Ancient Dragon in Arknights

The three officers exchanged glances. What agreement had they reached? Nesario didn't know; he only knew that he had chosen the best course of action.

"Then let's do it that way. Next, we need to talk about some more important things."

'come yet? '

"Please say."

The seemingly mild-mannered officer in the middle took out a lot of documents from a file folder on the side. As can be seen from the picture above, this was a report on the on-site investigation.

"This is?"

Nesario used the skill: Feign Stupidity!

"Reports on the inside of the pipes, the Sarkaz autopsy, and so on. Nesario, hiding your strength and concealing your edge is indeed a smart move, but sometimes, the truth will out."

bang bang dong!

The officer finally revealed his true intentions—but the truth will out. What does this phrase allude to? When people in Victoria mentioned fire, who was the first person they thought of?

"Um...actually, I can explain. There must be some shortcomings in the on-site investigation—what is the death toll stated in the report?"

"Seven people, all of them are Sarkaz."

"Yes, that's the problem. There are eight dead."

"!?"

"Impossible. Investigators arrived at the battlefield immediately, and elite troops were dispatched afterward to search for relevant clues. The bodies, once pieced together, were indeed seven!"

Wow—it seems this incident really hit Lentinium hard. They went to so much trouble, only to find out they'd made a mistake. I wonder what those so-called elites will think when they find out.

“Normally, that’s how it is—but, sirs. There’s a situation—that would turn a person’s body to dust, along with an Originium explosion.”

Bang! Bang!

The teacups and saucers on the coffee table clinked together, their crisp sounds seeming to foreshadow the wavering hearts of the superiors.

"You mean—late-stage infected individuals?"

Chapter 106 Seamless

"They were late-stage infected. At the very beginning of the conflict, there were eight people in the Sarkaz team. One of them was a warlock, but we didn't expect him to be an infected. He overused his spells and then exploded."

Actually, the explosion was caused by Nesario's own recklessness in provoking others.

But the dead can't speak, so in order to make the living Nesario more comfortable, the dead have to suffer.

"You mean—the Sarkaz died because of the Infected explosion?"

"There were a few who slipped through the net, but I managed to take care of them. To be honest, it was very dangerous, and you could even say it was a bit of a coincidence."

"Oh? Tell me."

The three officers calmed down for the time being. The fact that a late-stage infected person had infiltrated Lontinim was the most dangerous news, and they had already ordered the military to investigate thoroughly. Until the results were in, they could only listen to Nesario's story.

"As we all know, the demons are very skilled in Originium Arts, and the types of arts are quite complex. That infected warlock released many spells before he died, which I personally believe were mental spells... because my memory of that period is very vague."

Nesario’s lies may seem full of holes right now, but in reality—they are flawless!

After all, there was indeed an infected warlock, but he was now dead. Nesario didn't believe that the Victorian military could resurrect someone who had been blown to smithereens and deduce what had happened to him.

"Are you saying you don't remember anything?"

"Of course not. Although it's blurry, I still have a general idea. I probably defeated the enemy by relying on powerful Originium Arts."

"Stop! Originium Arts? That's interesting, Nesario. According to the entrance exam, your Originium Arts seem to be: Flawed?"

"Damn it, don't give me a chance, or I'll really punch you in the nose!"

Upon hearing Nesario's words, the old man on the left instantly became aggressive, as if he had grasped a crucial clue. Seeing his smug expression, Nesario was extremely displeased.

“Sir, that’s what I find incredible. I know I can’t use Originium Arts, but what if Originium Extract leaked into the air? At that time, there was a lot of Originium energy in the air, and maybe this unique environment helped.”

This was a plan that Nesario and Lothiri had been discussing for a long time. All the suspicious points at the scene were connected by lies, the logic was sound, and the result was consistent, so this must be the truth!

"Indeed... the cargo transported by the Sarkaz was a batch of Originium Elixir, and the on-site report also confirmed that some of the elixir was damaged."

"Of course, the above is just speculation, but this is the one thing that I am certain of."

Nesario picked up a photograph from the table—a photograph of a bone spur, with the test results attached.

"This bone spike is probably my Originium Arts."

Nesario had previously taken the opportunity to peek at the test report—after professional testing, it was found that most of the thorns were composed of calcium and keratin, and the energy conductivity of the Originium was acceptable, with no other characteristics found.

It seems the researchers' thinking wasn't broad enough. If they soaked these thorns in a high-concentration Originium solution, they might be able to find the so-called characteristics.

Of course, it's unclear whether the thorns grown by Neltharion's half-baked "Nergigante" possess the characteristics of Nergigante.

Why do you think that?

"Because I have an older sister who is different from me; she displayed extraordinary Originium Arts from a young age. Her Originium Arts is calcification manipulation, and these thorns..."

Nesario went through all the funny things in his life and then forced himself not to laugh—his feigned seriousness had different meanings in the eyes of the three officers.

'I couldn't use Originium Arts before, but now it seems there's still a chance?'

"How about you give us a performance now?"

"Um... Sir, let's not talk about the staff. I can't perform it because I don't know how to use Originium Arts... and my memory of it is very vague."

Neltharion was indeed unable to use Nergigante's power again. After Neltharion pulled out the spike that had grown from its heart, Nergigante's power seemed to have fallen into a dormant state. No matter how he tried, no new spikes grew.

Otherwise, he would have taken this opportunity to make it a well-known fact that he had learned Originium Arts, making it easier for him to use his abilities in the future.

"...A teacher will be arranged to test you afterwards, but you can try to feel it yourself before that."

"One last thing, Nesario—what's the relationship between you and these other guys?"

The amiable officer produced several more reports—this time, they were character investigations.

Photos of Vina, Indra, and Morgan were prominently displayed.

"..."

'Is it still impossible to get around it...?'

Before entering the room, Nesario and Losilly had simulated it, anticipating all possible problems.

Among the most difficult issues was Vina's identity.

'This old guy in front of me seems to be hiding something... What will Vina's answer be?'

Many people in Victoria would not be happy to see Aslan and Drak getting together. Although Nesario's Vayvan disguise has not completely fallen off, it has already been speculated by some people.

Therefore—it's best for him and Vina not to get too close.

“These three men are key members of the Glasgow gang in the Sadien district. Gang culture is very prevalent in some cities in Colombia; so Colombians can seek the protection and help of gangs when necessary.”

“During my first week in Lentinium, I got involved in a turf war with a gang, which is how I met these three men. They were short of money, and I needed help in Lentinium, so we made a deal.”

“If this violates the school rules, I am willing to accept the punishment. If they have to be sent to prison, I also agree.”

'Sorry, if I really get inside, I'll have my Palico bring me food.'

Neltharion's attitude at this moment was extremely ruthless, making him a complete traitor; but this was reassuring, given Vina's hatred for Drak and Neltharion's two-faced behavior.

It seems that the situation is not as urgent as some people think.

"Unfortunately, the Glasgow Gang's only mistake was trespassing into a restricted area, but since they accepted your commission, you will also bear the responsibility for them."

"Yes, sir."

After the interrogation ended, Nesario left the suffocating room.

As he walked away, the three people inside the house started a new round of discussion. Nesario had no way of knowing what they were talking about, but one thing was certain—this matter was not completely over yet.

Chapter 107 Trying to escape? You won't get the chance.

Time passed, and two weeks had gone by since the exercise. In that week, Nesario had fully recovered from his injuries, and all those who wanted to investigate him had come. Did they get the results they wanted? Nesario didn't know. He only knew that he had done his best.

The new week began with the vice principal personally announcing Nesario's commendation at the morning assembly and explaining why the exercise had fallen through. Although the news had already spread among the students, the lack of an official statement led to increasingly outlandish versions circulating.

The crowd erupted in uproar upon learning that Neltharion had single-handedly taken on an entire squad of fully armed Sarkaz mercenaries and wiped them out—this was no small matter!

Sarkaz mercenaries are marked as particularly dangerous even in military textbooks as hypothetical enemies. These guys not only have high physical abilities and excellent Originium Arts, but more importantly—they have a moral compass that is lower than that of normal people.

Many threats are ineffective against Sarkaz, and many cruel tricks are commonplace in his hands. Anyone who encounters Sarkaz is bound to be unlucky.

Nesario's victory was as unbelievable as one infantryman defeating 13 cavalrymen on flat ground.

If Nesario's reputation at school before was merely "this guy seems strong," after today—all the students at the Royal Guard Academy know him as an unbelievably powerful monster! His strength is undeniable!

I'm sure there will be a steady stream of "friendships" coming your way, but unfortunately, Nesario has already formed his own little group. He's the only male in the team, and the other girls are all incredibly strong. With this kind of treatment, who would want to switch teams?

Of course—besides his honors, Nesario's file also has a stain; his unauthorized actions caused significant losses, and I believe his future resume will pique the curiosity of every interviewer.

......

"Oh, I've heard about it. The great hero of the Royal Guard Academy."

"Ha, it's all talk and no action."

In his dormitory, Nesario was communicating with Alleide—because of Nesario's current special circumstances, he was very likely being monitored.

But this wasn't difficult for Allardy; a specially made communicator and a private communication line—things Cumberland could easily provide.

"Besides teasing me, I think you must have something else on your mind, right?"

"Yes. Because of this mess, Lentinium is in complete chaos, with Originium reagents and late-stage infected; clearly, someone wants to create a big scandal in Lentinium. So you've really become a hero this time."

"Oh."

Nesario responded coldly, believing that the matter had nothing to do with him.

"Don't you care about the mastermind behind this?"

Aleide was somewhat speechless; she had thought Nesario would be more concerned about such matters.

"What do I care? Even if Lontinim is attacked, as long as it doesn't affect me, it doesn't matter."

"That's a really heartless statement."