The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

There are no kings and wandering souls without wisdom.

There is no... [Abyss].

The world looks better.

Just watch.

The pitch-black pupils were dyed with a layer of light blue arcs, and the technique of improving sight and visibility allowed him to see a giant beast standing a few kilometers away, as magnificent as the former capital of Lokri.

A city of steel.

strangeness.

But somewhat familiar.

In the first, forgotten 19 years, in the world that gave birth to his life, he seemed to live in such a city.

But it's like elementary school classmates who haven't seen each other for many years. Compared with friendship, there is only a ditch of alienation left after time has washed away.

"Then, how did you meet this little Pello next to you? You don't seem like the owner who would take the initiative to pick up stray dogs."

Laplande smiled.

On the other side of Sang, Pero, who was chewing honey cake, turned his head blankly, and the various weapons on his back collided with each other and made clanking noises due to the pause.

"Ugh, because it's very fragrant, I want it, and then I was held down."

"Hehe, little Pello, you'd better continue to eat your cakes, the employer said."

Not paying attention to the strange words and phrases of the stupid dog out of society, Laplande turned the question back to San rather bluntly.

And the answers are equally short.

"I grilled meat, she attacked, then subdued."

"This is really... short and vivid."

Laplande twitched the corner of his mouth.

There are only ten words, but it feels like the picture can be imagined.

This childlike and innocent girl with dog ears is the first [human] he met in this world.

Originally, he wanted to know the basic information of this world through the other party, but because he was worried about the language barrier, he also directly detected her memory through magic.

But unfortunately, a bad lottery was drawn. This mature girl's perception of the world is like a toddler who just entered kindergarten.

She doesn't even know her own name.

But there are also strange things, such as quite high magic resistance and physical fitness, and the enchantment-like phenomenon that occurs when wielding various weapons. Although the quality and skills of fighting are not standard, they are still enough to defeat most of them with less than serious injuries. A lothric knight who has become a wandering spirit.

Without the habit of laying a heavy hand on this kind of child's mind, Sang Ben wanted to leave to find someone else.

But for some reason, this guy has been following behind him.

His eyes looked inexplicably like a stray dog ​​who wanted to be taken in.

The result is that it has been followed until now.

As for the name Ceobe, Laplande recognized it from her axe.

And when it comes to this white wolf, we have to go back to the evening when there was a slight drizzle.

Standing in the middle of many corpses covered in bruises, the lone wolf smiled happily with two knives in hand.

Even though the blood was diluted by the rain like running water, the white wolf still had a distorted happy smile on his face.

The murderous aura that stimulated the instinct rushed towards the head of the weird hated monster with the pointed blade, and Laplande said with a smile after finishing a group of pursuers.

"Are you here to kill me too?"

But at the moment when he and the strange man faced the sword seven times in a row, Laplande felt his own death.

Swordsmanship cannot be suppressed.

Well, strong.

At least in the current serious injury state, it is absolutely impossible to win.

It was just less than half a second of confrontation.

Murderous, was cut open.

Even his own hostility was crushed by a more ordinary will.

Completely indifferent to the surrounding corpses and bright red, the pair of pitch-black pupils under the brim of the hat only looked at him calmly.

"Very good, it seems that there is enough wisdom and cognition."

"White wolf, are you an assassin or a killer?"

Thoughts run in an instant.

I don't know my identity... Didn't you come here to kill me?

"Hey, there is no murderous intent, you seem to have some other purpose."

"Are you accepting employment?"

"……what?"

Without waiting for him to react from his doubts, the weirdo in the pointed hat continued to speak with a somewhat weird Victorian pronunciation.

"Your injury is serious, and I can treat it. As a price, I want to hire you as a guide to a nearby city."

Weird man, with his weird pointed hat.

Looking for a killer as a guide?I don't know what to say.

"Hehehaha, what an interesting proposal. For a dangerous wolf, you dare to propose such a dangerous deal with no guarantee. Don't be afraid. After the wound is healed——I will stab you directly back?"

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"You can't do it."

The weirdo with the pointed hat simply replied her with four words.

No matter the expression or tone is the same flat.

But the thinking of the lone wolf froze for a moment.

How long, how long has it been since someone said that.

It's like putting forward a childish lofty ideal when I was a child, and it's only natural for adults to shake their fingers and deny it.

"...Ha, hahahaha! Can't you do it? Can't do it! Hahaha... It's been a long time since I've been looked down upon like this. You're really interesting. Then you have to be ready. Speaking of this To such an extent, I must try your back."

"My name is Laplande, please give me more advice, employer~"

The calm madness becomes clearer with the falling rain, and the wild laughter of the white wolf corresponds to the silence of the strange man.

Until now.

"Hey, Casimir is right around the corner, it seems that there is not much time left to call your employer, are you ready?"

Touching the two strangely shaped sword blades at his waist, Laplande looked at San who was silently advancing with a malicious smile.

And the answer is still those four words.

"You can't do it."

Smiling ferociously, the blade began to tremble in an instant, while Keobe on the side became a little vigilant, and his innocent brows were also slightly frowned.

The purple knife of the wolf soul seemed to explode suddenly at any moment, cutting through the black robe of the figure and the flesh and bones hidden under it.

But Sang still walked forward indifferently.

The feet didn't speed up or slow down one iota.

In the end, the trembling blade fell silent.

"Don't do it?"

The smile on Laplande's face returned to its usual innocence.

She shrugged and said with a smile.

"Well, let's forget it for now, it doesn't look like taking action against the employer. Before I bloom my life in a fight, I still have someone I want to meet again."

"Really."

I don't care, the words are still concise.

Laplande laughed dumbfounded, showing a happy and detached smile.

"Employer, you are really an incredible weirdo."

During this week, Sang asked her about races and countries on this land, as well as origin stones and infected people, common sense that even little ghosts understand, as if they came from an isolated Taoyuan Same.

There is also the golden light released by bare hands when he was treating her. Obviously there is no staff or other spell-casting units, and there is no trace of ore disease. Interest and fear of the unknown.

In the future, there will definitely be various interesting things happening around him.

"By the way, employer, can I ask you a question?"

"The last one for today, say."

"Why are you willing to help me, a dangerous wolf? If you want to ask those things, anyone can replace them."

The answer is this...

"It doesn't matter to anyone, it's just because I met you. If——"

"if?"

"If there is a special reason, it is because you are a wolf."

He stepped towards the kingdom of knights, uttering an equally ancient word with an ancient pronunciation.

"Werewolves are friends of wolves"

It has been so since ancient times.

Chapter 3: Pay more attention to your body when you go out

Casimir, a country famous for its knights, is located in the southwest corner of Ursus.

In the past, he created a great reputation in the whole land with his unparalleled silver spear Pegasus, but now he is famous for his commercial knight competition.

Listening to Laplande's rough introduction, San looked at the kingdom of knights in the strange world before him.

In an instant, the phantoms of countless different knights flashed before his eyes.

A Lothric knight who takes dragons as his friend and insists on spreading fire.

The silver knight who has lasted for thousands of years and guarded the gods.

Keeping promises, the harsh and demanding Karim knights.

There are many more, but most of them have been buried in the tide of time.

“Long may the sunshine!!!”

The last memory freezes on a strange onion.

He laughed loudly, his enthusiasm was as warm as his eyes.

But it’s also been a long, long time.

"Let's go."

"Hey hey, Xiao Ke wants to eat a big meal!"

Sang continued to take a step forward.

"Wait, employer."

But at this moment, Laplande stopped him suddenly.

"how."

"Well, although it feels like an unnecessary question, employer, you probably don't have a passport that allows you to pass through. It's okay to say that those small villages, such a big city, can't just enter and leave casually."

Sang stopped and looked at her calmly.