Ark Undead

Surtr always felt that his gaze wasn't directed at him, but rather at something behind him.

Two or three weeks have passed since she arrived here following her premonition and was discovered by SilverAsh.

Over the past two or three weeks, Surtr borrowed SilverAsh's library to thoroughly research the history of Kjerag, comparing it with his own fragmented memories.

Among the things that appeared in her dreams, two or three scenes were very similar to Sherag's Ice and Snow Potion.

SilverAsh showed Surtr a level of tolerance and understanding that exceeded her expectations.

The head of the family even arranged for people to take her to the top of the sacred mountain for a look.

But Surtr only found dilapidated houses there, with no signs of habitation or any lingering traces.

The lingering aura she sensed only stayed there for a short time before disappearing.

However, Surtr was not discouraged; she had been searching for the person she remembered for several years.

Those scenes that always haunted her kept recurring in her dreams and delirium.

By now, she has found some locations and crossed them off her notebook.

But a premonition always guided her forward, leading her to seek the truth on this continent.

When she said goodbye to SilverAsh, he told her that he knew someone who looked a lot like Surtr. If she wanted to find him, she should remember Rhodes Island and also remember the name "Undead."

Surtr remembered this, but she wasn't ready to accept SilverAsh's suggestion for the time being.

In her perception, the light that guided her flickered, but it was always steadily increasing.

It's like a light, starting dimly and gradually becoming brighter.

Now, she has located it.

The emotions emanating from the demonic sword in her hand further convinced her that she was about to find what she had been searching for.

So, following the direction he sensed, Surtr stepped forward and entered the forest.

She didn't know what she was chasing after; it seemed like an innate desire.

When faced with that light, Surtr felt as if his life had been completed, and an inexplicable longing filled his heart.

Such a desire is undoubtedly abnormal. But for Surtr, clearing up her chaotic memories is the most worthwhile thing for her to do right now.

The fragments of memory composed of countless "selves" that piece together Surtr are undoubtedly chaotic.

In those chaotic memories, Surtr is herself, and also others.

She couldn't figure out who she was, and she would even forget her own name for a short time.

Only after waking from the dream, clutching his throbbing head, could Surtr remember his own name.

It was as if countless souls were forcibly pieced together and all those memories were dumped into her at once.

Unbeknownst to her, she had been traveling in Terra for many years, and the greatsword in her hand had been her constant companion for some time.

Surtr may not know who she really is, or where she belongs.

But all she needs to know is to keep moving forward.

Who can guarantee that tomorrow's version of themselves will be the same as their past version?

Surtr, awakened from her nap, opened her eyes beside the tree stump, her purple eyes reflecting the bright firelight.

She stared blankly at the campfire she had lit, then looked into the distance.

It seems that Surtr could also see the flames burning in the distance, quietly burning at the end of her journey.

That pure, warm golden fire.

328. Let's go!

Greyhound bid farewell to the Undead.

Just as Greyhound had told the Undead a couple of days ago, he left in a hurry.

So rushed was he that he didn't even have a chance to have a drink with the Undead, and one night he knocked on the Undead's door.

When the Undead opened the door, Greyhound was already dressed in his brand-new combat uniform and had changed into his weapon.

It was a pair of gloves he wore, made of soft steel and tough cloth, with intricate Originium magic arrays engraved on them.

According to Greyhound, these gloves can enhance his Originium Arts and reduce the burden on him when using them.

It's essentially a different kind of staff. However, this kind of glove is only suitable for his Originium Arts.

The immortal asked the greyhound how long it would take.

Greyhound smiled and said he would come back to Rhodes Island to visit when he had time, and that the two of them might have a chance to meet in other places.

Greyhounds have an excellent reputation for being undead.

Although Greyhound can be a bit unreliable and even a little eccentric at times.

In reality, however, Greyhounds exhibit extremely high standards of conduct when it comes to serious matters.

Just like during this trip to Yan Kingdom, if Greyhound hadn't used his own methods to get that glass bottle containing the Demon Seed from the Red Dust Inn, the Undead and the others probably wouldn't have discovered that the Red Dust Inn actually contained so many Abyss Seeds for a long time.

Moreover, Greyhound has a very good sense of distance from the undead.

Although he always calls me "Big Brother," he still shows me the respect due to him and doesn't take advantage of the fact that I helped him out to become overly familiar with him without any boundaries.

Overall, people find the time spent with Greyhound very comfortable and naturally show him special care.

"Oh right, there's one more thing I need to give you before I leave."

Greyhound seemed to remember something, searched his body for a long time, and finally pulled out the Undead's bank card, handing it to the Undead.

"promise."

The immortal took his bank card, looked up, and asked.

"You're not using it anymore?"

"After returning to Rhodes Island, Kal'tsit was very generous, not only making up for the expenses of the previous few years, but also thanks to my elder brother, after resolving the Great Yan incident, she gave me the mission rewards along with the money."

Greyhound confidently pulled out his employee card.

"Heh heh, I'm a rich guy now, I'm going to go get some money later."

Hearing Greyhound say that no one would die, he put his bank card away.

The immortal himself doesn't need much money; money is truly just an external thing to him.

"Are the girls happy with the gifts I bought for them?"

Greyhound brought up the gift he had bought earlier; he seemed quite interested in it.

"Yeah, I'm pretty happy."

The Undead nodded, not as a formality, but because the children were clearly very happy.

I bought some Da Yan incense for Melanie, which is said to have a calming effect.

Melantha herself had a passion for perfume making. She was very interested in anything with a unique fragrance.

Krobe spent the whole night eating the snacks he brought back from Da Yan, and almost finished them all.

Melanie held her back, preventing her from eating so much in one night, otherwise she would get diarrhea, so she left some leftovers.

Unfortunately, I didn't have time to give Tianhu the two small accessories I brought for her before she went to Victoria.

They said, "Thank you."

The Undead also conveyed Melantha and the other woman's gratitude.

"It's nothing, as long as you like it, it just proves I have good taste!"

Greyhound chatted with the Undead for a while longer, then glanced at the time and realized it was almost time to leave.

"Big brother, I'll be going now. See you later!"

Watching the greyhound leave, the Undead kept his questions to himself and didn't ask them.

The Undead was actually very curious about how he met W.

Although W said he was coming to check out the Rhodes Island office first, the Rhodes Island authorities had already ignored the office in Da Yan. So where did W get the information that Shang Shu would have a Rhodes Island office?

Furthermore, the reason for their fight was quite strange. If W really came to Rhodes Island seeking help, given their intentions, let alone whether they would have fought, even if they did, it wouldn't have been this intense, to the point of life and death.

However, Greyhound didn't seem inclined to say anything, and W didn't tell the Undead what he was thinking either, so the Undead just gave up asking.

Everyone has their own secrets; he does, the Doctor does, and Melantha does too.

If you have to get to the bottom of everything, life will be too tiring.

Don't say that the immortal is ignorant of human relationships; he's just too lazy to think about so much.

If you have the power to ignore other people's attitudes and thoughts, why bother to put so much effort into pleasing them?

Respond kindly to good intentions, but deal with deception and malice head-on.

After so many years of travel, the weight of an entire world has been pressing down on the Undead's shoulders. Even if he's slow-witted, he'd still know what the human mind is really like.

At least in the eyes of the Undead, the Greyhound has not shown any hostility so far, and that's enough.

Moreover, Greyhound is a smart man; he knows what he should say and what he shouldn't say.

Greyhound had helped him and called him "Big Brother," so he helped Greyhound in any way he could.

Just like my attitude towards W.

The day after Greyhound left, the Undead were also notified that they were preparing to depart.

Minos's battle celebration was just a notification; the actual event was still a week or two away.

However, due to concerns about potential problems along the way, and given that Rhodes Island is located near Lungmen and the journey is quite long, Kal'tsit and the Doctor decided it would be better to set off sooner.

Instructor Doberman agreed with the idea and informed Melanie that they would depart today.

Melantha knocked on the Undead's door early in the morning to tell him about it.

Then they squeezed in to help the Undead pack their things.

The Undead didn't interfere and let her come in and do her work. For Melantha, helping the Undead clean the house had become a habit.

During the time the Undead were away from the Great Yan, Melantha would come over every day to clean the place.