Ark Undead

In his experience, a king of one country, if he were to come to another country, would not be engaging in mere business dealings.

There must be a very important reason for a king to leave his country.

"Not at the moment, I haven't even heard of him in Lentinium recently."

Vina's expression gradually turned serious as she considered a possibility.

"The main members of Kazdel are Sarkaz. In other words, many of his subjects are infected."

“If his target is the Mineral Patients in the Londinium Infected Cluster, then there is sufficient reason.”

If the king named Theresis came for the infected, then there is certainly sufficient reason for it.

But this raises another question: why did he come in person instead of through official channels?

"This kind of thing can't be discussed officially?"

The immortal asked, puzzled.

"Does it really have to be done personally?"

Vina was silent for a moment, then gently shook her head.

"Because, Victoria currently has no monarch. He can get what he wants by infiltrating the council."

This is the problem: Victoria was without a king for many years, and under the parliamentary system, there were many means that could be used.

"Are you sure that all he wants are infected people?"

The Undead spoke softly, mentioning the other side.

"Some say that the red dragon, Draco, has been controlled."

"Varied?!"

Vina had only spoken halfway through her sentence when she realized that her voice might be a little too loud, so she quickly lowered it.

"Is the information accurate?"

"I'm not sure."

The Undead shook his head, and then he spoke again.

"However, it is indeed possible that it is related to dragons."

In the ancient Age of Fire, ancient dragons had long since disappeared.

However, some scholars have discovered other methods for creating flying dragons in their research.

If one only pursues the way of the ancient dragon, it is possible to transform into a dragon.

Therefore, the Undead are actually very concerned about the Red Dragon Drak faction.

But to this day, there has been no news.

Moreover, the faction of the Red Dragon Drak seems to be related to the Dragon Head Stone obtained by the Undead, and a little thought can lead to a surprising conclusion.

Perhaps, the red dragon Drak is a descendant of the warrior who once sought the path of the ancient dragons at Ancient Dragon Peak.

Of course, this is just speculation, and its accuracy cannot be confirmed without the deaths of some people.

But in such cases, as long as there is a chance to guess, no one will let it go unless someone dies.

That's a dragon.

"Under house arrest? Become a puppet?"

Vina thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"Today, no leader has emerged in Drake's faction; they are all remnants of the party from the past."

In short, pay close attention.

The Undead glanced back at Tianhuo, whose smile was almost impossible to maintain; she didn't seem particularly adept at handling this situation.

"I'm going back now."

"Okay, I'll go ask around with a few people later and see if I can get any information."

Vina's expression was grave.

Although Aslan and Drak are rivals and competitors, Victoria's three pillars are not just empty words.

No matter which faction is missing, it's not a complete Victoria. If there were truly a survivor, even as an opposing party, Vina couldn't stand idly by.

Moreover, the other party may currently be under the control of thieves.

"That's all for now, cheers."

The Undead took a glass of wine from Vina and gently clinked glasses with her.

You look beautiful today too.

Hearing the undead say such things, Vina's thoughts were immediately pulled back.

A smile appeared on her face; this proud lion never seemed to hide her emotions in front of the undead.

"Thank you, Mr. Ghost—"

...

Tianhuo felt he was about to lose control of his emotions.

She's constantly on the verge of exploding.

Why are all these guys, whose minds are full of money and power, asking about things related to the Undead after they come here?

How would I know how he is now?! All I know is that he's my assistant!

Tianhuo has already said this cryptically many times. But everyone still can't resist trying to dig out more juicy details from him.

These people's voices were like little sparrows, chirping and chattering in Tianhuo's ears.

Just as Tianhuo gritted her teeth, preparing to relinquish control of the flames on her body, her hand was gently grasped.

"Sorry I'm back, I'm late."

A man's voice rang out beside Tianhuo, and the moment it appeared, all the nobles who were still talking around stopped talking.

The undead looked around, and his gaze made many people who wanted to get closer and talk to him subconsciously take a step back.

Without anyone noticing, the space around the immortal man expanded by a whole size.

Tianhuo felt the heat accumulated in her body being transferred to another person in a very short time through the other large hand that was holding her palm, and her agitated mood was instantly relieved.

She looked down and saw the large hand gripping hers. Despite its rough and dry texture, she felt a sense of relief.

It almost got out of control; flames were about to burst out.

Thankfully, he came back.

"Mr. Undying!"

Some brave souls took a few steps forward, approached the immortal, and spoke excitedly to it.

"I am the founder of the Crescent Moon Drama Club. Recently, our troupe's literary works about you have caused a sensation throughout Victoria. However, since we have been unable to locate you, we have been unable to discuss any collaboration matters with you!"

Crescent Moon Drama Club?

The immortal seemed to vaguely remember it; it was the one he saw on his way here.

There seem to be four big characters for "New Moon Drama Club" right next to it.

"Our drama club wants to continue using your name for literary creation, and the subsequent revenue sharing will naturally be provided without any changes. However, the specific contract details need to be discussed with you."

As he spoke, he pulled out his communicator from his pocket.

"Would I have the honor of obtaining your contact number?"

The nobles and entrepreneurs around them, seeing someone take the lead, naturally couldn't sit still any longer.

Those who had initially taken a step back, intimidated by the gaze of the undead, couldn't help but take two more steps forward upon seeing this.

This is profit, a lot of profit.

They also spoke similar words to the undead.

The Undead took a deep breath and spoke.

"Do you have any companies in Casimir?"

These people stopped talking and looked around, seemingly trying to find the company from Kazimierz hidden in the crowd.

After the Undead said that, these people realized that none of the companies belonging to Kazimierz had come.

What's going on? Aren't those guys who run the chivalric culture the ones who care the most about this kind of chivalry?

Someone glanced back and realized that the Kazimierz representatives were all keeping their distance, only occasionally glancing at those places.

There seemed to be pity and helplessness in that gaze.

“Very good. It seems that Kazimir has a good memory.”

The Undead's words brought these people back to their senses, and they looked at the Undead again.

"The immortal said softly."

"A business alliance wants me to be their spokesperson."

He paused for a moment, then continued.

"So, business alliances are dying."

Upon hearing this, the entire area around the Undead fell into complete silence.

The Undead ignored those guys, shook his head, and pulled Tianhuo outside.

He had just taken a step when the people in his direction naturally stepped back, revealing a path.

"Thank you."

The Undead politely thanked him briefly, then pulled Skyfire away.

It wasn't until the undead had walked away for quite a while that they realized what was happening.

These people stood there, looking at each other, not knowing what to say.

Is that warrior knight really that fierce?