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Chapter 343 - Chapter 338 Let’s work together!

Shining and Nightingale, the other two tenants of Margaret's home.

Unlike Goki, who took care of the girls every day, shared most of the housework with Gravel, and was exceptionally active, and unlike Skadi, who pinned Margaret to the ground every day, calling it stress training, and had never lost an arm wrestling match with anyone in the family, these two Sarkaz tenants were exceptionally low-key.

Or rather, they were more like a pair of true tenants—rarely do harem tenants get to hook up with a pretty landlady.

For nearly a month, the two Sarkaz girls had been busy.

They would get up in the morning, quietly eat the breakfast Goki made, and then leave for work early.

Sometimes they would return for lunch, and sometimes they wouldn't come home until everyone else had gone to bed, with Goki waiting up for them to reheat their cooled meals.

From beginning to end, no one knew what they were doing; they always acted discreetly, and treated others with polite, elegant manners, like princesses from a novel.

Of course, this low profile might be related to the 'good reputation' of the Sarkaz.

Although Goki's family were all good people, the ill repute of the Sarkaz was known from Sargon to Yan, and everyone, except Skadi, who couldn't tell the difference between land dwellers, and Goki, who already had over a dozen Sarkaz wives like Madam 42, maintained a basic vigilance towards the Sarkaz.

Gravel was the most overreactive among them; upon seeing the two Sarkaz in the house, the little mouse immediately jumped back a big step.

Her years of wandering and being hunted by Sarkaz bandits had given her a strong aversion to them; at least, every Sarkaz she had encountered was not a good person.

Fortunately, Shining and Nightingale proved with their actions that the goodness or badness of Sarkaz depended only on the individual, and blindly labeling them, while convenient, was not advisable.

Of course, besides Goki, the man who constantly fantasized about peaches, Margaret, the upright Young Knight, quickly accepted them both.

Occasionally, when Margaret was training in the courtyard, Shining would quietly stand by and observe, offering suggestions for improving her Move's posture and force application.

Shining would also, like Goki, tell Margaret about the local customs and social conditions of Kazdel and Leithanien.

Of course, Nightingale's diseased legs also made Margaret particularly concerned; she once suggested that Nightingale go to the best hospital in the Grand Knight Territory for examination, but both of them politely declined—their medical skills were far superior to any ordinary person's.

In short, although their time for communication was usually limited, over the past month, the two Sarkaz girls had established strong connections with the residents of Margaret's house.

"Shining, Liz—although I guessed you two would come, if you don't go watch Margaret's match, she'll be very disappointed, you know?"

In the dim, spacious underground area, Goki, who was being pressed down by Platinum's backside, coughed a few times, rolled over, sat up, and, wrapping his arms around the Nona's slender waist, moved her aside.

In front of him, Shining was still wearing her travel-worn black robe, her initially wary gaze quickly dropping its guard after confirming it was Goki.

"See, I told you, didn't I? He'd definitely come here. Hello, Mr. Goki?"

Soon, beside Shining, the blonde girl, barely standing with the aid of her staff, narrowed her modest light green eyes at Goki and offered a faint smile.

Now, she wasn't wearing her original white robe, but had changed into a particularly stylish black dress, her beautiful legs and slender arms encased in delicate black silk.

These were clothes Goki bought for her, the reason being to protect her hands and feet and prevent her from catching a cold—the true purpose was merely to satisfy Goki's sordid desires!

Of course, this was also Goki's way of showing some gratitude to this healer who had saved his life countless times from Spell attacks—how could buying clothes for his wife be called sordid!

Just consider it paying off the debts for the troublesome commoners of Ursus!

"And Miss Skadi, Miss Platinum, you really came—please be careful, the attack hasn't stopped yet."

Smiling slightly at Skadi, who was still in a daze, Nightingale's staff glowed with a faint blue light, illuminating the vast space.

Thirty meters above their heads were the tracks of the mobile city, which Skadi had just shattered with a single sword strike. Clearly, that strike had shattered not just the underground cavern, but several meters of solid stone bricks.

Obviously, this was not a naturally formed underground grotto, otherwise it would never withstand the pressure of a city—one must know that every year in Terra, many mobile villages are abandoned after accidentally collapsing into underground caves.

All around, where the light shone, there were thick artificial stone bricks, and every ten meters or so, stout pillars supported the dome above.

This was an underground tomb in Kazimierz; ancient knightly nobles were not all as simple and austere as the Nearl Family. Each was a wealthy landowner, and their tombs were exceptionally grand, with burial sites spread throughout the country.

The event where Skadi first appeared, exploring with the little Margaret in Dripstone Village, was the tomb of an expeditionary Knight—although Goki really wanted to see Skadi and the Nona get close, unfortunately, Margaret was probably still young then.

In the center of this space was a massive statue, carved with a heroic young woman holding a sharp sword, standing tall—the Knight King.

Of course, this was not the Knight King's tomb; no one knew her whereabouts. After every Kazimierz Knight died, there would be a statue of the Knight King in his tomb.

"Hope we don't disturb the residents here, my sin, my sin, well—it seems we already have."

This place reminded Goki of the temple graveyard in the Akahula Rainforest.

Of course, there were no gold-plated wall bricks or pure gold coffins here, but there was one similarity to that place—

Countless mummified corpses knelt on the ground, like devout believers, frozen in the musty air..

But some of the mummified corpses had completely crumbled, bearing sword marks from rapier thrusts.

And it seemed that their intrusion, causing too much noise, had roused many of the "mummified corpses," which began to Move slowly with clicking sounds.

"No way, they're still coming—"

Even more, some of them emitted a brilliant light like the starry sky from their hands.

Buzz—

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