Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

The last paragraph of Pope Lateran's letter expressed the hope that Roy could represent Kazdel and go to the Holy City of Lateran to attend the Council of Nations in the near future.

Roy's response to this was that only when the day came when every Sarkaz could enter the Holy City of Lateran unimpeded, would he represent all the Sarkaz in attending the Universal Conference.

It's not that Kazdel needs to get the approval of the Terran nations through Lateran's Universal Conference, but that the Universal Conference needs Kazdel to increase the importance of this conference.

Roy and Theresa did not share the information about the "Originium" with Pope Lateran. On the one hand, they did not trust him, and on the other hand, this thing was too dangerous.

Kazdel has basically gathered all the people related to the previous civilization, so it will be easier to deal with if there is any problem with the "Originium".

Mostima, who was standing outside the office door waiting, was bored and suddenly became concerned about Federico Giallo, a new member of the executive department who had just crashed.

From Lateran to Kazdel, Mostima had the impression that this young man from Sakota was very rational. He followed the rules of action for field missions at every step and was as precise as a machine without any mistakes.

However, all this changed after he saw the black-haired Sakota. Not only did he draw his guard gun in front of the office of the Supreme Leader of Kazdel and point it at his compatriots, he even pulled the trigger.

This would have turned into a serious diplomatic incident if Mastema hadn't used magic to stop it in time.

The black-haired Zacota was none other than Federico's cousin, the wanted criminal in Laterano, Arturo Giallo.

The wanted criminal Arturo did not cast any spell to resist when facing Federico's gun, which was inconsistent with the information that she possessed dangerous spells.

She offered to speak to Federico alone, and Federico asked Mostima for permission.

Considering that this might involve their family affairs and that arresting wanted criminals was the duty of the Enforcement Department, Mostima nodded in agreement.

Worried that Federico might take drastic actions again, Mostima, in his capacity as captain, ordered Federico to hand over the Guardian Gun and would return it to him after the two finished their conversation.

"Let's go, Federico..." Arturo's tone was very flat, without any change at all because Federico was arresting her.

"What is this cunning woman Arturo doing?" Federico followed without hesitation, thinking to himself.

After just entering the executive department, Federico heard a lot about his cousin from his predecessors. She was extremely cunning and often escaped from capture through various means.

That's why when he saw Arturo just now, Federico drew his gun without hesitation, not giving her any chance to play any tricks, but he was stopped by the captain.

Federico followed behind Arturo, his eyes fixed on the long hair that almost fell to the ground. The inky black hair color highlighted the mysterious aura of this Sacotta.

Ever since that incident, Federico could no longer understand his cousin.

The other party seems to have a set of values that are completely different from those of ordinary people. She can do some immoral things without any scruples, but she herself has no intention of repenting.

Arturo led Federico out of the office building and along the path to a bench in the green grass.

She sat down slowly, signaling to Federico with her eyes not to be too nervous, to relax and sit down to talk.

"If you are afraid of my magic, I can tell you directly that my magic has been banned by Mr. Roy. Now I am just an ordinary Sakota."

Arturo raised his head and pulled down the collar of his sweater, revealing the magic pattern on his snow-white neck, and explained to Federico.

"Why did he attack you?" Federico subconsciously thought that Arturo had a conflict with Roy, so he banned her magic.

"Are you worried about me, Federico..." Arturo turned his head and looked at him with a meaningful smile on his face.

"No, I'm just worried that your behavior will affect our mission." Federico replied coldly.

"That's a pity... When I first met Mr. Roy, I asked him to play his emotions, but he ruthlessly rejected me. He then sealed my spell and gave me a severe lesson."

"He used the power of the devil to see through everything about me. He belittled all the efforts I had made to pursue the path in my heart. Hehe..."

"He acknowledged the feasibility of the path I had chosen, but denied the direction I was heading in. He gave me advice and made me rethink myself."

"After this period of time, I can feel that I have changed because of him. It is a wonderful feeling. If my magic is still there, I will definitely play it and let you feel it too."

Arturo stretched out his right hand and placed it on his chest, feeling the emotions that belonged only to him. This was the first time he had such a feeling since his mother left him.

Federico listened to Arturo's story quietly. At this time, he was still wary of Arturo, thinking that this was a tactic she used to escape from pursuit.

But the empathy unique to Sacotta made Federico realize that Arturo in front of him was not lying.

"Federico, do you remember that meadow? The meadow where your mother's funeral was held..."

Arturo's deep dark eyes looked at the grass at her feet, her falling hair covering her face, and she seemed to have returned to the grass in Lateran where her mother's funeral was held.

"Of course I remember. The wanted criminal Arturo Giallo used dangerous Originium techniques to disrupt the order of the crowd for the first time, which caused great adverse effects." Federico read out the records in the executive department word for word.

"Really? What I want to hear is your answer, not that cold document record..." Arturo stood up, opened his instrument case, and took out a black and white cello.

"That day, the funeral was halfway through when it suddenly started raining. You sat on a chair and played the cello. The adults attending the funeral fell into madness under the influence of your spell, and I wanted to rush over to stop you."

"I noticed that you looked very sad, with your brows furrowed and tears flowing from your eyes covering your entire face, but there was a smile on the corner of your mouth. That was the first time I couldn't read your expression..."

Federico was sitting on a bench with his head lowered. The shadows cast by the trees blocked the sunlight, making it impossible to see the expression on his face.

“At that time, I naively thought that if I untied the shackles that bound people in the world, they would be able to live with free will and make choices that followed their own hearts, and everyone would be happy.”

"But I was wrong. When the coffin containing my mother's body was placed in front of me, I felt pain, doubt, confusion... and finally numbness..."

"My mother made a choice to follow her heart, but in the end, that was the result. She must have been in pain and reluctant at the last moment of her life."

"At the funeral that day, I saw everyone had fake sadness on their faces. They insulted my mother's funeral, so I helped them to free themselves and let them show the ugly face under the mask."

"However, my behavior was actually the greatest insult to my mother. She deserved to rest in peace, not a chaotic funeral. I didn't realize this until now."

"I'm sorry, Federico, please give me some more time. After I have completely re-recognized myself, I will take the initiative to return to the Lateran, to that meadow, and play a requiem for my mother."

"This is the only thing I can do for her now." After saying this, Arturo pulled the bow, and sad sounds flowed out from the strings.

Federico looked up at Arturo, who was playing with her eyes closed. A crystal seemed to flash from the corner of her eye and drip onto the grass.