Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

"Your Highness Roy, is there any way you can deliver this package to the Holy City of Lateran? Please." The tall and strong man stood in front of the desk and bent over 90 degrees to beg.

Mudstone, who brought him here, took off his helmet and stood aside. She also had something to give to Roy, but she was not in a hurry.

"Your name is Claire, right? Why did you send the package to the Holy City of Lateran? Do you have any acquaintances there?"

"Besides, the stuff in here must be money, right..." Roy took the package in his hand and weighed it. He found that it was quite heavy. It seemed that the amount of money was not small.

"Yes..." The man named Claire, faced with the question raised by Roy, was silent and hesitant for a moment, then decided to tell the truth.

Anyway, in front of the Demon King, any lie will be exposed and will cause His Highness to be disgusted.

"I will send this money to the mother and daughter living in the Holy City of Lateran. They need this money to improve their lives..."

"Claire, he's actually married and has a child..." Mudstone, who was standing aside in a daze, widened his eyes slightly.

She was very surprised about Claire's situation, after all, she had never heard him talk about it.

There are other married people in the team, and they can't wait to brag to their coworkers every day about how good their wives are and how they take care of the family, without caring about those who are still single.

Is there some unspeakable secret behind Claire's concealment of the situation regarding his wife and daughter?

"Are they from Liberia?" Roy continued to ask.

The population of Lateran is mainly Liberian and Sakota. Considering the bad relationship between the Sarkaz and Sakota, Roy subconsciously assumed that Krell's wife was a Liberian.

"No." Claire shook his head and continued.

"They are the Sakota..."

"......" The room fell into silence, and Roy's expression was a little subtle. Mudstone also understood why Claire concealed his marital status.

Claire didn't know whether His Highness would accept the love between Sarkaz and Sakota, so he looked nervous and clenched his fists.

"What's your daughter's name?"

"Cecilia." Claire didn't know why His Highness asked him this question, but he answered truthfully.

"Do you plan to bring them to live in Kazdel? Lateran may not tolerate the mixed blood of Sarkaz and Sakota. Sarkaz are not allowed to enter the holy city of Lateran, but Kazdel has no objection to Sakota entering."

"That depends on Felia's opinion. Besides, Cecilia is still young and has not yet been registered in Lateran due to her identity issues..."

Claire was caught off guard by Roy's sudden proposal and answered hesitantly. Deep down, he certainly hoped that the mother and daughter could come to him so that he could see his lover and daughter every day.

Cecilia can also see her beloved father every day.

"You just need to answer whether you want them and their daughter to move in with you." Roy interrupted Claire.

"I do, but I have to respect Felia and Cecilia's opinions..."

"In that case, explain the situation in the letter. If you are willing to go to Kazdel, let the messenger bring them back along the way." Roy opened the package, took out the letter inside, and handed it to Claire along with the pen.

"I understand. Thank you, Your Highness..." Claire took the pen and paper with mixed feelings. He never thought that things would develop to this point.

Originally, he just wanted to ask His Highness to help send the package to the Holy City of Lateran, but he didn't expect that it would end up taking Felia and Cecilia to Kazdel, which was a result he had never imagined.

Taking a few deep breaths and controlling his hands that were shaking with excitement and nervousness, Claire quickly explained the situation at the end of the letter.

After writing, he folded the letter, put it back into the envelope, and handed it back to Roy.

"Your Highness, I will pay for the courier's trip. I'll trouble you with the package." Claire's eyes were firm. He had just made up his mind to live with Felia and Cecilia.

As the man in this family, I must work hard to give them a better life.

"Well, I'll let Mudstone inform you when there's a reply." Roy nodded to Claire and put away the letter and the large stack of money.

"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Captain... If everything is fine, I'll go back to work." Claire bowed to Mudstone and Roy again to express his gratitude, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Well, go ahead. I still have something to say to His Highness..." Mudstone patted Claire's shoulder and walked him to the door.

......

"I never thought that the Sarkaz would fall in love with Sakota and have their own child." Mudstone was a little thirsty, so he poured a glass of water to moisten his throat.

"The Sarkaz are human, and the Sakota are also human. Of course, they can fall in love. But such love, which happens between two ethnic groups that hate each other, will definitely not be recognized and blessed by the majority of people."

Roy sat down next to Mudstone and poured himself a glass of water.

"Then what's the difference between bringing Krel's wife and daughter to Kazdel and leaving them in the Holy City of Lateran? Both will be subjected to strange looks from others." Mudstone asked in confusion.

"At least they can lean on each other for support and don't have to endure the pain of separation. And I will take the lead in blessing them and try my best to change other people's prejudices about this." Roy drank the water in the cup in one gulp and put the empty cup back on the table.

"By the way, Mud Rock, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Take a look at this letter first." Mudstone took out the letter sent from Ursus from the armor lining.

"Another letter. Do you want me to help you mail it, too?" Roy took the letter in confusion and noticed the address at first glance.

It was sent from Ursus. Could it be sent by Mudstone’s old teammate Big Bob?

"No, I used to be in a team of infected people called the Integration Movement. This letter was sent by the leader of the Integration Movement..."

"Tallulah?" When Roy heard the Reunion Movement, a familiar name instantly appeared in his mind.

"Does Roy know her?" Mudstone tilted her head, somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected that even Roy had heard of the name of the Integration Movement.

"Well, the leader of the Reunion Movement, a pure-blooded Wendigo, is in that team." Roy introduced it to Mudstone as he unfolded the letter.

"The Wendigo is the race that, in the Sarkaz legend, masters the cannibalistic ritual..."

"Yes, has Mudstone seen him?" Roy quickly scanned the contents of the letter and soon understood Tallulah's purpose in looking for Mudstone.

"No, I led the team to Leitania not long after I joined the Reunion." Mudstone shook his head and answered with some regret.

"What does Niyan think about the contents of this letter?" Roy put down the letter in his hand, turned to look at Niyan and asked.

“I was once a member of this team, and if I can help, I’m willing to contribute, but I think the final result may not be very good.

"Tallulah's idea is good, but a little unrealistic. She thinks everything is too simple. Reality and human nature are always cruel..."

"I understand. Mudstone, just do what you want. As for the final result, it may be different from what you expected."