Man on the ark, forced to become king

"madness!"

Marna was a bit of a headache and didn't know what to say for a moment. She thought her niece had matured a lot since coming back this time, but it seems that she is still as stubborn as before.

He knew, of course, that young people's ideas were always more radical, but what use was passion alone?

Some things cannot be changed simply by swords or lances. If he could, he would have stormed the headquarters of the Commercial Federation and stormed the National Assembly years ago, burying those damned vampires and bureaucrats in their graves.

The problem is that killing those people is pointless. As soon as one dies, another will step up and take their place. Not only will it not change the status quo, it will make things worse.

The Business Federation and the National Assembly have seized control of most of Qasimir's resources and power. Under their influence and propaganda, even the lowest-ranking people are being manipulated. Anyone who attempts to change the rules by force can no longer become a hero, but only a villain in the eyes of the media.

The age of knights has passed, their former glory buried in the dust, and no one will stand with them anymore.

Change is not something that can be accomplished overnight; it may require the efforts of several generations.

It's not that we can't do it, it's just that we can't do it right now.

Unfortunately, Margaret doesn't seem to understand this principle. She still thinks that she can change Kazimierz with her so-called passion and believes that she can accomplish that on her own.

Marner wanted to grab her arm and lecture her, but he was never good with words and found it difficult to express his thoughts clearly.

Moreover, even if she said it, Margaret might not agree.

“I understand your thoughts, Margaret, but you are still young. There is no need to rush. Your time is in the future, and many people will become your help then.”

After his headache subsided, Marner softened his tone and tried to express his thoughts in a gentler way, something he rarely did.

"I'm not saying you can't do that, it just takes time, you can't rush it."

“You understand what you’re about to face and have shown enough potential, which is good. I’m not trying to stop you.”

"But you're too impatient."

"You should try to slow down and learn to see the world from a different perspective."

"Now, come home with me. They've missed you a lot while you were gone."

The incredibly gentle tone made Vaughn's eyes widen slightly, filled with astonishment, but Marner had no time to pay attention to those details.

He just wants to bring his hot-blooded niece home so that her father can take on the role of lecturing her; that should be much more effective.

Compared to him, Margaret was much more obedient to her grandfather.

"You can leave through other exits and avoid those guys. As long as we don't let our Radiant Knights appear openly outside and attract too much attention, this matter won't be difficult to suppress."

Vaughn picked up where Marner left off, glancing at the door leading to the bar outside, and sneered, "I've been annoyed with those guys for a while now. If I take a hard line once in a while, they won't dare say anything."

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"grandfather……"

Looking at the somewhat desolate courtyard before her, Margaret felt a mix of emotions, including excitement and guilt.

This small courtyard is the last vestige of dignity for the Lin Guang family. She bears a large part of the responsibility for the once illustrious Lin Guang's current state.

Under pressure from the Business Federation, the family paid a heavy price to ensure her survival and departure from Kazimierz.

Without the Golden Tree, she probably wouldn't be able to return here for many years.

Now, that day has arrived ahead of schedule.

Returning to this land, she will face many troubles, but at least she will be able to see her grandfather again.

For an individual, this is undoubtedly a good thing.

"Let's go."

Marna walked ahead and pushed open the gate to the courtyard.

Inside the courtyard, under the warm orange light, the little girl holding the wooden sword stopped panting, her eyes brightening considerably upon seeing Ma Enna.

"uncle!"

The girl called out, and then saw Margaret walking behind her. She froze on the spot.

"Sister, sister?"

“It’s me, Maria. You—ouch, be gentle, don’t be so reckless.”

With a gentle smile, Margaret opened her arms and caught the little girl who was running towards her. The sudden impact made her, who was already in a weak state, gasp and feel her stomach churning. She almost lost her composure and embarrassed herself in front of her sister.

When did Maria become so strong?

And it's not that she dislikes sword training?

It's probably my fault again...

Feeling the dampness seeping through her clothes, Margaret hugged her younger sister's petite body tightly, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry for making you worry, Maria."

"Waaaaah, I miss you so much..."

The only response she received was a girl's sobbing.

"What's wrong, Maria?"

Suddenly, the door opened, and a brighter light illuminated the dim courtyard. Kuranta, a girl dressed in loose-fitting home clothes, appeared behind the door and was stunned when she saw the two sisters and Maenna embracing each other at the gate.

"Margaret? You're back?!"

"Yes, Aunt Zofia, I'm back."

"What exactly is going on—"

"Let's go inside, Zofia, something has happened."

Manner waved his hand to interrupt Zofia and patted his niece on the shoulder.

"Of course I know something happened, otherwise why would Margaret come back?"

Zofia muttered to herself, then noticed Shining standing behind her with her sword and Hinterlea looking timid, and felt a little confused.

"Are these two... Margaret's new friends?"

“That’s right, Aunt Zofia, this is my friend, Shining, and as for this one…”

Margaret released her sister, who was sobbing softly, nodded, and looked at Hinterlea with obvious confusion on her face.

"Uh, who is this?"

She thought about it and couldn't recall anything about him. How did this person get with them?

"One of the people who wanted to attack you before, I thought it might be useful, so I captured him."

Shining offered an explanation, hesitated for a moment, and then bowed slightly in Zofia's direction: "Hello, Ms. Zofia."

"Yes, is that so?"

Margaret blinked, looking at the pitiful girl hiding behind Shining, unsure of what to do.

The people who planned to attack her were probably from the Unarmored Alliance?

Unexpectedly, Shining had captured a prisoner. His mind was in such a mess that he hadn't noticed and had actually brought the person home. This was going to be difficult.

What should we do now?

Uncle should have a way... It was an accident that she didn't notice. Uncle shouldn't make such a mistake. Since she's already followed us here, he probably tacitly allowed it. Maybe he has some kind of plan?

"..."

Stared at by his niece with a questioning look, Ma Enna maintained his usual serious expression, feeling extremely embarrassed.

So this guy was a prisoner who was captured?

Nobody told him that!

The Sarkaz woman with the white horn was a man of few words and had never mentioned this matter. He had assumed that this man was with them, which was why he had brought them all along.

The result was that he was a prisoner?

Considering the potential consequences of bringing people here, Ma'nn's eyes gradually turned dangerous.

Or maybe we should just kill him...

He's just a petty assassin; as long as we handle things cleanly...

"No, don't kill me!"

The sudden surge in Hinterlea's presence from extremely low to extremely high made her feel a chill rise from the soles of her feet and climb up her spine. She couldn't help but shiver, and very skillfully squatted down on the spot, covering her head with her hands and begging for mercy.

"I am Platinum of the Unarmored Alliance! I know a lot of useful information! Very valuable information!"

"..."

Seeing the girl skillfully crouch down with her head in her hands and loudly beg for mercy, Ma Enna fell silent again.

He really couldn't imagine what this guy had been through before. How could someone with such qualities become an assassin?

Platinum, Platinum Grand Position?

Within the Unarmored Alliance, they would be considered high-ranking personnel, and indeed very valuable. Historically, there has never been a record of an assassin of this caliber being captured. They would usually commit suicide in their own way the moment they fell into enemy hands, without revealing any intelligence.

So, what's the deal with this embarrassing guy? Is he really platinum?

After the fall of the knights, have those hiding rats also degenerated to this extent?

Chapter 41 The Radiant Knight is Heavily Indebted