Ark Undead

Hannah scratched her head, feeling quite disappointed when she learned the truth.

Why did that strong and elegant little girl have to go through something like this?

"Fortunately, the treatment was timely, and the Oripathy did not spread too much. When we heard the news, she was still only mildly infected. Melantha's parents had also found a way to send her to Rhodes Island for Oripathy treatment. She is no longer in Victoria."

Is he no longer in Victoria?

The immortal felt a moment of relief; this inexplicable feeling came quickly and went just as fast.

"However, Melantha's parents later found us."

Hannah's tone suddenly became a little strange. She looked at the Undead, hesitated for a long time, and finally said those words.

"They said they wanted to see you. To see what kind of person this person who saved their family really is. And also, they wanted to thank you in person. This is what they owe you."

If there hadn't been any immortals that night, what they suffered might have been more than just Melantha becoming infected.

More likely, the whole family will perish on the escape route, becoming tools for the infected to vent their frustrations.

"..."

Before the Undead could speak, Hannah spoke again.

"They are still in Victoria and have left us their contact information."

Hannah asked about the immortals.

"So, have you thought about going to see them?"

The Undead shook his head; he wasn't ready yet.

This may take time, after all, Melantha is still just a silhouette in the minds of the undead.

Everyone said that Melantha and he were very familiar with each other, and that he was even very important to Melantha.

But to the Undead themselves, Melantha was still a stranger.

That's why immortals hate losing their memories.

This strange and unusual feeling is the most unpleasant.

"Okay, let us know when you're ready. We'll help you make the arrangements."

Hannah comforted the Undead, noticing their bewilderment at the current situation.

This left her with deep feelings.

The wandering spirits of the past did not have such rich and obvious physical movements; they were like a block of iron.

The greatest concern one can show to others is often as rigid as steel, though one can still feel its warmth.

But now, how should I put it?

Hannah felt that Mr. Ghost now resembled a person more than a withered suit of armor.

He also has human emotions and desires, and he can also show curiosity and concern for things in his memory.

Perhaps this is the result of Mr. Wandering Soul's treatment.

The result of machines becoming human.

At this point, Hannah suddenly remembered something else.

"Oh, right, there's something I'm curious about."

Hannah shifted her position slightly toward the undead, her words revealing a thirst for gossip.

"That girl named Maria, is she also your disciple?"

"Yes."

The Undead looked at Hannah beside him.

"You saw it on TV?"

"Yes! You didn't go to the award ceremony, did you? We were really looking forward to seeing you take off your helmet and solemnly accept the trophy!"

Hannah inadvertently blurted out her inner thoughts, gave an embarrassed laugh, and then returned to her topic.

"However, why do you always choose female disciples?"

Hannah couldn't help but glance at Kroos beside her.

"Melantha too, and that little knight named Maria too. And this one... what's her name again? 200 Krypton?"

"Keopatra!"

Kroos raised his right hand in protest against the white-haired older sister for calling him by the wrong name.

"Keopatra! Keopatra!"

Hannah chuckled twice, indicating her embarrassment.

She leaned closer and whispered, quietly asking the Undying Man.

Do you have some strange fetish?

"?" This wasn't the first time he'd heard such a question; SilverAsh had asked it before.

“Keopatra, no, disciple.”

The Undead shook his head, he said.

"Just travel companions."

"Okay, okay, traveling together is fine, but why is it a girl? And..."

Hannah looked at the little girl next to her who was happily eating honey cakes.

The blond, silly dog ​​even happily licked the honey off its hands.

"Hmm... I always feel like she's... not quite right in the head?"

If Hannah hadn't known that the Undead weren't like that, she might have thought so too. The legend circulating in Victoria that the Victorian ghosts would lock girls in houses and do bad things to them is indeed true.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. You know what you're doing anyway."

Hannah rolled her eyes and waved her hand when she saw that the immortal man didn't answer for a long time.

"However, I have a suggestion."

She stood up and dusted herself off.

"Why don't you write a letter to Melantha? She's been searching for you, and she's seen your splendor in Kazimierz. She must be getting impatient waiting for you."

The immortal sat still and did not react.

He simply stared at the campfire, pondering Hannah's suggestion.

Should I write a letter?

What kind of girl is this disciple whom he has never met before?

93. Warlock's Proof

The matter of writing the letter was still put on hold by the Undead.

The immortal currently has no idea how to write a letter to his disciple, and has no idea what the letter should contain.

For him, what was more important was undoubtedly everything about Victoria. He had lived in Victoria, but had failed to perceive the information hidden within it.

Hannah told the Undead that Vina would be returning from the Upper City in a couple of days. Vina had been going out frequently for some reason and had gotten used to staying in the Upper City.

However, once these few days are over, Vina will return to the lower city and stay there for quite a while.

Hannah has already sent someone to inform Vina about the return of the Undead.

Hannah also suggested to the Undead that they might be able to maintain their previous employment relationship.

If you need any help from the Undead, come to him; the reward is firewood and some money.

Because of her status as an Undead Warrior Knight, Hannah is now proactively providing the Undead with additional financial subsidies.

Although they had a good relationship before, the Undead has now forgotten everything from the past.

Hannah also thought it would be better to start from scratch. So they decided to hire the Undead to familiarize themselves with everything in Victoria.

As for the Undead himself, besides helping the Glasgow Gang, he has other things to do.

Therefore, when Hannah left, the Undead wanted her to take Kroos with her.

The Undead told Hannah that Kroos was quite powerful and could be used in many situations.

Hannah glanced at Kroos, not doubting his abilities. She simply asked if Kroos would like to go with her and meet many other friends.

Kroos did not answer, but looked at the Undead.

"Go."

The immortal nodded and said.

"I'm going out this afternoon. You shouldn't come with me. I'll be back tonight."

"Ok!"

So Kroos obediently followed Hannah.

Before leaving, the Undead asked Hannah to tell her that Kroos was infected.

Hannah didn't show any particular expression after hearing this.

Many of the older members of the Glasgow gang are infected.

After that battle, many members were injured and became infected.

However, as long as they hide well, the Glasgow Gang still has ways to protect them.

The same principle applies to Kroos. As long as Kroos doesn't actively reveal the black crystals on its body, there won't be any problems.

The immortals themselves waited for noon to arrive.

Shortly after, there was the sound of vehicles at the Undead's door. After the vehicles stopped, there was a series of footsteps and knocking at the Undead's door.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Undying?"

A man's voice sounded outside; the Undead even seemed somewhat familiar.