Ark Undead

"Yes! It's that Radiant Knight! My sister! Margaret Nearl!"

Little Maria clapped her hands excitedly, happy that the Undead knew about her sister.

“My sister is the champion of the 22nd Kazimierz Knights Tournament, and I am truly happy for her. I also think that a knight like my sister is really amazing.”

When talking about her older sister, little Maria couldn't stop talking.

Her eyes were filled with adoration and joy; her sister was her light.

"She believes that the equestrian competitions that are now controlled by profit are no longer a true contest for winning honor."

From some unknown point in time, when the first knight in the arena picked up a blue beverage bottle delivered by a drone because of money thrown by the audience, knightly competitions lost their original purity.

"However, as a noble family of knights, our Lightbringer family must participate in the knightly tournament. My grandfather is ill and cannot fight. Under the repeated urging of the Knights Association, my sister decided to win the knightly tournament in her own way."

"So my sister participated in the knight competition as an independent knight. She didn't accept any sponsorship from any company or enterprise. She trained alone and used her own savings to build her equipment!"

"She defended the family's honor in her own way."

At this point, Maria seemed to have thought of something, and unconsciously became somewhat frustrated.

"Although my uncle never thought so, he said that my sister only brought trouble. He said that the honor of the Linguang family was already engraved in his heart and did not need the recognition of others."

Perhaps because she hadn't been able to communicate with someone like this for a long time, Maria couldn't stop talking once she started.

But the Undead Man didn't offer any comments; he listened quietly to the little girl in front of him.

“My sister proved herself and the glory of the Nearl family. I think this is the right thing to do; a knight must defend himself and his family’s honor with his own hands.”

When little Maria was young, the knights she saw were just like her older sister Maria Nearl.

That Radiant Knight planted a deep seed in little Maria's heart.

This allows her to see beyond the superficial benefits and honors, unlike other viewers, what a true knight should possess.

But she still felt lost.

"But my sister became infected. Even though everyone says that, I've always believed she wasn't infected!"

Maria's emotions gradually became agitated.

"Because my sister is infected, they want her to leave. They say infected people shouldn't be on the stage of the Knights Arena!"

"Now, Uncle is unwilling to participate in the knightly competition, and the Knights Association has come to urge him several times. They say that each family must have at least one person registered as a knight to participate in the knightly competition. Otherwise, their knightly noble status will be revoked."

Maria pouted and said angrily.

“I feel that even if we are stripped of our knightly noble status, we, the Linguang family, will still be the Linguang family, and our honor will not disappear. But it is wrong for what our ancestors left us to be taken away from us!”

"My sister's gone, so the only ones who can do these things are my uncle and me. But my uncle isn't willing, so there's only one left..."

As little Maria spoke, she seemed somewhat insecure and a little shy.

Since Margaret Nearl left, Maria has been practicing secretly.

She would repeatedly take out the videotapes of her sister's battles to watch and observe her sister's fighting style.

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old Maria would stare blankly at her older sister's figure on the videotape every day.

She wanted to bring honor to the family, just like her sister.

To her, her sister, the Radiant Knight, was the sun that guided her forward.

but!

Saying these things in front of a powerful racing knight still seems a bit like empty talk, plus she's too young; her age simply doesn't allow her to become a knight.

Even if Kuranta's physical body is exceptional, that's not the reason she's thinking about these things now.

But the knight in front of him did not utter a mocking laugh.

The immortal listened intently; he had a habit of listening to other people's stories.

That was the only way to relieve boredom on a long journey.

Moreover, he would never ridicule someone who has a goal.

Although this goal is indeed far out of reach for little Malia.

He spoke.

“It’s good that you have a goal.”

Little Maria heard words that were different from what she had expected.

She stared in astonishment at the knight before her, her eyes wide and her cheeks flushed.

"However, they are too weak and need to be trained."

The immortal pointed out the most important issue in one sentence.

Maria knew this, of course, but the biggest obstacle in her way was not her youth.

If given the opportunity, she would seek out a very strong coach.

She will work hard for it if she can get the support of her family.

But her uncle, Marna Linguang, didn't give her a chance at all.

She can only rely on herself.

As she pondered, Maria couldn't help but look at the undead in front of her.

Although his voice sounded old and he didn't like to talk!

But without a doubt, he was a powerful knight.

if you can.

"That..."

Little Maria spoke hesitantly.

"Mr. Undying, would you be willing...?"

Just as she was speaking, a man's shouts came from the corridor.

"Sir Knight! Mr. Undead!"

It was Kos's voice.

Maria's initial hesitation quickly turned into panic.

It's over! Uncle has finished talking with them!

"No... Mr. Undead! You should go! Someone is calling you!"

With that, Maria jumped off the bed, grabbed the Undead's gauntlet, and tried to drag him up.

The Undead stood up, picked up the shield that was beside the chair, took two steps to the door, opened it, and went out.

He glanced back at Maria.

"It's so nice to chat with you!"

Maria laughed cheerfully, then scratched her head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Although I did most of the talking, I was really happy!"

Little Maria bowed politely.

"Thank you!"

"Ah."

The Undead nodded. Actually, being able to hear these stories wasn't so bad.

Koss appeared around the corner; he saw the Undead.

The undead walked over, and little Maria quietly closed the door behind his figure.

"Oh, I've finally found you."

Koss breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought you were lost."

"I've always been here."

"The immortal asked."

"gone?"

"Let's go, let's go."

Kos nodded with a triumphant air.

"Everything went very smoothly! I'm sure your net worth will increase again by tomorrow morning!"

"Ah."

The undead nodded indifferently, lifted his foot, and walked towards the exit. Kos quickly followed.

When the two arrived at the door, Marna and Fran were already waiting there.

"Thank you very much for coming tonight, Mr. Undead."

Marner extended his right hand again, a formulaic smile on his face.

"I hope this satisfies you!"

The immortal touched his palm symbolically.

He said something with a hint of deeper meaning.

"good."

...

The black luxury sedan drove once again on the wide road. The moon hung high; it was already late at night.

They will soon reach the home of the Undead.

"That Mr. Lin Guang is indeed a seasoned professional in this field. He had arranged many things in advance, and they were close to the bottom line that the company could accept. So, tonight was actually quite fruitful."

Kos laughed heartily, and Fran laughed heartily too.

They had already foreseen that the value of the Undead would rise again, and that they would receive a substantial bonus!