Ark, I, the Lord of the Succubus Court

Someone else is dying.

Ever since old Film died, deaths began to occur one after another among the Royal Victoria Academy and Casimir's group of old experts.

No accidents.

It's just time.

Ordinary film and Kuranta don't live many years.

Those old guys are just reaching the end of their lifespan.

It's like the oil in an oil lamp has burned out and the lamp is about to go out.

As it should be, it's common and the most normal thing.

Even things that happen every moment and all the time on this earth.

Those guys with normal blood can't live that long.

Those guys graduate from college and master the knowledge accumulated by their predecessors, which will consume nearly one-fifth of their lifespan, or even more.

By the time they are able to reach the pinnacle of a certain industry and continue to inherit the research of their predecessors, half or even two-thirds of their lives have already passed.

As short-lived as a mayfly.

The shapeshifter slowly opened her eyes, put down the work at hand, and changed into a black long skirt.

She was dressed in Victorian formal attire, complete with a top hat and a black veil.

She looked at herself in the mirror before turning and leaving the room that was almost entirely used for work.

They still have a long way to go to complete those vast and magnificent tasks.

Someone is about to die, and everyone in the town should see them off for the last time.

There must be a damn jerk who promised them that he would take over the unfinished research, find successors for those old guys, and send the answers and results to the graves of those old guys who died of old age.

They should go and take a look.

"Death... no, what does life mean?"

the shapeshifters asked themselves.

They feel they vaguely know the answer to this philosophical question.

But I don’t know how to express it in words.

"That's it."

The shapeshifter muttered something and set off for the hospital that was directly disassembled and moved from the Victoria Mobile City module.

……

……

The corridor was already full of people.

"Lina."

Someone whispered the shapeshifter's newly adopted name, then looked at the shapeshifter and shook his head slightly.

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The shapeshifter nodded slightly and silently in response.

She walked through the crowd and stood silently outside the ward door.

Kuranta's wife is also here and will die of old age.

It's rare that both of them are top experts in Casimir.

It's just that the two people studied different subjects.

The Onion Knight, dressed in formal attire, stood silently beside the Shapeshifter.

The Shapeshifter glanced at him, and the Onion Knight nodded slightly in acknowledgement.

Without appearing too impatient.

Being able to have family around you before you die...maybe it's something to be thankful for.

They should give each other more time to spend together.

People have more time to grow old and die than to be sick.

In the final stage, you can lie on the bed and talk to people, spend the last moments of your life and let your life come to a peaceful end.

The shapeshifter could faintly hear the conversation of two extremely old Kuranta outside the window.

"I hate you so much."

The female Kuranta, with a lot of brown spots on her face, held the male Kuranta's hand and said in a trembling voice.

Kuranta, who was about to die of old age, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Why do you still hate me?"

"Why are you so anxious, so anxious..."

The old female Kuranta choked and cried.

"Going to die? Right?"

The Kuranta, who was about to die of old age, seemed a little abrupt and said what the female Kuranta wanted to say.

He chuckled and used his free hand to rub Kuranta's hair, which had become as dry as grass.

"Don't cry."

The female Kuranta didn't say anything, but just held his hand tightly and shook her head continuously, her face blurred by tears.

The male Kuranta just continued to rub her hair until he noticed someone coming at the door.

After wiping the tears from his wife's eyes, he said to her, "Let them in. I have a gift for them. They'll rack their brains for it."

The female Kuranta nodded vigorously, but held his hand even tighter.

"Go, quickly, while my mind is still clear..."

The male Kuranta suddenly said with some emotion, "I didn't expect that a fall would cost me my life."

After a while, the female Kuranta let go of his hand and stood up to open the door for the shapeshifter and the Onion Knight.

His research results should be inherited.

The Onion Knight walked to the bed, half squatted down, and said softly: "Sir, your child's matter..."

The male Kuranta stretched out his hand and waved it.

"If they can succeed, then so be it. If they can't, then forget it. As agreed, you've paid the money, and we're even. There's no need to give them more care."

The male Kuranta took a deep breath, his tone full of emotion.

"Why am I so smart, but they are as dumb as an Originium worm? Don't let them waste resources, leave them to students who can learn."

He waved to the Onion Knight again, indicating that he could step aside and there was no need to discuss or talk about other things.

The Onion Knight nodded and stood up to make room for the Shapeshifter.

"Ah~Lina, you are still so young, as if you have never changed."

The old Kuranta spoke with great emotion.

He reached out a shaky hand toward the shapeshifter.

The shapeshifter exhaled softly.

They felt some strange mood swings.

I am not willing to accept that the old guy in front of me is so old that he is about to die.

The shapeshifter learned to reach out and hold Kuranta's hand.

Kuranta, who had been trembling just a moment ago, suddenly clenched her hand, as if he was afraid that the shapeshifter would run away.

"You promised! And before we came in, that guy promised...you would complete them for me and teach those students who went to Victoria to study!"

The shapeshifter closed his eyes, nodded slightly, and patted the back of his hand in comfort.

After a long while, she replied to the extremely old Kuranta with certainty.

"Yes. Don't worry. I have taught two... three students who came to Victoria. I think their brains are normal and they can learn."

"Three...is that a lot?"

Kuranta, who was extremely old, slowly loosened his hand. "Three... How are their families? If they are poor, they will always care about money... Ask him and Ezekel for more."

He was referring to Onion Knight and Luo Ji.

"Ah."

The shapeshifter nodded.

As time passed, the last remaining candlelight on the oil lamp slowly burned out.

Another person left the world in the painting.

This group of Victoria scholars and Casimir experts, who are basically of similar age, will leave one after another in the future.

019 An Accident from Casimir

When bad things happen, it always means more bad things are going to happen.

After bidding farewell to Casimir's expert in the painting world, almost ten days of painting world time passed.

Sakota in the Lateran Cathedral in the town of Poshan in the painting world brought even worse news to the Onion Knight.

The situation in Casimir was turbulent.

The Casimir Supervisory Committee recalled some of the knights of war and then launched an investigation into the business alliance.

The Supervisory Commission closed and sealed off the factories of the commercial cartel and announced that a series of companies and enterprises involved in them would be temporarily managed by the Economic Committee under the Supervisory Commission.

At the same time, it was announced through the media that new policies would be issued in the near future to further strengthen the management of Casimir.

Some members of the business alliance have already been taken away by the Securities and Exchange Commission.

The charge was attempting to interfere with, influence, or subvert Casimir's current administrative structure.

Those complicated charges can almost be summed up in two words: rebellion.

The SFC has changed its previous tacit understanding with business associations.

This time I chose to take real action.

The Onion Knight requested to meet with Luo Ji in the church in Poshan Town.

Luo Ji once again had to interrupt his succubus time.

After a quick wash and changing into new clothes, he used Xi to move himself to the Lateran Church in the center of Poshan Town.

Had a long discussion with the Onion Knight.

The results of the discussion are:

The Onion Knight returns to Casimir for the time being.

The latest knight armor is now ready for use. They will return to Casimir and use the Casimir industrial system to officially produce those knight armors.

Some of Casimir's experts and craftsmen will follow the Onion Knight, and the Onion Knight will also take away some experimental models of Casimir Knight armor.

Luo Ji agreed to all of his ally's requests.

Casimir can't go wrong.

The Lateran strategic system still needs funding, talent and support from the Casimir Business Union and Casimir's industrial system.

Luo Ji not only agreed to the Onion Knight's request, but also guaranteed him the safety of Casimir.

If Ursus really takes action, then Kazdel, Victoria, and even Lateran and the Great Flame infected will ensure Casimir's safety.

The Lateran musketeers have now retreated back to the Dragon Gate.

If the situation becomes urgent, the Lateran musketeers can rush to the border of Casimir at any time.

But when asked whether it was necessary to provide other armed forces to help the Commercial Union deal with the problem of Casimir, the Onion Knight refused.

"Casimi's problems should be solved by the people of Casimi themselves."