I was raised in the simulator, and I’m really not a bad woman in Ark!

"Ikaros, you must be kidding me, right?"

After all, the idea of ​​a boundary marker exploding is too horrifying.

But Ikaros just smiled, then turned his head slightly and looked at Arturo with a pale golden eye, and said slowly:

"Who knows."

"After all, this is Kazdel. No one knows what the sun will look like the next day, nor does anyone know where their grave and final resting place will be."

A gloomy look flashed across his light golden eyes, which were as bright as gilded gold.

It was the accountability and entanglement of the memories from the past against the Sakota girl at this moment, it was the nightmare and wailing of the former soul that remained forever in this bloody place of betrayal, and it was also the recollection of the past that Ikaros could not bear to recall the most.

Is she...finally back?

It's really a long separation, my "hometown".

Gently caressing the dust and scars covered by the years on the boundary monument, Ikaros used the power of the Demon King that took root and grew in his body to resonate with the Originium crystals in the air. After exploring the space under the boundary monument, he found a booby trap as expected.

However, Ekaros had no intention of dismantling the booby trap.

Because this booby trap will only explode when the boundary marker is moved and the fuse is triggered.

So since there was no direct threat and this booby trap would not pose a threat to most innocent people, Ikaros was too lazy to remove this booby trap that in a sense guarded the border of Kazdel.

"Ekalos, is it okay for you to do this?" Arturo looked at Ekalos, who had stopped him from touching the stone tablet, but now touched the boundary marker, but he was not angry.

She was just a little worried. Although she felt the fluctuations of Ikaros's Originium skills and understood that the other party was clearing mines, Arturo was, after all, just a girl who had lived in a peaceful and tranquil environment in Lateran for more than ten years.

She is not mature enough, nor as paranoid as she was in the original world line.

Facing Arturo's concern, Ikaros smiled knowingly, and took back his hand from Kazdel's boundary marker, turned around and showed Arturo his hand on the boundary marker, smiled and shook his head and replied:

"It's okay. There is indeed a booby trap here, but as long as you don't move the boundary marker, the booby trap won't be triggered, so if you want, Arturo, you can touch it."

“It will be a little dirty, though.”

As Ikaros spoke, he also looked at his hands and saw the thick dust and stains on the rosy white skin.

The girl couldn't help but frown slightly, and the tone of her last sentence became slightly serious.

It's not that Ikaros is a germaphobe. She used to be able to make a living by finding currency and dog tags in the mass grave of corpses. She frowned now only because she showed her not-so-good side to her most important friend.

She didn't want Arturo to see the imperfect side of the girl named Icarus.

This is true no matter where you are or what the circumstances are.

"Is that so? Then I'll just forget it."

Upon hearing this, Arturo felt relieved that he no longer had to worry about the explosion, but he no longer planned to experience the weight of Kazdel's border history. At the same time, he asked Ekaros with some confusion,

"But, Ikaros, why did the Sarkaz bury booby traps under the boundary monument? There shouldn't be any point in doing this, right?"

Arturo didn't think that anyone would have the leisure to come to the border of Kazdel to move boundary markers for fun.

So she really didn't understand why the Sarkaz would do such a meaningless thing.

After hearing the question from Arturo, Ikaros fell into silence for a short time, and a flash of recollection flashed across her pale golden eyes, but the girl finally told Arturo the purpose of the Sarkaz people's actions.

"It's for the last bit of dignity, Arturo."

"The last dignity?" Arturo was obviously more confused after listening to Ekalos' answer.

Seeing this, Ikaros also smiled, and continued to explain in a calm tone with a bit of pity and emotion: "Yes, for the last dignity."

"I don't know if you know, Arturo, that the former Sarkaz was actually called Tikaz."

"The reason why they are called Sarkaz today is because they destroyed countries time and time again, and continuously divided the land belonging to Kazdel, making most of them rootless people. The name Sarkaz also came from this."

"Although they have lost their former glory and homeland, the Sarkaz still long to return to their own land. This is the main reason why most of the Sarkaz would rather stay in Kazdel during the civil war than leave."

"That's probably why some of them planted bombs under the boundary markers."

"After all, to be honest, the Sarkaz have nothing left to lose, and burying bombs under the boundary monument is their last act of defending their homeland's dignity. It can be regarded as giving them some comfort in their hearts."

It is basically a consensus among Terra that the Sarkaz have a strong sense of local sentiment.

In addition, Ikaros had some knowledge of the secrets of Terra and the Sarkaz due to his memories and simulations of his past life, and the girl's experience of living in Kazdel.

It is not difficult to draw such a conclusion.

The heavy answer made Arturo fall into silence for a moment.

This also caused Luciana, who was taking photos and collecting materials, to stop what she was doing and come over. After listening to Ekaros's words seriously, she couldn't help but nodded, looking at Ekaros with some admiration, and agreed.

"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, what Ikaros said should be the truth."

"Although it's a little unbelievable, the Sarkaz are indeed very sensitive to the topic of land, whether it's the princes and nobles, or the children wandering on the street and the mercenaries."

Luciana's last private visit was not without results, so she agreed with Ikaros's inference from the bottom of her heart.

After all, the Sarkaz are just that kind of people.

However, the topic of Tikkaz surprised her a little. Even though she had never heard of this term, Ekalos knew it. But considering Ekalos' past experience, Luciana did not doubt anything.

And she didn't plan to ask any further questions, but just kept it in mind, planning to find an opportunity to discuss this information with the Demon King in the future.

"That's it. But having said so much, Mother Luciana, where are we going next? Where will those who are going to protect you be waiting for you?"

Icarus nodded in agreement with Luciana's words. However, Luciana was not happy for long after being recognized by her good daughter, for she was sweating profusely when she was asked questions by Icarus.

"Uh, this, that, is it probably the village ahead? I see the coordinates on the letter are right here. When the time comes, we just need to find the field staff of the Tower of Babel, and we should be able to get there...right?"

Luciana looked at the deserted wilderness around her, then looked at the small village built not far away next to a little green on the barren plain, and answered uncertainly.

Such an uncertain answer made Ekalos, who was smiling, and Arturo, who was in deep thought, silent.

After a week's journey, they certainly had a clear understanding of how unreliable Luciana, who was usually gentle and virtuous at home, was outside.

But no matter what, it's a bit too outrageous that we don't even know where the pick-up personnel at the final destination are!

"Mom, I really feel that it was a huge mistake for me not to listen to Federico and tie you up in the room to prevent you from going out."

After a long silence, Arturo finally looked at his unreliable mother and said terrible words with a gloomy face.

"Ah...haha, you can't say that, at least there's nothing wrong with where we ended up, right?" Luciana retorted palely.

But actually?

If it weren't for the automatic navigation of Ikaros and System Ena and the constant correction of the route.

By now, they probably have lost their way to some country around Kazdel.

Therefore, even though Icarus, who was standing aside at the moment, wanted to maintain the atmosphere between Arturo and Luciana, the mother and daughter.

But in the end, he could only watch helplessly.

What's more... at the same time they became aware of the village not far away, the Sarkaz in the village also became aware of their arrival.

Moreover, the relationship between Shakota and Sarkaz has always been very bad.

Therefore, there is no need for Ekalos to waste his time thinking about how to ease the atmosphere between Arturo and Luciana.

Reality will force you to give an answer.

"Well, I think it would be better if you guys stopped arguing, Arturo."

"After all, if I'm not mistaken, we're probably going to be in trouble again."

Open the gun's safety pin and slowly inject the Demon King's power into the Originium patterns inside the gun.

Ikaros glanced at the dozen or so tall figures holding weapons walking towards them from afar on the wasteland. A hint of vigilance flashed in his light golden eyes, and he was ready to fight at any time.

In this land of Kazdel, Ikaros is always accustomed to assuming the greatest malice towards all strangers around him.

After all, only in this way can we survive better in this cruel land.

As the title suggests, Didi has recently fallen into a writing bottleneck. She just can't write anything all day long, and when she does write, she feels like it's nothing.

You will also find that recent articles are somewhat boring and the quality has obviously declined.

Suiyi Didi is planning to collect everyone's ideas and thoughts here, and it would be best if you can give some encouragement.

By the way, I also want to take a short break to rest and recover, otherwise I will really die if I continue like this.

Chapter 125: Mercenaries from the Tower of Babel

"Arturo, could you use your Guardian Gun to take a look at what kind of weapons those Sarkaz are holding? Please."

Removing the magazine and counting the number of etched bullets, Ikaros had to prepare for the worst outcome. The previous experience of almost injuring Arturo had already sounded the alarm for her.

She had made up her mind not to let anyone hurt Arturo again.

"Hmm...Okay, I understand, Ikaros." After hearing what Ikaros said, he noticed the Sarkaz approaching from a distance.

Arturo glared at his mother for the last time, then obediently took out the sniper rifle that was almost as tall as a person from behind him.

After aiming at the group of Sarkaz, he observed their attire and weapons through the optical sight.

……

"Stop, we are being targeted by the enemy sniper."

On the barren plain, not far from the border of Kazdel where the girls were, a sturdy Sarkaz man wearing old mercenary clothes but carrying standard equipment saw a flash of light.

Being experienced, he realized what was happening and waved his hand to signal the people around him to stop approaching.

Although he was unhappy that he and his brothers were being targeted by the guns of those hypocritical saints from Lateran.

But because this mission came from the gentle and benevolent prince, even though he disliked those hypocritical Sakotas, he still needed to suppress his dissatisfaction and even greet these guys as if they were distinguished guests.

This really makes these Black Flag Sarkaz very unhappy.

"Boss, I think these Sakota may not be invited by His Highness. After all, His Highness only invited one Sakota, and there are three here. I think it should be okay to teach them a lesson."

However, although the Sarkaz mercenary intended to endure it, not all of his guys had good tempers.

Anyway, a masked Sarkaz man with a broken horn has raised his enhanced crossbow, obviously wanting to teach a lesson to the Sakta who was pointing the scope at them.

Such behavior obviously made the mercenary frown, and then he hit the crossbowman on the head with a slap in dissatisfaction, "Sarkaz, do you have sandworm eggs in your head? No matter how many people there are, as long as one of them is invited by His Highness, then the other Sakotas must also be honored guests."

"If you injure His Highness's guest without any care, you will be punished by those guys in the Human Resources Department.

Besides, aren't you afraid that they will say bad things about us in front of His Highness? Can you use your brain a little bit and stop thinking about your Sarkaz crossbow with foul language every day? "

The crossbowman was obviously confused by his captain's punch and the subsequent rapid-fire words. He subconsciously retracted the crossbow he was about to pick up, and asked stupidly,

"Then, then, big brother, what should we do next? Are we just going to be watched by their snipers all the time?"

"Nonsense, how about you fly over and tell them we have no other intentions?"

"But don't we still have to verify the other party's information? Are we just going to stand there and wait for them to come over before communicating?"

"Well, if you're not afraid of having a hole in your head blasted by the guns of those Sakotas, I have no problem with you continuing on your way."

"..."

At this point, the conversation between the mercenary and the crossbowman obviously stopped, and the surrounding team members were somewhat dissatisfied with their captain's decision and the attitude of the group of Sakota who aimed their guns at them.

But they unanimously decided to accept the royal commission, which required them to wait for a long time in a small village on the border of Kazdel and be ready to pick up a Sakota war correspondent at any time.

So facing the decision of his captain and the current passive situation.

Even though as mercenaries they hated the feeling of being treated like lambs from the bottom of their hearts, in order to complete the mission of His Highness, they had no choice but to obey the orders and requests of their captain.

At the same time, in order to eliminate the vigilance of Ikaros and others in the distance, after stopping their approach, they even began to remove all their weapons on the spot under the command of the mercenaries, and raised their empty hands to salute the Sacotas in the distance.

This is to show that they mean no harm and are not threatening.

……

Beside the off-road vehicle, the breeze from the wilderness lifted Arturo's long black hair as he focused on the scene in the sight.

While Arturo was observing several Sarkaz hundreds of meters away, Ikaros loaded his ammunition and silently marked his Originium skills around him.

As long as those Sarkaz mercenaries dare to launch an attack, whether it is a long-range firefight or close combat, Ikaros can guarantee that after making these preparations, he can protect everyone from injury, leave a profound lesson to the other side, and even grant them eternal sleep.

Fortunately, the leader of the mercenary group that accepted Theresa's commission was a relatively rational Sarkaz, otherwise a farce and terrifying battle would have been inevitable.