Ark Undead

As he walked, he led Bozokastie to the door of the house, which led to a strange space.

Inside, a little girl with white hair turned her head and looked curiously at Solal and Bozokasti at the door.

"You've done what you were supposed to do, and from now on you can finally get some rest."

Bozokast stood behind the door, pondered for a moment, and then looked back at the snowfield behind him.

The snow was heavy, but unlike the desolate Ursus ice plains, it was filled with tranquility and peace.

"A break...?"

Bozokastie nodded slightly and went into the cabin.

"Perhaps."

...

Within that burning body, a jet-black soul radiating red light gradually broke free from the body's cage.

The immortal reached out and caught it.

Despite being entangled by the power of the abyss, the red light within that soul never dimmed.

The soul of the last pure-blooded Wendigo, "Bozokasti".

His life was a struggle against predetermined fate and for a better future for many people.

Now, in the hands of the nameless king, he has found true liberation.

Wendigo, who marched for two hundred years without stopping, stopped his final march.

After a battle in which fate could only watch from the sidelines, unable to intervene, I depart this world.

The final Wendigo did not die at the hands of the Demon King.

He died on the battlefield, a place he deserved.

243. Spiritual Link

As the flames died down, the undead took the blade from the dead body and then reached out to catch the body, which had been burned to a shell.

Inside Patriot's body, the tissues related to Originium were completely burned away by the Undead.

The remaining part of his body, along with the damaged armor he hadn't yet removed, weighed half as much as expected.

The Undead gently laid down the Patriot's mangled body, then hung the greatsword behind him.

The fighting around them ended after the Undead killed Patriot.

The shield bearers stopped attacking, and all the Rhodes Island operators also ceased their assault.

The Undead didn't speak; he turned and returned to Rhodes Island.

Kal'tsit stared at the patriot who was now a thing of the past, and sighed softly.

"Unfortunately, a hero died because of Talulah's conspiracy."

"But before he died, his wish was fulfilled."

The Doctor and Amiya did not completely agree on their ideas.

Amiya is still a child, even though she is indeed growing up. But she still thinks too highly of many things.

For her, the best outcome would be one without any sacrifice.

Yes, that's true. If we could achieve our goals and allow infected people to live in harmony with ordinary people without any sacrifices, then everyone would pursue such an ideal.

But the problem is, that's impossible.

There is a huge gap between the infected and ordinary people. People with good intentions, such as Frostnova and Patriot, as well as some members of Reunion, do hope that things will develop in a positive direction. However, the foundation of their thinking is very different from that of Rhodes Island.

Not to mention that the matter itself is extremely complicated, and the infected individuals have long been labeled with various malicious tags due to the social unrest over the years.

How easy is it to change people's long-held beliefs?

Not to mention that they were fighting against a nation's machinery. Amiya did not understand that Rhodes Island was not large enough to change the vast majority of people on its own.

They need more time.

In this operation, Patriot paved the way for Rhodes Island with his own life, betting everything he had on that most uncertain future.

Amiya was still reeling from Patriot's death and all the emotions he had conveyed to her before he died.

Her mind and spirit are somewhat unable to bear the pain and struggle of the past two hundred years, and she is currently in a daze.

In fact, the patriot's spirit could have directly resisted Amiya's spiritual connection.

He was a powerful and resilient warrior, possessing a physique rarely seen in the world, as well as the mental strength to suppress the fragments of the demon. If Patriot were to resist, Amiya would not be able to influence him under any circumstances.

But Patriot opened his mind and allowed Amiya to enter his mental world.

The Tower of Babel... no, the leader of Rhodes Island shouldn't be such a naive child.

When a path to happiness for everyone cannot be found, one must understand the meaning of sacrifice.

The choices you make are very important, and when those choices are major crossroads that you have to face, you must not be influenced by others and must stick to your own principles.

Because with such a choice, whether you succeed or fail, you have to bear the consequences yourself.

Clearly, Amiya lacks the ability to make choices.

She still retains a childlike innocence, unable to distinguish between dreams and ideals.

The Patriot wanted Amiya, the successor chosen by His Highness, to understand his pain and why he was fighting.

The patriot wanted the child to see firsthand everything he had experienced. He wanted to use the simplest and purest way to make the child understand that the world has never been a supporter of idealists.

True idealists are those who bear all the pain they have experienced and find the optimal solution to seemingly insurmountable difficulties.

"Are you alright?"

Kal'tsit came to Amiya's side, knelt down, and gently stroked Amiya's head.

She roughly guessed what the Patriots had done. Otherwise, Amiya wouldn't have become so dejected and silent.

In that instant, two hundred years of regret and obsession shook Amiya's mind to the point of collapse.

"Dr. Kal'tsit...I..."

For some reason, tears slid from the corners of Amiya's eyes and fell down her cheeks.

She was speechless for a moment. Only after she had slowly digested everything that Patriot wanted to convey to her did she begin to realize how naive her idea of ​​letting Patriot die peacefully in the illusion during the battle had been.

Patriots aren't that fragile; to them, a false future, even if it's what they most yearn to see, isn't what they truly want.

What he wanted was to burn himself out on the path he had chosen. Even if that ending was heartbreaking, it would be the best solace for him.

Because before he closes his eyes, he can still see the things he cherishes most.

The light that represents hope still shines before his eyes.

Only then did Amiya understand why Kal'tsit had accepted the Patriots' declaration of war without saying a word.

Why would the Undead stand up at this moment and engage in a fierce duel with the Patriots?

Because that's exactly what patriots want.

He did everything he could. And after two hundred years of struggle, death was the perfect release for him.

Kal'tsit's acceptance of the declaration of war on behalf of Rhodes Island gave Patriots a glimmer of light in the darkness, and after her, others carried on his ideals and continued to move forward.

The Undead, on the other hand, held a grand farewell ceremony for the Patriot, the kind of funeral warriors longed for most. Though his life had ended, his soul lived on forever on the battlefield that belonged to him.

Amiya gritted her teeth, slowly processing the great gift the Patriots had given her, while her clenched fists suppressed her boundless rage.

Why did Talulah treat the Reunion Movement as a expendable force, allowing true idealists to die on the wrong path?

Unbeknownst to Amiya, a ring on her right thumb made a crisp sound.

Kal'tsit grabbed Amiya's right hand, her brow furrowed.

The ring was teetering on the brink of collapse, almost falling apart and turning to dust.

"Amiya, calm down. Now is not the time to be angry."

Kal'tsit reached out and tapped Amiya's forehead twice.

“Pointless anger only wastes your emotions and makes you forget yourself.”

Upon hearing this, Amiya's eyes widened slightly, and she took a deep breath to calm herself down.

However, her cheeks were still somewhat red due to the rush of blood to her head.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, I...I understand."

After calming down, Amiya continued to take deep breaths and stood up from the ground. Although she had suffered a great shock and was still somewhat unstable.

The Undead came to Amiya and Kal'tsit, who had calmed down, and took out the key that Patriot had given him.

"This is the key."

The Undead handed the key to Kal'tsit.

"He gave it to me."

Kal'tsit glanced back at the now-empty shell of Patriot's body, nodded, and took the key from the undead's hand.

Kal'tsit took the key and looked at the undead.

"I'll have to leave the rest to you. The Doctor and I will go find the power reactor, and you and Amiya, along with Ace and Rosemary, will go and capture Talulah."

She added another sentence.

"We'll stick to the previous contract. I'll add an extra gift when we get back this time."

The immortal shook his head.

Kal'tsit looked at the undead with some surprise, waiting for the undead to give her a response.

"I won't, I'll grab her."

The undead looked down at his right hand, where a flame burned quietly.

"She will die, right here."

Kal'tsit was silent for a moment, clearly somewhat surprised.