Ark of the Immortal

The immortal nodded.

"Can."

Ceob immediately picked up the cup and drank sip after sip.

Before that, the two of them were walking on the snowy field. If Keob was thirsty, he would grab two handfuls of snow from the snow layer next to him and stuff them into his mouth.

This was also the most convenient way for her to replenish water after arriving in Kjerag.

It had been a long time since she had drank normal water, let alone such a sweet and delicious drink that could warm her body.

"Want something to eat?"

old Benny asked.

"Whatever you have, hurry up. Come and have some."

The undead man said, and he pointed to Keob next to him.

"She's very good at eating."

"OK!"

Old Benny smiled generously. He didn't take the "edible" thing the undead said at all seriously.

An hour later, five bowls and six plates were piled next to me, and I don’t know how many cups of hot milk tea were added.

Keobai stuffed the last piece of stewed animal meat into his mouth, then picked up the bowl and drank all the soup.

She held the bowl with both hands, stretched out her tongue and licked the bottom of the bowl again and again.

When I just had my first bowl of stewed animal meat. If the undead hadn't snatched it away, Kyobe would have almost eaten the bowl together.

Fortunately, this thing was a wooden bowl. If he had used a fired earthen bowl, Keobei would have eaten the bowl with a crunch.

Finally, Ceob placed the bowl that had been licked clean on the table, and she looked at the undead.

"Want more?"

the immortal asked.

"Woo..."

Keob seemed to want to say something, but she quickly frowned.

"belch."

She opened her mouth and burped suddenly, then narrowed her eyes, feeling her full belly, and shook her head at the undead man.

"Full...burp! So full!"

After sticking out her tongue and licking her lips, Kiobe reminisced about the stewed animal meat and various side dishes she had just eaten. She turned to old Benny and said.

"tasty!"

Old Benny was also a little frightened. He forced a smile and nodded to Keob.

"Ah good."

To be honest, he had seen something edible, but never something so edible, and she was still a little girl!

How long have you been hungry in the snowfield? !

Fortunately, I didn't invite them to eat, so I just drank the two cups of hot tea at the beginning.

"How many?"

The undead man took out his money bag.

"Fifty silver coins, including your rent tonight."

Old Benny took out a key from the cabinet next to him and handed it to the undead man.

"Go upstairs, turn right and stay in the penultimate room on the right. I have asked someone to prepare hot water and clothes for you."

"Hard."

The immortal man thanked him gently and threw the money bag in his hand to old Benny in front of him.

Old Benny took the money bag and was about to count it.

Before he could pour out the money from his purse, he heard the undead man asking.

"Do me a favor."

"ah?"

Old Benny raised his head and looked at the undead man in front of him.

The undead man asked old Benny in a very serious tone.

"Do me a small favor. Private matter."

"I..."

Old Benny subconsciously wanted to say I won't help, but suddenly he realized that the bounty hunter in front of him was not the same person as the woman he met in the afternoon.

Well, he was a little nervous today, and the word "private matter" has become an extreme word for him.

"You...speak first, and I'll see if I can help."

In order to prevent the recurrence of myocardial infarction, old Benny left some room.

The undead man approached the bar and spoke in a low voice, solemnly.

"I want a basin or bucket that won't be burned. And some firewood."

"?"That's it?

Old Benny breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

"I'll help you find it right now!"

...

ten minutes later.

The undead man sat in front of a large fired basin filled with firewood.

A long sword twisted into a spiral was inserted into the bottom piece of hard wood and fixed with other pieces of wood.

The fire burned in the basin, illuminating the entire room and bringing a familiar and warm atmosphere.

Even if they stay in a hotel, the undead will never give up the habit of lighting a bonfire.

The window was opened a small crack to ensure air circulation.

Ceob, like the undead, sat before the brazier.

She took off the weapons from her back and took care of them one by one.

This is what little Cenobe values ​​most, and these weapons that can keep her alive are her best friends.

The night is getting late, and the undead man has already taken out his books and is ready to start reading today.

Wait until daytime tomorrow and find old Benny to take over some tasks.

According to the way Kyobe eats, the reserves of the undead will be exhausted within a few days.

Although the amount of meat she ate that day was already terrifying, when converted into ordinary food, the amount was outrageous.

It is not easy to provide Kiobe's daily food.

She eats so much.

"Take a shower and sleep."

The undead man said something to Keob before reading the book.

"Tomorrow, beat the bad guys."

"bath?"

Kyobe raised his dirty face and looked at the undead with doubts.

I'm afraid, this is still the newest vocabulary in her mind.

"bath."

The undead man put down his book and pointed to the door in the wall.

"Go in, there is water, soak in it."

For him, taking a bath has been a long time ago.

But he understands the meaning of taking a bath. I'm afraid this is also knowledge that he has come into contact with in the past that he has forgotten.

Kyobe understood this simple instruction best, and she nodded to show that she understood.

So she put down her weapon and pushed open the compartment door.

Ceob saw a barrel and hot water inside.

Then she jumped in.

When the immortal heard the splash of water, he didn't think much and continued to read the book in his hand.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that Keob opened the compartment door and walked out.

"Don't die, Keobei, take a bath, done!"

Hearing Keob's voice, the undead man subconsciously looked up.

The dirt on his body was soaked away, and the oil stains and blood stains on his hair were almost completely cleaned.

But Kiobe was still wearing his own clothes. These weather-beaten clothes had long been in tatters and were now stained with water. They were even more wet and clinging to his body, exposing a large amount of skin and long growths on his body. The black-purple source stone crystals came out.

The undead man frowned.

He almost forgot that Ciobe's clothes were almost torn.

This is not possible. No matter what kind of protective gear it is, clothing is needed to protect the body during combat.

"There are clothes inside."

The undead man pointed to the compartment again.

"Use a cloth to wipe your hair and dry your body. Wear new clothes."

"oh."

Keob nodded again and ran back to the cubicle with the ears on his head swaying.

The undead man lowered his head again and continued reading.

These two fools have not felt anything is wrong until now, and their exchanges are only a few simple words.

Forget about Kyobe, this kid doesn't even have basic common sense.

But the undead man didn't think there was anything wrong, him!

Well, the undead don't have any common sense in some places either.

Maybe this is why Kyobe subconsciously follows the undead.

67. Enya Shivaash

Early the next morning, the Immortal heard something moving downstairs. He got up, put down the books in his hands and pushed the door open.

Keob was lying on the bed, clutching the soft and warm quilt in her hands and not letting go.

The sleeping position is extremely inelegant. The entire upper body of the person is wrapped in a quilt, and the lower half of the body is exposed.

Fortunately, the clothes Old Benny prepared included pants. Otherwise, if someone sees such a scene, they will definitely not be able to die.

Of course, let’s talk about whether we can beat the immortal.

Walking downstairs, the immortal saw Old Benny preparing today's hot milk tea. He found a seat next to the bar and sat down casually.

"You didn't sleep in so early in the morning. You came down here to watch me, an old man, cooking. You have quite a lot of time."

Old Benny saw the undead man sit down at the bar. He put down the tea in his hand, poured a glass of water for the undead man, and asked.

"what do you want to eat?"

"The next task."