A man in the ark was forced to become a king

"Bring it back to...where you work?"

Regarding Huang's specific occupation, Linguang himself had some guesses. It seemed to be similar to a mercenary who was paid to do things, but the organization was more rigorous and had a clearer structure.

Judging from previous conversations, this organization, which is similar to a mercenary group, is likely to have an official background from the Kazdaele Royal Court, and its internal atmosphere is relatively mild.

If that's the case, she doesn't object to doing it for a while.

"Probably where you work too."

Huang nodded, sat down on the ground, propped his chin on his hand, and let out a sigh of relief.

There is really no other way but to take the person back to the Golden Tree. You can't just leave him alone.

However, the most she has the authority to do is take people to the stronghold closest to the Golden Tree. If she wants to enter the headquarters, she has to apply additionally.

The internal atmosphere of the Golden Tree seems to be relaxed, without many rules and regulations, like a paradise. But in fact, it is a typical tight outside and loose inside. People who do not have the blessing of the Golden Tree will not be able to see the Golden Tree until they reach a distance. They would have been intercepted by patrols before.

Linguang and this girl had to go through an external review before they could get permission.

dong dong!

The sudden knock on the door startled her.

Just as he was about to stand up, he found Lin Guang crossing his arms and blocking him in front.

"It smells like blood, very strong."

In a place like Kazdale, the smell of blood means that the person outside the door has had a bloody battle not long ago, and may have killed someone.

Linguang's social experience is not very rich, but she at least knows how to protect herself and judge danger.

"Open the door, it's me."

There was another knock on the door, this time a female voice.

The cat ears on Huang's head stood up. After a moment, he reacted and jumped over to open the door.

"W!"

'Is it someone you know? '

Judging from Huang's performance, it should be so. Linguang relaxed a little and looked at the door.

Outside the door was a Sakaz woman wearing a cloak. Under the cloak was a tan combat uniform, looking fully armed.

"what."

W raised his hand as a greeting, turned his eyes, and scanned the room, which was not spacious.

"Your vigilance is so low that you didn't even notice that you were being targeted."

"what?"

Huang blinked, looking confused, then poked Linguang with his elbow.

"Are we being followed?"

"..."

Linguang wanted to say how she knew, this was not part of the courses that knights should learn.

"Hey, there's no need to ask. The two little chicks just look like that."

After patting Huang on the head, W squeezed into the room and closed the door behind him. Only then did Huang notice that the cloak used to block the wind and sand was stained with large areas of bright red, which was where the smell of blood that Lin Guang smelled came from.

In connection with the statement of being followed, it is self-evident who the blood stains came from.

"I really didn't find it...how did you find us?"

Huang touched her head and smiled. She really didn't feel anything.

"With your poor cover-up, there are a hundred ways to find you."

The meaning in W's eyes was very obvious, as if she was looking at two fledglings. This was indeed the case, that's what she thought.

Compared with the real mercenaries who lick blood from the edge of a knife, Huang's three-legged cat skills are far behind, not in terms of strength of force, but in terms of experience.

Whether it's cleaning traces, disguising identities, or gathering information, it's all the same. Even the vigilance is terrible.

The Kuranta next to her is a little better, but that's all. It can be seen that they have not experienced much cruel environment and beatings.

If Kazdel were placed before the re-establishment of the royal court, he would be plotted in a panic within three days.

Death shouldn't be possible, after all, the counterpart to a simple mind is well-developed limbs. Although his skills are poor, he still has brute strength.

"Don't say that... I've been studying very hard, and Brother ACE said I'm very talented."

"Yeah, when you compare yourself with a gorilla wearing a turtle shell, you've already lost."

Every fighter with a flexible fighting style hates the bastard who can't be beaten no matter what, and W is no exception. She was disgusted by ACE many times during occasional sparring, so naturally she couldn't say anything good.

"Is this from Casimir? Tsk, another tin can."

W walked past Linguang with a look of disgust on his face, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Kuranta's race, coupled with the pile of iron shells in the room, are probably Casimir's knights, and those muscular guys are still wearing this kind of antique armor from the previous era, which is thick and heavy, and it doesn't matter at all. It is inconvenient to move and cannot compare with the composite materials manufactured by modern industry.

"Lighting."

Linguang didn't admit or deny, he just moved to the side.

She sensed an extremely dangerous aura from this woman.

Unlike Huang's simple-minded fool, this guy was a real master who had experienced countless battles. The lingering smell of blood made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Let me see, yes, it's the spells of those blood demons again, they are really lingering."

The blond girl was lying on the bed, motionless. W took one of her arms, and the imperceptible golden color floated from the palm of her hand and quickly disappeared.

Under the exploration of the golden power, the situation inside the girl's body was clearly visible.

Like the information sent by the royal court, it was the ancient witchcraft of the Blood Demon. It was precisely for this reason that she ran back to Kazdaele after the New Year and did not stop at Longmen.

——Compared with the relaxed and comfortable environment of Longmen, she prefers to stay in Kazdale, which can make her feel more useful.

"We did encounter the Blood Demon's creation before, the kind of thing with disgusting tentacles."

Huang briefly described what happened in the small valley and felt that he had not admitted his mistake.

Among the spells used by the various races of Sarkaz, the spells of the Blood Demon are the most disgusting and difficult to distinguish.

"I will take over the rest of the affairs here. Your mission is completed and you can return. If you want to take this Kuranta back, remember to declare it in advance."

Whether it was true or not, what happened next had nothing to do with Huang, and W did not intend to let her stay here.

Huang has made great progress during this period, and has improved a lot compared to when she first came to the Golden Tree. However, the issue related to the blood demon is not something she can intervene now, even if she adds Kuranta.

In fact, W did not plan to act on her own. Her main purpose here was to set up an outpost, collect useful intelligence, and wait for support from others.

The royal court was re-established, Kazdare was restored to unity, and traditional Sarkaz tribes such as banshees and shapeshifters quickly responded to the Demon King's call and obeyed the Regent's orders, with the exception of the Blood Demon.

This group is considered an anomaly among all the Sakaz. They are the most unruly group, and not many people even like them within the Sakaz.

The current Blood Demon King himself is a bloodthirsty madman who even dares to take action against the Demon King. Other Blood Demons who cannot even restrain their blood-sucking impulses are even more extreme.

Ordinary Sakaz people were forced to become mercenaries, but blood demons took pleasure in killing. They hated the existence of order and advocated disordered chaos. Therefore, after the royal court was reestablished, these blood demons who did not want to be bound by rules It became the ethnic group with the largest number of opponents.

That's all, but the blood demons who feed on blood are more powerful than ordinary Sakaz people.

The bloodthirsty impulse obscures their reason and gives them even more crazy destructive power. It is difficult to kill without special means of response.

Faced with a group of near-immortal lunatics, W dare not say that he can deal with it 100%. With Huang's strength, which has not even passed the elite operator assessment, it is impossible to solve the rebellion related to the Blood Demon on his own. Order.

In addition...

With his back to Huang, W's eyes flickered, and he glanced meaningfully at the girl lying on the bed.

What happened this time may not only be caused by the blood demon, but may also involve some old monsters that have been sleeping for a long time.

The resurrection of ancient gods does not seem to be limited to the Yan Kingdom. Those losers of the old era have found something that gives them the courage to make a comeback.

Kazdel is close to the Yan Kingdom, and there are many old antiques who escaped from the God-Slaying War hidden in this land.

"Ah...why is this..."

The cat ears drooped down, Huang was a little reluctant, she still wanted to follow W to learn more.

"The most important thing Kazdaele lacks is fighting. There will be many opportunities in the future. The changes this time are quite sudden. If we really fight, I won't be able to take care of you."

"Besides, there is one lying here. I am not interested in escorting the wounded."

Although they were about the same age, W obviously had more of an 'old-timer' aura. Huang was dwarfed in front of her, and no matter how reluctant he was, he could only nod gloomily.

What W said makes sense. There is a comatose person lying here. He must be sent back for treatment as soon as possible. Otherwise, the devil knows what consequences the blood demon's spell will have. It can be seen from the few people they killed. It will definitely not happen. is a good thing.

Chapter 2 The Knight of the Golden Tree

"Lin Guang, do you have any ideas?"

The motorcycle was driving in the wilderness. Because there was an unconscious and seriously ill patient on the side of the motorcycle, the speed was not very fast. Huang, who was in charge of driving, still had time to chat a few words.

"Huh? What?"

Linguang held Huang's waist with one hand and seemed not to hear clearly.

"I just want to find a job. The operators we recruit here are not limited to combat. There are many categories. If you have other specialties, it's the same as changing directions."

The Big Golden Tree in Kazdale is the headquarters of the Golden Tree. There are quite a lot of job types available here, and compared to combatants, the Golden Tree currently has a greater demand for some medical, scientific research, and engineering operators. .

After all, a lot of full-time combat operators were added after Babita merged with the Golden Tree, which is completely sufficient within the current sphere of influence.

The reason why Huang asked this was because she felt that Linguang didn't seem to like conflict with others. Although Linguang had actively participated in the mission in the valley before, the slight stiffness and silence after returning to the hotel still explained something. question.

"In another direction? Maybe."

Linguang turned his head to look at the girl leaning on the side of the car, pursed his lips, and felt confused.

The armor worn by Casimir was left in the hotel and was not brought back because the car could not carry the weight. The warhammer used for fighting was also thrown into the valley as a disposable prop. Now she has nothing from her homeland on her body. thing.

This feeling is like leaving your past behind.

However, she has yet to find the way forward.

Lin Guang knew that she was lucky enough to escape from Casimir with the help of others, lucky to meet Huang when she first entered Kazdaele, and get help at a critical moment.

Perhaps, with Huang's help, she can find her first job after escaping Casimir and make ends meet.

But then what?

Are you just going to settle down in a corner and survive?What's the point?

"I think you might be quite suitable to be a clerk?"

"There's nothing good about fighting."

"I used to think that practicing more martial arts would be of great use, but later I found that simply being able to fight was of no use. Although I can't fight..."

“Everyone says that you need to be strong to make iron, but if you have the ability to make iron, you must be able to hold your own blacksmith shop.”

"Ah... I'm not very good at talking, but that's what it means anyway. To hang out, you have to be tough, powerful, and have a good background."

Linguang felt confused about his future, Huang stared at the road ahead, babbled, and laughed as he spoke.

This was said to Linguang, and also to herself.

She was once chased all the way and fled into Longmen. Fortunately, she met Chen on the street and joined the Golden Tree. Otherwise, she might have died somewhere long ago, right?

Maybe he will be arrested and do some weird things.

Although it is a tragic thing in the world to have a family destroyed and a family to be destroyed, isn't she still alive?

In fact, she was lucky enough.

The golden tree can help her become stronger quickly, and can also provide her with a backer. One day, she will be able to find out the truth and take revenge.

"background……"

In the back seat, Linguang chewed the word and was speechless.

She is not that old, just about the same age as Huang, but she has experienced many things. Judging from the results, there is no doubt that Huang is right.

In Casimir, she participated in the knight competition as an independent knight, becoming the only knight in the history of the knight competition who won the championship for the first time in the knight competition without sponsorship and without a group, and obtained the title of "Glory Knight".

However, this title did not bring her honor, status, and the ability to change something as she imagined. Instead, she was labeled as an 'infected person' and was hunted down by the Wuxia Alliance. In the end, she was killed by her family and friends. He fled his homeland under the cover of his friends.

If the Linguang family was still as glorious as before, and if the parents had not left, would things have turned out like this?