Man on the ark, forced to become king

"Don't even think about it."

Pushing Remule's face away with one hand, W turned to Mostima, who remained calm, and said helplessly, "Can't you do something about her? She's her sister, after all."

No, I am not.

Mostima didn't even flinch, turning a blind eye to her own child's misbehavior.

“Strictly speaking, Xiao Le sneaked into my suitcase and ran out of Laterano without my knowledge. As her sister’s friend, I have an obligation to provide her with appropriate care during this time.”

Got it, non-stick pans! Who the hell could sneak into your suitcase right under your nose and not be noticed?! And where's your suitcase anyway?!

W silently cursed in his heart, too lazy to pay attention to this scoundrel who was blatantly lying.

Has the boss replied yet?

Texas suddenly said something, and it was clear that she wasn't very used to the climate on the snowfield; she seemed to be shivering.

"No, it takes time for fallen leaves to drift over there, it should be soon."

Seeing Remule run over to Fiameta, W breathed a small sigh of relief and took an orange out of her pocket. Seeing this, everyone subconsciously moved away, including Lappland.

If it were anyone else, an orange would just be an orange, but since this thing is in W's hands, nobody knows whether it's a real orange or a bomb disguised as an orange; the latter is even more likely than the former.

"Don't panic, this time it's a real orange."

W offered a casual explanation, but it was clear that no one believed her. She didn't care; she simply peeled off the outer skin, revealing the flesh underneath, broke off a segment, popped it into her mouth, and squinted her eyes in enjoyment before giving Lappland a defiant look.

She didn't actually like eating this stuff that much, mainly because... Lappland hated oranges, so she ate them all the time.

"You bastard!"

Lappland was so menacing that it was easy to suspect she might pounce and bite at any moment—and if Texas hadn't been holding her back, she really would have.

"Let me go! Texas! Let me go! I'm going to bite her to death!"

"Ok."

Texas suddenly released her grip on Lappland's collar. Caught off guard, the struggling white wolf girl used too much force and was slammed into the snow.

"Uh...you guys are having a lot of fun."

A golden glow quietly bloomed, and Lin Lu stepped out of the void beside Mostima, watching this scene with a gradually subtle expression.

They've all become more lively since I last saw them.

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ugh! Boss!"

Lappland tilted her head back from the snowdrift, spitting out snow chips. Upon seeing Lin Lu, she sprang into the air like a cat with its fur standing on end, leaping more than two meters away in an extremely difficult pose.

"..."

Lin Lu subconsciously touched her face, startled by the white wolf girl's overly intense reaction.

"boss!"

"Thank you for your hard work, W."

Lin Lu turned slightly to the side, pulled W, who was rushing towards her, into her arms, and touched her horn.

"Hehe, it's alright, it's alright."

The ruthless mercenary, who kills without blinking an eye, acted like a child at this moment. She only showed this side of herself when she was in front of Lin Lu.

"Welcome back, Xiao Mo. How about a long-awaited hug?"

"no?"

Mostima's usually expressionless face showed a rare expression. She rolled her eyes, pointed her finger, and the red-haired angel who was circling around Fiameta was frozen in place. Then, she was pulled by two golden chains of light and dragged closer.

"Is this the one you were talking about?"

"Yes, she's my friend's sister, and also my sister."

"That's not what you said just now."

W couldn't help but complain, expressing her deep disgust for this double standard, but Mostima ignored her.

"Xiao Le, this is the leader I told you about."

"leader?"

Remule blinked her big eyes thoughtfully, then quickly realized what was happening, placed her hands in front of her, and politely bowed slightly.

"You must be Uncle Lin? Hello."

Hmm? Uncle? Uncle Lin?

Lin Lu was embarrassed and subconsciously touched her face again, wondering if something had gone wrong with her today.

Putting aside his real age, judging from appearances alone, he doesn't seem to be old enough to be called "uncle" by women of that age, does he?

"Uncle Lin?"

Remy tilted her head. She had to admit, the child was quite cute.

Okay, uncle it is, it's just a form of address anyway.

Uncle, I'm not that petty.

Silently adding this to her list of grievances against Mostima, Lin Lu smiled gently and said, "She's a good prospect, Little Mo. Are you planning to let her join the Golden Tree?"

“Her skills are not good enough. She just graduated from school and has no real combat experience. I plan to send her to Penguin Logistics to train her.”

Mostima briefly explained her plan; she originally had other ideas and didn't want to get too close to the child.

After all, it was her sister... Although the child didn't say it, she had never given up on the matter of her sister, which was why she tried every means to follow her.

However, she could not, and should not, speak that truth.

However, she no longer has that concern, because she has found a way to cure Remian, which is within reach.

During her time in Laterano, she used the power of the Golden Tree she possessed to try to heal Remian, with significant results, but unfortunately, it was still just a little short.

That was due to her insufficient mastery of the golden power. If Lin Lu had taken action herself, there would have been no problem.

Chapter 121 May I touch your staff?

"This child's older sister? From what you've said, her injuries shouldn't be serious, right?"

There were some things Mostima didn't want Remule to know, so she pulled Lin Lu and the other person to the very end of the line, leaving Fiameta to lead Remule ahead.

Remuel was very unwilling, but the vast difference in strength meant she was completely suppressed by Fiameta and had no way to break free. She could only accept the situation with a sullen face.

Walking at the back, Lin Lu listened to Mostima talk about Remian's situation and was a little puzzled.

If it's just a problem with her leg, Mostima's abilities should have made it easy to cure. Why couldn't it be cured and why did she have to come to him for help?

"This involves some secrets, and back then... I'm sorry, I can't tell you those things in detail."

"In short, Remian was seriously injured. Her injuries were not just physical damage to her body, but also had a deeper cause that caused her to be in a coma for five years. When I returned to Laterano, I used the healing power of the Golden Tree on her, and she has only just woken up."

"However, the best I can do is help her recover faster. I can't help her stand up again. According to the doctor, it may take three to five years before Remian can try to get out of the wheelchair and move around. I... can't wait that long."

Mostima always had a blank expression, and very little could elicit any obvious emotional fluctuations from her.

But Remian was an exception; she couldn't remain completely calm when that name was mentioned.

It's also possible that it's because Lin Lu, who is standing in front of her, is someone she can trust, which is why she's so eager.

She tried to explain something, but for some reason didn't want to reveal certain secrets, and unusually lost her composure.

"Is the person Fiameta has been trying to catch related to Remian's matter?"

"..."

"Okay, I understand. Everyone has their own secrets, and I won't pry into them."

Mostima didn't answer, but her expression said it all. Lin Lu didn't have the mischievous urge to pry into other people's hidden secrets, so she waved her hand and skipped the topic.

“Since you’ve come to me, I’ll help you with this. It just so happens that I’m planning to go to Lateran later.”

“The person Fiameta has always wanted to catch is the one who seriously injured Remian, who was also our former teammate. Remian and I don’t actually hate that person that much, but Fiameta… there are certain things about Sakorta that she can’t understand. Even after all these years, her hatred hasn’t diminished in the slightest.”

Mostima's expression darkened when Fiameta was mentioned; once she took off her mask, she was no different from an ordinary person.

"Really? I don't mean Fiameta, I mean, you've really let go?"

Looking at Mostima's genuine emotions now, and thinking back to her usual self, it's not hard to guess the answer.

Mostima, who always wears a formulaic smile that seems genuine but actually keeps people at arm's length, probably wasn't always like that.

Moreover, she is a fallen angel.

However, Mostima didn't want to talk about the past, and Lin Lu wouldn't ask about it either; it's best to avoid reopening old wounds.

"I was just saying it casually, don't worry about it. Leave Remüan's matter to me. Judging from Remüan's appearance, her sister must be a good person too."

As she spoke, Lin Lu glanced at the red-haired angel who was being held down by Fiameta and walking ahead of her.

To be honest, he quite liked this personality trait; it was very genuine.

"Xiao Le and Remian are not actually related by blood, but they are indeed sisters, both in their way of thinking and their style of doing things."

Mostima's expression became quite subtle when asked what kind of person Remian was.

She's good at many things, but she just can't handle that guy; he always has her completely under his thumb.