Ark Undead

In his view, hugging is too intimate; so far, no one has ever hugged him on their own initiative.

Even Kroos, last night, only held one of his hands and licked it twice with his tongue.

But all she touched was cold steel.

Now, even through the not-so-thick fabric of her work clothes, the Undead could feel the softness of the proud film girl in an instant.

But he still couldn't understand this action.

Why are they behaving so intimately?

Has she gone to such lengths to learn sorcery?

"If you want to learn spells, well, you don't have to..."

"Shut up!"

Tianhuo gave a coquettish cry, then rested her head on the Undead's body.

Okay, it's that familiar smell of burning and rust; I haven't mistaken anyone for someone else.

After a long while, Tianhuo released the Undead and rubbed his exhausted eyes.

After confirming that the immortal person in front of her was real, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come in first."

Tianhuo returned to his room.

First, he poured himself a cup of coffee, then invited the Undead to sit down on the sofa and handed him a cup of tea.

The immortal took a symbolic sip, put down the tea, and began to organize his thoughts.

A lot happened last night; it feels like it happened two or three days ago.

There were banquets, assassinations, captures, and dragon slaying.

“I was released, but by the time I had made the necessary arrangements and taken the ransom to the police station, you were already gone.”

Tianhuo, clutching his coffee, huddled on the sofa, his eyes somewhat vacant.

"They said you were taken to an area where infected people live. So I had to come back to see if there was any other way."

With that, Tianhu chuckled and then shrugged.

"As you can see, I made many communications, but there was no progress. It wasn't until late at night that I received news that a monster attack had occurred in the infected settlement."

The brown-haired kitten put down her coffee, crossed her right leg, encased in soft black stockings, over her left, and leaned her graceful curves against the backrest.

She stared at the undead, narrowed her eyes, exuding a dangerous aura, and spoke.

"I need an explanation."

"Holy crap, I slew a dragon."

"The immortal said sincerely."

"real."

"?" Tianhuo raised an eyebrow, and she couldn't help but clench her fist.

That's not the explanation she wanted.

What she wanted to know was why the dead hadn't told her about it, leaving her anxious for so long.

Before Tianhuo could ask a question, the Undead spoke again.

"I couldn't talk to you yesterday because there were too many people."

The Undead told Skyfire in a very serious tone.

"There's a mole inside, we can't speak up."

So, he only had time to say "I'm sorry" to Tianhuo.

The apology has many meanings, but the most important one is to tell Tianhuo, "I'm sorry, I've dragged you into this."

The Undying Man never imagined that she would care about him to this extent.

He had been preoccupied with his spells.

"sorry."

The Undead apologized to Skyfire again, acknowledging that it was indeed his fault.

Not only did he drag Tianhuo into an assassination attempt, but he also made her spend some time in jail, just like him.

It even kept Tianhuo awake all night.

Upon hearing the Undead's apology, the long string of complaints that Skyfire had prepared all turned into a single word.

"Humph!"

Tianhuo raised its head and turned it away.

It perfectly showcased her arrogance.

The two remained silent for a long while.

Tianhuo couldn't help but speak up.

"It's good that everyone is alright."

She still chose to forgive.

What can we do? There's nothing we can do about this!

Besides, I'm waiting to learn his spells!

While making excuses for himself, Tianhuo forgave the person who had deceived him twice, and couldn't help but sigh.

"If anything happens in the future, please tell me as much as possible. I'm not a child anymore."

Although Tianhuo was still young compared to the man in front of her, she was, after all, an adult.

"We are friends, and friends should have more trust between them."

The fact that the Undying Man acted like this always made Tianhuo feel like he was meddling in other people's business.

This feeling is very unpleasant.

"it is good."

The Undead nodded, agreeing to Tianhuo's request.

With a huge weight lifted from his heart, Tianhuo couldn't help but yawn.

As soon as you relax, sleepiness washes over you like a tide, and you can barely keep your eyes open while hugging the backrest.

The Undead noticed that Tianhuo was very sleepy, so he remained silent and watched as Tianhuo slowly closed his eyes in front of him.

"Don't... run away again..."

Tianhu blinked his sleepy eyes and mumbled something under his breath.

The ears on his head slowly drooped down, and then he leaned back against the soft sofa, breathing evenly.

"..."

The Undead looked at Tianhuo's peaceful sleeping face and dared not make any big movements.

He sat on the sofa and picked up a book that was next to him.

Just like last time, I sat on the sofa reading a book and waiting for time to pass.

The only difference is that this time, Tianhuo deliberately fell asleep in front of the Undead.

Just as her words suggested, this proud and brilliant warlock trusted the undead.

She trusted him.

119. Heavenly Fire's Cursed Fire

By the time Tianhuo woke up, it was already night.

Just like last time, Tianhuo slept for a whole day.

But this time I slept more comfortably than last time.

Tianhu rubbed his eyes, stretched, and felt a complete change in his energy and spirit.

With eyes just awakened, she looked around and easily found the person she was looking for.

The Undead sat on the sofa, holding a book in his hand. The book introduced some of the most basic Originium Arts, and the Undead himself was reading it with great interest.

Upon hearing the sound of the heavenly fire, the immortal looked over and closed the book in his hand.

What time is it?

Tianhu stretched and asked.

"How long have I slept?"

"There's a clock over there, look for yourself."

The immortal casually remarked, then pointed to the standing pendulum clock beside him, and put down the book he was holding.

I went to the kitchen and poured a cup of hot water for Tianhuo, who had just woken up.

Although he hadn't been here many times, he had already become familiar with the Tianhuo family.

After handing the water glass to Tianhuo, the Undead sat on the sofa, waiting for Tianhuo to regain some consciousness.

"Hmm... Hah."

Tianhuo took a sip of water from his glass, then glanced at the standing pendulum clock beside him, and stared blankly for a moment.

This is her habit; every time she wakes up, unless there's something important, she'll stay in bed for a while, lost in thought.

No matter what things were left undone, or what needed to be thought about, Tianhuo would simply stand there in a daze.

Moreover, this blank staring had no purpose.

But just the process of daydreaming can be very pleasant and comfortable.

Unfortunately, Tianhuo's dazed state didn't last long.