Ark Undead

People would say things like, "What? The sun has risen in the west! Will it not snow today?"

Then, he heard Skadi speak.

"Oh, right, there's something."

Skadi took off her money pouch, took out two gold coins, and placed them on the table.

She looked up and said sincerely.

"The wall is broken, I'm sorry."

"?" Old Benny hadn't quite grasped what he meant by "the wall is broken."

"Explain yourself clearly, what happened?"

“Last night, the Undead broke the wall. Although he broke it, the fault lies with me, so I'm here to pay.”

Skadi spoke calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Skadi's nonchalant expression, Old Benny's expression gradually turned ferocious.

So that's why they greeted me today – it was because the wall was broken!

He glanced down at the gold coins on the bar again.

The initial agitation was instantly and greatly relieved.

He went to the bar, collected the two gold coins, and then refilled Skadi's cup with a spoonful of hot milk tea after she had taken a couple of sips.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll find someone to fix it."

Hey, with money, what problem can't be solved?

Skadi took two sips of hot milk tea. In the snow country, it was a real treat to have something hot to drink on a snowy morning.

When old Benny had taken out the cheese they needed for the day, prepared it, and set it aside, he was done.

Skadi put down the hot milk tea she had finished drinking and walked out of the hotel.

She has some unfinished business to attend to.

The sun slowly rose from the snow, and the young girl sat on the balcony, gazing at the rising sun.

She didn't sleep all night again.

Although she knew her brother's decision was irreversible, she still wanted to express her protest in her own way.

She will still do it even after the protest.

But if she can't even make her own voice heard, then what is the point of her existence as a younger sister?

The dark-haired man had been waiting patiently in the room for some time. He wouldn't leave until the young lady had eaten.

"Horn peak".

The girl sitting on the balcony spoke softly.

Sensing that things were going well, the reliable male of the Fengti tribe quickly spoke up.

"Miss."

What's for breakfast today?

"Hot milk tea, honey-baked flatbread, and two slices of smoked jerky."

Enya jumped off the balcony and rubbed her calves.

Its fluffy tail dragged on the ground, making it look listless.

"Ah."

She nodded, went to the table in her room, sat down, and looked at the food on the table.

She had been starving for days and her mouth was watering, but she still looked at the horn standing next to her first.

"How has my brother been these past few days?"

"Young Master... Master, um..."

Horn Peak paused for a moment, then spoke fluently.

"The master is handling company matters. I heard there are some problems with the soldiers training in Victoria that need to be addressed. As for the past few days, there were several shipments from Colombia that needed to be inspected, and the master went there personally."

Enya's already listless eyes dimmed again.

"Yes, but the master is always concerned about the young lady and asks me about your condition every day."

Horn Peak noticed the girl's disappointment and quickly offered his concern.

"No matter what, your own health is the most important thing, Miss. Please take care of yourself."

"Thank you."

Enya nodded, politely responding to Horn Peak's concern.

But at this moment, her mind was not on Horn Peak's concern at all, but entirely on her brother's reaction.

Enya picked up a honey-baked thin pancake and gently took a bite.

The sweet filling wrapped around the soft outer layer made her mouth water, and she chewed it slowly, bit by bit.

Horn Peak breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Enya had finally started eating.

If Enya continues to abuse her body like this, Horn Peak doesn't know what to do.

After Enya finished her meal, Horn put away the cutlery and was about to leave.

"Horn peak".

"Yes, ma'am."

Enya called out to Horn Peak, she said.

"Please tell my brother that I will do what he asked me to do."

The silver-haired girl instinctively wrapped her tail around her waist and reached out to stroke her fluffy tail.

“I will become the saint of Kalan, no matter how difficult it may be.”

"..."

Horn Peak didn't know what to say.

He was the most loyal guard of the Shivaesh family, and he watched the master and young lady grow up.

He was unable to resolve the conflict between the two.

Whether it was the master's decision or the young lady's silent resistance, both had their reasons when viewed from their respective perspectives.

But they just can't express themselves clearly or make things understandable.

Horn Peak sighed.

"Yes, Miss, I will convey the message to the Master truthfully."

As the door closed, the girl sat in the chair, looking out the window at the sun that had completely emerged from the snow, and remained silent.

Becoming a saint means living in the sacred sanctuary on the holy mountain, and no longer being able to return to her familiar home.

Is it even colder up on the sacred mountain?

she thought.

74. A typical day in Melantha

At exactly seven o'clock in the morning, the communicator placed on the bedside table lit up.

Immediately following was a melodious cello piece.

The cello music turned on the room's automatic lights, and golden sunlight streamed in through the window, blending beautifully with the cello music.

Her smooth, lustrous purple hair was spread out on the pillow, and her smooth shoulders broke free from the light pink blankets.

The girl groggily opened her eyes and heard the alarm clock calling her to get up.

Although I've gotten used to waking up at this time every day, getting up early is not an easy thing. Especially when daily training exhausts me, it's even more painful.

But she still struggled to free herself from the confinement of the blanket.

With her slender arms braced against the bed, Melanie sat up and stared blankly at the screen on the wall in front of her.

The screen displayed Melanie's tasks for the day, and also reminded her that it was already seven o'clock.

"what--"

The Filin girl squinted and yawned, then raised her right hand, draped her left hand over her right elbow, and stretched.

Anyway, it's time to get up now. Instructor Doberman will be angry if you're late.

She picked up a hair tie that matched her hair color, with a cartoon cat head sewn onto it. Although it looked rough, it was a gift from Katie.

Melanie quickly tidied her hair and tied it back on her head. She then took out a necklace from under her pillow and put it on. The purple-haired kitten lifted the cup.

With its smooth legs exposed to the slightly chilly air, the kitten shivered, and its two ears on its head stood up and twitched.

"call..."

Finally putting on her shoes, Melanie got out of bed and ran to the bathroom to deal with the residual bodily fluids left over from the night.

Then comes washing your face and brushing your teeth, followed by skincare.

Even during training, skincare should not be neglected!

Paying attention to one's appearance is also part of the daily routine of a sophisticated Victorian lady.

Although she was far from her hometown, Melanie always kept her parents' teachings in mind.

Although Melanie is still a little over a month away from turning 18, her parents run a perfume business and also collaborate with other cosmetics manufacturers.

Naturally, they learned how to do makeup at a young age.

But now is not the time to put on makeup!

After rinsing off the foam from the toothbrush, the kitten spat out the water and rinsed its mouth with clean water for a while.

After washing her face with facial cleanser, the girl took out a bunch of bottles and jars from the small basket next to her.