Ark Undead

The tall, slender Deepsea Hunter stood at the door of the Undead's room, looking past the Fire Mage who opened the door, and at the Undead sitting by the campfire.

"Kal'tsit sent a message saying we're ready to depart."

"I see."

The Undead responded in a deep voice.

With the help of the Fire Girl, he quickly packed the luggage he needed to take.

The Undead changed into their armor, came to the campfire, and pulled the Flame-Borrowing Spiral Sword, which represented the incarnation of the Lord of Cinder, from the flames.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the scorch marks on the spiral sword gradually faded.

The Undead reached out his palm to the Fire Mage beside him.

The Fire Mage raised her hand and gracefully placed it in the Undead's palm, clasping it tightly with his.

Now, they will never be apart.

"Let's go."

388. Followers

This departure seems somewhat rushed.

In the past, the undead would always stay a little longer during the middle of each departure from Rhodes Island.

For example, you could stay on the island for about a month. Whether you're waiting for news or doing something else, there's always a buffer period.

For the immortals, it's also a good time to organize information and clear their minds.

However, he was indeed a little anxious this time, not because the matter was particularly urgent, but mainly because the Undead had been staying in Minos for a rather long time.

When he returned, Melantha and the others had already been on Rhodes Island for about a week.

This resulted in a lot of information being organized before the Undead returned to Rhodes Island.

All we need to do now is for the survivors to follow the doctor's lead and move forward.

To be honest, at this point, the Undead gradually understood why the Doctor was the most rational among those researchers, and even regarded him as a protector for the future.

The professor is absolutely meticulous in his work. Any task he handles is always concise and efficient. And his assignments to everyone are always focused on the most direct and clear objectives.

To put it bluntly, even Kroos could understand what he was supposed to do after hearing it just once.

No wonder the Doctor is so fond of so many operators.

Who wouldn't want a partner like that? Someone who can arrange everything perfectly, so all you have to do is carry it out.

The Doctor is such a person, without a doubt, even immortals would acknowledge it.

The routes taken by both sides were planned by the Doctor. Even though the Doctor did not accompany the Undead to Iberia, his mind was constantly guiding them forward.

Perhaps, back in the early days of Terra, the Doctor planned every action and every battle in this way, so that the weak humanity could find a bright path to rekindle the flame in that dark age.

"As for the items, I've already given them to Kal'tsit."

The doctor stood in the garage and greeted the undead.

"I brought enough Humanity Elixir. If you need it, just ask her for more. She left a long time ago, earlier than you, because she has to arrange your entry procedures."

"Ah."

The Undead nodded and said to the Doctor.

"You really aren't going?"

To be honest, although the Doctor had made arrangements, it was somewhat illogical that he wouldn't go to Iberia with the Undead.

He was the founder of Agor, so there was no reason for him not to want to see what his city looked like now.

"I'm not going. I said I'm not going, and I'm not going."

The doctor shook his head, his words sounding like a fit of pique.

"It's not that I don't want to go and see... it's just that I somewhat anticipated what would happen. Right now, I have no strength at all. If I go with you, and something happens to me, you won't be able to get away either."

The doctor shrugged and said with a hint of self-deprecation.

No one would believe that the Doctor himself had no power whatsoever, or that no one would die.

He indeed could not sense the aura of a strong person from the doctor, nor could he see the solid soul that represented a strong person.

But wouldn't someone with such almost demonic intelligence leave themselves some backup plans?

Even Kroos didn't believe it.

However, the doctor is right.

Let's take a closer look at the roster that went to Iberia this time.

Kal'tsit possesses Mon3tor, a kind of abyssal creature that lives alongside her.

Gloria, Skadi, and Laurentina, also known as Specter. These are all formidable deep-sea hunters, with exceptional physical abilities and combat experience.

There are also a number of elite operators with exceptional skills, whose missions are almost entirely limited to intelligence gathering.

As for operators of the caliber of Kroos and Melantha, there was absolutely no intention to consider them.

Their skills might be considered excellent among people of the same level. But without seasoned experience, they wouldn't be able to handle this level of danger.

The Doctor foresaw that the threat within Iberia might have exceeded the level that Rhodes Island could currently handle.

That's why they waited until the Undead returned before specifically summoning the Deepsea Hunters and Kal'tsit for a talk.

It serves both as a destination for the Undead's next investigation and as an opportunity to increase the success rate of this operation.

To put it bluntly, even Kal'tsit couldn't guarantee her safe escape. Without immortals, this lineup is simply not enough to hold the line.

"Ok."

Since the doctor insists, it's not really a good idea to say anything if no one dies.

The battles at the beginning of the generation have proven the Doctor's judgment. The fact that Kal'tsit has survived to this day and that the Doctor has been able to awaken again now proves that his judgment could not possibly be wrong.

In any case, it's always better to be cautious. And besides, we really can't not help SilverAsh.

"Then, I'll wait for your good news."

The doctor greeted the immortal, took two steps back, and gestured for the immortal to get in the car.

The immortal nodded to the doctor as a farewell, then turned and boarded the bus.

Sitting down next to the Fire Mage who had already taken her spot, the Undead's hand was quickly grasped by another soft hand.

"What are you thinking about?"

A light, cheerful voice lingered in his ears. The Undead turned his head and looked at the Fire-Binding Woman leaning back in her chair.

He asked, somewhat puzzled.

"You're happy?"

The Undead didn't know why the Fire Maiden was so happy, nor did he know what the reason for her happiness was; it was purely out of curiosity.

The Fire Mage chuckled softly, then rested her head on the Undead's shoulder.

"Because you didn't let me return to the sword, but instead let me sit next to you."

"..."

The immortal was stunned for a moment.

"This is not what we agreed upon."

"I'll be happy if you can remember this."

The Fire Mage interrupted the Undead once again, silencing him before he could utter even more unromantic words.

"It's going to be a long journey ahead, so get plenty of rest."

After saying that, the Fire Girl ignored what the Undead wanted to say, closed her eyes, hugged the Undead's arm, and pretended to go to sleep.

She clung to him, and no matter how hard she tried to shake her off, she couldn't. Even though she was a fire-type woman who didn't need to rest.

The Undead had almost gotten used to the Fire Maiden's behavior; she was usually quite unreasonable and argumentative. But the Undead never found her annoying.

He could only remain silent and keep his mouth shut. He wisely swallowed his words before her next scolding remark came.

However, the Undead certainly wouldn't close his eyes and rest like the Fire Mage. When it came to Iberia, he was more concerned about something else.

"Scout?"

Sitting on the other side of the row with the Undead, Scout and Logos pretended they hadn't heard anything.

When Scout heard the Undead call his name, he subconsciously clicked his tongue.

"Scout? Can you hear me?"

Scout reluctantly turned to look at the Undead when the Undead spoke again.

"What's wrong? It's best not to speak at this time. The lady next to you needs to rest."

Scout didn't actually have any issues with the Undead, nor did he have any issues with the Fire Mage.

The idea of ​​an undead being dragged around by a fire-type woman and forced to unleash a flash of light was simply beyond Scout's comprehension.

Moreover, this kind of thing has become quite common on Rhodes Island during this period, but every time Scout sees it, he always feels a strange sense of unease.

"Yes, she doesn't need to rest... Let's keep our voices down."

Although he said that the Fire Mage didn't need to rest and that we shouldn't worry about her, the Undead ultimately chose to lower his voice.

"Doctor, you told me that W and Greyhound came back?"

"Yes."

Scout's expression turned serious when the Undead mentioned W and Greyhound.

"They seemed to have brought back some crucial information and talked a lot with the doctor. They seemed somewhat lost and dejected when they left."

“We all thought W would attack the Doctor, but the Doctor just told us to leave. He didn’t even take Amiya with him.”

"He seemed very confident in the face of W, and as it turned out, W wasn't crazy enough to attack him."

During my previous conversation with the doctor, he specifically mentioned W and Greyhound.