Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

"No, I didn't mean to do that. I just wanted to say that you played very well. But without the use of magic, the emotions contained in the piano sound are a little empty after all.

"If you want to listen, remove the spell cast on me and I can play a song for you right now." Arturo smiled slightly, raised his head, revealing his slender white neck.

The black magic formed a dense pattern, firmly suppressing Arturo's spell that allowed him to sense and play other people's emotions.

"No, I allow you to be here only because your dangerous spell cannot be used. I will only release it for you when Lateran sends someone to pick you up."

Roy was firm and shook his head to reject Arturo's request.

"What a pity! Mr. Roy, doesn't he want to listen to what kind of wonderful music his own soul and emotions can produce?" There was a fanatical and eager light flashing in Arturo's dark eyes.

"..." Roy was silent. He vaguely realized that there must be something hidden in his soul that even he didn't know.

It's just that those things may be related to pre-civilization.

Everything related to the previous civilization needs to be treated with caution. The newly born Terra civilization is too weak for the previous civilization that has long disappeared.

"No need..." Roy still refused, but his attitude was no longer so firm.

"Haha...you hesitated. I will wait for the day when you ask me to play." Arturo keenly noticed Roy's hesitation and looked at him with anticipation in his eyes.

After saying that, she put the cello back into its case and slowly walked towards Outcast in the crowd.

"Roy, that angel lady..." Mudstone walked over and looked at Arturo's leaving back, with inexplicable hostility flashing in his eyes.

"Don't worry about her. She is a wanted criminal in Rutland. Someone will come and take her back soon." Roy reached out and gently touched Mudstone's hair, explaining softly.

"Oh..." Mudstone's tone softened after getting the answer he wanted.

"Mud Rock's performance just now far exceeded my expectations, and Miss Mary's conducting looked very professional."

"Haha...it's the captain who has talent in this area. I only took music lessons for a few weeks and started to teach myself after I was infected with oripathy." Miss Mary, who was also praised by Roy, scratched her head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Miss Mary, there's no need to be so modest. In my opinion, an excellent performer is one who can bring wonderful feelings to the audience." Theresa walked out of the crowd and came to Roy's side.

"Yes! Your Highness is right..."

"Ms. Mary is amazing, much better than the guy next door who plays a crappy guitar all day long..."

"Miss Mary, one more song..."

......

Facing the enthusiastic crowd, Mary was a little overwhelmed. She had only come to assist the captain, but she did not expect to be so popular.

“Theresa, let me introduce you. This is Mudstone, my student who has now become a successful apprentice.”

"Hello, Your Highness. I am Mr. Roy's student, Mudstone." Although Mudstone's voice was relatively low, it gave people the feeling that it was as steady as a rock.

With Roy by her side, she dared to face Theresa, who had the pressure of being the queen.

Miss Shining, Miss Nightingale, or even Miss Doctor could do it, but she couldn't back down, and now she had to fight for her own happiness.

Theresa saw all of Mudstone's little thoughts. She turned her head and glanced at Roy, who responded with a smile.

"I see Miss Mudstone using earth and stone magic. Is she the descendant of the Son of Earth and Stone?" Theresa took the initiative to hold Mudstone's hand and asked softly and gently.

"The teacher said I was..." Mudstone had not expected this to unfold and could only answer subconsciously.

"Are there any elders in the family?"

“I don’t know who my parents are, and I haven’t met other people of my tribe.”

"Feel sorry......"

"It's alright, Your Highness. I'm used to it."

"Did you live in Kazdel before?"

"No, I was a mercenary in Leitania before. After I knew that the civil war in Kazdel was over, I came back with my teammates."

......

Theresa pulled Mudstone aside and asked Roy a series of questions, which made Roy feel like she was matchmaking for them.

As the questions became more and more sensitive, Theresa almost leaned close to Mudstone's ear and asked softly.

Mudstone could only blush and nod or shake his head in response to Theresa's questions, occasionally looking up at Roy.

She wanted to know Roy's attitude, and all Roy responded with were encouraging looks and nods of approval.

"Mudstone, Kazdel is your home from now on. If you encounter any problems in your daily life, please bother Roy. He is the most proactive in this kind of thing."

After questioning Mudstone, Theresa turned around and gave Roy a reproachful look, motioning for him to come over.

She handed Mudstone's hand, which was covered with beads of sweat, to Roy, and then used her body to cover her waist and pinched the soft flesh on Roy's waist.

"Oh..." Roy cried out in pain and held Mudstone's small hand tightly.

"Roy, what's wrong with you..." Mudstone asked hurriedly with concern.

"It's nothing. What Theresa said just now is right. Mudstone, if you have any problems in the future, you can always ask me for help. After all, we are family..."

"Oh!!!" Theresa secretly increased her strength, making Roy's howls even more miserable.

"We are a family..." Niyan was immersed in these words. The pair of white, tender and powerful hands represented the girl's determination to break through confusion and move forward.

She held Roy's hand tightly, with a happy smile on her face: "My future is in your hands..."

Theresa smiled with relief at the sight, and then increased the strength of her hands again.

......

After saying goodbye to the mudstone, Roy interlocked his fingers with Theresa's with one hand, and with the other hand he kept rubbing the soft flesh on his waist that had just endured the challenge.

Theresa was jealous as expected. Although she accepted Mudstone, she still felt a little resentful.

“Theresa, I…”

"Let's not talk about this for now. Let's enjoy this celebration first. Can I invite Mr. Roy to dance with me?"

Theresa had a smirk on her face, but her pink eyes were still gentle, which made her show a different kind of charm.

"Since it is your Highness's invitation, I will respectfully obey your command. But I have never learned to dance, so please forgive me..."

"I'll teach you." Theresa smiled. She was not surprised that Roy couldn't dance.

"That's great. I'm honored to dance with Your Highness." With Theresa teaching him, Roy finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked through the crowd holding Theresa's hand.