Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Chapter 222 If you don't work hard, you can only be Theresa's assistant

"Brother, what do you think?" Ling took out a new wine jug and filled the empty glass in front of his brother.

"Mr. Roy is just like us, but he doesn't have that sense of alienation caused by arrogance. He seems to be just an ordinary person."

"Even I want to ask him how to learn to be a human being." A hint of envy flashed in the eldest brother's deep eyes.

"Then big brother, why don't you find a chance to resign from your post and travel around like me?" Ling used his dragon tail to roll up the wine jug and poured it into his mouth.

"Forget it. We must have some people under the surveillance of the Simaitai at all times to prevent the court from becoming suspicious and bringing disaster to you, sir." After a few seconds of silence, the eldest brother shook his head and rejected Ling's proposal.

"Then let Sister Xi go. She likes quietness and has been locking herself in the scroll all year round. Si Suitai won't mind if she disappears for a while."

Ling turned his half-opened, slightly tipsy eyes to look at Xi, who was supporting herself with her hands on her knees and gasping for breath, with clear wine dripping from the corners of her mouth.

“......Well, that’s good. I hope her timid nature can change......” The eldest brother waved his hand and called Xi and Nian over. The anger on Xi’s face had not yet dissipated, and his pair of red eyes stared at Nian.

Nian didn't dare to cause trouble in front of his eldest brother. He stood obediently in front of his sister and eldest brother, not even daring to wag his tail.

"Sister Xi, big brother wants you to go out more often and go to Kazdel to sketch and collect scenery." Ling patted Xi's shoulder with a wine jug in hand.

"Nian, you and Xi should take care of each other when you are out. Don't always play around and quarrel, which will cause trouble for the master. Ling, you are the eldest sister and you don't have any duties to perform. You should take care of them more when you are free."

"Brother, I... can see the rivers and mountains by staying in the paintings, so why bother going out to sketch?" She Kongxi didn't want to go far, so he lowered his head and muttered softly.

And because of Nian's nonsense, Xi felt it would be awkward to meet that man again.

"You dreamt about the shadow of the Sui Beast before, and you were so scared that you hid in the painting all day long and didn't dare to sleep for hundreds of years. Now you have a chance to escape from the Sui Beast, are you sure you want to miss it?"

"Well, I...I understand. I'll go." Xi felt a little ashamed and angry when her sister brought up her embarrassing childhood memories, but she also knew the reason and her attitude soon softened.

"That's right. I'll come to see you when I have time." Ling put his arms around their waists. Nian didn't care, but Xi's waist was very sensitive. She twisted her body, trying to escape from Ling's clutches.

"Ling, since everything is fine, I will go back first. Go find Shu Heji when you have time. I haven't told her about the transaction with you yet."

"Brother, are you leaving so soon? Why don't you stay together for a while longer?" Ling stretched out his hand to try to keep his brother.

"Let's get together again next time when more people are gathered." The eldest brother waved his hand to the three people and exited the dream.

"Now that my eldest brother has left, it's time for me to leave too. Goodbye, Xiaonian, Sister Xi." After Ling sent the two out of the dream, the entire space returned to peace.

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The next morning, Roy took the opportunity to buy breakfast for Theresa and hung the painting Xi had given him on the wall of his office, together with Ling's calligraphy and painting.

The work here was handed over to the clone, while Roy himself served as Theresa's assistant.

There is no other way! If I don't work hard, I can only be Theresa's assistant.

Roy's space magic greatly facilitated travel efficiency, allowing him to take Theresa to flash around the city. In the morning, he went to inspect the children's school, and in the afternoon, he went to the newly opened factory for a surprise inspection.

If there is a problem, call the person in charge to question him. Under the power of the Demon King, no one can hide the actual situation.

Theresa knew that people’s greed could never be completely satisfied, and they needed to be beaten often, their outstretched hands and their greedy mouths needed to be broken and smashed.

These people will only restrain themselves when the consequences and risks caused by greed become too great to bear.

Roy's suggestion is to catch a few typical cases, hang them and the evidence of their crimes on street lamps for a few days, and the others will behave themselves.

After pondering for a moment, Theresa decided to find a suitable time to give it a try.

On the way back to the office, Roy told Theresa about Aifaniel's decree.

"He's an excellent kid, even better than Lamaren was back then. But he often thinks too much, which causes himself a lot of trouble."

"Speaking of Lamaren, Theresa, do you know how old she is this year? I've seen her face under the veil, and she looks very young."

"It's very impolite to casually ask a beautiful lady's age." Theresa reached out and twisted the soft flesh on Roy's waist.

"Um... sorry, I'm just curious."

"I'm about the same age as Lamaren. Guess how old you are?" Theresa's eyes were gentle and her smile was friendly, but Roy felt that if the answer did not satisfy Theresa, he would be in trouble.

"They should be within 500 years old..." Roy estimated the approximate ages of Theresa and Ramalen based on the fact that she had been the Demon King for 200 years.

"Almost. In fact, she looks like this now because she used magic to fix her appearance. Lamaren's body has begun to age."

"Why? For a big banshee, it shouldn't enter the aging state so early."

Roy was very confused about this. Theresa's bloodline was not as pure as Ramaleen's, and she was about the same age as him but still in her prime.

It is hard to understand why Lamaren, who should have lived a longer life, entered the state of aging prematurely.

"There are many reasons, such as the aftereffects of the war, excessive use of the banshee's secret techniques, etc..." Theresa didn't want to talk to Roy about such a heavy topic and quickened her pace.

"Oh, I'll see if I can help. After all, she is a contributor to Kazdel and a good friend of Theresa." Roy began to search his mind for any spells that could be used.

"Then take advantage of this vacation opportunity to ask Ramalen for details." Theresa took Roy's arm and walked into her office.

In Roy's office in another city, the clone was diligently reviewing the documents at hand. When he encountered some problems that he couldn't solve, he remotely called the original body for help.

The white canvas hanging on the wall rippled, and a graceful figure stepped out from it. Xi, a great painter living in seclusion in Yan Country, came to Kazdel to sketch.

"Where is this? This is... your sister's work." Xi quickly looked around the room he was in and was immediately attracted by his sister's calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

"Did your sister also send out her work? And that guy Nian, she's in this city."

"In order to prevent her from bothering me, I'll just stay here for now."