Ark of the Immortal

Vina threw the empty bottle into the empty box next to her.

I will deliver the firewood myself for tomorrow. When you wake up, tell your brothers not to run outside. When I come back, I will say something.

It's all up to you, boss.

Hannah followed Vina's example and threw the empty bottle into the box, then waved her hand and went to sleep in her own bed.

Go to rest early!

Vina stayed by the fire barrel, sitting on the wooden box.

Vina is not sleepy yet. She has just returned from Uptown and there are still some things she needs to think about.

With Morgan's help, Vina didn't feel helpless during this trip to the city.

But this made her realize a problem.

It seems that his enemies regard the Glasgow Gang as their own private soldiers.

Vina hadn't thought about it at all. The Glasgow Gang were all her friends.

But it was impossible for him to leave the Glasgow Gang alone, let alone quit.

If Weena really quits, Hannah will definitely be the first person to rush up and give her a two-punch.

This also means that Wei Na needs to plan their future carefully.

The lollipop in her mouth had a sweet and sour taste along with her saliva. Vina sighed, and her hands fell into her golden hair.

What a headache.

Vina thought.

10.Please protect Melanza

The next day, Wei Na got up very early very rarely.

Almost as soon as it dawned, Wei Na got up from her bed.

After swallowing a piece of cold bread that was not too unpalatable, Vina rummaged through some wood brought back from the uptown area from the warehouse, tied it with a rope, and carried it out of the warehouse.

The daylight had just jumped over the hills, and the firewood delivery girl Miss Vina had already left the stronghold of the Glasgow Gang.

The morning in the lower city is completely different from the morning in the upper city.

In the early morning in the uptown area, hard-working Victoria citizens have already come out to set up stalls, and you can smell the aroma of croissants and cheese on the road. But in Xiacheng District, people usually don’t get up so early.

They were still sleeping at home, worried that if they went out early in the morning they would be targeted by gang members who had just returned to their base.

But Wei Na is not afraid, she is a gang member herself.

Or the leader of a gang.

The police are almost non-existent in the lower town, but only on a few fixed days every year, the police from the upper town will come to the lower town to give those restless people a heavy blow and let them remember that they are citizens of Victoria and not to be too aggressive. There was a fuss.

Therefore, Weina encountered no obstacles at all along the way. After walking for more than ten minutes, she arrived at the entrance of the alley of the undead.

Wei Na stood in front of the Undead Door, raising her hand to knock on the door, when she heard the little girl's exclamation from inside.

Ah! Teacher!

Don't move, your body is very fragile.

But it really hurts...

The little girl's voice was almost crying, it sounded like...

The Evil Workshop of the Undead.avi

Wei Na's heart tightened, could it be Mr. Wandering Soul too? !

She slowly bent down and put her ear to the door, trying to hear what was going on inside.

So what are the undead doing?

Of course it's not what you think.

The undead man heard the footsteps outside and knew that someone was standing at his door.

Creak...

The wooden door was opened, and Vina, who was carefully eavesdropping at the door, was shaken. She slowly raised her head and looked at the tall black figure in front of her.

Vina.

The undead man spoke Vina's name in a hoarse voice.

Sending firewood?

Ah...yes. Wei Na felt a little chilly.

Come in.

The undead man turned around, left the wooden door and returned indoors.

Vina walked in cautiously, and good education and etiquette made her straighten her back. But the tense arms and thighs already showed that she was not calm.

After Wei Na entered, she saw a little girl sitting next to the bonfire, covering her head. The undead man sat next to her, raised his hand to grab a piece of firewood from the firewood pile next to him, and threw it into the fire in front of him. In the pile.

Vina came to the firewood pile and poured the firewood on her back.

Are you here?

When she saw this situation, she knew that things were different from what Wei Na had imagined, but she was still a little confused.

The undead man pointed to Melanza next to him, and then pointed to the floor next to him.

During sword practice, I fell and hit my head.

Melanza cleverly raised her head with drooped ears and looked at Vina who had just walked in with tears in her eyes.

She had seen this sister before.

He seems to be the gang leader from downtown!

With tears still in her eyes, Melanza's eyes suddenly changed. She subconsciously reached out to touch the straight knife placed next to her, but the outstretched hand was grabbed by the undead.

fine.

The immortal said to her.

The firewood guy.

Wei Na naturally felt Melantha's sudden hostility.

In fact, she can understand, because the last time she came here, she asked Mr. Wandering Soul to give her some guidance on her weapon fighting skills.

That time seemed to be Melantha's first time here with the undead. The real battle between the two must have frightened Melantha.

Really?

Melantha glanced at Vina and then at the undead.

After the undead man nodded again, Melanza slowly withdrew her hand that was about to hold the sword.

The undead man reached out and patted the floor next to him, asking Vina to sit down.

sit.

Now that the immortals have said it, Vina is not polite anymore. She sits cross-legged on the dusty floor, facing the fire, letting her exposed white legs feel the warmth of the fire. Her head was originally numb from the cold. The upright golden ears also twitched twice and softened comfortably.

How can I put it, next to the bonfire where the undead continue to burn, it feels so warm.

The sense of security that comes from rising flames, coupled with the good firewood used by the undead and the special ventilation facilities on the roof, makes both Weena and Hannah like to come to the undead to sit there whenever they have nothing to do. .

Vina glanced at Melanza, who was still a little wary over there, reached out and took out two lollipops from her pocket, and threw one to Melanza.

Lollipops, I like to eat them.

Vina tore open the lollipop packaging herself, threw it in her mouth and held it.

Melanza took the lollipop hurriedly and glanced at the undead man.

The immortal ignored Melanza. He was still thinking about whether he should tell Melanza that he might have to leave.

After all, Melanza only said that one lesson would cost five gold coins at that time, and she did not say how long she would teach.

If there is really enough time, the undead might actually hand over all the things he knows to Melanza.

Melanza didn't say anything when she saw the undead man, so she followed Vina's example, unpacking it and holding it in her mouth.

The slightly sour smell numbed Melanza's still aching head.

The purple cat ears on the top of his head stood up and swayed from side to side.

It can be seen that Melanza is very satisfied with this lollipop.

Vina warmed the fire for a while, and then she opened her mouth to express her gratitude to the immortal.

Thank you very much, Mr. Wandering Soul. Hannah told me that without you, there might not be many brothers left in the Glasgow Gang.

They are all friends.

The undead voice came from under the helmet, buzzing.

If you were here, like me.

What he meant was that what the Undead did last night was not just because of employment. The people in the Glasgow Gang had sent firewood to the Undead to some extent, and most of the members respected this wandering spirit man.

If Vina was here, her choice would be the same as that of the undead.

Vina was sad.

When the immortal talked about friends, Weena thought of family members she would never see again.

In fact, it will be a little sad, but Wei Na can't show it.

But Wei Na didn't just come today to say thank you to the undead.

In the future, these things may happen more often.

Vina wanted to test the Immortal's tone and see if the Immortal was willing to continue to be employed by the Glasgow Gang.

If I want to establish a long-term employment relationship with you, would Mr. Wandering Soul be willing?

...

The undead man turned his head and glanced at Vina through the slit in his helmet.

Vina felt that look, and she turned to look at the undead man.

The immortal man did not answer Vina, but turned around and spoke to Melantha.

Rest today.

The undead man stood up, helped Melantha put away the sword, put it in the corner, and helped Melantha put the small bag on her.

When Melanza saw the undead helping to collect things, she immediately knew that the undead wanted her to leave.

The immortal sent Melanza to the door.

Thank you for your hard work, Teacher! Melanza bowed vigorously.

have a good rest.

The undead man paused and added another sentence.

Don't forget, one hundred blows every day.

Know it.

Melanza held her small bag and turned to leave.

The undead man watched Melantha leave the alley, then he closed the door and returned to sit in front of the fire.

Vina heard the undead speak.

I'm leaving.

Vina turned her head to look at the undead in surprise.

The undead man continued to speak.

I hope you can take care of Melanza.

That girl? That's not a problem, as long as we don't run into any trouble.