Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Tara lived on the outskirts of the village, and rustling noises could be heard constantly from the tall and dense reeds in the swamp.

Hunt, who was deliberately let go by Abrana, was now running as fast as he could in the muddy swamp, looking back from time to time to see if there were any pursuers.

"Huff, huff, huff..." Heavy, rapid breathing sounds came out of his mouth, as if there was a broken bellows in his lungs. Every time he breathed, his throat felt like it was on fire, causing Hunter unbearable pain.

Hunter didn't dare to stop, Zoe and Frankie were waiting for him to call for help. Most importantly, he was afraid that he would be caught too.

That Drac was too scary. Frankie and I were no match for it. With just one move, he was grabbed by the neck.

It was obvious that the other party could easily crush his neck, but for some reason the leader of the Deep Pool let him go.

"Run away, you weak ant, hehe... seek help from someone who can stand up to me."

Then Hunter was thrown to the ground by Abrana, who picked up the unconscious Frankie and turned away.

"Frankie, Zoe, you must wait for me... Boss Roy will definitely save you." Hunter could only put away his cowardice and ran into the reeds with his head down.

......

Oak Forest County Landship Port An off-road vehicle slowly drove into Kazdel's landship, and Roy and his two companions returned to the city from Londinium.

The intelligence personnel who were monitoring the Kazdel landship nearby immediately notified the Duke of Wellington of the situation here.

So not long after Roy returned to the landspeeder, the control center received a communication from the Duke of Wellington's flagship, the Gastriel.

"Heh... I didn't expect that the most powerful Grand Duke in Victoria would pay so much attention to a "little person" like me. I'm really flattered..."

Roy raised his feet and placed them on the table, crossed his arms over his chest, and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

Wellington found out as soon as he returned to Oak Forest County. It seemed that there were many people nearby who were always watching his every move.

Now Roy knew which side the people who had followed him all the way were from. It turned out that they were from Wellington.

"If you are considered a nobody, then the Dukes of Victoria are all insects."

"Did you enjoy your trip to Londinium?"

Wellington asked the key question, confirming his action of sending people to monitor Roy.

"Except for the annoying tail following me, everything else is fine."

"Why, you want to investigate the commotion I caused at the Royal Academy of Sciences?" Roy scratched his ears nonchalantly and said calmly.

"No, I don't have that plan. After all, this is another duke's business and has nothing to do with me." The Duke of Wellington didn't care about it, after all, he had not yet moved into Londinium.

"The relationship between you dukes is really interesting. You all are drooling over the vacant throne, yet you have to act like gentlemen and be courteous to each other." Roy teased while also mocking the Duke of Wellington.

"It is true as you said. There are many disagreements among the dukes. But Victoria is still one of the most powerful countries on this earth, and her glory will never fade."

What Wellington meant was that Kazdel was still in a backward and poor state, and there was a huge gap in strength between it and Victoria.

"Speaking of which, I feel in Londinium that many Victorians seem to be dissatisfied with their country and the Duke... Is it because Londinium, as the capital city of Victoria, does not shine the glory below them?"

"Or is this glory just a fantasy that you are indulging in your dreams of the past..."

"You!!!" The Duke of Wellington was angered by Roy's words and was about to argue with him.

Roy unilaterally hung up the call, leaving only the annoying rustling sound in the radio.

"Bang!" The Duke of Wellington slapped the luxurious wooden table, leaving a shallow mark. He hadn't been so angry for a long time.

This unpleasant conversation meant that Kazdel and the Duke of Victoria, represented by the Duke of Wellington, had completely fallen out.

"Old man, you're really no match for me." After hanging up the phone, Roy's irritable mood caused by being monitored instantly improved.

Just when Roy was feeling proud, there was a hurried knock on the door.

"Boss Roy, you're finally back..." The person knocking on the door had a hoarse voice with a hint of crying, and this voice made Roy feel somewhat familiar.

After opening the door, Hunter, dressed in tattered clothes and looking panicked, immediately knelt down in front of Roy and kowtowed, begging him to help Zoe and Frankie.

Roy was confused by this sudden situation, and reached out to help Hunter, who was kneeling on the ground. He found that his clothes seemed to be torn by something sharp, and a bloody mark was cut on the skin below.

The sweat and tears on his face mixed with dust, making a mess, and his whole body smelled like rotten leaves.

"What's going on? Tell me slowly..." Roy took out a clean towel and wiped the sweat off Hunter's face as if performing magic.

"...It's like this, Zoe and Frankie were captured by the people from Deep Pool." Hunter calmed down and told Roy everything he knew.

After listening to Hunter's story, Roy roughly understood the deep reasons why Zoe was captured by Deep Pool.

Shenchi has been busy expanding rapidly recently, and those Tara people who are willing to support and follow them are the valuable assets of the Shenchi leaders.

Abrana used a grand slogan of reviving the nation of Tara and called on the suffering Tara people to join them.

Like Zoe, she runs to someone's doorstep and takes them away openly.

This is equivalent to telling these Tara people who have nowhere to go that besides taking up arms and resisting, they have other ways to get the life they want.

It would be strange if he wasn't caught...

Once the seeds of suspicion are planted, Shenchi's status among the Tara people will decline, and the slogans they shout will also be questioned.

After all, the Deep Pool organization did not really improve the lives of the Tara people. Abrana was just using the hatred in the hearts of the Tara people to achieve her own political goals.

The people of Tara suffered not because they were Tara people, but because Victorian society defined this term specifically for these lowest and most humble people.

Every lowest and weakest person can be a Tara person.

Wellington was also from Tara, but no one dared to make a fuss about his identity as a Tara because he was strong enough.

In Roy's opinion, a revolution supported solely by the fire of hatred will not go far and will soon deviate from its original goal.

As for Frankie and Hunter, they are certainly no match for Drake. The fact that one of them escaped and came back to tip off the enemy was probably because he was let go on purpose.

According to Hunter, he saw a terrifying purple flame burning on the tail of the Drake.

Roy knew it was a sign from his sister, Abbrana, but why was she here?

"Wellington, Abrana, Ravnishi, Deep Pool..." Roy seemed to understand something.

He turned to look at the anxious Hunter, and patted his broad shoulders: "Hunter, wash off the dirt on your body first, and come out with me later."

"Boss, thank you, thank you..." Hunt understood what Roy meant and bowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.