Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

Fiatina narrowed her eyes.

Just as Fiatina was immersed in the comfortable ocean, she turned her eyes and saw a green figure that was not too familiar waving to her through the glass, and she was slightly taken aback.

"I'm going to the toilet."

Finding a random reason, Fiatina stood up, pushed open the transparent glass door and walked out. The others didn't suspect him, they just responded and continued to browse the menu.

"I thought you wouldn't find me until later."

Fiatina tried her best to keep her tone calm. She looked directly at Feilin in front of her, and roughly guessed the other party's identity from the other party's gorgeous clothing.

"Good afternoon, my lord."

Kelsey's face was indifferent, and she also looked directly into Fiatina's eyes, her emerald green eyes looked vicissitudes and spirit.

"You have enough potential, Miss Fia, I think you have the capital to join us."

Kelly's tone was flat.

"Potential? Capital?"

Fia Tina was a little overwhelmed. It took her a while to sort out the situation before she asked a question in doubt.

"That is to say, you have been observing me during this time?"

"As far as the conclusion is concerned, yes."

Kelsey graciously admitted that considering her subordinates for His Royal Highness Theresa is not something difficult to say.

"... may I know what organization you are?"

Fiatina hesitated for a moment before asking.

Kyle Heat paused, thoughts flashed across her face, and soon, Fiatina heard the answer.

"This is an invitation from Your Highness Teresia."

No more can be disclosed, after all, there is a big plan hidden behind Teresia.But Theresia's name is already resounding enough, and Kelsey believes that it is impossible for Sarkaz to have never heard of Theresia's name.

... Theresa?

Who is it?

Fiatina was at a loss again, with a tangled expression on her face. Although the other party gave her a big house and looked like a nice nobleman, she didn't want to give up her daily life.

All she wanted now was to go back to Shirtel and eat a donburi.

"...Let me ask, do I have the right to refuse?"

"Of course, Sarkaz should be free. I believe you have the ability to make decisions. I won't force you to join us. It's up to you to decide."

Kelsey spread her hands, which was also Theresa's idea.

"Of course. If you choose to join us, I will teach you more than you can learn from that gorefiend."

"..."

Fiatina scratched her head in distress, "I'm very sorry, my lord, I don't have such big ambitions, my goal is just to live with my friends as peacefully as they are now."

"In that case."

Kelsey bowed gracefully to Fiatina, then turned and left without saying a word.

"..."

Fia Tina seemed to want to say something, she opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.

The name Teresia flashed in her mind, Fia Tina whispered to herself.

"This name... seems a little familiar."

After thinking about it for a while but not coming up with a reason, Fiatina shook her head lightly and pushed open the door of the restaurant.

"I'm home?"

The rice was already served, and Shirter lowered his head to take a bite of the rice. Probably hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked up and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Why did you come back frowning?"

Her tone was a bit unfriendly, as if Fiadina would mention Levatin to go out to find someone to settle accounts if she said a word like a name.

"It's okay, my stomach hurts."

Shaking her head, Fiatina sat back on the chair, and Warfarin leaned over her head, excitedly promoting the new medicine she made:

"Stomach pain? Come and try my new medicine, Sleeping Black Tea 2.0, drink it to refresh your mind, detoxify and cool down, it is a must-have product for home travel!"

"If you're joking like this, I'll beat you up?"

Fia Tina scolded with a smile, and her mood seemed to get better.

Chapter 21 Mon3tr who knows how to call

Teresa sat at her desk.

Tracys had just come to her again with a proposal for a military council.

"Our people don't trust us! My sister, we need a baptism, a baptism of iron and blood, and we will use war and honor to leave our people behind."

"War is not reliable, brother, as [General] you should know better than anyone else."

Theresa leaned back on the chair, looking up at the ceiling slightly.

Her eyes were so sad—sorry for their own weakness, the kingdom that was secretly built on the ruins of Kazdel, but could not bring any sense of security, belonging, or even feed and clothe their people warm.

But what can war bring?

Pain, wailing and disintegration?

Teresia didn't agree with her brother's ideas, but she couldn't give a better answer, and her best friend, Kelsey, who had been walking alone on this land for thousands of years, couldn't give a better answer either.

"We can't do anything except war. Kazdel has been destroyed three times, and we can't even give them the most basic sense of security!"

Tracy said so.

Yes, Kazdel has no reputation at all, unless—the devil who established Kazdel three times shows up again, otherwise, Kazdel will only stand on the map as ruins.

Theresa sighed.

"Even though the war destroyed our homeland, the Sarkaz people still walk on this land, and our culture is still passed down to this day. Is it because of the power of the demon king? Is it because of the efforts of the military committee? Is there a war?"

Teresia's tone was calm, her brows lowered.

"[General], please remember your duty. Of course a military committee will be established, but at least not now."

"..."

Teresia looked at his sister helplessly. He could understand her stubbornness. She was farther than what he saw. If they still had a chance to breathe, let Teresia build her own dream so what?

Time waits for me.

The so-called culture... What has been handed down to this day is nothing but the leftover dross. Even the Sarkaz people do not use the ancient Sarkaz language. If the witchcraft does not exist in the blood, I am afraid that even the witchcraft will be completely forgotten clean it.

Sarkaz needs a stable home.

"We're running out of time."

Leaving such a sentence, Tracy turned and left.

Headache.

Teresia rubbed her temples lightly and let out a long breath, only then did she notice the absolutionist who had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Your Highness [Devil King], your letter."

"Awaited."

Nodding slightly towards the absolutist, Teresia took the envelope from the absolutionist's hand. She leaned on the table and brushed the envelope slightly with her fingers.

Rough feel... This kind of envelope is only Kelsey can use - everything she uses has the same old smell as herself.

Carefully opening the envelope, Teresia took out a piece of letter paper and glanced quickly.

"Find traces of Ursas' inner guard in Kazdel's territory? Pursue alone? Too risky."

Frowning slightly, Teresia whispered to herself.

"...Did you offend that little girl? Forget it. Next time, take the time to visit the door and apologize."

After closing the letter paper, Teresia sighed, stuffed the letter back into the envelope, and stacked it in the corner of the drawer. Teresia lay down on the desk.

......

The black snow flew in all directions, spinning and flying into the sky.

It's already winter in Kazdale, and it's only natural that there will be a light snowfall.

But Kelsey stood in the snow, frowning tightly.

The sky was overcast with clouds—moon and starless night tonight.It was as if the darkness had swallowed all the light, and everything was frightening.

"Show yourself."

Kelsey looked at her face blankly. She had faced something deeper and more terrifying than this. How could she be afraid of this little darkness?

What's more, she had met them in Victoria.

Defender of Ursus.

"The will of Ursus brought you here."

Kelsey's tone was indifferent, and she easily pointed out the identity of the other party.

"...Green Film, ah, you are the pathetic traitor he once said."

The black figure stepped out from the shadow of the night, the sound was like a whispering beast, and the black snowflakes seemed to turn into pressure at this moment, oppressing Kelsey's body.

"Mon3tr."

*restless hissing*

Black monsters also appeared from the shadows.

"Is this the monster he speaks of, untouched by the deepest knowledge of Ursus?"

"Looks like I've stunned an inside defender once again."

The black monster surrounded Kelsey. Kelsey was holding a kitten's face, and his fingers were gently scratching Mon3tr's chin.

"I do not deny."

The inner guard pulled out the sharp blade from his waist, "But this does not mean that I am afraid of you...Traitor, if I hadn't been entangled in missions, otherwise I should have taken down you from the first moment I stepped into this land. head."

"It seems that your senior didn't tell you everything about me."

Kelsey shook her head lightly, she raised her hand and turned her palm from top to bottom.

"Mon3tr, Command Meltdown."

*Almost a hundred times as cool as that or something. *

Mon3tr's body bounced out like a cannonball, just blocking the figure of the inner guard who swung his blade.

"I have to admit that the monster next to you is indeed beyond the power of any creature I know."

The inner guard seemed to be sighing, he took a step back, and his body returned to darkness.

"You're afraid."

Kelsey frowned.

This inner guard is obviously much younger than the last time he met. His force is far inferior to the old inner guard, but he is much calmer.

He didn't want to waste time, but Kelsey had to keep him.

"Don't get me wrong, traitor, if it weren't for the great revival of the empire, your life would definitely end tonight—it's a pity that you still have a chance to live here."

"You should be more faithful to your duties."

Kelsey's right hand was hidden behind her, and she didn't know when she held a tube of green potion in her hand.

When necessary, Kelsey does not recommend relying on potions to temporarily improve one's strength.

"Our duty does not require evaluation from outsiders, let alone a traitor. You should repent, and then offer your head to the great empire—this can be called a decent death."