Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

"Ms. Kalina, thank you for your hospitality." After enjoying the delicious meal prepared by Reiner's mother, Roy did not stay any longer and left with Shining and Nightingale.

"Mr. Roy, please walk slowly. Let Reiner take you back. He is more familiar with the area." Reiner's mother pushed Reiner from behind.

"Okay, thank you for bothering Reiner then." Roy did not reject Reiner's mother's kindness and nodded in agreement.

With Reiner leading the way, Roy and the others no longer had to walk through narrow, dark, sewage-filled alleys, but could walk on clean and tidy streets.

The group soon arrived at the landship port in Oak Forest County. "Reiner, we're here. That landship belongs to Kazdel." Roy patted Reiner's shoulder and pointed to a ship docked at the port.

"What a huge landship! Much bigger than the ones next to it. How much cargo can it carry?" It was Reiner's first time observing a landship up close, and he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"Want to go in and have a look?"

Reiner looked at the landship with desire in his eyes, but in the end he shook his head and rejected Roy's invitation.

"My mother is waiting for me at home. She has never seen what the interior of a land cruiser looks like. I want to take her in to see it."

"Okay, you decide for yourself." Roy rubbed Reiner's little head with his big hand and stepped into the landship.

......

In the central city of Oak Forest County, at the Duke of Caster's estate, in the magnificently decorated reception room.

The Iron Duke Wellington takes Abramana to attend negotiations with the Duke of Caster.

"Why do you want to bring me along? Isn't this a party for you and your old friends?" Abrana asked softly, playing with the burning purple flame in her hand.

"As the leader of Deep Pool, you are the focus of this meeting."

"Heh..." Abrana smiled slightly, and a hint of impatience flashed in her emerald dragon eyes.

The two waited in the reception room for nearly an hour before the Duke of Caster finally arrived.

His wrinkled face was filled with anger, and he kept cursing under his breath: "Those damn demons actually dared to come and threaten me."

Duke Wellington looked up at Duke Caister and slowly asked, "Caister, it's been a while since we last met. How did you become so destitute that even the Sarkaz can threaten you?"

Abrana paused slightly in playing with the flame in her hand. She realized that the Duke of Wellington was teasing and ridiculing the Duke of Caster. She didn't expect that the old man would have such thoughts.

"Oh, Wellington, you don't have to make sarcastic remarks here. Don't you want to discuss cooperation? Just tell me what you want to do."

"Oh, there's another Drakkar, the one in Deep Pool?"

The Duke of Caster noticed Abramana sitting next to Wellington, raised his eyebrows, sat gracefully on the sofa opposite the Iron Duke, picked up the teacup and drank a sip of water to calm his anger.

"In that case, I won't beat around the bush. I need your help to get her to the throne of Londinium." The Iron Duke looked at Abranah.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Duke Caister was choked by the warm water she had just put into his mouth, and he kept coughing for a while.

"Are you getting old and having problems with your brain? Cough cough cough..." Duke Caister cursed while coughing.

"Cast, I am clear-headed. I was once a Tara person. You and I both know the status of Tara people in Victoria. Tara people are one of the founders of this country. Draco is qualified to inherit the throne of Victoria."

"It is most appropriate to let Draque, who represents the people of Tara, ascend the throne. No one will question her qualifications."

"But..." Duke Caister wanted to retort, but was forced back by the sharp eyes of the Iron Duke.

"After the Four Emperors' War, I chose the Tara region as my territory. After so many years, the status of the Tara people has not changed at all."

"Victoria is in turmoil right now, with internal conflicts. The throne has been vacant for more than a decade, and everyone is eyeing the crown."

"I am old, and I don't know how long I can live. Before I die, I want to see the Tara ascend the throne."

"Cast, I hope you can think carefully about whether to reject my request." The Iron Duke seemed to be asking, but his tone was firm and could not be refuted.

He was like a lion commanding a group of lions, and his powerful aura firmly suppressed the Duke of Caister.

At this moment, he looked more like an Aslan than a real Aslan.

"What a lunatic..." Duke Caister's pupils trembled, and he swallowed hard. She knew that if she refused, the white-haired old man in front of her would...

The enemy's fleet docked outside the city would immediately move out and use countless naval guns to force her to surrender.

"I will join you..." At this time, Duke Caister found that he had no way out. From the beginning of this meeting, the two sides were unequal.

"A very wise choice." The Duke of Wellington retracted his momentum, as if nothing had happened.

"Ms. Caister, Shenchi will not let you down. It's a pleasure to work with you." Abraham raised a confident smile and extended his right hand to Duke Caister.

"Huh, what a proud red dragon you are." The Duke of Caster was defeated by the Duke of Wellington and reluctantly shook the hand extended by Abrana.

"Let's talk about it next." With Duke Caister agreeing to join, the three's formal cooperation talks had just begun.

......

A village where Tara people gather in the suburbs of Oak Forest County. This is the stronghold that Shenchi has set up in Oak Forest County.

A young Draco, surrounded by Deep Pool cadres, came here to develop and expand the power of Deep Pool.

At this time, Lavshini (Reed) was looking through and organizing the work reports of the recent period with the help of the dim Originium lamp.

Compared to fighting, Ravshini prefers handling paperwork.

"Bang, bang, bang..." There were knocks on the simple wooden door, and an inexplicable palpitation came over her. Ravshini stopped writing with her fountain pen and instead held the staff beside her.

"Please come in!" Lavshini tightened her face and said calmly.

The familiar purple flame seeped in from outside the door, and a biting cold filled the small space.

Rafshini stomped her staff lightly, and the golden and hot flames collided with the purple flames and disappeared into thin air.

"It seems that you have made great progress during the time I was away, and you have lived up to the blood in your body." Abrana wore a bone-colored mask on her face and was wrapped in a black cloak.

As the thick tail swung, the purple flame at the tip of the tail burned quietly.

After Abrana entered the room, she took off her hood and mask, revealing a delicate face that was exactly the same as Ravshini's.

"Long time no see, my dear sister, Ravshini."