Man on the ark, forced to become king

Instantly, severed limbs and broken arms were scattered all over the ground.

puff!puff!puff!

Amidst the explosions, the barely perceptible whistling of wind swept through the air. Each soft sound claimed the life of an Ursus mage. In the distance, the Liberi girl set up a large, futuristic-looking gun, loaded with bullets specifically designed for sniping, and reaped the lives of the mages from outside their firing range.

The elite army of just over two hundred men, which was left under Talulah's surprise attack, was wiped out in less than ten minutes by the combined attack of W, Mostima, Lappland and Fiameta.

As the battle subsided, Texas, who had been healing Talulah, withdrew his hand, and the scattered golden light returned to its source.

During the treatment, Talulah witnessed the entire battle, which was nothing short of an overwhelming victory.

To be precise, she only saw W and Lappland's carnage. Mostima stopped attacking after dealing with the aerial cannonballs and spells, and Fiameta was out of her sight.

However, this is still quite impressive.

Ursus' elite troops were utterly powerless against them, like lambs to the slaughter.

Their battle was like child's play; Talulah even felt that each of them was capable of taking on the entire army single-handedly.

Chapter 118 The Great Helmet Representing Bonds

"Hey? Is it over already?"

Useless spent cartridge cases ejected from the gun. Fiameta collected all the spent cartridge cases scattered on the ground and helplessly pressed down on the little head that was leaning over next to her.

"Xiao Le, Remule! How many times have I told you not to touch my ammo box without permission!"

Out of the corner of her eye, Fiameta caught a glimpse of a Sakota girl facing her, her hand secretly reaching into a half-open metal box beside her. She felt utterly exhausted.

Remian's younger sister is far too lively.

Not to mention that Mostima secretly hid her in a suitcase when they left Laterano, which Mostima tacitly approved, as he wanted to use that method to take her out of Laterano and send her to Lungmen.

But along the way, the little guy was never still except when he was sleeping, and he was always eyeing the high-powered bullets in her ammunition box. His clumsy little actions gave Fiameta a lot of headaches.

"Even with protective devices, those bullets aren't completely safe. Don't touch them, understand?"

Fiameta had lost count of how many times she had said this, and Remuel nodded knowingly, her long, bright red hair swaying back and forth.

"I know, I know, I was just looking. I didn't mean to steal it, much less to secretly put it in the gun to see how it would work."

"Haven't you already told me everything?"

Under Remi's reluctant gaze, Fiameta put the large gun back into the box, locked it, and carried it on her back, completely cutting off anyone's spying.

"Your firearm is designed for rapid fire and doesn't use these special bullets. Don't attempt such a dangerous thing. Is the school—"

She fell silent halfway through her sentence.

School? What school?

This quirky and energetic little girl in front of me has blown up her school 17 times in three years, so expecting her to study seriously is simply impossible.

It's fair to say that her existence has caused the school's principal and teachers immense suffering, to the point that they even dream at night of a school building flying into the sky with a loud bang.

It is said that the school even held a celebration party for her graduation.

Even though her sister Remy was so...

Thinking of Remuel's sister, Fiameta's lips twitched, too lazy to think about it anymore.

It can only be said that these two are indeed sisters, and Remy has already surpassed her.

Hopefully, she'll tone it down a bit once she gets to Lungmen and stop blowing things up so easily. Lungmen isn't like Laterano; she and Mostima can't protect her.

"I know, I know."

"Never mind, let's go over there."

Seeing Remule's expression that said "I was wrong, but I'll do it again next time," Fiameta sighed and grabbed her arm, pulling her towards Mostima.

Only when Mostima was around would the little guy quiet down a little, because she was at her wit's end.

……

"What a terrible fire! Did someone mess things up?"

The white wolf carried the blood-dripping longsword on his shoulder, his blood-stained shoes leaving footprints on the ground.

"Tsk, do you need to tell me?"

W glanced sideways at the gloating White Wolf and expertly gave him the middle finger.

Didn't she know she'd messed things up? But there was no other way.

We can't just stand by and watch that little dragon die, can we?

If we arrive early, we can plan ahead.

The problem was that they had just arrived here and were trying to avoid the battlefield when they were attracted by the faint golden tree aura emanating from the little dragon.

By then, Ursus army shells were already flying right over their heads; there was no time left to think about a plan.

They had no choice but to take direct action.

This is really...an unexpected surprise.

Lin Lu's plan was to let her sneak up to Talulah's side without revealing her identity and keep a close watch on her. Unexpectedly, the mission failed before it even started. Unless Talulah doesn't recognize the Golden Tree, how can she hide it?

……

"You are from the Golden Tree?"

The familiar flames, the familiar warm power—without even thinking, Talulah knew exactly where these people came from. The characteristics of that power were too obvious to be mistaken.

"Hmm, we are a squad under the Golden Tree. We detected a shared aura while passing through this battlefield. Who are you? Why do you possess the power of gold?"

Texas remained calm and composed as she gave her answer, even asking a question in return, acting as if she didn't know who Talulah was.

"I, I am..."

Talulah opened her mouth, unsure how to answer the question.

Yes, who is she? Can she be considered a member of the Golden Tree? These people are clearly trying to verify her identity, but she has no identity...

"If it weren't for the fact that the power of gold cannot be obtained through theft, your performance would be hard not to raise suspicion."

With a mix of doubt and contemplation, Texas's performance was flawless, her acting impeccable, keeping Talulah on the edge of her seat.

"Since you don't want to talk about it, then forget it. We have our own missions, so let's part ways here."

"Also, next time you encounter something similar, you'd better run faster, because good luck won't always be on your side."

After saying that, Texas stood up, turned around and left without looking back, giving Mostima a subtle wink.

"Well then, good luck, goodbye."

Mostima understood immediately, patted Talulah on the head before she could speak, and turned to follow Texas.

W and Lappland, who were walking this way, exchanged a glance. Although they didn't know what was going on, they tacitly avoided the route and didn't get close to Talulah's location.

……

"The reaction was very quick."

After walking a little further away and confirming that Talulah couldn't hear them anymore, Mostima spoke softly. Texas, who had been keeping a straight face, breathed a sigh of relief and raised her hand to rub her temples.

"The situation is urgent, and we can't hide our actions. We can only get away with it this way. Fortunately, it seems she knows very little. She probably only knows the name of the Golden Tree and its power characteristics. Otherwise, it would be really hard to fool her."

"But in that case, we can no longer openly infiltrate the Reunion Movement's ranks. Once could be explained by coincidence, but if it happens again, it would seem too deliberate."

Mostima pressed down on Remuel's head with one hand, stopping her a meter away, while talking to Texas.

"Then—"

"Then let's switch to external care. Lappland's hair color is perfect for pulling sleds in the snow, don't you think?"

W, who had followed behind, chimed in, not forgetting to take the opportunity to belittle Lappland.

"Hehe, don't sleep too soundly tonight."

Lappland looked up and smiled, her fingers sliding along the hilt of her sword, the threat unmistakable.

"You two, be quiet."

Texas sighed helplessly, feeling extremely troubled by these two unreliable individuals.

At first, nothing happened. Since everyone was unfamiliar with each other, they all exercised maximum restraint.

But after they got to know each other better, these two equally nasty guys revealed their true colors, and it was as if they couldn't talk to each other without insulting each other every day.

"Given the current situation, we can only switch to external surveillance. We have three people, and if we take turns, we should be able to handle ordinary crises."

Having stopped W's friendly exchange with Lappland, Texas began to ponder what to do next.

Mostima and Fiameta met when they were drawn together by the scent of the Golden Tree while passing through Syracuse. They were not part of the mission team and therefore cannot be counted.

Only the three of them actually came to Ursus to carry out the mission.

It wouldn't be a problem if you managed to infiltrate the enemy team, but it would be somewhat troublesome from a distance.

"I can stay and lend you a hand."

Fiamet suddenly spoke, and W was taken aback, then waved his hand.

"Forget it, wouldn't that make us look incompetent?"