Ark Undead

"Oh, then let me help you put the chessboard away..."

"I can handle this! You go now!"

"Oh oh oh!"

The doctor pushed open the door and rushed out as if fleeing for his life.

Kal'tsit looked out the window with her hands behind her back, her mood gradually calming down.

She might be under too much pressure, which is why she does things that are not in line with her usual state.

It seems it's time to adjust my mental state.

While thinking, Kal'tsit stacked the coffee cups on the table and placed them on the cabinet next to her.

Then I came back and sat down in front of the chessboard to tidy up the pieces.

Just then, Kal'tsit's door opened again.

Kal'tsit looked over and saw a masked little figure.

"Is there anything else?"

Kal'tsit frowned slightly, looking rather aloof.

The doctor nodded.

"I forgot to mention, you look quite cute when you blush...!!!"

A chess piece hit the doorframe, startling the professor so much that he quickly closed the door and fled.

"roll!"

...

Meanwhile, Amiya, completely unaware of the office secrets that had unfolded, was leading SilverAsh, who was equally clueless, on their way to see the Undead.

“Mr. Silver Grey, news has come from Huang that your subordinates have completed the handover of supplies with us.”

Amiya glanced at her communicator carefully, then looked up and thanked SilverAsh.

"Thank you so much for your generosity! These are exactly the supplies we desperately need!"

SilverAsh was also very interested in the little girl, despite her petite stature. Yet, she possessed a commanding presence characteristic of a leader, and was kind and gentle, revealing her inherent goodness.

Amiya always manages to make people feel her cuteness without them even realizing it, just like now.

However, SilverAsh knew the nature of their conversation, so he spoke up.

"Allies should help each other. The doctor has a long-term vision, and his wisdom and courage will be a powerful weapon to guide our common growth. These are just investments; there will be more supplies on the future trade cooperation list."

"It is a great honor to establish a cooperative relationship with Kalan Trade!"

"I am also very honored to be able to work hand in hand with Rhodes Island."

Silver's answer was very pleasant; it reflected his noble background and his extensive knowledge.

However, Amiya had another question that had been on her mind for a long time, and as they were about to reach the coffee shop, she couldn't help but ask it.

"Mr. SilverAsh, what is your relationship with Mr. Undead? I feel like you've known each other for a long time."

"A war knight?"

SilverAsh nodded and said.

“We met once before in Shelag, and I made a deal with him. We were both very happy with the outcome.”

SilverAsh said briefly, scratching his right wrist with his left hand.

"Moreover, I've always been interested in battle knights, and it's my good fortune to have the opportunity to interact with such a powerful figure. Of course, as it turns out, my decision was correct."

SilverAsh and Amiya chatted as they arrived at the coffee shop.

Amiya told SilverAsh to find a secluded corner to sit down and instructed the operators on duty that day not to disturb them later.

While SilverAsh was sitting, Cliffheart received the information that Amiya had asked Blaze to tell him. He followed the signs all the way to the level below the deck and found the café.

"master."

Cliffheart stood behind SilverAsh, holding a box in his hand.

"Ah."

The two exchanged a glance and immediately understood what each other wanted to express.

Horn Peak nodded slightly and stood to the side without saying a word.

After Amiya finished explaining things, she returned to SilverAsh's side.

"Mr. SilverAsh, Mr. Undead is a bit busy right now and should be arriving in a little while. Would you like something to drink?"

"No need, that coffee was very pleasant. Please convey my thanks to Ms. Kal'tsit."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Amiya said goodbye.

Silver Grey sat in his seat, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

He worked tirelessly, using the fastest means of transportation to get here today, all for these two meetings.

What he wanted to tell the immortals was of utmost importance.

Just as SilverAsh was about to fall asleep, a figure walked into the coffee shop.

"Welcome... Ah?! It's Mr. Undead! I almost didn't recognize you!"

The service officer on duty covered his mouth with his hand, expressing his surprise.

"Yes, you've had a long day. Has SilverAsh arrived?"

The voice was smooth, unlike the hoarse voice I remembered.

SilverAsh snapped out of his half-awake state and glanced back.

Just then, they saw an undead wearing a custom-made Victorian everyday outfit and a silver mask.

"How strange, I never expected a warrior knight to be wearing this outfit."

SilverAsh seemed to have seen a new species, distrusting his own eyes.

"Judging from your voice just now, your throat is healed?"

"It's just that the method I found on Rhodes Island can temporarily restore me to my original state."

The immortal spoke in a way that was somewhat unfamiliar to him, and he tilted his head slightly, looking a little uncomfortable.

“In this state, our communication should be easier. That’s why I’ve been willing to work with Kal’tsit for so long; she can give me what I want.”

The immortal sat in his seat, and his outstretched hand had lost many of its lines, becoming a normal human palm—smooth and elastic.

SilverAsh stared at the Undead for a long time, and even Cliffheart couldn't help but take a second look.

The man before me, dressed like a Victorian gentleman, is the same ruthless war knight who is so cruel to his enemies.

Such a contrast is really...interesting.

"So, what exactly happened on the Holy Mountain? Did the problem start after I left, or did it only recently appear?"

The Undead Man cut straight to the point. He wasn't in a hurry; he simply preferred to speak his mind.

SilverAsh also likes the attitude of the Undead, who doesn't speak in riddles, which is particularly comfortable.

"That's right, the god of Kalan has disappeared."

Silver Grey uttered the most serious words in the most understated tone.

Do you have any clues?

The immortals seemed to have anticipated this all along.

He nodded, placed his hands on the table, and said.

“I know that your god is dead.”

"..."

Isn't that statement even more serious?!

The sight of an immortal person stunned the two of them.

They only said God was missing, but they didn't say God was dead!

Seeing that the two men looked strange, the Undead asked in confusion.

"She's not dead? I saw her die right in front of me. She was someone I knew. I wouldn't lie to you about her."

"No...but the saintess said..."

SilverAsh sorted out his thoughts; the idea that no one would die was truly shocking.

At this moment, he began to regret not ordering a cup of coffee so he could have taken a sip.

After a moment of silence, SilverAsh spoke.

"That is, my sister, Enya, who became a saint. She said that she heard the call of the gods, and it was in this direction."

"Um?!"

Even the immortal was stunned for a moment. What? What divine call?

Boom boom boom!

Just then, there was a knock on the glass window beside them.

A girl stood outside the glass window, staring at the immortal sitting inside.

Silver Grey happened to be sitting next to the wall, so she didn't see him.

The immortal turned his head and happened to see her.

The girl looked at the undead with excitement, and she even raised the holy bell in her hand and shook it.

Corner Peak caught a glimpse of the girl out of the corner of his eye, and he instinctively took two steps back.

SilverAsh curiously poked his head out to look over.

The girl also noticed the man who suddenly looked over, and she turned her gaze to him.

The moment the two saw each other, the atmosphere suddenly froze.