The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

The steady statement made it difficult for them to tell whether the other party was praising or being weird.

"...Thanks for the compliment, sir."

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Although a little embarrassed, her aristocratic education made her respond in the most polite way.

Gracefully turned and left.

After watching her disappear, Bai Jin at the side shook the empty milk tea and sighed deeply.

"It's really unlucky. You can meet Candle Knight in any park for a rest. Hey, a foreigner wearing a strange pointed hat, don't you really know her?"

Sang swallowed the last mouthful of jerky, put away the map he had memorized in his heart, and did not respond to her strike-up.

"Don't talk, that's right. If you know him, you will definitely go up and ask for an autograph. Candle Knight's autograph is the rarest batch among all the knights."

"Speaking of which, is what you said just now a compliment or a compliment?"

Sang stood up, crumpled the rubbish into a ball and threw it into the trash can, stood up and turned away indifferently.

"Goodbye."

The sun in the sky was covered by the clouds engulfed by the wind, and on the bench where there was only one person left, Bai Jin looked at the clear blue sky that brought a spacious mood with a straight face, and once again sent out a long long sigh from the bottom of his heart sigh.

"Life is so hard..."

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"Employer, finally found you!"

Not long after he walked out of the park, Laplande suddenly pounced on him, and his carefree and angry smile was mixed with a bit of helplessness.

San dodged the fierce pounce with perfect anticipation, and spoke calmly.

"Is something wrong?"

"Nonsense, little Pello has eaten up three cafeterias in a row, and the wallet is almost empty now. I finally calmed her down and threw her into the guest room. If this continues, tomorrow we will soon realize that the park chief The taste of the chair."

No money.

The ultimate proposition that has baffled countless heroes since ancient times finally appeared in front of the abyss watcher.

And the answer is of course.

"I do not mind."

What about park benches, they have all experienced even harsher environments in the past.

"No, you don't care, listen to me—"

Laplande suddenly stopped talking.

She saw that Sang's gaze turned to another direction for some reason, and she kept staring at it.

She turned her head and subconsciously looked at the shop where his gaze was.

【Raythean】

A well-known manufacturing company, the main products span many fields such as electrical equipment, mining heavy machinery, protective equipment and arms.

And through the bright glass, what Sang focused on was a purple-black existence.

The streamlined radian fully shows the beauty of the creation, and the purple-black rendering routine shows a low-key and stimulating nobility, even the light shining on it is eclipsed, and the two pairs of handsome eyes are piercing, which makes people think of a kind of carefree of brightness.

But even so, the price tag of 18 on the side is like a scourge version that makes people shy away.

Lapland: ...

"Hey, employer, aren't you..."

San turned his head and looked at her expressionlessly.

"It's okay, it's just a little familiar."

In his earliest memory, which is now blurred, he seems to have had similar equipment.

It seemed that there was a special meaning to me at that time.

His legs, which had never stopped before, stopped at this moment.

"...Well, this body is not what it used to be. It seems that it is necessary to spend a certain amount of time to obtain a sufficient economy to survive. Laplande, do you have an idea?"

"You want to buy that car, hey, you want to buy it, right?"

"No, don't talk nonsense."

mulberry:………

Laplande: ...

After staring at each other for ten seconds, in the end, Laplande decided not to mention it for the time being.

"Okay. Then I said it. When it comes to Kazimier, even people like me who have never paid attention to it know the characteristics of that side - The Kazimierz Major."

Hearing this unknown noun, Sang slightly frowned.

"Knight competition?"

Knight sports, the quintessence and the most important source of funds of the knightly country Casimir, when Laplande told him the specific rules concisely, he quickly got a fairly general and correct evaluation.

"A game of fighting crickets in the nature of betting on horses."

Although commercialization is distorted, it cannot be denied that if one wants to gain fame and money overnight, this is the best legitimate path.

And even if they haven't seen it with their own eyes, the evaluation of the abyss watcher is still not friendly.

This kind of arena-style fighting and killing always reminded him of that vicious overlord.

"Hehe, I heard that even infected people can participate in this competition recently, but I'm afraid there are still some disgusting screenings and tricks in the dark. It is also very troublesome for us to be detected by other illegal immigrants. What about the employer, if you are interested in fighting How about a few games for wealth and freedom?"

Sang: (???^???)

It's really troublesome. If it was a troubled time, he would simply find a rich person to "borrow" a little.

But with this strength now, we still have to be cautious when facing this strange world.

the most important is……

Sang turned to look at [it] again.

"You can take a look first, call Ceobe, let's go."

"...Employer, I have to remind you that even if it's a limited edition, it's just an electric car, not a motorcycle or a car, it's just an electric car!"

Chapter 6: Martin's Tavern

This is something that happened many years ago.

At that time, he had already passed the assessment of lighting the three beacon fires, and got his own hat and sword, and because he learned a lot of magic about stealth and reconnaissance from the old man who was an ally crystal, so at that time, he He also naturally assumed the role of investigator.

Whenever signs and news of the abyss are found, the captain will send him to check the authenticity of the news and the spread of the abyss, so as to decide on the layout and plan.

And the object he investigated that time was the country of sandstorms that swept everything with blood and violence and wiped out all seven countries with ancient histories.

At the highest point of the country, where endless blood and swords are piled up, is the tyrant who is dubbed the overlord.

【Lord Wolnir】

And in that evil country, there is such a magnificent building.

Similar to the Colosseum in the world where he used to be, even if he was hundreds of miles away, he could still smell the rotten stench of corpse blood and the bloodthirsty laughter of the crowd.

And on the stage where everyone was watching, the swordsmen of Kasas fought each other happily. The fierce collision between the steel aroused the anger in the fighters. Every slash was more powerful than the last, and every thrust Trickier than the last time, every time more than the last time to go all out.

The protruding spikes on the stone wall on one side are covered with the dead bodies of the losers, broken flesh and eyeballs can be seen everywhere in the sand, and in the bottom row, the rebels and subjugated people who were tortured on wheels are in the ingenious mechanism. It circled back and forth continuously, screaming curses and pain.

And raised his head, sitting on the huge throne made of blood and iron at the top position, drinking the sweet wine served in the skull wine cup, the tyrant watched the killing of the passing of life intently, and listened to the endless stream of The endless screams and bloodlust.

In the end, the victor's red blade pulled out from the loser's body, tearing out large pieces of internal organs and broken bones. He was bathed in bloodthirsty and crazy cheers all over his body, and then also fell down from exhaustion.

Without the slightest hesitation, Warnier gently raised his hand, and the black flames obtained from studying the abyss quickly devoured the winners and losers of the game. After drinking, he shifted his energy to the next fight.

Life seemed to him to have become a play to pass the time, even the lives of his own people.

That kind of vicious performance left a deep impression on him, and the blood competition full of laughter and mourning became one of the few memories he didn't want to recall very much.

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"Oh my God! The left-handed knight started to fight back. What a perfect sword, like a meteor flashing from the sky, so powerful! Look, even the spear of the flowing water knight was cut off by one blow! And then - oh my dear Ladies and gentlemen, the left-handed knight kicked the poor flowing water knight away with one kick."

"Can he still stand up?"

“10、9、8……3、2、1！恭喜左手骑士又完美的取得了一次胜利！那么流水骑士就此出局，很抱歉，卡西米亚的比赛就是这么残酷。”

Listening to the deafening cheers, San and Laplande stood at the rearmost side. Although it was the worst position, both of them could clearly see the whole picture of the battle.

"It's really boring. This is Kasimir's knight competition. Are you playing house?"

Laplande looked disdainful, and the little interest he had had disappeared all of a sudden.

"hu~hu~"

Ceobe even fell asleep directly.

"........."

Sang is still a silent timer.

They can all see the inside story behind this match. With the strength of the left hand, he could have directly eliminated the opponent within three rounds, but he played the show effect as if he was acting, abruptly A round of crushing turned into a thrilling comeback.

This is not a real battle, but a performance dedicated to the audience.

Compared with the arena in Warnier's memory, this so-called cruelty sounds like a child's joke.

He observed.

There is little madness in the audience's voice, but more greed and care about investing money.

There is no killing intent in the actions of the knights, they must carefully maintain their own image and personality.

The highest throne is empty, and the behind-the-scenes operators only care about the gold flowing in their hands.

What an incredible country...

In other words, this is the normal path driven by historical progress.

In that world shrouded in gods and death, even if tens of thousands of years have passed since the fire was ignited and extinguished, the country's system still has no progress.

When the world is dying and the gods are as fragile as reeds in the rain and may be destroyed at any time, the advancement of society can only be hoped for.

He doesn't like this system based on the economy, but he also agrees that it is more advanced than the lifeless feudalism.

Even if it may be a flimsy thin shell, the civilization of this world has indeed built morality.

...give it a try.

"Where is the registration office for the game?"

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"I was kicked out."

"Ah."

Although the registration of independent knights is now extremely loose, it is still whimsical for foreigners who do not even have an identity card to cross the road to participate in the competition.

What kind of knight assessment certificate, what kind of documents and materials are in a mess.

But it doesn't matter, he has already understood some relevant rules and precautions, and he will just throw an improvement charm at the service staff when there are fewer people.

This is a spell learned from the dying Chaos Daughter after walking deep into the smoky lake. It is a mental manipulation used to control the ignorant and undead.

In this field, there is no reason why the magic that spells can do cannot be done, so he spent some time and combined experience to directly transform it into a unique spell.

But now, he needs to go to the blacksmith's shop. The rules state that although there are no restrictions on any cold weapons, armor must be equipped for knight competition.

But unfortunately, this kind of shop abandoned by the times is not marked on the map.

So Laplande proposed to let him go to a bar, the older the better, I heard that she and her partner often exchanged information in that kind of bar before.

Little things like where there is a blacksmith shop, those young bars and bartenders will not know.

After she finished speaking, she went to have fun by herself. A lone wolf is still a lone wolf after all.