Ark Undead

"I'm not really used to it."

"No one is used to this kind of thing."

Onstan smiled and simply brought up another of his friends to appease the Undead.

"Just think about it this way: if Artorias lived to Lothric's time and was encountered by the Farron Undead Legion, how would he react?"

The Undead thought for a moment and figured that, given the nature of those guys who shared wolf blood, Artorias might be kidnapped by them on the spot and become their sole captain.

Perhaps Artorias will have to spend several hours dealing with these enthusiastic fans.

"Too..."

The Undead scratched his head, and as he imagined that scene, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up under his helmet.

Of course, this is something that can only be thought about.

After all, both Artorias and the members of the Farron Undead Legion considered cleaning up the Abyss their most important mission.

Their fates were also quite similar.

According to this account, these Imperial Guards are to the Undead what the Immortal Legion is to Artorias.

Unbeknownst to him, the immortal's heart gradually calmed down.

Just as Liang Xun said, these young people have devoted their lives to the war between the Great Yan and the Demon Seed, and they are a group of warriors worthy of respect.

When soldiers meet, the worst that can happen is a fight.

Thinking this, the Undead subconsciously picked up a piece of firewood next to him, intending to break it open and throw it into the fire in front of him.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The Undead shouted, and the door opened, revealing Yan Di's figure.

Yan Di then spoke respectfully to the Undead.

"My Lord, someone requests an audience. It is a Sarkaz woman."

"Sarkaz, female."

The immortal was stunned for a moment.

"what is it call?"

Before Yan Di could speak, W's voice rang out from outside.

"Oh dear, it's me, it's me. Why are you making such a big fuss?"

W slipped in through the gap beside Yan Di, but Yan Di couldn't catch W.

She ran to the campfire, plopped down, and stretched.

"Hmm - it's still warmer here. I slept at Greyhound's place for one night and I'm freezing."

"Rest, rest."

The Undead asked Onstan to take a small cushion from his side and throw it to W.

After W took it, he said to Onstan with a grin.

Thank you.

"fine."

Onstan also showed his friendly smile.

Yan Di wanted to reprimand W, but seeing the Undead's attitude towards W, he immediately shut up and skillfully closed the door slowly.

After Yan Di left, W put a pillow under her head and lay down on her side.

Who is this?

W was meeting Onstan for the first time, but was not intimidated by Onstan's size.

She's almost gotten used to it; it's not normal for people not to die, and it's reasonable that the people around him are all abnormal.

"Onstan, my friend."

After a brief introduction, the Undead asked.

"Yes, there's been news?"

"Yeah, Greyhound and I staked out several spots these past two days, and we finally caught them."

Seeing that the person couldn't die, W got straight to the point and sat up to get down to business.

“Brother Sun has a problem. People from the Si Sui Tai went to find him, and in the end, this person from the Si Sui Tai even joined the Red Dust Inn.”

The focus of W's statement was clearly not on Brother Sun, but on Si Suitai and Hongchenke.

The Undead and Onstan even caused trouble in this place called Red Dust Guest.

I was just playing around with it at the time, but I later found out that the things Greyhound brought out were not simple.

If a mortal can hide a demon seed, he can also hide other things.

Moreover, the Red Dust Guests were not polite to Greyhound; they seemed to have a personal grudge against Greyhound.

When the Undead went to the Red Dust Guest to ask about the whereabouts of Greyhound, the receptionist stammered and couldn't give a clear answer for a long time.

"Again, a traveler in the mortal world."

In the past few days, the Undying Man has heard the name Red Dust Guest at least a dozen times.

But why is the Sishui Terrace related to the mortals?

"Grey Dog has investigated the origins of Red Dust Guest. He originally came from the capital and worked at an inn, not involved in intelligence work. I think his original name was Red Dust Restaurant or Red Dust Inn."

"Later, a big shot from the capital invested in Hongchenke, and from then on, Hongchenke soared to become the largest chain hotel in the southwest region, as well as a private intelligence gathering agency."

She recounted all the information that Greyhound had told her in one go.

"Now it seems that the one supporting Hongchenke is Sisuitai."

This is actually quite reasonable; otherwise, how could an ordinary inn have grown so big and powerful?

It could only be that someone else was standing backstage.

"And Greyhound said that too."

Nian rubbed his hands together and breathed on his palms.

"He has an old grudge against Hongchenke. Two years ago, he lost contact with Rhodes Island headquarters, and it was Hongchenke who was behind it."

"He suspected that there were spies sent by Theresis to the Great Yan among the Red Dust Guest. Then, I went to the contact person to confirm."

"My upline told me that it is true. They also told me to be careful in everything I do, and even if I am exposed, I should not involve Hongchenke, but I can go to Hongchenke for help when appropriate."

Both the Undead and Ornstein sat up straight and looked at each other.

The three exchanged glances, revealing a shared understanding.

Nian happily took out her little box, the one that was supposedly used to transport the Theresis army.

She asked tentatively.

"Think of a way to pull off a heist?"

The Undead and Onstan nodded without hesitation.

If we keep waiting like this, my body will start to rust.

300. Testing

"My lord! My lord, you've arrived."

Yan Di stood by the room of the immortals and saw Liang Xun walking out of the elevator, looking hurried.

"Where is the Divine General? Where is he?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, the divine general is still in the room and has not left yet."

Yan Di said cautiously.

"But he said he would be going out in a little while."

Just a few minutes ago, Yan Di was wondering how the Divine General would attend the banquet tonight.

Unexpectedly, his divine general opened the door and the first thing he said was that he was going out and would not be attending the banquet that night.

This terrified Yan Di. He knew he couldn't stop the Divine General from doing whatever he wanted. But tonight's banquet wasn't just for the Divine General. There were also the Imperial Guards from the capital who genuinely wanted to catch a glimpse of the Divine General.

If the Divine General suddenly throws a tantrum and decides not to attend the banquet, then in the end, the blame will fall on Yan Di for making the Divine General impatient, and on Liang Xun for not making proper arrangements.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard enjoys special privileges granted by the Emperor. Although the Embroidered Uniform Guards are not unreasonable people, it would be inappropriate to neglect them.

This is why Yan Di immediately notified Liang Xun to come forward.

Since Yan Di knew he had no standing to persuade the Undead, he simply let the local bully speak up.

It's also a way to shirk responsibility. Since Liang Xun has already been notified, if Liang Xun can't keep the immortals, then Yan Di can't keep them either. In other words, if Liang Xun really manages to persuade the immortals to stay, Yan Di might even have a small merit.

"Absurd! This banquet has been in preparation for two whole days, starting from the Imperial Guards to Shang Shu. We also discussed it with the Divine General in advance, and he agreed. How could something go wrong at this crucial moment?!"

It's clear that Liang Xun is genuinely a little flustered.

After all, if the immortal doesn't show up, it will be a real problem. This large group of Imperial Guards is not someone who can be easily fooled.

"Did the Divine General say why he was going out? Did he say what he was going to do?"

Liang Xun wanted to start by looking at what the immortals were going to do, but Yan Di just shook his head.

"The god only said that he was going out; Yan Di didn't know anything else, nor did he dare to ask."

Liang Xun's eyebrows were almost furrowed together. Everything was ready, and he was just waiting for the last two or three hours.

Liang Xun stood in front of the Undead Gate for several minutes, and Yan Di dared not make a sound, afraid of disturbing his master's thoughts.

In the end, Liang Xun decided to knock on the door and ask the Undead Man for the truth.

So Liang Xun respectfully knocked on the door three times and called out from outside the door.

"My lord, I, Liang Xun, request an audience!"