Ark Undead

"This is the deal you're talking about? I've told you everything I know, and this is how you try to fob me off?"

Scout shook his head apologetically at W; he genuinely didn't know.

But there's something else I can tell W, and I need W's help with this as well.

“I don’t know the Doctor’s location, but rescuing the Doctor isn’t my mission; it’s Ace’s and Amiya’s mission.

Scout isn't afraid to leak this information. W already knew most of the elite operators; she only knew about some who joined Rhodes Island later.

"Mr. Undying and I came here only for preliminary reconnaissance, and also for another special mission."

Scout's mission is to ensure Ace and Nearl's safe entry into the city, and for the Doctor to be escorted out of the city safely. To achieve this, he needs to kill some people.

"Let me guess? That old bastard Garson and his men?"

W chuckled lightly, revealing everything without batting an eye, as if she had everything under control.

"Only those lurking in the shadows pose a threat to your operations. After all, the Reunion Movement's deployment in Chernobog wasn't originally aimed at you."

"Yes."

Scout nodded decisively. W was also an excellent mercenary. She had become famous on the battlefield of Kazdel at a young age, so she must have had the ability. Rather than hiding it, it was better to admit it openly.

"So, where is your Doctor currently receiving treatment, or is he still unconscious and unable to respond to your actions? And the purpose of this trip to Chernobog is to awaken him, and then take him back to resume control of Rhodes Island?"

"No, the current leader of Rhodes Island is Amiya."

Scout corrected W's statement, which made W frown.

She had naturally seen the girl named Amiya before and had a vague impression of her. But wasn't Amiya still a child, even with a special status? How could she become the leader of Rhodes Island at this time?

"Has Kal'tsit lost her mind? She's making a child her leader?"

“Amiya is the designated successor. Dr. Kal'tsit believes that the sooner she gets involved in this matter, the more helpful she will be when she officially takes over Rhodes Island in the future.”

Scout, having said this, first glanced cautiously at the undead beside him, then looked away and returned his gaze to W.

"..."

Upon hearing Scout mention "that person," W was unusually momentarily distracted. Just hearing someone mention it made her recall those days. Unfortunately, it was precisely these sinners who had failed to protect her who were bringing it up.

"You're really the ones who have it all... standing on her body absorbing the nutrients she created for you. And now you want to welcome back the culprit who killed her, and treat him like a treasure... Hahaha."

At this point, W couldn't help but laugh out loud, but his voice was full of sarcasm and desolation.

Scout shook his head and spoke up in defense.

“Even if you don’t trust Dr. Kal’tsit’s decision, you should trust her loyalty. Even Dr. Kal’tsit has no evidence to suggest that the Doctor is the murderer. Besides, we all believe that the Doctor wouldn’t do such a thing.”

The immortal didn't understand what the two were saying at all, but he did catch the key points.

Scout sees the Doctor as their savior, but W believes the Doctor is the culprit.

What was the culprit? What did the doctor do to make W so emotional just by mentioning him?

"In short, I hope you will not hinder our actions. Rhodes Island needs the Doctor's help now."

Scout's tone hardened. This was his mission, a man who had come from the battlefield. Regardless, the mission and orders were the primary considerations.

"sure."

Surprisingly, W agreed to Scout's request without hesitation, she continued.

“I can even help you a little, making it easier for you to slaughter that pig. But I have one condition.”

"You said."

Scout nodded.

W stared at Scout, opened her pale white lips, and whispered a request that made the undead suddenly raise their heads.

"I want you to be killed by me afterwards."

"He will not die."

The voice of the undead abruptly interrupted W's words.

The moment the Undead spoke, W's face lost all color, and a strong premonition of death enveloped her, rendering her almost speechless.

Scout noticed W's unusual behavior, but he was surprised by W's request and immediately patted the Undead on the shoulder.

"Sir, please calm down and listen to her reasons."

The Undead withdrew his gaze, and W's previously tense body unconsciously relaxed, then broke out in a cold sweat.

"hey-hey..."

Even with such a strong premonition of death, W only let out a meaningless laugh after breaking free.

After calming herself down a bit, W sat up straight and began to speak.

"Garson is currently an external ally of the Reunion Movement. But do you know why Garson became the leader of the mercenaries under the Reunion Movement? And why he would cooperate with the Reunion Movement, an organization that can't even spare a penny of extra money?"

She looked at Scout and said, word by word.

“Teresis, that bastard. He's the one who got most of the Sarkaz mercenaries to help. And now I'm in the team too. I need a higher position to get me more information. But I also need enough military merit to get promoted. Your life is worth a lot, Scout. Is that reason enough?”

"Furthermore, I can promise you that after my promotion, I will share intelligence with Rhodes Island. Any information about that bastard who deserves to die a thousand times over will be given to you verbatim. And all this will only require your life."

"At least on the point of seeking revenge for that person, we are of the same mind. Don't doubt my motives, Scout. If you were in my shoes, I would not hesitate to give my life for this plan. Now it's up to you whether you're willing."

W's eyes couldn't hide her madness.

Anyone who makes this request under these circumstances is simply insane.

Scout was stunned; W's words contained a lot of complex information.

Is there any connection between the Reunion Movement and the current Regent of Kazdel?

Is W a member of Theresis's faction?

But this sounds like...

After a moment of silence, Scout was about to speak when W spoke first.

W's gaze suddenly shifted to the undead beside her, and she narrowed her eyes. Like a cunning fox plotting how to kill the chicks on the farm.

"But then I suddenly remembered, you just called him the Undying, right?"

“If it were him, you wouldn’t have to die. But this immortal man would need to make some sacrifices.”

Her tone grew softer, but it also made people feel increasingly confused.

"Don't worry, all I want is a fragment of your armor, or anything that can prove your identity. Mr. Undead, do you think this deal is worthwhile?"

Even the Undead were confused by W. What was this woman thinking? She was just trying to kill Scout, and now she's dragging him into it again.

Scout couldn't understand what W was really up to. This woman, whose thoughts were already unclear, seemed to be getting even more cunning.

What does she know, and what does she want to do?

174. The Crazy Woman

W held the can of fruit in her hand, poured the slightly sweet fruit into her mouth, and then sighed contentedly.

"Although cold canned food is delicious, it is only when it is heated that it can bring a little bit of warmth to people in this cold winter."

"Eating so much, and still saying such rude things."

Suddenly, an untimely voice came from the side. Bloodthorn took a bite of the tomato in his hand, rolled his eyes, and looked at the several empty fruit cans next to W, feeling only endless sorrow.

Those were precious snacks that I had left with the shop owner, but this woman took them away under the pretext of replenishing her energy.

Bloodthorn wouldn't have given up all his beloved canned food if Scout hadn't promised to cover his meals for the next while.

"What does a little kid like you know? This is called expressing your feelings about food and cherishing every bite. Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble."

Previously, Bloodthorn had subtly mocked W for being too old, and W retaliated in his own way. Their verbal battle seemed to never stop.

The two were not old acquaintances, but they had both heard of each other.

As a mercenary who rose to fame on the battlefield of Kazdel long ago, the name W has been used by many. But the current W, the girl in front of us, is the one who has truly amplified its fear.

His elusive skills, coupled with explosive techniques reminiscent of Originium Arts, allowed any enemy attempting to ambush him to experience the dazzling beauty of the explosion and the boundless darkness that followed.

Bloodthorn was the first competitive knight to rise to fame in Kazimierz at a young age, and his signature Bloodstone technique was already widely known in the Sarkaz community.

Even if W doesn't know much about Bloodthorn, she'll definitely remember the identity of the man who threw the pillow at her if the first Kazimierz's Arena Knight is mentioned.

Now that we know the name Bloodthorn, it's not hard to guess the identity of the Undead.

As a tournament widely known throughout Terra, the textbook duel between Bloodthorn and Undead, a light armor warrior versus a sword and shield warrior, made many people hear the name of the War Knight Undead.

Even though I've never actually watched that match, I always hear that name in casual conversations.

He was hailed by the Kazimierzstan as an unprecedented sword and shield knight.

Therefore, after successfully partnering with Scout, W began to shift his focus to the undead.

The Undead heeded Scout's advice and agreed to tear off a small piece of his cloak and give it to W.

W joked at the time, "Does this mean she's struck it rich? If this piece of cloak were auctioned off in Kazimierz, I wonder how many collectors would fight tooth and nail over it, spending a fortune just for this piece of dark cloth?"

Until the Immortals said...

"My disciple, help me repair it."

After a few seconds of silence, W promptly apologized and promised that if the cloak was still in her possession after the mission, she would return it the next time they met.

W's strong will to survive softened the Undead's attitude slightly, and he was willing to share his campfire to heat up her canned food. Otherwise, W would have had to force-feed the cold fruit and liquids into her digestive tract, which hadn't eaten for ten or twenty hours.

Of course, mercenaries like W are naturally more perceptive about information than others.

After noticing Scout's respectful attitude towards the undead, she immediately asked.

"You're on Rhodes Island's side now?"

"It's just a deal."

Strictly speaking, it is indeed just a transaction, but the current situation is that the Undead are working for Rhodes Island.

Although the Undead didn't confess to killing the corpses on the snowfield, W had gotten the answer she wanted. And who else possessed such power to turn the tide?

W recalculated the success rate of Reunion's operation in Chernobog in her mind, and she had to admit that if the Undead planned to do something unusual in Chernobog, the difficulties facing Reunion would increase even further.

"Why don't you think of a way to cause some trouble for the Reunion Movement? Hmm?"