Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

"Who?" He walked out of the kitchen holding a large knife, his face showing the look of an old farmer who had never seen the world, which softened the woman's expression and even made her smile with amusement.

“Marna, Marna who drew his sword. The battlefield was at the Lightside Mansion. No one saw the specific events, but according to the surveillance footage and traces collected by our people afterward, Marna was clearly serious. And Roy... your men won.”

If you want to call him Roy, you can just call him that. He's not here right now anyway, and I, your dad, won't laugh at you. He's my successor now, so there's no need to be so awkward.

He muttered a complaint to himself, but didn't dare say it aloud, otherwise the female Xuan Tie who had finally come to his house tonight would probably be furious.

Stubborn and thin-skinned, how can you compare to Monique, even though Monique seems to have the same personality?

Old Xuan Tie stroked his beard, his face showing disbelief: "Roy can beat Marna? How could you have such a dream?"

"But that's the truth. There were two other members of the Nearl family present at the time—Maria and Zofia. Maria goes without saying, and we all know Whipblade's strength. It couldn't have been them."

"Hmm... if you put it that way, that's true."

Old Xuan Tie pondered for a moment, nodded, and clapped his hands:

"This is fantastic! The strength of the Unarmored Alliance has taken another big step forward. That kid Roy was hiding his true abilities quite well; I didn't even realize it."

Now it was the woman's turn to show a look of astonishment.

Why did she make this trip today? Wasn't it to deliver the news that Roy had defeated Marna to Old Xuan Tie, and also to put in a good word for Roy so that her father would be less suspicious of him?

It was really just a side trip!

But why did my own father seem completely unconcerned, even quite pleased? I... I've wasted my trip, haven't I?

Seeing his daughter's expression, Old Xuan Tie knew exactly what was going on. He was exasperated by the child's stubbornness, which was comparable to D32 steel, and also complained that she was underestimating her father.

The Unarmored Alliance, established by Lao Xuan Tie, is an organization built by people. The most significant difference between human and animal societies is that humans have moved beyond the stage where class distinctions are solely based on the survival of the fittest. A great king may not necessarily defeat his ordinary soldiers, and a powerful capitalist may not necessarily triumph over a war knight in a duel. Yet, why are they still able to rule vast empires and drive war knights to the margins of power?

Xuan Tie couldn't defeat Marna head-on, but there were countless ways to kill him: poison, a sneak attack, threatening him with his loved ones—there was bound to be one that suited him. And Xuan Tie was genuinely pleased, not threatened, that Roy could defeat Marna—it meant the Wuzhou Alliance had gained another way to defeat Marna, a sign of overall strength improvement, worthy of celebration.

As for Roy potentially harming him, why? What's the reason? Is it simply because he's stronger than him and might have ambitions to replace him that he should be eliminated?

Couldn't he be a little more flexible and create another position for him in the Black Iron faction? He's not some old-fashioned knightly noble who doesn't know how to adapt.

Only a foolish person with no self-confidence would be wary of talented individuals, not only failing to recruit them but also killing them instead of treating them with respect. He wasn't that kind of person; this old hunter's "prey" (ambition) was far more ambitious than he thought!

As for my daughter, she seems to have learned nothing good from me, only stubbornness. She always rushes to use her voice changer to give Roy ridiculously easy tasks, wasting Wuzhou Alliance money on rewards for him, and never lets him do anything commensurate with his abilities. She's let Roy slack off for years. Now, I've finally found an opportunity to send Roy on a business trip, a big project, and he's only halfway through when she comes back worriedly wanting me to call him back. What, if we don't finish the project, do we have to call Roy back so he can bite a lighter?

I was thinking that this wasn't a traditional cigarette, and you didn't need a lighter.

"Anyway, Roy's situation is a good thing, and I won't hurt him."

With a softened heart, Old Xuan Tie spoke up, reassuring Young Xuan Tie. The woman nodded in relief, then awkwardly said, "Heh, if you hurt him, you might not even be able to beat him now."

Old Xuan Tie rolled his eyes at her: "Roy has to keep going, and even bigger. I've already made the arrangements, you just need to focus on your own work." Then, he changed the subject, saying, "Want to stay here and sleep tonight?"

"No, you don't even have a TV here. I want to go back to the hotel," the woman refused.

Old Xuan Tie chuckled: "Going to stay next to Roy again? When will you be brave enough to knock on his door?"

“He didn’t even know I was Xuan Tie when he knocked on me.”

"Why do you need to know? Why don't you just meet him under the name [Selena]?"

Volume 1: Chapter 38, Section 23: The Special Championship Begins!

"Wuhu, viewers, it's your old friend, Big Mouth Mob! Welcome to the Legendary Arena! From Colombia to the East, the highly anticipated 23rd Casimir Knights' Tournament is about to begin! I'm sure you're all as excited as I am right now! So, let's get to know the players selected to participate in the qualifying tournament!"

On the television screen, Mob's rousing voice ignited the passion of the entire Great Knights Territory. The sky above Kavaleria was lit up with colorful fireworks, and dazzling colored lights illuminated every street in the city as if it were daytime. Giant LED screens on the skyscrapers flashed with brilliant light, and the logo of the 23rd Major appeared simultaneously in the skies above all the cities of Kazimierz, accompanied by a burst of high-energy rock music!

The entire exciting moment was captured by aerial drones and broadcast live on all authorized television stations across Terra.

Roy sat in front of the TV, with Hinterlea and Monique beside him, hot popcorn and cola in his hands, watching the scene on TV with great interest.

Perhaps it was the accidental demolition of the Lin Guang family mansion that caused such a stir, as Roy's popularity skyrocketed during this period, but he received fewer and fewer competition invitations. The Business Federation suddenly became more lenient towards him, not only ceasing to force him to face opponents like Rust Copper Olmer, but even refusing to arrange any opponents for him at all.

Roy very "honestly" felt that they probably couldn't find anyone who could defeat him, and that sending anyone else would just be throwing popularity at him for nothing.

As for the Wuzhou Alliance, since the last contact where Xuan Tie gave him the instruction to "act cautiously and await orders," there has been no further communication. As a result, more than a week has passed, and Roy's mission progress has not increased at all.

Having been busy for most of his life, Roy suddenly found himself with nothing to do, which really frustrated him. In a fit of anger, he lay in his hotel room and spent more than a week posting his own videos, right up until the start of the Special Championship, when the biggest hype in Casimir, which only comes around once every four years, completely overshadowed his own popularity.

Today, taking advantage of the fact that both Monique and Platinum were unusually free of missions, he called them both to the hotel, intending to watch the opening ceremony together.

The Kazimierz Knights' Tournament is arguably the largest competitive event on this land. Before its inception, this honor belonged to the Minoan Heroes' Tournament. Now, thanks to the lavish spending of Kazimierz capitalists, this one- to two-month-long competition has officially become a veritable "international event." Not only Kazimierz knights, but also many brave warriors and heroes from other nations across the land come to participate, each with their own purpose.

Roy spotted the Victorian and Colombian players on the field – the two families were arguing, and the drone gave them a close-up shot.

Below the title "Special Major" are all the Cavaliers who passed the qualifiers and successfully entered the Special Major qualifying rounds.

The once-big-mouthed Mob is now a completely different person. He's wearing a gold and silver vest, and even his eye-catching mohawk has been dyed a striking gold. Standing on the commentary platform, he speaks fluently, with a loud and clear voice and a high-pitched tone. He is completely unrecognizable from the awkward figure he was in the Ice Soul Arena a month ago.

During the week Roy didn't play, Mob the Big Mouth commentated on nearly thirty matches, averaging four matches a day. His outstanding performance at Meteor Arena finally earned him recognition from investors, and he has now risen to become a Majors commentator that any of his peers would envy.

At this moment, he pointed to the virtual display screen created by the drone projection in mid-air. The screen immediately displayed the headshot and introduction of the first seed player, along with a rather chuunibyou-esque hexagonal pie chart describing the players' strengths.

"Full of blood and energy, unmatched by ten thousand! Blood Knight, Infected Knight, pioneering the Kazimierz, let us welcome—Dicaipolis!"

Suddenly, the ground of the legendary arena caved in, mechanical roars rang out, the interfaces of the steel base unfolded, and the entire arena stage began to expand to both sides. On the lifting platform, the blood knight's crimson figure slowly rose and appeared before everyone.

Dichaopolis, wearing a helmet and wielding a blood-red steel blade, swept his sharp gaze across the audience. There was no murderous intent in his eyes; instead, he was met with waves of cheers.

DiCeopolis was momentarily dazed and filled with emotion. Being infected, being infected, being infected had subjected him to countless discriminations and contempts, and he had suffered too much injustice and prejudice. But the moment he stood on this stage, he suddenly realized that it was all worth it.

Even those infected can receive such enthusiastic cheers, gain people's respect, and become great knights and nobles!

He wanted to give future infected people the same opportunity, which is why he went through so many difficulties to stand here!

Clenching his fists, DiCeopolis raised his right arm high towards the audience!

Victory! In the ring duel, the victor's right arm is raised by the referee to signify victory! His goal is victory!

Amidst enthusiastic cheers, Mob's voice rang out again: "Next up, another of our seeded players, wielding his spear with unwavering strength, the Golden Left Hand, awe-inspiring to all! Left-Handed Knight—Titus Poplar, please!"

The platform rose again, and a burly knight in full blue armor, masked and wielding a long spear, his body adorned with various sponsorship and advertising slogans, stepped forward, raising his left hand. The heavy spear in his hand spun and danced like a child's toy, leaving afterimages as it swept across the stage with tremendous force, causing it to tremble. Titus White Poplar straightened up, looking at the Blood Knight, Decaeopolis, a cold snort emanating from beneath his mask.

Fighting an infected person in the arena was far too dangerous. A slight mishap, even a touch of their blood, could lead to infection (most Terrans believe infected blood is infectious, but the real danger lies in the dust left after an infected person dies—this is official misinformation). Titus Baiyang had no intention of risking his life against him. He could always put on an act; with so many sponsorships under his belt, he didn't want to earn money only to die before he could spend it.

As the cheers of the Left-Handed Knight gradually subsided, Mob swallowed hard and shouted, "Then, let's welcome our last seeded player! Youhua Yelan, with the dim candlelight, shining brightly, scattering splendor in all directions! Officially certified by the Kazimierz Knights Association, the most popular knight, the number one on both the male and female lists of the 1093 Dream Lover Ranking, the Candle Knight—Viviana!"

The last elevator slowly rose, and an elegant golden figure, holding a candlestick and a rapier, stepped out and nodded slightly to the scene.

However, this small action almost ignited the atmosphere of the entire scene. The cheers, far exceeding those of the Blood Knight and the Left-Handed Knight combined, exploded like thunder in the audience and continued like a turbulent river. The medical personnel who were already prepared immediately entered the scene and carried the excited and dizzy audience members out of the scene on stretchers. More than a thousand security guards joined hands to form a human wall and struggled to hold back the crowd that tried to rush towards Viviana on the stage.

"This...this is insane! Is this what fangirling is like?"

Monique, watching TV, exclaimed incredulously. She had seen Viviana before; this Elafia of Letania was always seen with Roy, always fully equipped with a mask, sunglasses, hoodie, and cover-up. Monique used to think she was making a mountain out of a molehill, but seeing her today, she realized that Viviana was far from being a fuss. She was far too conservative. If Roy were actually recognized, he would probably be drowned by these enthusiastic fans.

Horrible, terrible.

On the other side, Platinum looked somewhat unwilling. She pouted and muttered to herself, "Hmm, I used to be one of those knights too," while her eyes darted towards Roy. She only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Roy didn't show the same fanatical expression as the other fans.

If Roy really becomes a fanatic of Viviana, then she'll regret quitting her job as a gladiator knight.

However, if she didn't quit her job, she probably wouldn't have had the chance to meet Roy. It's such a dilemma.

While the two were lost in their own thoughts, Roy suddenly raised an eyebrow, looking both amused and exasperated, and asked, "Who is she doing this to?"

On the television screen, Viviana raised a candlestick in her hand, and the candlelight danced like an obedient sprite under her control, outlining clear words in mid-air.

[Six months, 56 matches, thank you for always being there for me—love, Viviana.]

Six months ago was the first time Viviana officially stepped onto the arena as a competitive knight. 56 matches are the total number of matches Viviana has participated in so far, and Roy has not missed a single one.

The audience erupted in deafening cheers, which they considered Viviana's most romantic expression of gratitude to Kazimierz, to the knightly arena, and to them.

But Platinum recognizes how this Originium Arts is used. Not long ago, Roy even asked Viviana to use this spell to celebrate his 100th day since joining the Unbounded!

Viviana was speaking to Roy from afar! She knew that Roy was watching her from somewhere right now, just like the previous 56 times!

Hinterlea clenched her fists so tightly they cracked, and Monique was grinding her teeth to powder.

Goodness, I thought I had the advantage of being in a good position, but I never expected you to have this trick up your sleeve and publicly confess your love!

Such a sneak attack, catching us completely off guard!

And Roy, that guy is obviously asking a question he already knows the answer to. Can't he tell who Viviana is asking for interaction from?

hateful!

"And finally, this Major has a surprise for everyone!" Mob's voice pulled the two back from their slump, and their attention returned to the television screen. Mob raised his hand, pointed to the last blank "?" knight on the virtual screen, and announced in a voice louder than any previous commentator:

"A legendary figure in Kazimierz, a nominee for Best New Knight, a meteorite descended from the heavens, one sword brought down a rusty bronze, another extinguished a candle! His three principles have earned him renown, he is a master of the Knights, and a warrior who fights against all odds! The dark horse of this tournament, the specially invited knight, the Meteor Knight—Roy!"

"Pfft!" Roy suddenly spat out a mouthful of soda, hurriedly rolled out of bed, grabbed the TV, and stared at his name and image gradually appearing on the screen, his face full of confusion and astonishment. "When did I participate in the Special Championship?"

"Drip!"

As soon as his phone rang, Roy quickly took it out and answered it. Xuan Tie's voice came from the other end:

"Surprise! The organization has decided that you will participate in the Special Championship!"

"I'm not being modest, but could you please find someone else?" Roy said with a wry smile.

He wasn't prepared to fight the Candle Knight and Blood Knight again!

Volume 1: Chapter 39 Difficult to handle? We still have to handle it!

"You participated in the Special Championship? Why?"

Seeing Roy hang up the phone, Monique immediately came over and asked in surprise, while Platinum, who was standing next to her, also perked up and grabbed a handful of popcorn to stuff into her mouth.

"Yes, why did I participate in the Special Championship?"