Ark of the Immortal

But since you insist, I'll do it anyway.

Okay Mr. Onstein, let's get going.

The doctor even patted Onstein's back urgingly.

Ornstein pursed his lips and finally said nothing.

He held the gun in his right hand, leaning down slightly, with the cross gun facing the rough sea.

Then, thunder exploded.

Carmen, who was at the top of the watch tower, saw the light.

The golden light split open the dark and thick sea surface like a bolt of lightning, speeding towards the distance of the horizon.

Like a passing meteor, it almost left a burn mark in Carmen's retina.

They were advancing rapidly in the direction of Agor.

457. No more prosperity

The size of Agor is really astonishing. Before entering the city, no one thought that an undersea country could be of such a scale.

Everyone has been walking in Agol all day. Yet according to Ulbian, they weren't even halfway there.

Of course, there are reasons why Agor has been turned into ruins, many convenient roads cannot be walked, and the Haihei are being avoided.

But the complexity and length of its route remains astounding.

It is hard to imagine that this is an underwater city. Compared with the entire Victoria capital, Londinium is several times larger.

They had passed through the customs area of ​​the dock and were now taking a break in one of the residential areas.

Someone opened his supply box, took out some food, and distributed it to the surrounding soldiers.

W and Greyhound received a meal from the logistics team, then came back and squatted next to the undead, staring at the ruins of Agor City.

It always feels so peaceful... There isn't a single heir on the street.

Greyhound sat here, feeling the breeze in Argor, and he was actually a little sleepy.

Maybe it's because all the heirs have gone to the World Barrier. We still have to cut off the road with them. We definitely can't take the shortest road.

W sat down next to Greyhound, opened his lunch box, picked up a piece of fried fish from it, and dipped it in the dipping sauce next to it.

After taking a bite, W frowned slightly, and then chewed the cold fried fish silently.

These things were all found on the shabby Alk before. They were the leftover dishes from the last time the logistics team cooked.

Considering that it is easy to store and make, I simply fried them all and put them in a lunch box.

The whole process took only twenty minutes to complete under Kelsey's supervision. As you can imagine, it doesn't taste that good.

Not to mention the fried food that has been cooled, the juice inside has turned into oily soup, and you can feel a slightly disgusting sticky feeling when you eat it.

But I have to say that this is indeed a good thing to replenish energy, as long as your stomach can withstand such torture.

After Greyhound opened the lunch box, he glanced down and immediately lost all interest.

He still remembered that during the days he spent in his dream, he ate fried fish every day.

Although strictly speaking, his real body has only consumed fried fish once. But mentally, he was completely tired of this thing.

Even the sweet and sour sauce on the side couldn't arouse his appetite.

In this aspect, W is still much better than Greyhound.

After all, Greyhound has also been in Yan Country for several years, and already has some special pursuits in diet.

It's better to eat well.

Just as Greyhound put the lunch box next to him, a voice sounded from behind Greyhound.

The two of them trembled at the same time. They looked back and saw that it was Kelsey as expected.

Kelsey had a weird smile on her face and held a lunch box in her hand. She sat next to the two of them and started to enjoy her food.

To be honest, this picture is really strange. After all, in everyone's impression, Kelsey was not the kind of person who would sit down and eat quietly.

Even if she really sat in front of the table to eat alone, her mind must be confused by bigger problems, so she needed to eat to relieve her anxiety.

For her, eating is not about eating;

The meanings of these two statements are completely different.

However, Kelsey not only carried a lunch box, but also came to sit next to Greyhound and W.

He also carefully looked at the food in his hands, savoring each bite.

She even had time to raise her head and ask in surprise to Greyhound and W who were staring at her.

What's wrong? Are you eating?

Ah...ah good.

Greyhound and W shuddered at the same time, and then turned their heads.

Greyhound even chose to stuff his mouth with a piece of fried fish to stifle his shock.

Weird, so weird.

This feeling is even scarier than coming home from something bad and having your mother sit at the table and invite you to sit down and drink tea with a smile on her face.

Even the undead couldn't help but look sideways.

He also felt that something was wrong with Kelsey today.

Time passed in such an eerie silence, with only the sounds of chewing and swallowing remaining.

There is a lingering smell of decay in the air in Argore.

Everyone knows that this is a symbol of the city's decline. But people can’t help but wonder what Agor was like in the past.

Greyhound and W quickly turned their attention away from the weird Kelsey.

After all, they didn't do anything wrong.

Agor must have been beautiful before.

W sighed. After all, she is a girl and tends to be sentimental about these things.

Such a powerful country will be gone if it is gone. Haiji... feels like the Source Stone in another sense.

The gray dog ​​nodded in agreement.

For him, this kind of thing is also worthy of emotion. After all, their goal was to build a country that would not collapse on such ruins.

Even if it has collapsed.

This place is so spacious. What was it used for before?

Greyhound noticed that the place where they stayed seemed to be a residence, and in front of the residence was a huge square.

It's probably a resting place for residents.

W said uncertainly.

It's the kind of place where kids can go and play. And then adults stand around and watch...and maybe sand, toys for kids to play with.

Oh? You mean the kind of urban dwellings where the protagonist lives in The Hidden Sarkazi?

Greyhound raised his eyebrows, as if he heard something familiar.

W also glanced at the greyhound with some surprise.

Have you seen it too?

What surprises me is that you have actually read this book.

Greyhound shrugged.

I always thought you were the kind of person who couldn't read, but I didn't expect you to be interested in novels.

When I was a mercenary, I was responsible for lighting the fire. I tore up the books I couldn't understand and threw them into the fire. But novels can be used to pass the time.

W had no idea how bad her behavior was, she said.

That was when I was wandering with Derek Ines...before I met her.

W originally just recalled his past for a moment, but this seemed to attract the attention of Kelsey next to him.

Kelsey leaned forward curiously and asked.

Novel? What novel? Is it good?

...

W shrank to the side subconsciously.

This shrinking made Kelsey realize that her behavior seemed inappropriate.

There was a slight hint of panic in W's eyes.

When did Kelsey pay attention to these things?

But facing Kelsey's curious gaze, W still said bravely.

It was written by a Sakaz man who didn't know the author. The content is about a Sakaz man who hides his identity and moves between Colombia and Victoria in order to find a stable place to live for himself and his family.

What about the ending?

Kelsey suddenly seemed to care about this matter.

W thought about it for a moment and shook her head.

Not very good. I can't remember the details.

The gray dog ​​who was beside him suddenly spoke.

He remembers the ending clearly.

Because his identity was exposed, he was eventually sent to the ore disease isolation area, and he was beaten to death because of his ethnic identity.

He smiled.

That book was the first book I read after entering the Tower of Babel. It was recommended to me by the doctor.

Greyhound said it lightly, but W looked at Greyhound deeply.

Greyhound nodded slightly to W.

The two of them knew how emotionally stimulating books like this could be. Because in a sense these are not stories, they are facts.

The protagonist of this book is just a codename, but it can be used as a substitute for all Sakaz people.

It is precisely because of the appearance of this book that many Sakaz people have systematically looked at perhaps their own lives and thus understood their own destiny.

They begin to feel fearful of their identity and confused about their future.

And it was this book that made Greyhound understand for the first time what lofty ideals the woman named Theresia had.

Perhaps the same is true for W.

Kelsey was silent for a while, then she suddenly spoke.

I wish these things had never happened.

Greyhound and W nodded in agreement subconsciously, and then realized belatedly that it was Kelsey who said this.

At this moment, they actually had some visions.

But things are not much better now in Kazdaele, and we are fighting a monster for that future.

Greyhound sounded amused.

The ruler who inherited the recognition of all the royal courts, the regent Trexis, tried to use war to make all Sakaz people understand that hiding is useless. But he forgot that not all Sakaz people had the ability to resist. the power of.

Such Kazdare is like today's Agor. It has collapsed long ago. If there really is a day when Tresis launches a war, I can't imagine how many Sakaz people will be persecuted for this.

Especially, if he really captures Victoria, what he will face is the gaze of a behemoth like Ursus and Great Yan.

Tresis wants all Sakaz to fight for him. But he doesn't understand that people need to eat.

Greyhound shook his head.

If you can't even get a peaceful sleep or a full meal, how can you work hard for your future?