Ark Undead

"Of course, need I say more? The relationship between Kazdel and Victoria is a very important connection for the entire continent of Terra."

Ace answered without hesitation.

"If the two countries decide to go to war, both sides will face difficulties. Even if a victor emerges in the end, it will destabilize the situation on Terra. Not to mention we know the true strength of Kazdel."

The doctor remained seated in the same position, and even closed his eyes.

"So, at such a critical moment, who is qualified to intervene in this potential war?"

"To be honest, I don't know."

Ace isn't omnipotent; while he excels in official documents and fieldwork, analyzing international situations and drawing conclusions about the current circumstances are clearly the domain of a PhD.

The doctor smiled and said.

"The only people who are directly affected by this war are qualified to intervene in this war."

"For example, the people of Victoria, or the people of Kazdel."

"Other countries would not have sufficient reason to intervene in the war between these two countries."

"However, there is another group of people who are qualified to point fingers at this war. They can even do things right under everyone's noses, and everyone will take it as an unspoken agreement."

"Infected person".

The doctor coughed lightly and reached out to tug at his shirt, where the Rhodes Island logo was clearly visible.

"Rhodes Island has this identity and this stance to help the infected. Even if some people don't like us, they won't openly show their opposition."

"After all, although these countries are not friendly to infected people, they are still an important part of their countries."

"So, at this moment, it's not just ourselves standing behind Rhodes Island."

"Ace, do you know why so many forces and people from so many countries came to Rhodes Island and tried to establish relations with us after the Lungmen incident?"

Ace was silent for a while. It wasn't that he didn't understand; he could process what he was saying.

The doctor gave him a slight hint, and he immediately understood.

"This is a transaction?"

“You can call it that, but I don’t want to call it a transaction; I want to call it a business.”

The doctor took his hands off the back of his head and placed them on his thighs.

"After all, you can build up some goodwill in business. Rhodes Island has business dealings with them, which gives them more ability to interfere in certain matters from our side."

“Take the head of the Shivaish family, whom we are about to help, for example. He has a keen eye and contacted us first, before anyone else. So, I must also show my support and reciprocate his help and support.”

"Similarly, he will also indirectly possess some capital to get Rhodes Island to help him."

Of course, there were other meanings behind the doctor's words.

The reason for establishing relations with Rhodes Island is undoubtedly because of Rhodes Island's nature of not being governed by any country, and its humanitarian stance of standing on the side of the infected.

However, Rhodes Island also has its own motives in establishing relations with them.

In this situation, it would be difficult for both Victoria and Kazdel to exert pressure on Rhodes Island to intervene.

Even now that Rhodes Island is located within Victoria's territory, countless forces are likely secretly watching Rhodes Island, protecting it from harm before the Victoria incident occurs.

Because they need Rhodes Island to intervene in this war.

"Therefore, the least worrying thing at this time is the safety of Rhodes Island."

The doctor tapped his fingers lightly on his thigh, feeling a sense of ease.

"Instead of this, you should be more concerned about Kal'tsit's situation."

"Dr. Kal'tsit?"

Ace asked curiously.

"It shouldn't be that bad, right? Doctor, are you worried about Dr. Kal'tsit? Didn't she even send Mr. Undead over there? With Mr. Undead there, along with so many elite operators and those Abyssal Hunters with absurd physical abilities, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

The doctor shook his head, and when he talked about this, he stopped tapping his thigh with his fingers.

Even his words were shrouded in a shadow of uncertainty.

"That's hard to say... Iberia, the country associated with that underwater city of Agor. Our understanding of the ocean is still very limited. Not to mention they might be involved in areas they've never set foot in before."

"The lineup looks impressive. But in reality, when faced with the unknown, no amount of preparation can be considered sufficient."

"Besides, I admit that the Ashen Ones... ah, the undead are indeed incredibly powerful. But sometimes, not all problems can be solved by fighting alone. At least this time..."

The doctor seemed to have thought of something, and he suddenly stopped talking, even crossing his hands together and placing them on his lower abdomen.

"Well, let's finish things with SilverAsh as soon as possible and head to Iberia."

...

However, the thing the doctor feared eventually happened.

On their first day in Iberia, the group encountered a rude awakening.

They hit Hai Si, who suddenly walked onto the road in the pouring rain, and couldn't find any other clues.

It's as if someone deliberately cut off the head and tail, leaving the middle body to the people of Rhodes Island.

Not to mention that he suddenly attacked and injured someone while talking to Carmen.

Although Carmen managed to stop it, the strange occurrence still made everyone wary.

The eerie atmosphere only gradually dissipated after they arrived at the lounge.

After talking with Carmen, the Undead also returned to his lounge.

After lighting the campfire, he sat by it all night.

As the noise outside gradually subsided, the Undead closed his eyes and began to try to search through his memories for information about Agor and Iberia.

I would occasionally exchange a few words with the Fire Girl, and a quiet night would pass by just like that.

But the quiet atmosphere lasted until morning, and even after it had been daylight for quite some time, the Undead still did not hear any obvious movement.

Then a series of hurried footsteps came from afar, finally stopping in front of the Undead's door.

Then came a rapid knocking on the door.

"Who?"

“It’s me, Kal’tsit.”

It's Kal'tsit?

The immortal was somewhat surprised. He went to the door, opened it, and saw a head of pure white hair.

At this moment, Kal'tsit was no longer as at ease as before. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she looked at the undead with some suspicion in her eyes.

"You're not asleep?"

"I never sleep."

The Undead felt this question was a bit strange. Didn't Kal'tsit know?

But then Kal'tsit spoke.

"Let me see your fire."

The Undead looked at Kal'tsit and sensed that something was wrong.

But then they saw the shadow behind Kal'tsit begin to writhe, and a ray of red light appeared within it.

Mon3tor thus came into view in the hallway.

“I said, show me your fire. I don’t want to repeat myself, hurry up.”

Kal'tsit's tone was infuriating.

Even though the immortals had gotten used to it, he would never back down.

“Say it again.”

A deep voice echoed from the helmet, and Mon3tor behind Kal'tsit gradually turned back into shadow as he trembled, merging into Kal'tsit's shadow.

It feared the power of the Undead and was unwilling to be his enemy.

Upon hearing the Undead's words, Kal'tsit breathed a sigh of relief.

She muttered to herself.

"Yes...that's right..."

The Undead then realized that Kal'tsit had just been testing him.

But what's the point of such a test?

Kal'tsit looked up and saw the Fire Mage sitting by the campfire behind the Undead.

The fire spirit waved to Kal'tsit as a greeting.

“I almost forgot that there’s someone else with you right now.”

Kal'tsit took two steps back, leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, and calmed herself down.

"It seems I'm finally back to reality this time."

The Undead became increasingly confused. What was Kal'tsit talking about?

Kal'tsit turned her head and looked out the window of the building's corridor.

"Don't you think this kind of morning is too strange for a military camp?"

The immortal man found it strange, but he didn't have any particular urge to find out the truth, so he just stayed in his room.

Everyone is asleep except for you.

Kal'tsit turned her head and looked at the undead in front of her.

"They were caught in a dream. It seems I was the only one out of all of them who returned to reality."

393. Dream Escape

After entering the room, Kal'tsit went to the campfire first, reached out her hand to feel the warmth of the fire for a while, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

She escaped from her nightmares and came here, where she has suffered greatly.