Ark Undead

“I will keep an eye on the Drak things for you. I also have some files on the Drak faction. I’ll have Hannah send them to you in a couple of days.”

Vina nodded.

"I'll let you know if anything happens, and you might need to come with me then."

In any case, getting Mr. Wandering Soul to stand on our side is definitely the best course of action.

Moreover, personally speaking, even the Undead are Vina's friends, so they wouldn't refuse to help.

"However, there's the matter of my identity..."

Vina hesitated for a moment; she was in a dilemma.

Now, it's impossible for someone of unknown origin to suddenly appear in Vina's faction.

Mr. Ghost would never go around saying, "I am the ghost of Victoria."

Such urban legends would only be met with disdain by the nobility, who had never lived in the lower city and naturally had no idea how renowned the Undead were.

"You don't need to worry about that."

The Undead waved his hand, putting Vina at ease.

“I’m here, Miss Skyfire, over there, as an assistant. I already have the Warlock’s certificate.”

"Miss Skyfire, is it Miss Skyfire from that independent Originium Arts research group?!"

Vina's face lit up with joy. If the Undead had this identity, they would have a legitimate reason to attend various noble banquets.

"That's wonderful... Wait, a warlock's certificate?"

Vina didn't react at first; it took her a long time to remember that the Undead had mentioned the Warlock's Proof.

"Aren't you... a sword and shield user? Come to think of it, I haven't congratulated you on becoming a War Knight yet."

Hannah nudged Vina and pointed to the wall next to them.

Vina looked over and, following Hannah's gaze, saw the greatsword leaning against the wall.

The greatsword, even taller than Vina's, looks incredibly heavy.

Is that really a weapon that can be wielded by human hands?

"Who said I only know how to use swords?"

The Undead looked at Vina with a puzzled expression, and casually raised his right hand, igniting a ball of flame in the air.

Vina suddenly remembered the lightning spear that grazed past her cheek when she first parted ways with the Undead.

Thinking back now, even just having that kind of Originium Arts power brush past me would give me a strange sense of unease.

Vina knew perfectly well that she absolutely could not stop them.

"..."

Vina suddenly felt a strong urge to take off the Undead's helmet and see what he actually looked like.

This impulse is even stronger than before!

He is proficient in martial arts and possesses powerful Originium Arts; he truly deserves to be called Victoria's wandering spirit.

"In short, Miss Skyfire is also a noblewoman. As her assistant, you are naturally qualified to attend various banquets. However, you should also discuss this with her to see if she is willing to take you to those banquets."

Vina composed herself and continued speaking to the undead.

"Oh right, since we're going to be attending banquets, we should also prepare one or two sets of clothes specifically for banquets."

"I have."

The Undead nodded and pointed to the bag of clothes in the corner.

"Kalan Trade helped me prepare these things."

Upon hearing that another force had emerged, Vina felt her astonishment grow even stronger.

No wonder he's a wandering spirit of Victoria, a war knight of Kazimierz. His connections are truly extensive.

But when Hannah heard the Undead's words, she thought of something else entirely.

"What?! The official server is ready?!"

Hannah's eyes lit up as she scanned the undead man.

The Undead felt a chill run down their spines under Hannah's gaze.

Why did she suddenly get excited?

"Ahem, Mr. Wandering Soul."

Hannah coughed twice before speaking seriously.

"I think it's necessary to give you some instruction on aristocratic etiquette, Mr. Wanderer, in order to ensure that you don't lose your manners."

Vina turned her head and exchanged a glance with Hannah.

Vina understood immediately, so she nodded and said in a serious tone.

"Ah...yes! I think so too! How about this, Mr. Wanderer? Why don't you change into your banquet attire or suit first, and we'll tell you how..."

"go out."

The Undead picked up a piece of firewood from the side and threw it into the campfire in front of him, then dismissed the two men.

We'll talk about it when the time comes.

"..."

Vina and Hannah's words caught in their throats.

Plan failed!

The blond, silly dog ​​that was resting nearby looked up and stared blankly at the three of them.

What happened?

105. Spell Charm

Regardless, life must go on.

Vina returned to the lower city for only two days before going back to the upper city to handle her business.

As for Hannah and the Undead, they were still waiting for news from Vina in their own houses.

During this time, the Undead had not received any letters from Skyfire. If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't also received a dismissal letter, the Undead would have thought he had been fired.

However, one thing is certain: the next time Vina attends a banquet related to the Drak nobles, she will bring the Undead along.

Before that, the Undead had to obtain Tianhuo's consent to go as an assistant.

Therefore, Tianhuo's letter is especially important now.

We need to find an opportunity to talk to Skyfire about this.

After Vina left, they waited for two more days, but the undead couldn't wait any longer.

That morning, the Undying decided to go check on Skyfire, at least to find out what Skyfire was up to lately. Otherwise, his job as an assistant would be meaningless.

Having thought all this through, the Undead changed into his work clothes while Kroos was still asleep.

When Kroos woke up, the Undead told her to take good care of the house before heading towards Skyfire.

The upper town remained as bustling as ever. It must be said that Lentinium has put a lot of effort into developing the upper town.

The architecture of the Upper Town is a perfect blend of classic Victorian style and modern Columbian style, allowing people to find the essence of Victorian architecture within a technologically advanced setting.

Following the route from memory, they headed towards the Skyfire, their undead attire blending seamlessly into the Victorian landscape.

Unfortunately, the mask on his face still attracted the attention of some passersby.

Without the mask, he could easily be called a Victorian gentleman.

Half an hour later, the Undead arrived at the door of Tianhuo's house.

It was morning, and Tianhuo would usually be asleep at this time. But unlike usual, the lights were on in Tianhuo's house today.

The immortal arrived at the door and rang the doorbell.

Ding dong, ding dong.

The doorbell rang several times, but after waiting for a while, there was still no response.

So he rang the doorbell again, this time several times in a row, making sure that Tianhuo would be woken up even if he was sleeping.

This time it finally had some effect; the Undead heard rhythmic footsteps coming from inside the house.

"Who?"

The sound of Tianhuo came from the room, but the Undead could detect a hint of weariness in it, which was unusual for them.

The gate was opened, revealing Tianhuo's face.

Deep dark circles remained around Tianhuo's eyes, and his lips were slightly chapped, giving him a look of extreme fatigue.

"Mr. Undying?"

When Tianhuo saw that the immortals were alive, she was half surprised and half puzzled.

"What brings you here today? Is there something you need?"

"You haven't contacted me in a long time."

The Undead tried to peek into the room, but couldn't see anything.

"I thought I had been fired."

Upon hearing the Undead's words, Tianhuo apologetically opened the iron gate at his door and invited the Undead to come in and sit down.

"I'm sorry, I've been so engrossed in my research these past few days that I've completely forgotten about everything around me."

As he spoke, Tianhuo led the Undead into the room and made them sit down.

All the lights were on in Tianhuo's room. She was sitting next to the sofa, seemingly organizing documents and taking notes.

“You told me before that I should understand the emotions that flames represent. I vaguely remember seeing such a description in a book. Later, when I was taking notes before doing my own experiments, I also recalled some of the key points.”

As Tianhuo spoke, he sat down on the sofa and picked up the document he hadn't finished reading.