Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

In the warm office, Roy's fingertips flickered with light as he swiped across the document that needed to be signed. A signature that was quite characteristic of Roy appeared on the paper.

There is a rock sculpture by the window, which is a picture of Roy. It was given to him by Mudstone himself after Roy ended the war with Victoria.

The Stonewing Demon will give gargoyle statues to those close to him to express his friendship. But when Mudrock gave this statue, the complex and expectant expression on his face might be more than just friendship.

After learning that Mudstone would look at the window when he was free from work, Roy placed the statue that was originally on the bedside table in the bedroom by the window.

Mudstone is a reserved girl who is not good at expressing her emotions. During the interaction with her yesterday, Roy was keenly aware of the hot magma surging under the heavy rock.

She seemed to have some unusual feelings towards herself as a teacher.

Now putting the statue that Mudyan gave her personally by the window can be regarded as an encouragement to her.

I hope that these seeds buried deep in the soil will one day bloom into beautiful flowers.

The doctor was helping with documents at the assistant's desk. She was wearing a white turtleneck sweater and a black suit today.

The white coat was hung on a hanger by the door along with Roy's jacket.

The slender legs are wrapped in thick black tights and stepped on cotton shoes that have good warmth retention ability.

Sometimes when he was tired from work, he would stretch and make lazy humming sounds, which always attracted Roy's attention inadvertently.

The boots, stained with ice, snow and dew, were placed next to the stove. Under the heat, a faint white mist rose from the boot openings.

He didn't know whether it was athlete's foot or dampness, and Roy couldn't confirm it himself in front of the doctor.

Roy finally finished his morning work as his fingertips brushed across the last document. After stacking the signed documents neatly, Roy stood up and walked behind the doctor.

Feeling the sudden warmth on his shoulder, the doctor's body stiffened for a second, then softened.

"Doctor, how does it feel?" Roy controlled the strength of the massage, and his powerful five fingers kneaded the tense shoulder muscles.

The doctor squinted his eyes comfortably, and his handsome eyebrows relaxed.

"Well... your massage skills are pretty good. How about I ask you to give me a massage when I'm tired next time?"

"Okay, as long as you pay." Roy agreed with a smile.

"Knock, knock, knock..." There was a knock on the office door. "Doctor, are you in there? I want to ask your opinion on something." Theresa's voice came from outside the door.

The doctor's heart tightened, and he patted Roy's arm in panic, asking him to quickly open the door for Theresa.

Seeing the doctor's reaction, Roy smiled helplessly and turned to open the office door.

After Theresa walked into the office, she took off her combat boots and placed them by the stove to warm them.

The doctor straightened his slightly messy sweater, and his red ears were covered by his long hair, but his panicked and evasive eyes were still caught by Theresa.

It must have been Roy who did it. Theresa glared at Roy unhappily and raised her little foot to step hard on Roy's instep.

"Ouch..." Roy pretended to be in pain, but in fact he didn't feel anything special. He was just cooperating with Theresa's performance.

Theresa turned her head and snorted, then turned around, took the Doctor's hand, and sat on the sofa together.

Faced with this kind of problem, Roy had already honed his skin to be as hard as D32 steel, and he shamelessly sat in the empty seat Theresa had reserved for him.

"Te...Theresa, do you want to talk to me about something?" The doctor was a little afraid to face Theresa's gentle eyes and lowered his head like an ostrich.

"It's like this, Requiem is coming soon, and I plan to prepare some gifts for the children in the city. Originally, I was going to ask others to purchase them, but they didn't have time."

"I see that the doctor is very popular among children, so I would like to ask you to go to Longmen to buy gifts. What do you think, Doctor? Haven't you always wanted to go to Yan Country?" Theresa clasped her hands together and said with a smile.

"That's no problem for me. When are we going?" The doctor was very interested in this belated trip to Yan Country.

"Tomorrow morning, I have asked Klosher to prepare in advance and report Rhodes Island's identification code to Longmen."

"But although I can understand the Yan country characters, I can't speak the Yan country language. Will there be any problem in communicating with the merchants?" The doctor was a little embarrassed about this, because she was not able to go to Yan country on her last trip, so she didn't learn the Yan country language.

Unexpectedly, Theresa was prepared for this and nudged Roy with her elbow.

"It's okay. Roy can speak Yan language, so you can ask him to go with you."

"Theresa, how do you know I can speak Yan country?" Roy was very sure that he had never spoken Yan country in front of Theresa, so how could she know.

"Didn't you read an article about Yan Country to Amiya a few days ago? I saw it when I passed by the door." Theresa smiled playfully and winked at Roy.

"Um... I have no problem accompanying the doctor, but my identity may be a little too sensitive. I'm afraid I'll be stopped before I even enter the dragon gate."

Although Roy had joked before that he could disguise himself as a fallen angel, Lungmen's intelligence department must know his appearance, and he would definitely be discovered if he entered the country like this.

"Just disguise yourself." Theresa stood up and cast a spell to transform herself into an ordinary Sarkaz woman in front of Roy and the doctor.

“How is it? Can you spot the flaw? Theresa turned around a few times, with her hands on her hips, looking confident.

Roy reached out and pinched Theresa's face and found that although it looked rough, the touch transmitted from his fingertips was still as smooth and soft as usual.

Under this spell, height and body shape, as well as the shape of horns, hair color, facial features, etc. are all changed.

If he wasn't wearing the same clothes as Theresa, no one would have associated the person in front of him with Theresa.

"If you don't touch her, you can't see any flaws." The doctor looked at Theresa several times, poking her from time to time, but still couldn't see any flaws.

Theresa passed the spell to Roy, and after several attempts, Roy successfully changed his appearance and body shape.

Although the conspicuous crown cannot be taken back, its shape can be changed by magic to become a real halo.

This disguise spell can only change features, not create or delete features, so Roy's tail and horns can only be retained.

From now on, Roy is just an ordinary fallen angel.