Ark Undead

"If we calculate the time, there are still five days left. We must get it out within five days."

"Don't worry, boss! This is more important than me eating candy!"

...

At this moment, the boys and girls watching the battle from the moving island also rubbed their eyes wearily.

They've been watching since morning, and even had lunch with snacks from the table, so they're quite tired.

"That's outrageous."

Even the usually composed Ansel couldn't help but utter a less-than-elegant sigh.

"This kind of physical prowess and skill in using weaponry—is this what the knights of Kazimierz are like?"

"That Knight called the Undying is too strong!"

Katie was yelling and shouting.

She didn't pay much attention to the undead at first. Until one of the undead used Shield Bash on a certain unlucky knight.

This completely changed her understanding of how to use a shield.

Although she had heard that shield bash was an effective way to disrupt attacks, Katie never imagined that a simple shield bash could have such an effect.

"That shield bash was so cool! The Undying Shield Bash! I'll remember the name!"

Katie was startled and couldn't wait to go to the training ground, grab a shield, and try out this attack method right now.

How did he manage to do that?!

Anderscher and Stewart were also immersed in the knights' honed skills, discussing the moves and attack methods they could learn from each other.

Only Melantha kept her eyes fixed on the screen, staring intently at that somewhat unfamiliar figure.

Although the style of his armor had changed, and even the weapons he used were different, his attack methods and style were exactly the same as his teacher's.

With the precision of a clock, each move is aimed directly at the enemy's life.

Melantha could even imagine what the undead in the image would say if she were facing them.

"Too slow. Pay attention to timing. Defense is also important, but so is overall."

There's also that kind of low-pitched, hoarse sound, like that of withered trees, yet with layers of reverberation.

Why is the teacher in Kazimierz?

Was he forced to leave because of the riots in Victoria?

The more Melanie thought about it, the more she longed to see her teacher.

The purple-haired kitten took a deep breath, trying its best to suppress its restless emotions.

No, now is not the time to meet. Let's not even talk about how to get to Kazimierz.

I am still receiving treatment on Rhodes Island, and my recent schedule on Rhodes Island is quite far from that of Kazimierz.

However, the teacher would be very happy to see him again, right?

When you meet your teacher, be sure to give him a surprise and let him know that you have never slacked off!

"The final match has concluded! Congratulations to the top sixteen warriors on the leaderboard! They earned their spots in the top sixteen through their own strength! Tomorrow, at the Flameblade Arena, the Casimir Major's Round of 16 will be held. See you there!"

When Mob, the big-mouthed character in the video, gave the order to end the game, Melantha resolutely stood up.

"Xiao Mei?"

Katie was almost startled when she saw Melantha suddenly stand up.

"I'm going to the training ground."

Melantha opened the door to the room, her thoughts already returning to her sword.

"Sorry, Katie, I'll have dinner with you later."

After saying these two sentences, Melanie closed the door and hurriedly headed to the training ground.

Only Katie and Ansel remained in the room, staring at each other in bewilderment.

"What's wrong with Xiao Mei?"

Katie was a little confused.

Stewart smiled and said admiringly.

"It seems she absorbed something useful during the knight competition, or perhaps she was spurred on. Given Melantha's hardworking nature, she must be eager to start training now."

...

On the other side, the Rhode Island Library.

This is the repository of all of Rhodes Island's data and documents, and one of the places on Terra with the most secrets.

Even though it was originally a day off for the whole island, someone still needed to look after the library.

In addition to guards, the entire library has the highest level of security measures on the island, and daily cleaning is also handled by dedicated personnel.

Yet, on this day off, some people strolled in front of the bookshelves, their eyes gently sweeping over the treasured books.

Electronic data is naturally stored in a central system, but these precious documents can only be preserved on bookshelves.

Many of these are unique copies, and their importance to Rhodes Island is self-evident.

The names of the books were all visible, yet the man continued forward, walking all the way to the deepest part of the library.

"The Sarkaz Ancient Spell Cataclysm, The Cataclysm, The Kings of Kazdel..."

Her lips moved slightly; the titles of these books were enough to indicate their importance, but they were not the purpose of her trip.

Walking to the door of the innermost room, the white-haired Felin woman silently gazed at the room. After a moment, she reached out and pressed her hand on the verification area on the door.

"Verification successful, highest privileges granted. Lady Kal'tsit, welcome to the Babel Vault."

A cold, emotionless electronic voice rang out, and the long-sealed door opened to the woman before them, known as Kal'tsit.

Her gaze was like a still pond, calm and deep, but when she looked behind the door, it stirred slightly.

This is a place where everything that should not be noticed by the world is preserved, and it also seals away her memories and past.

But today, she's not here to reminisce about the past; she's here to find a book that once appeared in her memory.

Finally, Kal'tsit found a yellowed scroll in the corner.

Over time, the four corners of the scroll had rotted away. Yet, even when Kal'tsit picked it up, the original material remained resilient.

With her slender fingers, Kal'tsit unfurled the book, gazing intently at the words recorded within, and softly read them aloud.

"The king above the heavens, the existence of eternal life. An ancient thing that the changing of generations cannot erase."

"A fire in the darkness will surely ignite the source of disaster."

"Those who deny humanity will also be stared at by the malice deep in people's hearts."

He lowered his gaze to warn people against falling into an abyss. He also wanted people to remember his words so that they would not forget them.

He said, 'I am not (the one who covered up the marks), but only because I did (the one who covered up the marks).'

Here, the next passage is covered in black, mixed with red notes.

It seems someone highlighted this section, but then covered it up with black ink.

When Kal'tsit saw this, she frowned, clearly recalling some past events.

A moment later, Kal'tsit continued reading.

What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again.

"The raging waves of human desires will eventually crash against the already awakened spark."

"That was an inevitable hardship from the very beginning, because the world could not bear its glory."

"But if an unknown hero casts down his sword and shield, it is like a golden sun rising from the flames."

"That is not the flame itself, but the broken past buried and eroded by the wind and sand of the journey."

"Fire and lightning are raised high to wash away the filth that defiles the noble with blood."

"He will fight again and again, and he will win again and again."

Upon further study, the remaining sections were extensively smeared with black ink, interspersed with markings of other colors. It was now completely unrecognizable as it originally appeared.

Kal'tsit let out a heavy sigh and wearily put down the book in her hands.

Her emerald green pupils were hidden behind her drooping eyelids, making her appear somewhat lost, but her mind was always working.

he...

Recalling the match she had just watched, Kal'tsit was drawn here by a somewhat familiar yet uncertain figure, driven by doubt and curiosity, and opened the book of prophecy before her.

That's nothing to be happy about. Because prophecy itself represents a predetermined fate. No one wants to experience such a preordained future.

Even Kal'tsit disagreed.

"The Immortal..."

Kal'tsit stepped out of the Babel Vault, and the door behind her closed with a soft sound, returning to its sealed state.

If that person's return has already occurred, then Rhodes Island will likely face a much more complex situation than it does now. Even the current situation cannot be described as simple.

Even someone who walks through time would feel tired if they had to shoulder so many responsibilities.

But she still couldn't slack off, because one person had not yet returned, and now only she could shoulder the burden.

Should we really bring him back?

Kal'tsit walked out of the library in silence, her mind made up.

51. The Loneliness Called Forgetting

After the battle, we must celebrate with a boisterous toast, not just to celebrate the victory, but also to enjoy this moment of peace.

"cheers!"

Maria and the others gathered in the tavern to toast the Undead's victory once again.

This is already the second day after the round of 32 matches to advance to the round of 16.