Ark of the Immortal

The undead man said in a low voice, and he gradually moved his gaze upwards to the female knight who had been standing there.

And if you have practice, you can do it.

He knew that Maria's arrival was not the point, but who brought her here was the important point. It was obviously the female knight of Kuranta who was wearing light armor.

The female knight naturally felt the undead man's gaze. She walked over and first performed knightly etiquette to the undead man who was also a knight. She put her right hand on her left chest, bowed slightly and nodded to him.

Hello, Your Excellency the Undead. I am the Independent Knight Whipblade. You can call me by my name, Zofia.

Even though her eyes were not very kind, she still maintained the manner a knight should maintain and greeted the undead.

At the same time, I am also Maria Linguang's aunt, although the age difference is not big.

Since the other party had already bowed to him, the immortal man also followed Casimir's tradition and bowed to the lady in front of him.

Immortal.

He simply told her his name.

As for the identity... To be honest, the undead didn't think it was necessary to tell him.

They know part of it anyway, right?

Why, come to me.

The undead man asked his question directly.

Zofia stepped forward and grabbed Maria, who had been circling the undead man, wanting to take a closer look at the armor on the undead man.

She reached out and touched Maria's head before looking at the undead man.

Because this child wants to see you, she came to beg me to take her out.

Zofia said helplessly.

Since you have been to Linguang Mansion, you should know that this child's uncle is Ma Enna. He does not approve of Maria's contact with any competition knights. Although he will not prevent the child from watching the competition in private, but Nor will I introduce any knights to her as teachers.

She looked up and down at the armor on the undead man.

It's exactly the same as what I saw in the game, but now that I'm looking at it up close, I can confirm every detail of the armor.

This is armor handcrafted by old-time craftsmen and even infused with their emotions.

Maria said you were a very nice person and did not laugh at her whims. Instead, you told her that she should start exercising to achieve her goals.

Zofia's expression softened slightly.

And I also have a strong interest in you. I believe that not only me, but anyone who has seen the knight competition in the old era will have a good impression of you. Not only because of your solid basic skills, but also because of the armor you use.

The Immortal doesn't understand this. In his impression, everyone wears this kind of thing, and what he is most accustomed to is this kind of full-body armor.

but.

Zofia's expression suddenly became serious.

This child told me that she wants to follow you, be your apprentice, and learn knight skills.

When the immortal heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

This doesn't seem to be the first time someone wants to be his student?

This child's uncle will never agree to her becoming a competitive knight.

Zofia's words were firm.

My opinion is the same as that of her uncle. Maria cannot participate in the knight competition yet. Not everyone can become a legend like her sister. Besides, the matter of reviving the family should not be left to a person in his thirties. On the head of a four-year-old!”

After hearing these words, Maria couldn't help but pout, unconvinced.

Why can't I revive the family? If her sister can do it, she can do it too!

The undead man looked at Zofia, and then he glanced at little Maria next to Zofia, who was pouting and sulking.

Anyway, come in first.

The undead man came to the door of his house, opened it with the key, turned to the two people behind him and said.

Come in and speak slowly.

I'm impatient.

Zofia suddenly realized that they were blocking the door of an undead house.

It is really impolite to talk to oneself at other people's front door.

Maria had already jumped to the undead man's side and ran in immediately.

Zofia quickly opened her tight thighs wrapped in black stockings and followed him. When she passed the undead man, she did not forget to nod apologetically to him.

The undead thought it was nothing.

The main thing is that there are some words that can be heard and some words that cannot be heard, and the little guy who is always around doesn't care whether he can hear these things or not.

After the two entered the undead man's house, they were thinking about whether to get slippers.

In the blink of an eye, he saw the empty door and the warm wind blowing in his face.

Just come in.

The undead man just walked into his house wearing knight armor.

excuse me.

Zofia grabbed little Maria who wanted to run around, and the two followed the undead into the hall.

As soon as they entered the hall, the scene in front of them directly subverted their imagination.

The entire second and third floors were opened up, and only two load-bearing columns accounted for the largest proportion of the interior of the house.

Most importantly, there is nothing.

Really, nothing!

There is no sofa for resting, no TV or electronic products for entertainment, not even a refrigerator!

The only modern facility was a water platform that the undead occasionally used to clean their armor and weapons, which could collect water.

And on the water table, the kettle used by Cos and Fran.

The most eye-catching thing is the bonfire in the middle of the hall.

In the center of the bonfire was a long sword with the blade partially twisted into a spiral.

There are still piles of firewood next to the bonfire, and the corners of the wall are also piled full of firewood.

this...

Zofia was so shocked that she didn't speak for a long time.

It's very simple, you can sit wherever you like.

As he said that, the undead man sat on the ground next to the bonfire. He reached out and rummaged through the pile of firewood for a while, picked out a piece of firewood that pleased his eyes, and threw it into the fire in front of him.

The firewood tumbled twice in the fire, and a few sparks were thrown up. Maria also found it very novel. Did it turn out that there are also competitive knights' residences like this?

excuse me.

Zofia didn't know where to sit, so she had to pick a few logs from the firewood pile and set them up vertically as temporary seats.

Maria took it easy and didn't care about the expensive-looking clothes she was wearing. She went straight to the undead man and sat down next to him.

The words Zofia had prepared were suddenly stuck in her throat.

She really didn't expect that a competitive knight with a company behind him would live in such a simple place.

Moreover, lighting a bonfire is also an ancient tradition of the Casimir people, and this knight still retains a quite ancient habit.

Well...that's where we were just talking.

Zofia tried to reorganize the language.

Oh, yes, Maria is still too young. Things like reviving the family cannot fall on her. This is not a responsibility she should bear.

The immortal nodded and motioned for Zofia to continue.

I hope that Maria can find her own path, instead of being stuck in family glory her whole life like her ancestors.

Zofia said sadly.

Her grandfather, her parents, and her sister all ended up where they are today because of the knight competition. I hope Maria doesn't need to worry about these things anymore. Her uncle thinks the same way.

When the undead man heard this, he turned his head and looked at Maria, who was staring at the bonfire without saying a word.

He spoke, and his tone was the same as before, the same slowness, the same delay.

Maria.

Eh? Mr. Immortal? Ah...yes! I'm here!

The undead person was obviously still communicating with his aunt, so why did it suddenly turn to him?

Maria turned her head subconsciously and looked at the undead man next to her who was covered in armor.

Through the only gap, Maria found the undead man's gaze on his helmet.

The immortal man continued to speak.

Do you want to become a knight?

I want to! Why don't you want to?

Maria replied immediately.

The dream of every Casimir is to become a famous knight!

The undead man turned to look at Zofia.

She wanted to be a knight.

But this is different!

Zofia sighed, the immortal still didn't understand what the problem was.

If she wants to become a knight, her surname will be her biggest obstacle. Public opinion and news will promote the surname Lin Guang instead of her own name.

Zofia tried to make the undead understand that it was more difficult for Maria to become a knight than for ordinary people, and she could not even allow herself to fail.

Her sister is a shining knight at the peak of her career. Her family is a knight aristocrat. Any failure will bring a flood of trouble. Not to mention that her uncle will not be the same...

Zofia wanted to say more and let the undead help persuade Maria.

But the immortal asked doubtfully.

Then, you won't lose?

Zofia was immediately speechless.

Indeed, the person in front of her has the same characteristics as Maria's sister.

They have never lost in the field of knight competition.

If you are afraid, don't fail. If you just don't want to lose, just win.

The immortal said, he reached out and touched Maria's little head.

Through the cold armor, Maria listened to his words.

Maria felt that the immortal at this moment was the warmest person.

Even if it means bleeding or death, don't bow your head.

But Maria is different! She is different from you! She is not a shining knight, nor is she an immortal, she is Maria!

Zofia said excitedly.

It is impossible for the Linguang family to have two geniuses, and she is only thirteen years old!

Then, prepare for the next major tournament.

The undead man looked at Zofia, and he made it clear that he did not agree with Zofia's ideas.

I never resisted fate. I didn't deserve to accept fate.

His words were not harsh, they were intermittent, but they were rare and surprisingly majestic.

Just because he was the hero who cut off fate and broke free from the curse.

In fact, the undead do not want to express their opinions on this matter.