Ark Undead

"In that case, I'll have an easier time. But we'll still do things as agreed. I'll help you prepare the paperwork to cover your identities. Once you're up the mountain, I won't be responsible for anything else."

As he spoke, old Benny scooped up a spoonful of stewed meat and put it in his mouth, his eyebrows involuntarily rising.

This tastes really good!

The blond idiot dog was already having a great time, taking a bite of pie, a bite of stewed meat, and then gulping down a mouthful of hot milk tea.

With the three flavors mixed together, I really don't know what it tasted like when she ate it, or how she could eat it so deliciously.

Could it be that the guard named Horn Peak was a cook before becoming a guard?

"You'll all come with me for a walk in a bit and see how the sentry posts are distributed."

Old Benny swallowed a mouthful of broth, feeling completely satisfied.

"You need to leave by tomorrow morning. Hopefully, the head of the Shivaish family can offer some useful help."

"After you get back, you should all rest well and make sure nothing goes wrong."

The immortal nodded.

"know."

...

Meanwhile, Horn Peak returned to SilverAsh's study and bowed slightly in front of him.

"Sir, the immortal gentleman has accepted the gift."

"As expected."

Silver Gray sat at the table, processing documents.

His weathered face now displays only serenity and a calm composure that suggests he has everything under control.

"Has everything that needed to be taken care of been taken care of?"

"Yes."

Horn Peak nodded in reply.

“The informant from the Manju Academy is ready. He said there will be no other families on the Holy Mountain tomorrow.”

"very good."

SilverAsh raised his head and looked at the loyal guard.

"Later, go find the Undead and tell him the map and the exact locations of the guards. Also, keep an eye on Encia and don't let her do anything rash."

Even if there are no private soldiers of the Three Clans Council on the Holy Mountain, the Divine Guards belonging to the Manju Academy are not to be trifled with.

The children of the Shiva'ish family all learn martial arts. But those divine guards are not something her youngest sister can handle.

Horn lowered his upper body again and said respectfully.

"Yes."

"Go."

Horn Peak left the study and closed the tightly shut door.

Throughout the entire ordeal, the patriarch never inquired about his sister's situation from Jiaofeng.

Even though Enya will face a major hurdle in her life tomorrow, SilverAsh remains as indifferent as Kjerag's ice.

This was a trap set by the Council of the Three Races, and he had no choice but to fall into it, for he was the head of the Shiva'ish family.

If that younger sister really won't say another word to me, then so be it.

At least after she becomes a saint, she will stay in the safest place.

Silver Grey picked up his pen again and began processing documents related to trade with Kalan.

For the sake of his family's survival and his sister's safety, SilverAsh chose to keep everything a secret.

He wouldn't tell his sisters about everything he had witnessed.

He wouldn't let his sisters be caught in the same vortex of hatred as he was.

That was the responsibility he had to bear as an elder brother, and it was also his deepest love for his sisters.

Although this love is bitter, after the dust settles, sweetness will surely flow out like spring water from a dried-up spring.

Now, he is on the path of revenge.

Wait and hold onto hope.

82. Embarking on the pilgrimage

Two minutes ago, the Undead had just returned to the hotel.

They spent the entire afternoon outside conducting reconnaissance before setting off.

While reconnaissance might seem unnecessary for the Undead and Skadi, since they couldn't cause a disturbance in the Snowlands, they could only do as Old Benny suggested and go check out the guard posts around the area.

Kroos followed the Undead, though she didn't quite understand why they had come out, but she knew that following the Undead was the right thing to do.

Skadi was still wearing the clothes that old Benny had given her, and she hadn't brought any weapons.

The Undead followed Skadi, the two exchanging glances from time to time and whispering their ideas.

It must be said that the election of the Holy Maiden is indeed a very important matter. The defensive forces we saw last night were just the tip of the iceberg.

The closer you get to the holy mountain, the more guards there are, to the point that there's a guard every ten meters or so on the street.

This also gave the immortals a bit of a headache.

It might be easier to charge straight in than to sneak into the sacred mountain.

The Undead are alright; although some memories have been lost, he can still use some of the more basic spells.

Koskadi is in trouble; she's making quite a racket. If she's not careful, the guards will spot her.

Old Benny, on the other hand, led the three of them around, visiting several people and obtaining a lot of information from them.

As the three returned to the hotel, they noticed a car parked in front of it.

The emblem on the car was the coat of arms of the Shivaesh family.

A Futeni tribesman dressed in a black suit was leaning against the vehicle. When he saw the Undead return, he took the initiative to greet them.

"Mr. Undying".

Horn first greeted the undead, and then spoke.

"This isn't a convenient place to talk. May I go upstairs?"

"Come."

The Undead nodded and went upstairs with Horn Peak.

Horn was also carrying a bag, which probably contained some things that needed to be given to the Undead.

After everyone returned to their rooms, Old Benny glanced cautiously down the hallway before closing the door.

"This is what the master asked me to give you."

Horn Peak put the bag he was carrying into the room and then took out a letter from his pocket.

He personally handed the letter to the Undead, and only relaxed slightly after seeing that the Undead had accepted it.

"When I arrived, there were still many guards on the streets, but in a short while, these guards will be reduced by at least a third, and that will be your only chance to act."

Horn Peak gestured for everyone to gather around the table. He took out a thick piece of paper from his bag, and after unfolding it, the Undead and the others could see that it was actually a map of the entire Snow Realm.

"First, the guards will change shifts after three hours. This is the last shift change during this period. In other words, the guards on the streets will be vacant for a few minutes at that time."

Cliff first rested his hands on the table and explained SilverAsh's plans to the Undead.

"During this shift change, some guards will go towards the Holy Mountain and will be inspected when they arrive at the outpost in front of the Holy Mountain."

The horn pointed to the foot of the sacred mountain northeast of the hotel, and it struck twice there.

"This location is the only way to enter the sealed-off area of ​​the Holy Mountain. The guards here are all special troops belonging to the Manju Academy, and do not include any personnel from the Three Races Council. Moreover, there will only be this one personnel change."

Horn Peak looked at the Undead and said.

"What the master means is that he hopes you can stay with this team during the shift changes. Until they are being inspected, the security around the post will be relatively weak, which is the best opportunity to enter the foot of the holy mountain."

"At that moment, enter through the broken fence prepared for you from the side of the sentry post. As long as you stay out of the sentry post's line of sight, the soldiers guarding there are from our Kalan Trade and will not make things difficult for you."

The Undead looked at the place the horn was pointing to, and while looking at the map, he memorized the route he needed to take.

They went to check this afternoon, and there were indeed many people guarding the foot of the holy mountain.

The Undead nodded, tapped the outpost on the map, and asked.

"Can you predict when we will depart?"

Old Benny also mentioned this point.

Old Benny also made similar plans.

In fact, for someone as skilled as the Undead and Skadi, the fence couldn't hold them back at all; they could easily jump over it.

The problem is how to prevent the guards from seeing the two of them, and also how to keep track of when they will change shifts.

“I know the changing of the guard schedule of the Three Races Council. I will leave after you depart.”

Horn Peak nodded, but he keenly heard the words spoken by the Undead.

"You guys? Besides you, are there other people going?"

"And her too."

The Undead pointed to Skadi beside him and said.

"I alone can protect the saintess. However, vigilance is necessary."

The Undead straightened up slightly, trying to introduce the white-haired woman to Horn Peak.

Horn Peak, however, didn't care at all about the arrangement of not dying.

"As long as we can meet the master's requirements, our deal will be completed; nothing else matters."

He looked at the immortal.