Ark Undead

Seeing Melantha's condition, the Undead temporarily put aside their intention to ask Melantha about her.

"Um... thank you, teacher."

Melantha nodded slightly, sat up from the undead's arms, and stared blankly at the warm flames floating in the air.

Seeing Melantha like this, no one could tell that she was troubled by her loss again.

Although Xiao Meilansha looks very delicate, she is actually quite strong-willed.

Anyone who has had any contact with Melantha knows about her condition.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have demanded herself complete the training day after day, trying to gain the approval of the Undead every time.

This kind of girl, who is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, is prone to blaming herself for everything after a single setback, and will spend a long time looking for the reasons.

But in reality, Melantha's performance was already very good; she herself was unaware of how amazing she had just been.

This time, before Melantha could speak, the Undead spoke first.

"That one just now, the Heroic Spirit, his name is Expert."

"Huh?"

Melantha was still thinking about the battle that had just taken place when she heard the Undead mention his name, and her ears perked up immediately.

"Teacher, do you know him?"

"We are more than just acquaintances. We are rivals. We are also comrades-in-arms."

The Undead looked at the straight knife in Melantha's hand. His memories had almost returned, and he easily uncovered the expert's story.

"He's very skilled, especially in swordsmanship. Among those I've seen, he's among the best."

"The Undead said."

"He knows everything I taught you."

This is not because the immortal is deliberately exaggerating the experts to eliminate Melantha's accountability.

The expert himself was an extremely powerful warrior who had faced warriors hailed as heroes even in the Age of Fire. He also fought alongside the Undead, successfully defeating them.

Even the Undead had suffered considerable losses at his hands.

When it comes to swordsmanship, the Undying Man's swordsmanship is closely related to experts. If it weren't for experts, the Undying Man probably wouldn't have bothered to study Eastern swordsmanship.

For a long time afterward, experts served as a benchmark for the Undead to assess their own swordsmanship skills.

This is why Melantha was able to withstand the experts' attacks for so long. Because their swordsmanship, in a sense, originated from the same source.

Even the experts could be considered Melanie's teachers.

"It's difficult to defeat him. It's very difficult for you."

This was the first time the Undead had used the word "difficult" to describe a goal to Melantha. Even when Melantha told the Undead she wanted to become his disciple, the Undead, knowing Melantha's physical condition, did not use the word "difficult."

"You should understand."

The kitten nodded subconsciously; she had indeed realized it.

The expert's abilities are definitely superior to hers.

At first, Melantha was completely overwhelmed by the expert. The expert's speed, reaction time, and even strength all firmly gave Melantha the upper hand.

If Melantha hadn't been exposed to expert-level swordsmanship by the Undead, she wouldn't have been able to hold out until then.

Not to mention that after getting used to the attack rhythm, they even tried to counterattack.

"Yes..."

With the encouragement of the Undead, Melantha gradually accepted the fact that she had lost.

Melanie wasn't actually unable to accept setbacks; she just felt that she had worked so hard to get to where she was today.

Losing this contest in front of her teacher like this, she felt that she had let her teacher down for the guidance and training she had received.

This is a problem that everyone faces before they mature.

Although Melantha is much more mature than her peers, she is still a child who is growing up.

Therefore, the importance of not dying becomes apparent at this time.

The Undead reached out and ruffled Melantha's hair.

"Melansha, you're amazing."

"Huh? Teacher...why all of a sudden..."

Melantha blushed slightly when the Undead suddenly praised her, and she lowered her head shyly.

The teacher's sudden praise caught Melanie off guard.

"Not everyone can withstand those flames."

This is the truth from an immortal.

Only those who have truly been burned by the flames know just how painful those flames can be.

Those who are not steadfast in their will cannot bear such pain, and only those with truly unwavering determination can receive a response from the First Flame.

Not to mention, after receiving a response from the flames, it persisted in fighting to the very last moment, until it burned itself out and faced death.

Melanza didn't utter a single cry of pain throughout the entire match.

She simply shut her mouth and did what she thought she should do.

How could a girl like that not be loved by people?

The Undead gently stroked Melantha's slightly dry hair, soothing her while trying to sense the lingering flames within her body.

The flames burned cleanly, and Melantha's body only returned to its previous weak state, but without any lasting effects.

Melanie gradually calmed down in this peaceful atmosphere.

Before I knew it, the pain in my body subsided.

Melantha's pale face warmed up slightly, and she realized that the heroic spirit called the expert seemed to have said something to her at the end.

"Oh, right, teacher. That gentleman called the expert asked me to pass on a message to you."

"Ok?"

The fact that no one died was somewhat unexpected.

"What did he say?"

Melanie recalled for a moment.

Although her physical functions were completely exhausted at that time, she could still hear those two sentences.

"He said, 'Please give my regards to you,' and he said... um."

Melantha paused for a moment. The expert's comment was probably a compliment to Melantha, so there was no need to repeat it to the Undead.

Even kittens can feel shy!

After tidying up, Melanie continued.

He said, "I hope you can remember, don't...don't be late?"

Melanie wasn't sure if she had misheard.

The phrase "Don't be late" sounds a bit strange.

But the Undead knew that Melantha hadn't misheard.

The expert was right; he should never be late, and he would certainly make the same instruction to himself.

In the fireless sacrificial site, they found things they had never imagined.

Since the flames at that time had already distorted time and space, it might have existed in another timeline.

But that hopeless, lightless world was something neither of them could accept.

The old man who still guards the place tells them that the Fire-Binding Maiden who maintains the flames did not live to see her hero.

The hero who arrives late misses everything.

Since then, the Undying Man had never seen the expert again. He didn't know where the expert had gone until today's reunion.

The expert is the spirit of the sacred object, which means he knows about the Fire Maiden.

From the Lothric Knight to the experts, everyone had high hopes for the Undead.

They served as a warning to the Undead, and also strengthened their resolve once again.

"I won't."

The Undead responded in a low voice, both to Melantha and to the experts.

He will never be the hero who arrives too late.

Since experts are appearing, perhaps other heroes of the Age of Fire will also appear?

The Undead looked towards the altar, anticipating the appearance of the next hero.

He withdrew his hand, stood up, and said.

"Let's watch the game."

...

Returning from Melantha's lounge, the Undead sat down quietly.

This battle features the spirits of the twelve Minoan heroes against a Minoan frontier hero.

The battle didn't last long; the match ended as soon as the Undead returned from Melantha's room.

The heroes have triumphed.

After returning to his lounge, the border hero simply sighed, with a hint of regret.

The strength of the predecessors was indeed terrifying; not all border heroes are as strong as Morton. Otherwise, Morton wouldn't be so famous in Minos.

In the next two matches, one of them selected a Sarkaz from Kazdel.

The heroic spirit that went into battle seemed to be an ancient Kazdel general described in ancient texts.

The Undead don't know much about Kazdel and Sarkaz. However, their fighting styles are somewhat similar, both primarily using Originium Arts for attacks and secondarily close-quarters combat.