Ark of the Immortal

Even though it's a shame to be an infected person, under those circumstances, just being an infected person is also a great blessing. Being able to continue breathing fresh air and wielding the sword in my hand is enough to make me feel lucky. "

Melanza did not shy away from her current situation. For Melanza, there was nothing she could not tell her teacher.

Because he will always stand in front of him, just like that day, blocking all disasters for himself.

The undead man put the first piece of letter aside and looked at the content on the second piece of paper.

“But when I think back to that day, it still hurts.

I never want to experience the scene of parting with my teacher again.

You taught me so much, not just how to exercise.

And how to treat something you value, and you are something I value too. "

The immortal person really has no impression of the difference Melantha mentioned here.

But judging from her slightly delayed handwriting, it seems that the girl felt a little uncomfortable when writing.

"The badge you gave me, I made it into a pendant and hung it around my neck.

And with that pattern, I also asked my sister from Rhode Island to help me make a seal.

It's just like what's printed on the paint, how about it? Pretty good-looking, right? "

The immortal picked up the envelope of the letter again. The hot paint on it shone slightly under the light of the fire. The immortal finally had some impression of the flames and hands.

It was something he made, even though he didn't carve the pattern with his own hands. But without knowing it, he used a little power to bless it, and even had some connection with his own original fire.

A girl who can be given such a thing by him must be worth it.

"I originally wanted to talk to you about other things. For example, your reputation in Casimir and how you became a battle knight with twenty-seven games undefeated.

And that girl who looks full of energy and stands on the podium to help you receive your award. However, due to time constraints, I can only write here. "

Even though Melanza was in Rhode Island, she was still concerned about the situation of the undead.

“Rhode Island is heading towards Longmen.

If you read this letter as soon as you arrive at Longmen, you will stop at Longmen about a month later.

If your itinerary is planned, you will stop at Longmen for a while. Will I be lucky enough to meet you again? "

The undead man seemed to see a cute Philin girl standing in front of him slightly shyly, raising her eyes slightly, and extending an invitation to herself.

This arrogant man's eyes hidden under his armor moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth tilted up involuntarily.

He calmly put the second piece of paper aside and looked at the third piece of paper.

"When we meet again, I want to tell you all the stories I have accumulated during this period.

You sit by the campfire and say nothing, while I talk and laugh beside you.

When I think of this scene, I feel that a month is too long! "

At this point, there are not many words left, but the handwriting is still neat and beautiful.

"Finally, as your disciple, allow me to make a small request to you.

If you have something urgent and need to leave Longmen, or you are unable to see me in a month.

Then please don't take regrets to heart.

If you deal with important things with concern, you might make a mess, right? "

Seeing this, the undead man's nose suddenly felt sore.

This is not a feeling produced after being shocked, but due to the impact of one's own emotions.

The immortal never thought that one day he would feel like this.

Obviously, the moment he became immortal, he had lost all unnecessary functions.

But the strong emotions contained in the words impact the undead man's lifeless heart.

"Time will not take away or bring anything. But everything that flows in time will gather and settle. Just like how I miss you, it is also like the fact that we will meet again."

Finally, Juanxiu’s handwriting came to an end with a beautiful text.

"All the best to you. Your disciple Melantha Wilson."

Put down the letter.

The undead man sighed softly after a long silence.

I feel helpless and moved at the same time.

135. Good morning. Have you eaten?

The undead man looked back and forth at the letter in his hand twice more before putting it back into the envelope and putting it in his armor.

The impact of this letter on the undead was huge. Even when he saw Victoria's false flying dragon, there was no such change in his mind.

This is how people express their thoughts today. After all, the way they express their thoughts is different from that in the Age of Fire.

In the memory of the immortal, the thoughts and care between the master and the disciple are at most the words "be safe and come back soon".

Although it was just a sentence, everyone could feel the other's care and concern.

After all, in that era when human life was useless, people no longer had the extra time to study other ways of expressing emotions. Therefore, they are relatively implicit. Just one sentence already contains a lot.

But now, in the Terra continent where various social cultures are flourishing, more and more people like Melanza are sending letters to express their thoughts. While the undead people are feeling the shock brought by this method, they are also I can't help but think of many things in the past.

No matter what, Melanza's letter had a huge impact on the undead. For him, this is a part of re-understanding the world's culture.

Of course, the charm of little Melantha does not stop there. The immortal did not realize that all the images of Melantha he knew now were described to him by others.

What has Melanza become like after a year and a half of changes. Even her parents couldn't explain it clearly, let alone the undead teacher who was just looking at things in the fog.

However, in one month, Rhode Island will reach the vicinity of Longmen.

At that time, in addition to observing the situation in Rhodes Island for Kyobe, he would also have to see his disciple. It would be one more thing to do, and the immortal did not find it troublesome at all.

Instead, he began to look forward to that day.

This feeling is novel. In the past, the immortals were their own disciples. Now he has become a master and has his own disciples.

Only then did he realize how deeply the peace that his teachers had spoken to him contained.

It's like a continuation of himself in a sense, the children who have inherited his will. They grow up under his watch and cannot tolerate any harm to them.

If he had realized this earlier, he wouldn't have...

The undead man suddenly clenched his fists, and he thought of a certain teacher who died quietly in the big library.

They couldn't even collect his body, they could only bring back his ashes crushed by crazy knowledge.

Even at the last moment, he was fulfilling his responsibility and bringing him new knowledge as agreed.

If the immortal knew about it, he would not be allowed to enter that cannibal city no matter what.

In silence, the undead man looked at the bonfire in front of him without saying a word, and his thoughts had returned to thousands of years ago.

In that sacrificial ground that guards the flame, there are companions who are better than family members.

Time passed quickly, and when Skadi came back with Keob, it was already dusk and approaching night.

Before leaving in the morning, the undead man gave her the bag of money that Keobei kept with him, and asked Skadi to take Keobei to exchange for some Longmen coins for use in Longmen.

Kiobe was also carrying large and small bags of stuff in his hands. From the plastic boxes inside the packaging bags, it could be seen that they should be some packaged food, perhaps for Kiobe to use as a late-night snack.

I don’t know where they went today, but looking at Keob’s satisfied expression, I knew that the blond silly dog ​​must have been very happy eating.

"Where did she get so much money? Did you give it to her?"

Skadi couldn't help but ask, her tone sounding like she was blaming a wife for giving her children too much money.

"Yes, hers."

The undead man calculated these things very clearly, and he told Skadi about the previous mission the two of them went on together.

"Originally, it belongs to her. It's just that it's easy for her to lose it. So, I keep it."

Skadi nodded. At this moment, she realized that this girl who was like a child in mind was already an adult in body and could hunt alone. However, when following the undead, she always Will subconsciously treat her as a child.

Indeed, if Kyobe had no fighting ability at all, the immortals would not have chased him out with Skadi that night.

Skadi couldn't help turning her head and glanced at Keob, a girl whose body was mature enough but whose mind was still like that of a child.

When Officer Long came to check the ward last night, even Skadi was startled by Kyobe's sudden outburst of ferocity.

This golden retriever looks silly on weekdays. Just because of a word, it exploded at an astonishing speed.

Sure enough, no one who can follow the undead is a normal person.

But Ceobe is just...so cute.

It's so cute that Skadi and Kiobe couldn't help but eat an extra bowl when they ate together.

Yes, not only is she cute, it’s also appetizing to watch her eat.

"(Sniff)?"

Only then did Skadi notice that there was a strange smell in the room, which sounded like wood, but it was also mixed with other smells.

"Did you use perfume?"

Skadi couldn't help but ask the undead man.

It’s hard to imagine a man like this spraying a bottle of perfume on his wrist and then rubbing it behind his ear.

"?" The undead man was even more confused. How could Skadi ask this question?

"I have no sense of smell."

"..."

Skadi's breath was stagnant. Well, his question was indeed a bit silly.

Could it be that he was infected by Kiobe after spending a day with her?

"Speaking of which, what are you doing out today?"

The undead man sat by the campfire and asked Skadi to sit down and chat with her.

Even though the question was raised by an undead man, his tone was nothing more than ordinary chatter, so Skadi simply said it.

"I met a friend I met before. He is very good at dealing with sea creatures. Although I don't like his cooking very much."

"Sea creatures?"

The undead man was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that what Skadi was talking about was probably not ordinary sea fish, but the monsters they had encountered before, the slippery enemies they had encountered before. .

"Those, monsters?"

"Yes, the ones I told you about before, they are called Haihe."

Skadi has figured it out. The undead is so powerful, there is no need to hide everything from him. He has the ability to protect himself.

"This friend can withstand the mental impact of sea heirs when facing them. And he can completely decompose a sea heir with just a knife. He was even curious about their taste. But I stopped him."

"interesting."

The undead man nodded, and he became interested in the friend Skadi mentioned.

"Can I meet you?"

Skadi didn't know the inside story, but the undead knew it.

That thing is clearly a creature related to the abyss. Besides myself, is there anyone who can resist the erosion of the abyss with their own will? Even if it is just a weak abyss creature, for ordinary humans, it is still an achievement worth being proud of.

The small dragon gate is also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

"Okay, you have to go do some errands tomorrow, and I'll treat you to his shop for something to eat in the evening."

Skadi nodded, she happened to have the intention of introducing that person to the undead.

They are all friends of Skadi, and that person is also someone whom Skadi can occasionally talk to. It's a pity that he is just an ordinary person after all. Even if he has the characteristics of not being afraid of mental shock, his physical fitness is still a bit poor.

If you want to confront the hordes of Haihe head-on, you still lack some means.

"Can."

The undead man nodded and accepted Skadi's invitation.

Keob came out of the bathroom, opened the plastic box, took out another piece of meat pie and ate it.