Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

"Old John, have you heard? All the bigwigs in the royal court are now gathered in the meeting hall. I also saw Her Highness Theresa and General Theresis. No wonder there are so many guards on the street today..."

"Old John, are you listening..."

The worker who was talking saw that Old John didn't respond for a long time, so he reached out and pushed his shoulder.

"Oh, I'm listening. I was a little distracted just now..." Old John shook his head, raised the shovel in his hand with force, and shoveled the ore into the furnace in front of him.

Looking at the blazing flames in the furnace, Old John's eyes gradually became dazed.

......

At this moment in the conference hall, Theresa was distributing a copy of the proposals that needed to be decided at this meeting to everyone.

When it was Ermengarde's turn, Miss Lich stood up and saluted Theresa.

"Hello, Your Highness Theresa. I am Ermengarde, the messenger sent by Teacher Fremont. This is a letter from the teacher."

As she spoke, Ermengarde took out the sealed letter, and Theresa took it and opened it.

The gorgeous words on the letter turned into silk threads, entangled and emerged on the paper, and finally formed a familiar figure.

"Your Highness Theresa, it has been eleven years since the last time the Lich sent an envoy to Kazdel. This time, I heard that your Babel organization has made a major breakthrough in treating Originium disease. As a member of the Sarkaz, the Lich also wants to contribute to the Sarkaz's early victory over Originium disease."

"Ermengard is my most proud student. I sent her to deliver the letter I personally "transcribed" to you. She will stay in Kazdel until the day when Originium disease is completely conquered."

The Ermengarde people were already numb after hearing the contents of the letter. Before she set off, Teacher Fremont only told her to make sure to deliver the letter and to stay in Kazdel for a while and help Her Highness Theresa as much as possible.

Unexpectedly, the teacher dug a big pit for her. How long will it take to completely overcome the Originium disease? Although life span is not a big problem for liches, this is Kazdel.

The research conditions here are not as good as those in Leithania, and there may be no progress even after hundreds of years.

The useful content in the letter ended here, and the rest was just some meaningless polite words. Theresa listened patiently and put the letter away.

"I didn't expect to see liches so soon. I wonder if they are as knowledgeable as Theresa said."

Roy turned his gaze towards Ermengarde, already thinking about how to get her to help him study magic.

"Ms. Ermengarde, thank you for offering the wisdom of the liches to the Sarkaz." Theresa bowed slightly and expressed gratitude to the liches on behalf of the Sarkaz.

"Breakthrough in research on the treatment of Originium disease" was a bait thrown by Theresa to attract the old lich. Unexpectedly, he could hold back.

But...

Theresa looked at Ermengarde, who still had a confused look on her face, and a smile appeared on her lips.

Anyway, what Kazdel needs now is the most basic knowledge, and it’s the same for the old lich and his students.

"I didn't expect the old lich to send people here. It seems that the matter of 'conquering Originium disease' is really tempting for scholars like him." Dukare understood the old lich's character. He was only interested in these things.

Thinking of this, Dukalei couldn't help but have an idea in his mind. As the originator of spells, Roy had not conquered the Originium disease.

Elki, who was sitting next to Ermengarde, heard that "a breakthrough has been made in the research on the treatment of Originium disease", and he became more resolute in his decision to keep Kazdel.

Perhaps I would have the opportunity to see here that the Originium disease that has accompanied Terra's history for nearly ten thousand years will come to an end here.

Theresa continued forward and handed the document in her hand to Elki.

"Ms. Elki, I know you will be returning to the ice field soon, and you have also seen the future of Kazdel in advance. But I still hope that you can make your own judgment after reading these proposals."

"Yes, I will. Thank you, Your Highness." Elki took the document with a smile and began to read it.

"I didn't expect that even the Cyclops who lived far away in the snowfields of the Far North would come, and he even foresaw the future of Kazdel." The Banshee Lord Ramalen looked around and found that Dukare and Neczre were not surprised by the arrival of the Cyclops.

It seemed that they had known for a long time that Ramalen herself was very interested in the Cyclops's vision, and there was still some time before the meeting started anyway.

Lamaren asked Elki who was looking through the information, "Miss Elki, may I ask, what is the future of Kazdel as seen by the Cyclops?"

Elki put down the information in his hand, looked at the Banshee Lord, then looked at the other Lords of the Royal Court, and slowly replied: "The future that Your Highness described in that dream is the future of Kazdel."

"Oh, then I have to work hard to turn my dream into reality." Lamaren smiled after getting the answer, and took the information handed over by Theresa and looked at Roy deliberately.

Roy: “?”

Theresa quickly passed the documents around and returned to the main seat.

"Dear masters of the royal court and envoys who have come from afar, thank you all for coming to attend this royal court meeting. I believe everyone has received the documents, which contain a lot of content. However, the most important topic of this meeting is not in them, but will be announced by me personally."

Theresa paused, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.

"After discussions between Roy and I, we decided to abolish the Royal Court system and rename the Military Committee as the Kazdel People's Council. The current masters of the Royal Courts will become the first members of the People's Council..."

As soon as Theresa finished speaking, a terrifying aura erupted in the conference room. It was Dukare who was sitting next to Niezre.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and materialized blood began to expand outward from under Ducare's seat.

"What a joke! Do you treat the royal court meeting as a game of house?" Ducare reacted violently. Just as he was about to stand up and leave, a hand pressed on his shoulder.

That was Roy's hand. A dark crown rose from between the horns. The pressure from the Demon King pushed Dukare back into his seat.

"Roy, let me go..." Ducare tried to break free from Roy's hand, but the weight of a mountain on his shoulders made it impossible for him to get up.

"Dukare, calm down and wait for Theresa to finish. And..." Roy leaned close to Dukare's ear and whispered, "The blood of Tikaz."

Dukare's pupils contracted instantly, his struggling movements stopped, and the smell of blood and blood were also gone.

"Hmph, let me see what you and His Highness are planning to do." Ducare chose to give up resistance and stay to continue the meeting.

The tense atmosphere disappeared, Roy withdrew his hand, Neczrei put down the staff he had just raised, Ramalen's bone pen that had just stopped turned again, and Tracys put the half-drawn sword blade back into the scabbard.

The meeting continued. Theresa sorted out her thoughts and began to introduce the details of the Kazdel People's Council.