Ark Undead

Upon hearing Patriot's voice, Kal'tsit realized that the giant before her was also suffering from Oripathy.

Patriot shook his head slightly.

"However, due to the passage of time and special circumstances, it has become like this."

Patriots was not in a hurry to launch an attack; instead, he began to talk with Kal'tsit.

“I vaguely remember that when my people and I left, you and that prince did not stop us.”

He needs to confirm some things.

Some things related to Rhodes Island and the infected.

"That was a long, long time ago."

Kal'tsit sighed softly.

"I didn't expect you to remember. And you even called her Your Highness."

Amiya overheard the conversation, and her ears perked up as she listened intently.

"Although my bloodline no longer serves her, we could all hear that long sigh when she died."

The Patriot seemed slightly moved as well. When he mentioned that person, the red light in his eyes dimmed slightly as he spoke.

“A queen is a queen. Even when I left, she had not yet ascended the throne, and even now, she is dead.”

He stood still, like a giant beast, crouching in place, ready to take a step forward at any moment.

Time has changed many things. But you have not been left with any trace by the years.

Kal'tsit shook her head; Bozokasti hadn't seen everything.

For him, he only saw what was in front of him.

"Time inevitably changes us, Bozokasti, I am no longer the person I used to be."

"But you still distinguish between the kings of Kazdel and the emperors of Ursus."

"Since you always respected her as your queen, why did you leave Kazdel?"

Kal'tsit stared at Patriot; she also had some things she needed to clarify from this enemy.

Patriot also stared at Kal'tsit, but he didn't continue with Kal'tsit's question.

"Lady, do you know why I am called the Patriot?"

"Many believe that your struggle is for the Infected, and for the future of Ursus. You fight against injustice, slavery, bloodshed, and oppression; everything you've done has never betrayed the homeland you serve. Do you see yourself that way too, Bozokasti?"

As Kal'tsit spoke, she saw the Patriot in front of her shake his head.

"Do not."

Patriot reached out and tried to remove the mask, but it seemed to be grown on him, stuck firmly to his face.

His eyes shone brightly with red light, and a familiar scent emanated from his body.

Kal'tsit's pupils contracted, and in a flash, she realized something.

But she didn't say it out loud, and even the Patriots tacitly refrained from mentioning it again.

"War is inevitable and it kills. Even though I am tired of killing, it is something I cannot escape."

The Patriot released his right hand, which was trying to remove the mask, and his voice sounded like a hiss from the ground, an extension of the will to suffer.

"The war may end. Whether it's the Infected or Ursus, these are all acts of human will. Yet some are trying to dismantle Ursus through other means. This is something I cannot accept."

"However, war will not end. As long as there is injustice and oppression, war will never end."

Kal'tsit did not agree with the Patriot's views.

"The killing and war you abhor are inescapable. Since you have decided to get involved, you can never escape them."

"I know."

Patriot nodded.

"I know I will die. Because I know too much, far too much."

Patriot gripped the long spear he had driven into the ground.

"Lady, I have foreseen my death. But my death must bring value."

"I want to see another path for the infected, and for Ursus."

“You and Her Highness have worked together for many years. Since she trusts you, then I will also trust you.”

“I know you brought Rhodes Island here not to shed blood.”

"Even though the two people behind you have my daughter's aura."

The Doctor got up from the ground and walked forward to Kal'tsit's side.

He needed to make things clear and not let patriots become their enemies for no reason.

"Mr. Patriot, Frostnova is not dead. She was just struggling when she was rescued. She is currently receiving treatment on Rhodes Island!"

"You defeated her."

The patriots' attention turned to the doctor.

In that instant, an intense sense of oppression shifted from Kal'tsit to the Doctor.

The doctor couldn't help but take a step back and clench his teeth.

"No...no! We never defeated Frostnova. She conveyed her ideals to us in their entirety, and then passed the baton to us!"

As Froststar once said.

Kill me, prove me wrong.

In the end, Frostnova gave it her all, but Amiya still managed to hold her off with her own power.

Frostnova has done everything she could, and now Rhodes Island has taken up her will to change this predetermined fate.

Amiya also came to the Doctor's side, placing her hand on his body, sharing the oppression brought by the Patriots with him.

"Mr. Patriot, we shouldn't be fighting here! Since you know our purpose, you also know the current situation of the Reunion Movement. This is not just a matter for the Reunion Movement, but also a trigger for war between two major countries!"

Amiya stepped up at the crucial moment and spoke the words that the Doctor couldn't say.

"Frostnova isn't dead. We're only here for peace. Fighting here now will only result in mutual destruction. Such pointless sacrifices will only play into their trap!"

"you..."

Patriot was about to say something, but when he looked at Amiya, he noticed the ring on her hand and the strange aura emanating from her.

He stopped speaking and turned to look back at Kal'tsit.

“Theresis, she lied to everyone. She is…”

"That's right, Patriot."

Kal'tsit did not deny it.

"That's her."

A long silence.

Patriot's gaze shifted back and forth between Kal'tsit and Amiya before finally turning into a hearty laugh.

"Hahaha, great! Great!"

The sound echoed through the streets and reverberated in everyone's ears.

Amiya was a little confused about what the Patriots were all about, and looked at the Doctor with some bewilderment.

The Doctor reached out and touched Amiya's head. Even the Doctor himself didn't understand what Patriot was all about.

The laughter subsided, and the hoarse voice rang out again.

“Castel, you’re wrong. This isn’t pointless; this is war.”

The Patriot pulled out the long gun that he had stuck in the ground.

“I know, Talulah, something’s wrong. I also know that this might trigger a war between the two countries. But I will not stop.”

"Since you know these things are wrong, why do you keep making the same mistakes?!"

Amiya asked, puzzled.

"Besides, Talulah has already torn the Reunion Movement to pieces, and that's a fact you can't change. Isn't it a good thing to turn back now?!"

"I will not allow the Reunion Movement to be portrayed as 'internal strife among the infected, followed by its collapse.' I will never allow it."

Patriots take a step forward.

Kal'tsit sighed softly, the reason for which was unknown.

"You really want to choose this? Bozokasti, you can choose to live."

"Choice? I no longer have a choice."

As Patriot spoke, the shield guards behind him stepped forward in unison.

"You're all right. So, Rhodes Island will be here."

"I was fully prepared, but I never expected that my final enemy would be Rhodes Island, the Infected, and the prophesied Demon King."

Just as Patriot was saying these things, Kal'tsit took a step back.

She pulled Amiya back two steps, letting Amiya stand in the very center of the group.

"I don't want to face my predetermined fate. Death is just the easiest way out."

"I hate fate."

"I will smash it, crush it, grind it to dust."

"If fate forces you to change my mind."

"I'd rather never look back."

Patriot raised his right-hand spear and slammed it into the giant shield in his left hand.

The shield bearers behind him, just like the Patriots, rammed their right hands against their left shields.

boom!