Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

The scholars successfully sealed the sarcophagus, but the emperor, unable to open it, would not allow those who knew the information to live and thus reveal it to other countries—so some people betrayed their colleagues at the research institute in order to protect themselves.

As a result, the sarcophagus could not be opened, all those involved died, and the traitors fled Ursus.

However, even rumors of this magnitude are taboo within Ursus.

“When I learned of Sergei’s death—the father of your colleague ‘Bonebreaker’—I knew it was the work of someone connected to the ‘sarcophagus’. I just didn’t expect it to be you. You insist I’m a traitor, and I only escaped by chance. It’s not surprising that you want revenge against the survivors and against the Ursus Emperor. But you should know that your father risked his life to buy time for the few who escaped, and sent me to Syracuse, not to have you do what you are doing now.”

Kal'tsit withdrew her hand, looking calmly at the Kingslayer who was beginning to waver because of her story.

wrong!

She's a traitor!

Such a voice echoed in the mind of the regicide.

Traitors must pay the price!

That's what keeps her alive until now.

Are you begging for your life?

"I'm explaining."

"Then I've heard enough."

Kal'tsit had already sensed that the girl in front of her was gradually being dominated by anger and hatred.

As the killing intent began to rise, a figure equally sensitive to killing intent emerged from Kal'tsit's shadow and flashed into the room.

“Red, there’s no need to kill her.”

Kal'tsit's instructions were met with a gentle nod from Red. Inside her deep red coat, as Red flipped her hand, a sharp dagger was revealed, fixed within.

"Kill me? How dare you!"

Even when the regicide has nothing in his hands, he still chooses to respond and retaliate.

However, her reply caused both Kal'tsit and Red to show surprised expressions.

"Why...aren't you afraid of being famous at all?"

The Red Cross may smile, but it will never smile in front of the targets designated by Kal'tsit.

But now, she showed a deeply moved expression, grinning like an innocent child, as she pulled out a gleaming dagger from inside her coat.

"Kal'tsit, Red...can Red be friends with her?"

[Main Text] Rhodes Island Walk Guide: Chapter Fourteen Since that's the case, let's abandon technology!

Red, whose identity is unknown and whose resume is missing, is received, supervised, and guaranteed by Dr. Kal'tsit. She has demonstrated exceptional talent and outstanding achievements in mobile operations, special operations, and covert operations.

Currently, under the guidance of Dr. Kal'tsit, she serves Rhodes Island as a special operations operator.

This is how most people who know Hong understand her.

It is also the only content that can be found directly.

Because other related records have been deliberately hidden.

For example, not many people know where she learned her skillful stealth killing techniques.

No one knows why she always tells some Lupo operators "you are not a wolf" and doesn't consider herself a "wolf".

At the same time, many people, even if curious, did not understand why she could make some normally strong Lupo people tremble in her presence, while Red herself did not take any aggressive actions and simply stood there.

Her identity is unbelievable, and her skills are naive yet cruel.

In her daily life, Hong is a seemingly harmless and taciturn girl who occasionally does some childish things that make people laugh and cry, such as hugging a certain big tail that is swaggering around.

However, the operators who unfortunately went into battle with her during missions and were lucky enough to survive all called her "the Grim Reaper wearing Little Red Riding Hood".

The instinctive fear that the Lupo operators have for her has fueled her legend on Rhodes Island.

For Red, however, it only brought immense confusion. —Red just wanted to pat everyone's tails, so why was everyone afraid of Red? Had Red done something wrong?

Red simply breathes, eats, walks, kills, and searches for wolves—all very ordinary activities.

Red and everyone else are Lupo, not wolves, so Red won't hurt them.

...But why is everyone running away?

This daily confusion finally disappeared after she met the king killer.

Because there really are people like her, who are Rupert, yet who are not afraid of themselves.

"Kal'tsit said she won't kill you, so please be friends with Red!"

"Who...who wants to be your friend!"

A regicide is an assassin who knows how to sense or conceal murderous intent.

The Kingslayer could tell from the red's happy smile that it wasn't the morbid pleasure of a deranged killer discovering prey, but pure joy, devoid of any murderous intent.

To say such strange things as if it were perfectly natural only proves that the other person's own views are distorted by some influence.

"Don't move... Red won't hurt you... It's just that your arm will be dislocated so you can't move it for a while, it won't hurt too much!"

The chilling words sent a shiver down the spine of the kingslayer, while Red wagged her tail excitedly, approaching her "friend" step by step.

"Kal'tsit! You...you actually kept such a monster as a pet! You're definitely no good!!"

In the eyes of the Kingslayer, Red is an "abnormal being" who is far removed from normal people, and Kal'tsit, who uses her to do things for her, is already a dirty person in the Kingslayer's mind, just as she originally expected.

"This child is just very innocent. Also, even if you're not afraid of her, I think the right choice is to follow her advice and not resist."

Kal'tsit seemed quite interested in the Kingslayer's fearlessness of the Red, but she simply stood outside the confinement room like a spectator, showing no intention of getting involved herself.

Not afraid?

How could that be? Of course I'm afraid of her.

This was the cry that had been in the heart of the regicide ever since he saw red, but he couldn't just shout it out directly.

The regicide was aware that his current fear of red was actually without any reason.

It's like a rough splinter slowly approaching between your fingers; if you don't avoid it, it will cause both physical and psychological harm.

By fighting against the Red King, the Kingslayer anticipated that he would suffer something worse than death.

Yet she could still speak, move her body, and even show signs of resistance or attempt to escape.

Because she had already experienced the immense fear of "giving up even on the run" at Lungmen.

Having experienced that kind of fear, the regicide felt at most a little pressure when facing Red.

The Kingslayer overcame the fear that the Red gave to the Lupo.

All that's left is to defeat Red.

Now she has no weapons, and the only way out in the narrow space is blocked by Red, so the cover of Originium Arts has become meaningless.

The skills she possessed were useless in this situation.

But the Kingslayer did not despair, because her encounter at Lungmen not only gave her experience in facing fear, but more importantly, she learned a lesson—fancy techniques are useless against powerful strength, and it is better to take a gamble than to waste her energy.

She understood. She was a regicide.

Since technology is useless, she will abandon it!

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!! I'm not afraid of you at all!!!"

The Kingslayer unleashed an ancient technique that even Kal'tsit couldn't help but widen her eyes in astonishment—the Pitram Fist.

This is a mysterious martial art that has existed in the Yan Kingdom since ancient times.

Users need to spin their arms at high speed and shout as they charge at their opponent, abandoning all fancy techniques to deliver an unexpected blow to the enemy.

"Instead of running away, she actively approached Red...?"

Seeing the king-slayer charging straight at him, his face contorted with rage and tears streaming down his face, swinging his fists like windmills, Hong revealed the happiest smile of the day.

Then, with that radiant expression, Red sidestepped the Kingslayer's fist, grabbed her wrist, pressed down on her shoulder, and slammed the Kingslayer to the ground.

"...Hong is so happy!"

Overcoming fear is a very important part of becoming stronger.

However, even after overcoming his fear, the kingslayer proved that "not being afraid" and "being able to win" are two different things.

"...What an incredibly rare sight...I clearly sent her to Syracuse, so why is she using Yan Kingdom martial arts?"

Kal'tsit spoke with an unusually questioning tone, addressing the Kingslayer who was being held down and struggling beneath Red:

“I won’t lock you up again, but I don’t want you to leave here on your own. With Chernobog destroyed, the secrets of the sarcophagus will be hard to find. With Integration destroyed, the Infected will still face a severe situation. So, stay on Rhodes Island for now and let Red and you get along well.”

"Really?"

"real!?"

The same content, but completely different emotions, instantly accompanied by the two shouts, seemed to resound throughout the entire Rhodes Island.

Image: "Friends First", Location: "Images/1602931648-100197741-106108949.jpg"

"You said you also met another Reunion Movement cadre in Lungmen?"

Meanwhile, Tomath was in Rhodes Island's cafeteria, showing off his astonishing appetite while talking to Frostnova.

"Oh right... what was his name? 'Kingslayer'? Then a bunch of messy things happened, and then Chernobog was blown up."

Despite Tomat's gestures, Frostnova couldn't understand the whole story; all she knew was that the Kingslayer hadn't been killed by him.

"You've omitted too much... But since the Kingkiller is still alive, she should choose the life she truly desires after the Reunion Movement is destroyed."

But Frostnova, who was blessing the kingslayer's life to get back on track, did not hear the screams of her former colleague.

*Note: Snake Slayer's race name

[Main Text] A Guide to Wandering in Rhodes Island: Chapter Fifteen - The Unthinkable Path

"Reorganization and integration...that really has the style of the old man."

Things that were previously kept hidden due to the conflict between Shattered Bones and Winter are now gradually coming to Frostnova's attention during her lunch break.

For example, his father, a patriot.