Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

"of course."

There was a smile in the tone of the forgiver, "We have our own methods, don't we?"

"Give me the address."

Tracy held out her hand expressionlessly.

The pardoner seemed to have anticipated this scene long ago, and handed over a note without hesitation.

"Fiatina?"

Tracy frowned slightly as she looked at the address and a name on the note.

......

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Theresia had a slight smile on her face, looking at Kelsey who was standing in front of her with a serious face.

"How is it?" Theresa asked impatiently.

"She is indeed as special as you said, Your Highness." Kelsey pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Her knowledge seems to be more profound than I imagined."

Teresia showed a mischievous smile: "Look, I just said she is a special child."

"In terms of judging people, I am indeed far behind you." Kelsey admitted honestly.

Teresia covered her mouth with a chuckle, and then asked about the business: "So, what did she do that surprised you so much?"

"She has grasped the truth of this world herself." Kelsey paused, thinking for a while before replying.

Teresia's eyes showed a bit of surprise: "She knows the truth of this world? But she is indeed quite young..."

"I want to correct you, knowledge does not distinguish between ages." Kelsey said seriously, "It is true that if you live longer, you can know more knowledge than ordinary people, but there are always exceptions."

"I understand, I'm just a little surprised."

Teresia should be the one who understands this truth the most. Her origin stone skill—the power of the devil king can steal the opponent's skill from the opponent's memory when fully released.

In fact, quite a few Sarkaz have knowledge and witchcraft from their blood, and all Sarkaz have a little bit more control over Originium skills than other races, which is called "talent".

"Your Highness, Fiatina probably has an ancient bloodline or even a soul—of course, she is not an immortal, and I can feel her youth." Kelsey slowly expressed her speculation.

"No, Kelsey, Fiatina doesn't belong to any kind of Sarkaz." The corners of Teresia's mouth rose. As the devil king of Sarkaz, no one had more power to speak than her. "That's why I thought Fiatina was special from the beginning."

"...You mean, Fiatina doesn't belong to Sarkaz?" Kelsey asked with some hesitation.

"There is no doubt that Fiatina is indeed a member of Sarkaz." Teresia spread her hands, showing an innocent and helpless expression, "But she does not belong to any branch of Sarkaz, even It's also the first time I've seen Sarkaz like this."

"Doesn't belong to any branch of Sarkaz, but is indeed a member of Sarkaz? This is impossible, how could there be such a ridiculous thing." Kelsey frowned slightly, Sarkaz is not a sea descendant , Individuals can evolve into new branches casually, even if it is a mutation, it should be homologous to a certain branch. If that is the case, Theresia has no reason not to recognize her race.

"Just wait and see, Kelsey." Theresa put a smile on her face again, "Maybe she will bring us more surprises in the future?"

"...You're right. After all, when do we dare claim we can see the future?" Kelsey sighed.

"By the way, what happened to Rem Billiton's ruins?"

"This is one of the reasons why I came to you, Your Highness, I have to go to Rem Billiton myself."

Chapter 71 Cheers then

In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed.

The area where the Mudstone team is located has been rated as "one of the most desirable areas for Kazdelers to live in", and the Mudrock team's reputation is growing.

Under the jurisdiction of the Mudstone Squad, this area began to operate in a different form, and a new commercial street different from the underground black market and free village—Fia Street was born.

As for why it is called the Fia Block, there are two reasons. The first is that the original reason for the birth of this block was proposed by Fia Tina, although the original intention was that it would be too troublesome for mercenaries to travel so far to buy food every day.

Second, the slightly sick Sarkaz mercenaries in the Mudrock team like to promote the goodness of their third sister when they have nothing to do, so that all the residents in this block recognize Fiatina.

"call......"

Fiatina let out a long breath.

She looked at the reconstruction around her with some surprise, even she herself did not expect that one of her proposals at that time would be adopted by Mudstone and then implemented so quickly.

Perhaps Kazdale really lacks an atmosphere—an atmosphere that can give people enough sense of security, so that when the mudstone team claims to protect this area, there will be so many people scrambling to snatch the houses and land here. The housing prices in the vicinity have risen to the point where even Kluthil is beating his chest.

All in all, Fia Block was established in such an environment.

"They should remember you more, obviously you are the implementer of this idea."

Propping her elbows against the railing of the balcony, Fiatina rested her chin on her hands, pouted and watched the people coming and going below.

As the true captain of the mud rock team and the implementer of the Fia block plan, mud rock should be known to the public. Fia Tina felt like a thief, a thief who stole the fruits of mud rock's labor.

"This is your idea, I just contributed a little bit."

Standing beside Fiatina, Muyan also looked at the street.

Lately the Mudstone Squad has not been given any missions, but has been used as a patrol to run the entire area, since most of the people have just moved into Kazdale and they need to be instilled with the concept of order.

"Judge a thing not by thought, but by action."

Fia Tina collapsed a little depressed. She lay under the railing of the balcony and saw a group of mercenaries patrolling the streets neatly.

"If you have no thought, how can you act?"

It was Shirtle's voice.

Shirtel was standing on the other side of Fiatina, she rubbed Fiatina's head, her eyes were full of smiles.

Muyan nodded gratefully to Shirtel.

Muyan has a stupid mouth and can't say anything to explain it, and he can't explain it to Fiadina, a fool, but Shirtel is different, she is Fiadina's nemesis.

Sure enough, Fiatina didn't reply, she just quietly watched the crowd below.

Fia Tina didn't speak, but Shirtel had something to say. She smiled and stretched out her hand, pointing her finger at the street below.

"Fia, look."

Fiatina looked along her fingers, and then her pupils shrank suddenly.

——That was Ursus-san who was selling orange juice that day.

The eldest sister of Ursus has no cart anymore, she is carrying a big bag, probably selling something, and she still has a bright smile on her face.

"This land may never be gentle, but it is worth what we pay for it."

Shirtel gently rubbed Fiadina's head, Fiadina stared blankly, then raised her head suddenly.

She looked at Shirtel, who smiled much more than when he was in Ursus.

She looked at Muyan again, and Muyan was not so dazed anymore, at least she would put forward her ideas with Fiatina, and would refuse the sleepy black tea Warfarin handed her.

Perhaps, they are subtly influencing each other.

So Fiatina stretched her waist and walked slowly into the room.

"Don't watch?"

Shirtle's voice came from behind her.

"There's nothing to see."

Fia Tina responded, and then lazily leaned down on the sofa.

But Lucille said that she found some business opportunity, ran out like crazy and hasn't come back yet, and dragged Warfarin away with her.

Lisa was at home, sitting in the living room staring at the biscuits that Fiatina had baked this morning, wondering what she was thinking.

"What are you thinking about?"

Fiatina moved to Lisa's side with great interest.

"Ah, Sister Fia."

Lisa's body froze obviously. This was the expression of just waking up from thinking. She raised her head in a daze, and smiled shyly when she saw Fiatina who was sitting beside her at some point.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about my mother."

Lisa blinked her big eyes and looked at Fia Tina, looking a little embarrassed.

"Are you homesick?"

Fia Tina immediately understood, she rubbed Lisa's head with some distress, it was indeed cruel for a child to be sent to a strange country at such a young age, and to be fostered in someone else's home.

This land is indeed too indifferent, so indifferent that everyone is just a priced watermelon, as long as they pay the right price, even a child like Lisa will be uprooted from the ground.

But only children are the only pure people on this earth.

"If you're homesick, tell me, let Sister Fei Ya cook you hometown delicacies."

Shirtel's voice also came over, holding a few bowls in her hands, and Muyan followed behind her, also holding a few bowls in her hands, and Fiatina recognized that it was her imitation of Syracuse. All the ice cream balls made by ice cream were taken out by Shier Teer.

The ice cream was placed on the table, and Shirter waved his hand generously: "Eat it, treat it as an ice cream party celebrating the completion of the Fia Block."

"Stop chanting that name." Fiatina muttered, and then scolded, "We will have dinner later, and eat so much ice cream."

"Once in a while."

With an innocent look on her face, Steele pushed one of the bowls of ice cream in front of Lisa.

Lisa hesitated, then picked up the ice cream.

"Look, Lisa also wants to have an ice cream party."

"Are you still ashamed to compare with children?"

Fia Tina was a little speechless, she shook her head lightly, and also picked up a bowl of ice cream.

Shirter sat down beside Fiatina, and Muyan sat down on the other side of Lisa.

"Should I say something at this time?" Shirtel said suddenly.

"Say something?"

Fiatina was slightly taken aback.

"Sense of ritual, Fiya, sense of ritual."

Muyan reminded in a low voice that Fiatina used to like to say this word the most.

Fia Tina paused, a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Let's say, cheers."

Chapter 72 The general came down to me.

"Ding dong~ ding dong ding dong~"

Some hurried doorbells rang.

"Is it that Lucille and the others are back?"

Having finished eating the ice cream, Fiatina, who was cleaning up the dishes, said softly.

"I'll open the door."

Lisa stood up sensible, then ran to the gate and turned the handle.

click-

——Standing outside the door was a strange man with short white and pink hair.

His eyes were a bit scary, Lisa couldn't help taking a step back, but she still raised her head and stared at him firmly, and asked, "...Uncle, who are you looking for?"

"Brave boy."

The other party sighed.

"Come back, Lisa."

Shirtel's voice sounded from behind Lisa. Lisa hesitated for a moment, and immediately ran back. Shirtel was already standing in the corridor, holding Levatin in his hand, with a cold expression on his face.

"Sorry, I took the liberty to interrupt."

The voice outside was somewhat apologetic, and then stepped into the door, "Is Fiatina there?"