Ark Undead

"This morning, the adults drank three bowls of porridge in a row!"

The cook in the kitchen was whispering to a female knight.

"We also ate two braised eggs and two pancakes. We almost brought our own food up to the master!"

Li raised an eyebrow. For the people in this mansion, this was indeed a momentous event.

That gentleman usually has a hard time eating, but today he ate so much. What happened?

Li does know quite a lot. If he hadn't been busy running around for the master all this time, he probably wouldn't know what made him so happy.

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong. The master is just very happy."

Li patted the cook on the shoulder to reassure him.

"is it?"

The cook breathed a sigh of relief.

“Since Miss Li knows, then I don’t need to worry. But Miss Li, you should still go up and take a look. The master just asked us to bring up two more bottles of fine wine, saying he wants to enjoy the good times.”

"?" Li blinked. This was not a good sign. Someone had to watch over the master when he drank.

"I understand, I'll go up and take a look now. You guys go ahead and get busy."

Gravel greeted the cook and entered the main building of the garden.

The wooden floorboards creaked and groaned.

Li arrived on the third floor and knocked on the door of the room in front of her.

"Come in, it's unlocked."

His voice was hoarse and extremely aged, yet full of energy.

Li pushed open the door and looked at the old man sitting on the bed, staring at the television.

The old man's hair was already gray, and there was a huge scar on his cheek that ran from his left forehead to his right jaw.

But when he turned his head, the expression on his face was completely devoid of any ferocity.

"It's Little Gravel! Come here, sit down, and watch the game with me!"

The old man chuckled and pointed to the chair by the bed, then turned his eyes to the television in front of him.

He looks just like a little kid!

"Whose match is it?"

Gravel knew that today was the first day of the Major, and it should indeed be that Cavaliers' game.

"Yeah yeah!"

The old man poured two glasses of wine, handing one to Li.

Li carefully accepted the wine offered by the old man, who then said...

"My preparations were also helpful in allowing him to focus on preparing for the competition these few days."

The old man spoke with deep emotion, taking small sips of his wine.

"Master's preparations?"

After thinking for a moment, Li suddenly realized.

No wonder the master has been going to the Knights' Association so much these past few days. It seems he's been using the Knights' Association to keep the Business Alliance's attention quite busy.

"Hey, never mind! Let's watch the game, let's watch the game!"

The old man looked at the arena, which was almost full, and stared intently at the television.

Just like a little boy waiting for a hero to appear.

No, perhaps he wasn't the only one; many others were also staring at the television, all waiting for a figure to appear.

They were already in their seventies, yet they still longed to witness the legendary knight with his superb skills who could shake up the business alliance with his own will.

Meanwhile, on a mobile island far away in Terra, people were gathered in a circle, with a cake and snacks laid out on the table.

During the relaxing vacation after training, we held a rare little gathering.

"Seriously? We really have to see that thing Instructor Doberman told us about?"

The little pink-haired guy was lying on the table, looking worried.

"I finally have a holiday, but now I feel like throwing up whenever I see anything related to fighting. It's really awful!"

“We can’t be so lazy, Katie. And don’t forget, Nearl also comes from Kazimierz. Aren’t you very interested in her shield-wielding skills? Maybe you can find something to learn from her.”

Ansel tucked his ears behind his head and stared intently at the big screen.

"Moreover, the Casimir Major is a really grand event, held once every three years. It's not easy to have this opportunity to see the best players fight together."

"The cookies are ready! Anyone want some?"

Wearing an apron, Andersel brought a plate of cookies from the kitchen and placed it on the table.

"I'll try it."

Stewart put down his terminal, picked up a cookie, and popped it into his mouth.

It was at this moment that a close-up finally appeared on the big screen.

"Good afternoon! Kazimir! And friends from all over the world! Welcome to the Kazimir Major! We are your old friends! Mob, Mob the Big Mouth!"

Mob spoke passionately in a voice that everyone was already tired of hearing.

This is his first time commentating on the main event of the Major, and he must make the most of this opportunity.

"Hey? Speaking of which, where's Melantha? Why hasn't she arrived yet?"

Andersel took off his apron and hung it on the wall, asking curiously.

"Oh right, Xiao Mei went to exercise this morning! She just got back to her room, I guess she'll be back in a bit..."

dong dong dong.

As Katie was speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Ah! It must be Xiao Mei who has arrived!"

Katie went to open the door, and sure enough, it was Melantha who entered.

Am I too late?

Melantha cautiously observed her companions inside the room.

"No, you've come at the perfect time. Come and have a seat."

Ansel smiled and gestured for Melantha to come and sit down.

Melantha breathed a sigh of relief, and the little ears on her head stood up, showing how happy she was.

This was her second time attending a gathering with friends. Her companions were all very nice people, and Melanie didn't want to upset them.

"Furong and the others must be watching this match too, right?"

Stewart stared at the screen and said something.

"I remember Finn was quite interested in the knightly tournaments in Casimir?"

"Maybe. We can invite everyone to dinner together tonight."

Anderchell clapped his hands, took a bag of sandworm legs from the table, and started eating.

Melanie was still putting down the snacks she had brought from her room when Mob on the big screen continued talking.

"So here is the list of our contestants for today! Let's show it to everyone first! Otherwise, we'll feel uneasy."

As he spoke, the names of thirty-two knights and the weapons they used appeared on the screen.

As everyone scanned the items one by one, they uttered their own exclamations.

"Stuart exclaimed in amazement."

"These knights are indeed very strong. I saw that many of them use heavy hammers and greatswords as weapons."

"Perhaps it's because their fighting style isn't just one-on-one combat. In these situations, powerful weapons often exert greater pressure on the opponent."

Ansel shared his thoughts.

"Andchel, you said..."

"Huh? Number 22?"

Before Ansel could finish speaking, Katie, who was standing next to him, suddenly blurted out something.

"Have you seen Knight Number Twenty-Two? His name sounds familiar; I feel like I've heard it somewhere before."

Ansel turned his gaze to the screen.

The knight's number was twenty-two; his name was...

"Immortal?"

Ansel propped his cheek up with his hand, looking quite interested.

"That's quite an interesting name."

"..."

Unbeknownst to everyone, Melantha stopped tidying up the snacks when she heard the words "undead," and looked at the big screen with some surprise.

To be precise, it means to clearly see the three characters next to the number 22.

That was the name she longed for.

48. Archery competition! Very cool spear! 7,000

"Excuse me, could you move aside? Please move aside, thank you!"

Zofia struggled to lead Maria through the crowd, and the two finally made it to the front row five minutes later.

This is a location that Zofia purchased at great expense, demonstrating her meticulous planning in order to observe all the combat techniques on the field up close.

"Auntie! When does it start?!"