The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

"...Then you go to die."

"For this foolish passion in your heart."

Jinrak revised his words.

"No, it's because I'm in love."

Rarely, Sang opened his eyes and rolled them upwards.

Love...it's complicated, but unfortunately I haven't been in love.

In that world, people who are driven by emotions are doomed to die quickly, and the final outcome is embarrassing.

Recalling the taboo of searching for his own name that was finally given up, the figure obsessed with standing in front of the witch's corpse, and the adopted daughter who shed blood and tears after beheading her lover.

I can't help but feel a little turbulent.

Already sure, Sang said calmly.

"In eight hours, I will march, you are ready."

Sitting against the wall of the room, the blurry wind and snow outside the window were flying around, but he just stared at the little white flower.

Jin Lak stood up, took out an old black military uniform from the deepest part of the cabinet, and a military battle ax with a spell casting unit. mulberry.

For the first time, I felt a bit of humanity from this unpredictable and strong man in front of me.

"You... do you like flowers?"

"...I don't feel anything, it's just that I used to have a friend who liked flowers very much."

"It's not easy to grow flowers in the extreme north, your wife."

Jin Lak scratched his head and pulled out a black leather hat from above the cabinet.

"She used to be a maid in our family, responsible for pruning flower beds and landscape pots, and had a hobby of collecting flower species from various countries, but most of them brought here could not survive in this dire environment, only this little chamomile can Bloom in the Jedi."

"But even so, this thing is spoiled and spoiled, and it is more troublesome to take care of than the split beast in the army."

He opened the drawer and threw a bag of well-preserved seeds in front of Sang.

"I'll give you these if you like them, I won't need them anyway."

Looking at the bag of seeds, this time, Sang reached out and picked it up, and put it away after thinking about it.

Then, he continued to look at the white bouquet, and the vague memory came to his eyes again.

Chapter 80: Flower Story

The time has become blurred, but I only remember that at that time, the invasion of Casas was in full swing. After the destruction of the three ancient countries, only the last Dolan Gureg was still stubbornly resisting.

However, under Kasas's unexpected and cunning battle, the army also began to be defeated like a mountain, and a large number of personnel and church members fled to Losric.

In exchange for the Throne of Desire technology related to the transmission of fire, he obtained the qualification to live on from Osloes.

At that time, Sang had already been dispatched to investigate whether the rumors about Kasas' appearance in the abyss were true.

The first search was fruitless. At that time, Kasas had not touched the taboo of the abyss.

On the way back, at an abandoned high tower that was supposed to monitor the border, he wanted to take a rest and walked up.

And it was at that time that he met the giant ranger.

The moment he walked up to the top floor of the tower, his eyes widened immediately.

In various rough flower pots, colorful bouquets are blooming, and flowers and plants from all over the world are piled up together, forming a memorable picture scroll.

"Did you notice the flowers first instead of me? What a strange person."

"what!"

San's pupils dilated even more when he noticed the sound, and his gaze began to move upwards.

And only in this way can he meet the gaze that is staring at him.

Surrounded by the sea of ​​flowers, a giant is watching him.

A head of golden curly hair was coiled up high, wearing an ancient armor that exposed his right shoulder, his slightly hideous and rough face did not conform to the aesthetics of the human race, but those blue eyes like lake water were as beautiful and soft as jewels.

"Hey little man, where are you from?"

Feeling her kindness, Sang recovered from the brief surprise, thought for a while, took off the hat of the undead team, and said politely.

"I'm San from Losric, please give me your advice. Beautiful lady, may I ask who you are?"

But before she could answer, the huge body in front of her eyes began to tremble, and she couldn't help laughing, the whole tower vibrated amidst her laughter.

"What... what's wrong?"

Not understanding at all, Sang raised his head, stared and opened his mouth wide, showing a somewhat ponderous expression.

"Beautiful lady... This is the first time I have been called that by a villain outside my family. You are so special. You are neither afraid nor disgusted when you see a giant. It is a pleasure to meet you. San, I am the giant Flavi, please Give me more advice."

As she spoke, she stretched out her broad palm that seemed capable of crushing him to death.

Sang twitched the corners of her mouth, compared her own hand, which was at most as big as someone else's fingernail, and reluctantly held it in a symbolic way, and then quickly retracted it.

The giant in front of him could be considered petite among the races, but even so, it was still incomparable with humans.

The giant family can be roughly divided into two categories. The faceless tree giants were completely exterminated in ancient times, and the ready-made giants are mostly taken as slaves and servants by the gods. In this world, they are only slightly better than demons and undead. A little bit of a lowly creature.

The attitude of God will naturally affect people who believe in God. Under the propaganda of the White Sect, the attitude of most countries towards giants is still indifferent and repulsive, and only a few remote areas, such as Havel's worshipers, will use Giants are friends.

Those who are not from our clan will have a different heart.

This sentence is not unreasonable, but it has nothing to do with Sang.

He himself is different from any creature in the world, and if he has nothing to do to isolate himself, he is somewhat too brain-dead.

In his eyes, there is basically no difference between giants and dwarves except for the difference in size and strength, at least in his opinion.

Including the so-called gods, the materialistic attitude cannot be changed even if it comes to this world.

"Flaiway, that sounds like a very gentle name."

"Isn't it fitting for a giant?"

"Ah, that's not what I mean, it's just... I just think it sounds nice."

Flavi was not angry.

Walking in this world as a giant, she is used to all kinds of humiliation and belittlement.

It's rare to meet a villain who doesn't have a negative impression of giants, and she also chatted a little bit.

Seeing that she was not malicious, Sang let go of her instinctive vigilance and sat down cross-legged.

For some reason, there was a reassuring power in Flavi's gentle voice that didn't match her figure.

"Are you a ranger? It's not easy being a giant."

According to her, as a ranger, she shot and killed the wild beasts that attacked the village, used the giant's strange power to quell disasters everywhere, and roamed the land with her superb archery skills, and she only came here to rest for a while.

She also helped out with Kasas's pursuers when Dolan Gured fled with the exiles of other nations, though she didn't get any thanks from any of them.

After staying for so many years, coupled with the sad death of his friend, Sang knows very well that the Black Soul world has uneducated and uneducated people and human characters, and saving and helping are all thankless tasks.

What's more, if they were helped by giants, they would feel angry and humiliated instead.

"It doesn't matter, it would be great if you can help them. Not everyone's attitude is so bad. Some people will take the initiative to give me some gifts, or say thank you to me. As a reward, for me, these are enough. enough."

After just a few hours of communication, Sang was already confirmed.

This is a rare good man!

The orderly kind.

You know, in a shit-like world like Black Soul, the birth of this kind of person is like digging out gold dust. Ordinary people are either rotten or stunned.

For himself, such a person is a mirror that can reflect the blood and flaws all over his body, so that he can get the opportunity to examine himself and rethink.

"Ah! Are you a descendant of the Four Horsemen of the King, Hawkeye Goff?"

"It's not such a surprising identity. After all, there are not many people who know that knight now, and I am not the only descendant. Because I am a woman, the responsibility of the hero's bow and the protection of the birch tree rests with my younger brother. , and I'm free to do whatever I want."

She patted the armor on her body, laughed loudly and said.

"Look, this is the armor that the hero wore before."

On the ancient armor, there are still shoulder straps made of ancient dragon bones and medals that have been decayed by time, and the symbols and meanings on them have long been obliterated.

Looking at the ancient armor, which is also one of the four knights under the king, the object of longing for the undead team, Sang's pupils revealed inexplicable emotions.

he thought.

These armors have been around for so long...don't they stink inside?

Forget about weapons, things like armor, one thing to say, might as well be a new one.

He secretly slandered in his heart, but of course, Gao EQ didn't say it out.

"These flowers...are you planting them yourself?"

"Yeah, it's the flower seeds I got when I was traveling around the world. I planted them with great difficulty. They are all beautiful."

Sang nodded, there were grasses everywhere on the side of the flange, except for the occasional green flowers and grasses, there were no such colorful flower seeds.

As soon as the topic of flowers was mentioned, Flavi immediately showed extraordinary enthusiasm, just like a fan of her true love work, she introduced all the flower pots on the tower to the past, from We chatted until dusk in the afternoon, and she stopped regretfully when the dusk faded and all the flowers were covered by the dark night.

"Sorry for taking so long without paying attention."

"I don't care about it, but it's too dark to light a fire."

The flame of the spell lit up, dispelling the darkness surrounding the two of them, but seeing the flame, Flavi's expression suddenly became a little cautious.

"Hmm. But! Please be careful."

She carefully moved the surrounding flowerpots to the edge with her broad palms, leaving room for the bonfire.

Seeing the bright flame rising, she couldn't help sighing with some regret.

"What a pity..."

"What a pity?"

"If there is darkness, even the most beautiful flowers will not see color."

Sang tore apart a piece of wood next to him, threw it into the fire, and spoke as a matter of course.

"Well, the sun always comes up."

"But before the sun rises, many flowers can't survive the darkness... I used to plant a garden outside, and it took me a lot of thought. When the sun shines and the breeze blows, all the flowers will be beautiful." In the colorful swaying, the earth mixed with the fragrance of flowers exudes a quiet smell, which makes people feel that all pain and twists and turns will subside."

"What then?"

"One night, it became a battlefield between the two countries. When I came back, I couldn't see any flowers."

With regret but no resentment on her face, Flavi sighed softly, lowered her head and stroked a bunch of small flowers.

"War is as terrible to flowers as icy winter, and it is equally true to people."

"Since this is the case, why do people hurt each other, so that disputes continue."

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Faced with such philosophical sentiments, Sang's attitude has always been quite casual.

"Well, after all, in this world, human nature is darkness. But in my opinion, although it is not clear whether it is human nature to hurt each other, except for a small number of perverts, people at least don't want to be hurt by others."

"That's why barbarism will be replaced by civilization, and violence will be restrained by law."

Listening to his understanding brother, and the logical words of various nouns, Flavi showed a half-understanding expression, and boasted with a smile.

"Although I don't understand much, you are really amazing, San."

"Well, you are my new friend, this is for you."

She stretched out her hand to San with a tender white branch, which was a token of being a friend of the giant.

Sang stretched out his hand to take it, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

In this way, excluding Latecia who is also a teacher and a mother, and her younger brother Clinesed, although they are in their thirties, this is the first time that I have made friends of the opposite sex.

For a moment, for some reason, his mood was extremely complicated, making him want to look up at the sky.