Ark Undead

"Mr. Undying really likes wood. In his words, he can feel the sedimentation of time and the weight of history from the grain and smell of a piece of wood. Especially the wooden furniture that impoverished nobles had to sell."

Koss earnestly cleaned up the mess the Undead had left behind.

"The finest wood, after being burned in a flame, emits a scent that is different from that of ordinary wood. This is the unique charm hidden within the finest wood."

Yes, good firewood that isn't burned by the dead can indeed have a unique flavor.

To put it simply, it's the smell of money.

Every time Koss went to the Undead's house and saw the good firewood he had bought at a high price being burned, he felt a pang of heartache.

"Oh! I see."

Marna suddenly realized, and he looked at the undead with admiration, offering polite words of praise.

"Is collecting wood for the purpose of historical research? To commemorate everything that happened, and the honors and past left behind by time. I never expected that Mr. Undying would have such a hobby off the field."

Koss nodded and remarked with a sigh.

"Yes, it's not easy for people to remember the past history and honors."

"Indeed, it's really not easy."

Koss and Marner exchanged a glance, both seeing the same emotion in each other's eyes.

At this moment, the two even felt a sense of shared misfortune.

The Undead was sandwiched between the two. He glanced at Marner, then turned to look at Kos.

He didn't actually mean any of that, but never mind.

Too lazy to explain.

Throughout the entire dinner ceremony, Marna asked the Undead a lot of questions.

Most of the questions are about whether they have goals, whether they feel happy about winning these games, or what their opinions are about a certain Cavaliers player.

Most of these things are brushed off with a word or two by those who don't die.

Because he genuinely didn't know, and didn't feel anything.

He was simply fighting with people and then taking what he called firewood as payment.

The only thing he found difficult to get used to was not being able to kill people with full force during battle.

They also had to figure out how to keep people alive after the battle, which was the most troublesome thing for the Undead.

Koss served as the Undead's translator, specifically translating every word spoken by the Undead for Marner.

It was called translation, but really it was just giving Marner the answer he wanted.

Marna knew that this strange knight had probably never experienced such social situations before, and was happy to have a guy like Kos appear.

Later, it was just the two of them communicating, and they never asked about the thoughts of the immortals.

Only after the last dessert was served did Marna look at the Undead again.

“Mr. Undead, now that you’ve come to the residence of the Lin Guang family, please allow me to show you some of the old artifacts passed down from our ancestors.”

This is also a process that needs to be followed.

The newly recruited knight visits the Nearl mansion and tours the Nearl family's residence, driven by admiration and a deep longing for the Nearl family.

This will also be a quote that makes it into the newspaper.

The immortals finally became somewhat interested in this matter.

Koss had told him in the car that the Linguang family was a prominent and prestigious family in the past.

However, nowadays no one can fight as a knight, so it has gradually declined.

Especially after the passing of Mr. Lin Guang, he has missed the Cavaliers' competition for a year or two.

"it is good."

The Undead nodded, showing interest in the history of the Nearl family, which made Marna feel a little better.

The four stood up and, led by Marna, headed to the corridor on the first floor.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the corridor, one can immediately see several oil paintings hanging on the wall.

Rather than calling this a corridor, it's more accurate to call it an exhibition hall.

"Hundreds of years ago, the Kasimir people lived among the mountains and forests. In order to defend against the invasion of neighboring countries, a group of outstanding warriors emerged."

As Marna walked forward, he began to introduce himself to the Undead.

“These people are called knights, and the knights who guard the borders and fight against neighboring countries are called the conquering knights of Kazimierz.”

As they spoke, the group approached one of the oil paintings, which depicted a scene of military battle.

"Our ancestors, the Lingguang family, earned their honor in battle after battle through their superb skills and fearless fighting spirit."

As Marner said this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

He was proud to have the surname Lin Guang.

"We, Lin Guang, have not relied on the recognition of others, nor have we depended on the strength of others. Instead, we have climbed to the position of knights and nobles step by step on our own. This is the pride of our Lin Guang family."

The Undead could hear the pride in Marna's words.

But this pride clashed sharply with the dust on the knights' armor laid out by the roadside.

As Manna spoke, he led the undead forward.

Each time they arrive at a painting, they tell the immortals about its history.

After walking the entire corridor, Marna turned around and looked at the Undead.

“Mr. Undead, your tactics remind me of the knights who guard the frontier. Like you, they are decisive and ruthless, fighting not for show, but to protect their country and people.”

He looked the undead up and down at his clothes.

Apart from a shawl, all the other armor was similar to that of the knights of Kazimierz in the old days.

It's simple and unpretentious, with a cold, metallic feel, yet it's surprisingly beautiful.

Marner remembered that no matter what occasion the Undead appeared in, he always wore this armor.

This is why Marna chose to interview the Undead instead of other competitive knights.

"Your armor is similar to that of the knights of Kazimierz in the old days. Back then, without the advanced technology we have now, they would focus solely on honing their martial skills. They would fight using primitive armor and weapons, defeating their enemies with the purest craftsmanship."

Upon hearing this, Kos immediately understood that Marner intended to define the Undead as Retro Knights.

They use the idea of ​​immortality as a gimmick to add sensationalism to the news.

Who knows what Ma'na's real thoughts are?

Kos immediately responded on behalf of the Undead.

"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Marner."

Marna was very satisfied with Kos; this tall, thin knight was very good at handling things and quick-witted.

If it weren't for him, tonight's banquet would probably have ended in discord.

“Then I will take full responsibility for the rest of the matter, Mr. Marner.”

Now that the important business is done and the interview is coming to an end, the remaining negotiations will be handled by Koss and Fran.

Koss looked at the undead beside him.

"Sir Knight, please give me some time to discuss the company cooperation with Mr. Marner."

Marna also gave the Undead plenty of face, saying to them.

"If Mr. Undead finds himself bored, he may wish to take a stroll around this mansion."

The immortal nodded.

"Ah."

Marna breathed a sigh of relief and led Koss and Fran into the adjacent meeting room.

The only undead person left was in the corridor.

He wasn't completely clueless; he understood some things. Since he wasn't needed anymore, he might as well take a good look around this mansion.

The undead continued deeper into the corridor, turning a corner.

The inner corridor was no different from the outer corridor, except that there were fewer sculptures and armor placed along the way.

In some places, there are still obvious blank spaces.

If the artist designing the mansion insists on doing it this way, then he is truly not taking the job seriously enough.

Just as the undead were admiring each painting, the sound of a door opening came from the room behind him.

The immortal looked back and saw a little girl from the Kuranta tribe.

Her golden hair and matching eyes proclaimed her noble status.

This characteristic can also be found in Marner.

She had never seen a knight wearing a helmet in his own mansion before; the Undead was the first.

Tonight, Uncle Marner ordered her to stay in her room and not to come out or make any obvious noise.

Although Marna had served her food of the same standard as the dinner before the dinner began.

They even added an extra cup of hot milk.

But after watching TV all night, the little girl still felt a bit bored.

The sounds in the hallway stirred her curiosity.

Therefore, they walked towards the wooden door that separated the two of them.

Pushing open the wooden door, she saw a strange knight dressed in a full set of old-fashioned armor. She had never seen a knight wearing a helmet in her own mansion before, and this one who turned to look at her was the first.

The little girl looked at him curiously, with longing for the knight.

"Hello? My name is Maria, Maria Nearl. Although this is different from what my uncle told me."

She asked without fear, her golden eyes reflecting the cold, battle-hardened knight's armor.

"But could I know your name?"