Alligator's Ark of Tomorrow

Not to mention, Gard felt that the sword might not be able to unleash its full power for the time being.

After a brief standoff between Gard and Surtr, or more precisely, between Gard and the will within Surtr's sword, the aura of flames surrounding Surtr's eyes slowly dissipated.

She looked up at the crocodile man pressing down on her.

"How long do you intend to stay on me?"

"You mean you admit you lost?"

"Humph."

Surtr turned her head away, avoiding looking at Gard's face, like a sulking little child.

Although Surtr's size was indeed similar to that of a child to Gard, at 1.62 meters tall, he was not even up to Gard's chest.

Surtr's attribute panel appeared in Gard's eyes.

Character: Surtr

Codename: Surtr

Gender: Female

Combat experience: None

Birthday: May 1

Race: Sarkaz

Height: 162cm

Upper bust measurement: 88.11cm

Underbust measurement: 74.83cm

Waist circumference: 59.78cm

Hip circumference: 92.33cm

Osteopathy infection status: Confirmed as infected.

Physical strength: Normal

Battlefield Mobility: Standard

Physiological tolerance: normal

Tactical planning: standard

Combat Techniques: Normal

Originium Arts Adaptability: Defects

Evaluation: An amnesiac Sarkaz girl; something seems to be hidden among the weapons she carries, her true strength unknown.

Surtr's six-dimensional attributes are not bad, they are extremely bad!

If it weren't for Raventin, Gard doubted she would have survived even one night in the hot land.

However, if Surtr wore a school uniform, she could totally play a rebellious high school girl. The white school uniform paired with a black pleated skirt exudes a youthful and beautiful aura.

Below her collarbone, a black off-the-shoulder dress created a deep cleavage. Beneath the tattered hem were a pair of beautiful legs encased in black pantyhose. The distance between the pantyhose and the skirt perfectly showcased that sacred and inviolable territory.

And this beautiful girl actually...

Getting up from the ground, Surtr looked at the dazed Gard and let out a disgruntled snort.

Losing to Gard made her feel a little embarrassed, but Surtr wasn't the kind of person who couldn't accept defeat!

"I'll bring you my dinner tonight!"

"what?"

Seeing Surtr turn and walk away, Gard realized what was happening.

Surtr, have you misunderstood the lizardmen's custom and thought that striking a shield with a sword meant simply a challenge?

Although he felt a little disappointed, Gard did not stop Surtr from turning away.

Because he is not a lizardman, he doesn't care about lizardman etiquette.

Respect is one thing, but whether or not to do it is another.

However, just because Gard doesn't care doesn't mean the other lizardmen don't care.

Several lizardmen, armed with spears, blocked Surtur's path.

They wouldn't let her leave.

Surtr frowned, looking puzzled.

She didn't understand why a group of lizardmen were pointing weapons at her when she was clearly standing up for Laya.

Among the lizardman guards, Mukaka stepped forward and said loudly, "According to the rules, Surtr lost to Gard in a one-on-one battle. From now on, she is Gard's slave. Does anyone have any objections?"

The surrounding lizardmen remained silent, because it was Surtr's own choice. Since she had chosen to challenge Gard, she had to pay the price.

What are they saying?

Finally realizing something was wrong, Surtr turned to look at Gard.

She couldn't understand the lizard people's language.

"These are their rules."

Gard explained to Surtr.

"Here, whether male or female, challenging a member of the opposite sex with a sword and shield signifies courtship. If you win, you marry them; if you lose, you become their slave. This is the price of the 'challenge'."

Surtr pondered for a moment before frowning and saying, "You mean, I'm your slave now?"

"That's the theory."

However, fearing that Surtr might misunderstand, Gard continued.

"But don't worry, I don't like this custom, so I won't follow it. You don't need to care about this custom..."

"Actually, it's not impossible."

"Oh, this."

Surtur's answer caught the crocodile off guard. He couldn't help but wonder if Gavial would beat him up if he brought a female slave back with him.

"Just in case, let me ask you first, do you know what the word 'slave' means?"

"do not know."

Surtr crossed his arms and shook his head.

"But it doesn't matter. Since I lost to you, I'm prepared. As long as you take me away from here, I don't mind paying a price."

Looking into Surtr's innocent eyes, Gard didn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved.

However, despite Surtr losing to him, Surtr wielding the Demon Sword is indeed a formidable force.

Serea and the others certainly wouldn't mind having an extra layer of insurance in the team.

總之。

Welcome to the team.

……

Chapter Seventy-Five: Gard's Foreign Language Lessons

As dusk approaches, the desert landscape turns golden, with countless ripples of sand and gravel resembling solidified waves stretching to the distant golden horizon.

The colossal beast, nearly three stories tall, carried heavy bundles and moved slowly across the sand. In addition to the packs on both sides, there was a wide hanging basket under its waist, in which lay more than a dozen lizardman guards of the caravan.

It's like a truck traveling through the desert, carrying a large amount of goods and accompanying staff, moving along a fixed road.

This is a track located beside the Nightmare Path. It seems that the lizardmen, knowing the dangers contained in the Nightmare Path, drove their camels to specifically avoid the range of Nightmare Dream radiation.

Behind the towering camel followed five dusty dune buggies. Who would have thought that these dune buggies, which now look like scrap metal, were practically brand new just a week ago?

At first, the camels tamed by the lizardmen would look at the vehicles following behind them with curious eyes, but after getting used to it, they quickly stopped caring.

A day earlier, the Lizardman caravan and Rhine Life reached a cooperation agreement with Gard's help.

Rhine Life traded the dragon corpse that Gard had killed and a rearview mirror from a sand vehicle to the lizardman caravan for some local water and food, as well as the right to travel with the caravan.

In this land, caravans sometimes travel together, but more often they choose to travel alone.

Because unfamiliar caravans mean danger, you can't even be sure if the caravan traveling with you is a real caravan or just bandits disguised as caravans.

The dragon corpse was originally Gard's spoils of war, but it was bought by Rhine Labs and the reward will be calculated together after they leave.

However, before the end was reached, Seria silently calculated the reward that she might have to pay Gard for this mission, and couldn't help but sigh.

If it's just a regular tour guide fee, even if it takes a month or two in other places, it might only cost a few hundred thousand Colombian dollars.

However, there will definitely be extra charges for entering dangerous places like hot lands. The price will double for dangerous areas and triple for war zones, provided that the employer can guarantee the guide's safety.

However, in all these days, they not only failed to protect Gard, but were also saved by Gard several times. What Gard did alone was equivalent to several mercenary groups.

How much does it cost to hire a mercenary group?

Does Rhein Life Insurance still have that much liquid cash?

If Gard knew that Rhine Lab was on the verge of bankruptcy, would he still be willing to become the head of the defense department?

Seria leaned back in the car seat, but couldn't help recalling the scenes from her dream. Because of Gard, she didn't need to think about those messy things and could just focus on her research.

Speaking of which, she's not young anymore.

Serea pursed her lips. She had never actually considered finding a partner because, in her mind, emotions were merely an objective cause and effect, a behavioral logic formed by humans packaging egoism.

What she saw and pursued in her dream, and what she thinks now, is it simply because she believes that having Gard join Rhine Lab is something beneficial for Rhine Lab?

If that's the case, then she shouldn't have hesitated at all.

If becoming partners with Gard is beneficial to Rhine's life, then she should not resist such an act, either subjectively or objectively.

She didn't dislike Gard, and Gard probably didn't dislike her either.

That's enough.

This is the objective fact, but subjectively, Serea finds herself resisting it.

Because of racial differences?

Because Gard said he wanted to marry two wives?

Hmm, is this the key point?

Seraya doesn't think so.

She would feel that she was taking advantage of Gard, taking advantage of Gard's kindness and innocence.

Thinking of this, Serea couldn't help but look out the window.

Gard was sitting on the roof of one of the dune buggies, but he wasn't the only one sitting on the roof; Kanerian and Surtur were also there.

Kanerian is one thing, but where did they find that Sarkaz guy named Gard?

Seria recalled the scene of Gard bringing Surtr back yesterday. If it weren't for the fact that Surtr was carrying a greatsword that was taller than her, Seria would never have thought that Surtr was a well-trained combatant.

At this moment, Gard shielded Kanerian from the wind with his back, allowing Kanerian to control some gravel using Originium Arts, and then taught Kanerian and Surtr Colombian language.

"I understand!"

Surtr slung his greatsword across his back, sat cross-legged on the roof of the carriage like Gard, crossed his arms, and nodded.

"In Colombia, 'hello' means to say hello!"

Surtr felt like she remembered something. Had she been to Colombia before?

High-rise buildings, police stations, interrogation rooms...

As Surtr was thinking, a large hand landed on her head and rubbed it.

What are you doing?

Surtr looked at Gard's hand and said with dissatisfaction.

"I'm not a child!"

"Sorry, I couldn't help it, I couldn't help it. Who told you to space out first?"