Ark Undead

This is precisely why almost all Sarkaz support Theresa.

Theresa has something more to her than Theresis.

The part of her that was human shone brightly in the eyes of all the Sarkaz.

That pure human goodness, for the sake of all people, not for one's own selfish desires.

This is the species that is now extinct on Terra.

Some people saw this radiance not from her appearance, but from the kindness and beauty that permeated her words and actions.

Greyhound and W were moved by Theresa precisely because of her unique qualities.

Even years after Theresa left, she still considers herself a member of Babel, not an operator of Rhodes Island.

Because the founder of the Tower of Babel was Theresa.

It was an organization built upon her ideals.

"but."

Greyhound's tone suddenly lowered.

"The one who marched forward with that flag is gone."

W's mood also dropped. She stared blankly at the lunchbox in her hand, and her mind drifted back to the figure she saw on her first day at the Rhodes Island main ship.

At that moment, she saw her own light.

Kal'tsit looked at the two who had suddenly become depressed, her expression showing some pity.

It's like a mother seeing her heartbroken child but being unable to offer words of comfort.

"But you're still here, Rhodes Island is still here, as long as we keep trying. Even if I... she's gone, it's still possible..."

Greyhound and W both looked up and glanced at Kal'tsit.

Kal'tsit's unfinished words were stuck in her throat.

Their eyes were somewhat frightening.

“Kal'tsit, I have always respected you for spending the most time with her, so I am willing to do as you say.”

The greyhound's voice was slow and somewhat chilly.

“I don’t know if it’s because you remembered something in your dream, or for some other reason. But I don’t think this is something you should say.”

After saying that, the greyhound stood up, clutching the lunchbox tightly in its hand, and left.

W slowly and carefully finished the last piece of fried fish, and then she got up.

He glanced at Kal'tsit as he passed by, then walked away silently, without even responding with malicious and arrogant words.

This is the first time W has been too lazy to talk to Kal'tsit.

Kal'tsit seemed somewhat at a loss and helpless.

After sighing, Kal'tsit nodded politely to the undead and left.

The undead stared at Kal'tsit's retreating figure, about to speak.

My head moved slightly, and I felt my gauntlet being gripped by a hand.

The Undead turned to look at the Fire-Binding Woman beside him.

The Fire Mage shook her head at the Undead.

"Let her go, that's what she wanted to say."

Upon hearing the Fire Mage's words, the Undead paused for a moment.

"you saw it?"

"I saw it."

Although she was still wearing an eye patch, she spoke with certainty in a soft voice.

The Undead then turned to look at Kal'tsit.

Kal'tsit didn't seem to care about Greyhound and W's attitude towards her just now.

She is working with Scout and Logos to determine the next course of action.

Ulpian also joined in the discussion to determine the next route.

"It was a weak yet resilient soul, using its last strength to envelop another, still unstable soul within it."

"She faced death with such calmness."

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I went out today and had some delicious sukiyaki.

The big chapter is coming in a couple of days, just wait!

That's settled then, brothers, get some rest!

458. Rebirth from the Ashes

After a brief rest, the Rhodes Island crew, having received a warning from Scout, continued their journey to avoid the next wave of Sea Kings passing through the area.

It has to be said that having a scout in the team is indeed very convenient.

Scout roams the perimeter of the team, while Greyhound and W are ready to provide support.

This operator, who has been active since the Tower of Babel era, is still highly skilled in teamwork, despite a few years of hiatus.

After all, they were all seasoned veterans, even though Greyhound wasn't an expert in reconnaissance. However, his years of experience as a lone wolf in the Great Yan still gave him that awareness.

The journey was peaceful. The Rhodes Island crew only needed to follow Scout's instructions to proceed without worrying about encountering anything like the Sea Kings.

However, there is one very strange situation.

No one else noticed, but Logos quietly approached the Undead and asked him some questions.

"Mr. Undying".

Logos walked forward, glancing at Kal'tsit's retreating figure, and whispered a question to the undead.

What exactly happened in the dream?

The Undead and Logos were not familiar with each other, but on Rhodes Island, the Undead were quite interested in Logos's "spells" and the two had several exchanges.

It did bring us closer.

In response to Logos's question, the Undead went back and asked the same question.

"What's strange about it?"

Logos kept his gaze fixed on Kal'tsit until she turned her head away, at which point Logos lowered his gaze.

“These past few days, Dr. Kal'tsit has been acting strangely, even when she came out of the dream.”

Logos said.

"She seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, yet she also seemed to have forgotten nothing. When we talked, she showed a great deal of curiosity about our lives and our private hobbies."

"Furthermore, if it were a normal Dr. Kal'tsit, she would never agree to Mr. Ulpian's plan."

"Regardless of which side Miss Skadi is on, she is an operator of Rhodes Island."

"Rhodes Island will not abandon any operator in distress when their life is threatened. Not even if it is due to the circumstances."

"Sacrifice is always a backup plan."

"Not to mention in front of so many people... she just agreed without hesitation."

Logos spoke in a lower and lower voice, afraid that Kal'tsit in front of him would hear him.

"Did she meet...that person in her dream?"

Logos' words made the undead turn their gaze to Logos.

Kal'tsit hasn't mentioned her encounter with Theresa to the Rhodes Island operators yet, so how did they find out?

Logos explained, facing the gaze of the immortal.

"I just overheard what Greyhound and Dr. Kal'tsit were saying. The only thing that could elicit such a strong reaction from Greyhound and W is something related to the King."

It seems that Greyhound and W's obsession with Theresa has left a deep impression on everyone.

“I’m not worried about Dr. Kal’tsit’s mental state; I’m worried about something else.”

"Could she be misled by some incorrect information? Especially regarding matters concerning the King... Dr. Kal'tsit should be very concerned about this."

In fact, everyone on Rhodes Island knows that Kal'tsit's outward appearance is almost entirely a facade.

She wasn't indifferent to everything; she also had people and things she valued most.

However, Logos' concerns were indeed somewhat unnecessary.

"No, don't overthink it."

The Undead gave their own answer.

Cherish the time you have now.

He gave an ambiguous answer, patted Logos on the shoulder, then quickened his pace, walked to the Fire Girl's side, and took her hand.

Logos paused for a moment, then looked up at the undead's back.

When did the Undead start learning Kal'tsit's style?

It would take about a full day to reach the area where the World Barrier was located, and the Rhodes Island crew was rushing at full speed to the location where the World Barrier was stored.

And as time passed, Agor steadily rose in rank.

Perhaps soon we will be able to see the sunlight overhead.

"Agor's ascent rate is not fast. After all, it is such a large landmass. The pressure from the seawater alone is enough to make it sink to the bottom forever."

The doctor retrieved his rangefinder, and his feet were now firmly planted on the ground in Agor.

However, his tone was still somewhat awkward.

"It took us about... ugh... about four hours to get here, and the underwater swimming in between was also... ugh!"