Ark Undead

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"Also, when you were in Victoria, you seemed to have a connection with a nobleman who sold perfumes. His daughter would come to your house from time to time, sometimes staying for an hour or two."

At this point, SilverAsh couldn't help but glance at the Undead again.

"You have this strange habit? It was the same in Kazimierz. Why do you always like to be with girls? You're not even that old."

"?" The Undead glanced at SilverAsh.

What strange hobby is he talking about?

Seeing the Undead's instinctive reaction, SilverAsh realized that he might have been overthinking things.

"Ahem, never mind."

SilverAsh put down the pie, picked up the hot milk tea in front of him, took a sip, and then spoke.

"As for what happened after that great catastrophe, the girl was unfortunately infected during it and has now left Victoria. She went to a medical organization called Rhodes Island."

Rhodes Island.

The Undead nodded and said.

"I've heard of it."

Although it was only a few chance conversations that were overheard by the Undead, he still had a deep impression of Rhodes Island.

This company, called Rhode Island, is ostensibly a medical company.

Based on the Undead's experience in Kazimierz, these companies all have other businesses behind the scenes, to varying degrees. But that's no longer something the Undead need to worry about.

"Well, that's about it. Your activities in Victoria aren't obvious, and you may have done something else, but I haven't found out yet."

SilverAsh asked in a low voice.

"Do you need me to continue investigating for you?"

"no thanks."

The Undead nodded slightly, thanking SilverAsh for everything he had done for him.

SilverAsh smiled and shook his head.

"It's nothing, it's what I should do."

The immortal tapped his index finger on the table for a while.

SilverAsh could tell that the Undead had something to ask, so he remained silent and waited for the Undead to speak.

After a while, the Undead asked.

"That girl. What's her name?"

"Melansha".

SilverAsh said.

"A very elegant name, very Victorian in style. As far as I know, she is indeed a very beautiful girl."

"Um..."

The Undead nodded and sat in his seat, lost in thought.

SilverAsh felt that the name seemed to evoke memories of the Undead, so he didn't say anything more.

When the Undead heard SilverAsh mention the girl who lived in Victoria, the name sounded familiar. Especially after hearing the name, he felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

Moreover, this girl must be very important to him.

Several minutes later, the Undead raised his head and looked at SilverAsh.

"Then I'll head back now."

"I'll see you off."

SilverAsh and the Undead stood up together, but the Undead shook his head.

"You eat first. I'm going back."

He walked to the wall, picked up his greatsword, and hung it on his back.

"If you need anything, just have Horn Peak come to me."

“I know. After arranging everything, I sent Horn Peak to find you and tell you which way to go.”

SilverAsh nodded and escorted the Undead to the study door.

"Thank you very much for coming to the meeting. No one will die. It is my honor."

As he spoke, the head of the Shivaish family extended his right hand.

The Undead reached out and grasped SilverAsh's hand tightly. They held it for two or three seconds before letting go.

"Thank you, too. You told me so much. And I'm sorry."

"Excuse me?"

SilverAsh was somewhat puzzled, but the Undead didn't say much and turned to open the study door.

SilverAsh then summoned Cliffheart and asked him to send the Undead back.

As the undead disappeared around the corner of the corridor, SilverAsh remained standing in the same spot, savoring his conversation with the undead.

At that moment, a figure walked out of the room next door and looked towards the corner of the corridor.

Then, he turned his head and looked at his boss.

"He agreed?"

"I agreed."

Silver Gray responded softly to his subordinate's question, then turned and walked into the study.

The woman behind him followed him into the study.

Only after stepping into the sunlight could one clearly see what the woman looked like.

The black horns on her head snaked upwards, like the horns of a demon, yet strangely exuded majesty.

Black hair cascaded down her shoulders, draped over her jet-black shoulder armor. Her eyebrows and eyes were long and narrow, exuding a captivating pressure, with a black teardrop-shaped mark at the corner of her eye.

SilverAsh walked to the table and pointed to the chair the Undead had just sat in.

"sit."

The woman sat down as the silver-haired man pointed.

He then lifted his thigh, which was covered by black trousers, and placed it on his other leg.

She spoke, her voice clear and cool, like the tinkling of a secluded spring.

How are you feeling?

Silver Grey picked up the hot milk tea, took a sip, and then put the teacup down.

Then, pointing to the woman beside him, he said.

"It's even more oppressive than the pressure you put on me."

"Ah."

She was not surprised by this answer at all.

“I’ve watched his matches and tried to figure out how to break through his defense. But I realized that no matter what I did, I might win, but I would definitely be the one who loses.”

The woman paused for a moment, then added.

"However, now that he has changed his weapons again, I am not sure what the situation will be like facing him now."

SilverAsh nodded and said.

"The Black Knight of Kazimierz and the War Knight of Kazimierz. Although I didn't have the chance to witness your battle, I can already imagine what it would be like."

He sighed softly.

"That must be an absolutely spectacular showdown; just thinking about it makes my heart race."

The woman known as the Black Knight remained silent, gazing at the rising sun outside the window.

She was urgently summoned back to Sherag by her boss, who thought there was something important to do. However, she never expected that she would be given the opportunity to meet with that war knight.

"Oh, there's one more thing."

The Black Knight thought for a moment before speaking again.

"He spotted me."

"?" SilverAsh looked at the Black Knight beside him in astonishment.

The Black Knight gestured to the side where the Undead had laid down their weapons.

SilverAsh looked over and saw that where the Undead had just put down his greatsword, spiderweb-like marks had appeared on the wall where the hilt had rested.

That was the immortal's warning to someone hiding next door.

I've found you.

"..."

SilverAsh pondered for a long time, then could only shake his head, giving the warrior a higher evaluation.

"You go first, get some rest, and leave when the snowstorm stops."

"Yes."

The Black Knight stood up, bowed to SilverAsh, and then left SilverAsh's study.

After the woman left, SilverAsh sat in his seat and pondered for a long time.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!!"

He laughed heartily, showing no sign of being looked down upon for not dying.

As expected of a War Knight, as expected of the one who made the Business Alliance pay the price!