Sword, and she felt a strange pang of sadness in her heart.

This was a precious sword she had only recently acquired, and it should have shone brightly in her hands. Now, it seemed to have become someone else's weapon, and she, its true owner, had become a mobile weapon stand.

She has been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years and is still only at the basic level of drawing the sword, while others can use it freely after only one or two attempts... It feels like something that should have belonged to her has been taken away.

"Don't worry, I won't take your sword. I'm just borrowing it temporarily. Now I'm returning it to its rightful owner."

Lin Lu turned around somewhat awkwardly, handed the Crimson Sky Sword back to Chen, and her gaze wandered.

He didn't think much of it at the time; he just used gravity magic to pull the Crimson Sky Sword from Chen's waist and used it. Only then did he realize that it was someone else's treasured divine weapon, not his own...

Well, after all, he doesn't have any suitable weapons at the moment. The only decent weapon he has is the Crimson Sky Sword, which is the only high-powered weapon he can get his hands on.

"Was I talking about the sword?"

Chen took Chixiao and glared at Lin Lu, then lowered his voice slightly, seemingly realizing it was a bit loud: "Where exactly is this place? Why did I suddenly end up here? And who are you fighting?"

"This is Kazdel... I'll explain this to you later."

Lin Lu coughed lightly, signaling her to calm down, then walked over to Kal'tsit, who was deep in thought, and looked down at the very disheveled Felin woman, feeling an urge to burst out laughing.

What's wrong? Not awesome anymore?

No matter how powerful you are, if you take a full-power dragon roar right in front of you, you'll have to lie down obediently.

What's with all this talk about being despicable... How can fighting be considered despicable?

As long as we can win, the means we use don't matter; the result is what matters!

I thought Scout's highly recommended mission would be full of style, and he would definitely have some great tricks up his sleeve when he arrived on the battlefield. But this is it? This is it?

Lin has no particular hobbies in his life, except that he enjoys watching others suffer, especially riddle makers!

"Miss Kal'tsit, how are you feeling?"

"..."

Hearing the voice beside her, Kal'tsit suddenly woke up, only then realizing that the current situation was not optimistic. It seemed that the Babel Tower combat force had been completely wiped out, and even she, the nominal commander, was now a prisoner.

Lin Lu's words made her already icy expression turn even colder.

So what? What else can I do? You came here to ambush me without any sense of martial ethics, and now you're asking me what to do?

If she could take action, she would definitely summon Mon3tr and tear this despicable man to pieces!

The truth is, she is currently unable to take action, and doesn't even dare to send a signal to call out the other operators who are still inside the underground ruins.

The entire army above has already been wiped out. Calling out the others would be like sending lambs to the slaughter. What if she is forced to attack her own people under the control of that power?

If such restrictions can be imposed, then there must be even more methods available.

Thinking about this, Kal'tsit's mood worsened. Upon reflection, it seemed that she hadn't suffered such a great loss in many years, and she never expected to be caught off guard this time.

Those despicable Lateran!

"...You won, but what exactly do you want?"

“I didn’t intend to do anything. If I really wanted to keep you here, would you still be standing here talking to me?”

After the riddle teller was beaten up, he stopped telling riddles. Lin Lu was in a great mood, feeling that she had won again in a way, a win-win situation!

"You're planning to let us leave?"

Kal'tsit's expression was indifferent, making it impossible to read her thoughts. Her demeanor gradually returned to its initial composure, as if she wasn't the one who had just been beaten to a pulp.

Chapter Seventy: End or Beginning?

"Leaving is not an option."

Lin Lu looked around and saw that soldiers were starting to walk towards them from the village. At the front were Ines and Hadley. Hadley's combat uniform was covered with tiny cuts and cracks, while Ines had found a coat from somewhere and wrapped it around herself, presumably because the clothes underneath were not presentable.

The two men walked slowly toward them, their expressions so gloomy they seemed to drip water, followed by a few scattered soldiers.

"Remove our restrictions and state your terms."

Kal'tsit also saw the approaching soldiers. Her face was expressionless, and her tone remained calm. This composure in the face of danger made Lin Lu look at her with new respect.

Unfortunately, it's of no use.

"Removing the restrictions is impossible, but I can let them leave."

Lin Lu pointed to the soldiers, including Scout.

"They can leave, but you must stay."

"Remove their shackles, and I can stay."

Are you making demands of me?

Seemingly having heard something extremely funny, Lin Lu's lips curled into a mocking smile. Looking down at the man, she shook her head and said, "Let's get this straight, Miss Kal'tsit, you have no right to negotiate with me. Letting them leave is already the greatest mercy I can show. Don't waste my patience, understand?"

"...Okay, we'll do it your way."

Circumstances dictate actions, and without any initiative in her hands, Kal'tsit had no better options. She took a deep look at the man before her and slowly nodded.

As long as people return, there is still hope. The Tower of Babel houses Kazdel's top sorcerers, and the current Demon King is also there. They might be able to break through this unprecedented restriction.

As for her own safety, that was not important. In her long life, she had seen too many people and things, and being in danger was not enough to shake her.

"Very good, I like people who know when to yield."

Lin Lu nodded, thought for a moment, patted Scout on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Scout, gather your people and take them back."

"I……"

Scout opened his mouth, but could only manage a bitter smile. He didn't even know how to explain this to Her Highness the Princess when he led the team back like this. This matter was not only not over, but had only just begun.

The Tower of Babel could never tolerate such a thing. Even though they were losing time and time again in their battles with the Regent, they were still an insurmountable behemoth for individuals. This time, even Lord Kal'tsit, whom Her Highness the Princess valued most, had fallen into this trap. The storm that would be stirred up would probably be beyond imagination.

"Alright, alright, enough nonsense, you can leave now. Oh, by the way, you guys, the one with the red hair, and the one with the long white legs, you stay here. The rest of you come with you."

Lin Lu waved her hand and dismissed Scout, also mentioning Hadley and Ines by name.

He knew, of course, that the Tower of Babel wouldn't give up easily, but he wasn't afraid at all.

Could the Demon King possibly have spared no effort to defeat him during the war? Now that the Golden Tree has been planted, it only needs to absorb the remaining energy from the natural disaster to grow further. At that time, his power will be restored to some extent, and he will have more means at his disposal.

In a contest of high-end combat power, as long as it's not the current Demon King who rules the Tower of Babel leading the expedition in person, they are not afraid at all. They can handle individual elite squads, and with hostages in hand, there's even less to fear.

"Red hair...long, white legs?"

Scout paused for a moment, then wisely refrained from saying anything more. He waved to the soldiers, signaling them to follow, and quickly walked towards the village.

Hedley and Ines, who had just approached, exchanged a glance, sighed resignedly, and their expressions softened slightly when they spotted W, who was crouching under the golden tree and was almost transparent. They then silently walked over.

"Um... I..."

Fiamet, who had become transparent along with W, touched her weapon case, hesitated before speaking, and then stopped.

The young girl from Liboli looked around somewhat bewildered, feeling that the situation had changed too quickly.

Mostima received the blessing first, and then the battle broke out. She was completely an outsider. It didn't seem right for her to fight or not to fight. Lin Lu didn't ask her for help either. After a slight hesitation, the battle was over. Now she was standing there in a very awkward position, and she felt like she was a bit superfluous.

“Fiameta, we can talk this over later. By the way, your hood isn’t broken, is it?”

Helping is a favor, not helping is one's duty. Lin Lu has always been very clear about this, and she had no intention of complaining. She easily picked up on Fiameta's words and asked a question.

"Huh? The hood? It should still be in the car."

It's unclear whether the bird's head was overloaded by the large amount of information it received in a short time, but the Liberian girl seemed a bit dazed at this moment. Upon hearing this, she ran to the SUV that was lying on the ground, and after some groping, she pulled out the huge sapphire stone cover.

"It's here, it's not broken yet."

"Thank you, may I borrow it for a moment?"