Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Roy pulled out the long sword that was deeply inserted into the alloy floor. The friction between the sword and the metal made a harsh sound. Nightingale couldn't stand it and covered her ears.

Shining looked at his hand that had just held the sword, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Roy wanted to put the sword into his own small space so that it would be easy to carry and would not accidentally hurt people around him.

But when he sent the sword into the entrance of the space, the sword actually cut through the closed inner space, flew out of the void, and fell back into Roy's hands.

"Wow!" Roy looked at the sword in his hand in surprise. He didn't expect that this was a weapon with independent consciousness.

"Roy, what's going on with this sword?" Shining came closer and asked worriedly.

After all, in her opinion, this sword of unknown origin is suspected to have its own consciousness, and its danger is self-evident.

Roy briefly explained the origin of the sword and its meaning to the two of them, and Shining finally felt relieved.

Nightingale's focus was on "blood purity" and she asked curiously, "Shining, do you have any special blood? This sword can't hurt you..."

"There was once a demon king among my ancestors. This might be the reason..." Shining vaguely guessed the reason. Even though she was full of disgust for her own bloodlines, they still flowed in her body.

"It turns out that the Shining family is so powerful. Unfortunately, I can't remember anything about the past..." Nightingale talked about his past, and there was confusion and sadness in his tone.

She had tried countless times to make sense of the blurry images and broken scenes in her mind, but it only brought her pain and confusion, and nothing else.

Shining stroked her head and comforted her: "It's okay, Nightingale. It's not necessarily a bad thing to forget the past. Don't force yourself to remember it."

"Yeah." Nightingale responded softly and took Shining's hand.

Shining pulled Nightingale back to sit on the bed, and the moment she turned around, Roy saw the sadness and guilt in Shining's eyes.

"Pardoner, King of Usurpers, Quesatusta... Once I have resolved this war with Victoria, it will be your turn."

Roy had not paid any attention to the injured and escaped Quesatushta before, because he thought there were other things to deal with at the moment and it was not his turn yet.

Now seeing the situation of Shining and the other person, Roy decided to advance the plan and send this demon king, who had lived for thousands of years through the reincarnation of his soul into his descendants, to the Land of Souls himself.

"According to Salus's previous memories, some important experimental bases of the Pardoner are located in Victoria. The old man is probably hiding there."

"Anyway, with the mark left on him before, he can't run away." Roy had already made up his mind.

Roy then turned his gaze to the sword in his hand. If he wanted to carry it with him, he would need a scabbard.

The spell was activated instantly, and the dark materialized Originium energy flowed and wrapped around the sword.

The material of the scabbard is the same as the arm armor of the previous Sarkaz King, both of which are condensed from materialized magic.

This was specially designed by Roy considering the extremely sharp nature of the sword blade. The scabbard is constantly being cut and constantly absorbing surrounding energy to repair itself, thus achieving a dynamic balance.

After completing the scabbard, Roy placed it carefully on the table and then sat down next to Shining.

Nightingale squinted his eyes, rested his head on Shining's shoulder, and swayed his legs gently to the tune of the song he hummed.

Shining told Roy about his plan to buy a new property and sought his opinion.

Roy was also looking forward to living together with Shining. It just so happened that he had planned to settle down in the city, so he decided to purchase the property in the next few days.

After the two finished talking about real estate, they realized that Nightingale had fallen asleep at some point.

"It's late, you should go back and get some rest." Roy whispered in Shining's ear.

"We'll sleep here tonight. The pillows have been brought." Shining supported Nightingale with one hand and lifted the quilt with the other.

Three pillows, white, blue and black, were neatly placed at the head of the bed, and the middle position was still reserved for Roy.

"Haha... So you guys had planned this long ago." Roy smiled bitterly, helped Shining carry Nightingale to the right position, and covered her with a blanket.

"Goodnight, Shining."

"Well, good night..."

The light on the bedside table went out and the room became dim again.

......

It was a dreamless night, waiting for Roy to wake up. The Shining beside him had already disappeared, and the sound of washing came from the bathroom. Nightingale was still sleeping soundly, with a few strands of golden hair falling at the corners of her mouth.

Roy found this somewhat amusing, so he pushed aside her blonde hair, revealing her delicate little face. He gave Nightingale a goodnight (good morning) kiss and then got out of bed.

She slept like a pig last night and didn't respond no matter how I poked her face.

Entering the bathroom, Shining was combing her messy silver hair. Roy helped her gather her cascading silver hair and then tied it up with a hairband.

Shining turned around and pecked Roy on the face, then left the bathroom with a happy smile on his face.

Roy quickly changed his clothes and washed up. When he came out, Nightingale was still sleeping. He smiled helplessly, picked up the sword on the table and went out.

He wanted to check the completion status of the underground base.