Ark Undead

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Skadi nodded her thanks to old Benny out of politeness.

This eased the tension a bit, and Old Benny took the opportunity to speak, hoping to encourage the two to talk more.

“Yesterday you told me you wanted to go up the mountain, but besides you, we need to find a few more people to help you with this. After thinking it over, I found this person for you.”

Although he was still spouting nonsense, it wasn't entirely useless; at least he successfully attracted the attention of the undead.

"Don't worry, I didn't specifically call him over, there's no other reason. The Undead just arrived last night, and Old Seto and I have been corresponding for a long time, he has mentioned this person in his letters, so I chose him."

He leaned against the bar and looked at Skadi.

"You two know each other?"

"I've met you."

Skadi didn't hesitate; it wasn't something that couldn't be discussed.

However, she was indeed curious about her body's instinctive reactions, which is why she fell into a brief silence.

Now, all the strange phenomena have disappeared, and she can look directly at the undead next to her.

As Old Benny said, this bounty hunter, whose entire body was covered in medium-sized armor, had a very strong sense of oppression.

Putting aside the weapons he used, Skadi could feel the explosive power hidden within his body just by him sitting there.

This isn't some mysterious or mystical thing; it's simply the mutual perception between powerful beings.

However, to her surprise, after carefully examining the armor on the undead, Skadi suddenly had an extremely strong sense of déjà vu, as if she had seen undead in other places besides Darkspring Town.

Thinking this, Skadi slowly tilted her head, looked up at the ceiling, and froze for a moment.

Where have I seen this before?

"Yes, I have seen it."

Even the immortal nodded.

To put it bluntly, most bounty hunters are burly men. A beautiful woman like Skadi is rare even among mercenaries.

Therefore, Skadi left a deep impression on the Undead.

Of course, besides her appearance, Skadi's weapons also left a deep impression on the Undead.

The craftsmanship of that greatsword looks somewhat familiar.

"Is there a grudge?"

Old Benny simply laid his mind on the matter.

"I have a feeling you guys are about to start fighting any second now? Let's make this clear first, if you're going to fight, go outside and fight, but don't damage my stuff."

"No."

The Undead shook his head, succinctly expressing his thoughts.

"But, I'm a little curious."

"Me too."

Skadi nodded, making no attempt to hide her interest in the undead.

"I'm also very curious about you."

Both of them are straightforward and speak their minds without holding anything back.

Old Benny breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled.

"Hey, there's no grudge between us, so let's not be so tense. Scar, just tell me straight, what do you want? Let's see if the Undead are willing to help. And tell me what you can offer in return."

With Old Benny's guidance and the Undead not taking any extreme actions, Skadi breathed a sigh of relief.

But the feeling she had just experienced and the sudden scream were still fresh in her memory.

"Okay, I'll start by stating my needs."

Skadi, like the Undead, placed the greatsword on her back on the ground and leaned against the bar.

"I want to go to Mount Karan."

Skadi spoke, taking a sip of the hot milk tea in her wooden cup, then looking at the undead beside her.

“My goal is to see the gods of Kalan. My idea is to sneak into the procession for the saintess election and see if old Benny can help me qualify as a candidate for saintess. But old Benny says he might have other ways.”

Hearing Skadi's words, the Undead sat up straighter and looked at Old Benny behind the bar.

"Can you help her get up the mountain?"

"uh-huh."

Old Benny nodded.

"However, what she said about sneaking into the Saintess election is too dangerous. Not to mention whether she can be successfully selected and become a candidate. Just two days ago, a girl of noble status was selected as a candidate for Saintess, and she has to fail the trial before she can enter the Holy Shrine."

He pointed at Skadi.

"Even if that one fails, there will be another round of elections. At most, I can put her in the team; I can't let that drop of water fall on her. If it drags on any longer, she won't be able to wait."

The Undead nodded. Just as Old Benny had said, this round of trials would take several days, and Skadi couldn't wait if she was in a hurry.

"So, my idea is that on the day of the saintess election, you go up the mountain from the side. The back mountain is a sheer cliff, impossible to climb. Although the front mountain is heavily guarded, I can find a way to create some opportunities for you."

Old Benny looked at Skadi and said.

"As long as you can stay out of the sight of the guards at Manjusin before the sun fully shines on the mountain path, you can climb the mountain along the path. Just keep an eye on your movements, and there shouldn't be any major problems."

"But before that, I need you to do something for me to distract some of the guards."

Old Benny turned to the Undead.

He was about to tell the Undead what he needed him for, and what the payment would be.

But the person who didn't die spoke up directly.

"I agree."

The Undead agreed so quickly that Old Benny didn't even have time to react.

"I need you...? And you're agreeing already?! Aren't you going to listen to what I need you to do?"

He was stunned for a moment; the appearance of the immortal was completely unexpected.

"I agree."

The immortal nodded again.

"However, I have one request."

He looked at old Benny and said solemnly.

"I want to go up the mountain too."

"..."

For a moment, the entire hall fell silent.

Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?

Old Benny had asked the Undead for help, but he never expected that the Undead would also want to go up the mountain.

Skadi was already troublesome enough, and now an armored monster has appeared.

"can."

Skadi didn't think much of it and nodded in agreement.

Well, that's great, Old Benny just shouted it out.

"Why did you agree to that?! It's not like you're the one who's going to come up with a solution!!"

Even the most good-natured Benny lost his temper; he was just short of throwing his glass on the bar.

"It was already difficult enough for you to go up the mountain! Now you have to add another one? Are you afraid that if there are too few people, you won't be easily discovered, or what?!"

Indeed, the importance of Mount Karan to Sherag is self-evident. Old Benny had to use up a great deal of his accumulated connections to help Skadi get up the mountain.

Although I made a lot of money, the risks were still too great.

If it weren't for Skadi's status and value, old Benny wouldn't have helped at all.

How much do you want?

The Undead looked at Old Benny, his tone unexpectedly sincere.

"Here you go."

"Bullshit! Do you think money can solve this?!"

Old Benny rubbed his head; he was starting to get a headache.

"The problem is that your trip up the mountain was already going to cause quite a commotion. Now that there's another person, it's even more difficult to manage, and we might not even be able to get Skadi up there. It's not really about the money."

Snapped.

A card, pressed down on the bar by the Undead, caught the attention of Skadi and Old Benny.

"This is my savings."

After thinking for a moment, the immortal changed his mind.

"This is my payment. Consider it as me paying for your help."

"I told you, it's not about the money..."

"There are five million in here."

The Undead pushed the card to Old Benny.

"Lungmen Dollars".

For a moment, the entire hall fell silent again.

"..."

Not only Old Benny, but even Skadi was stunned.