Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

The Last Knight module is the most unique among all the modules Roy possesses. Its module description does not list any effects, but this does not mean that it does not enhance Roy's strength at all. On the contrary, the benefits it brings almost directly elevate Roy's combat power on paper.

The physical enhancements allowed Roy to withstand the deadly poison of the Unarmored Alliance, while the mental enhancements meant he wouldn't feel fatigued even after a week without sleep. The potential enhancements to his reaction time, strength, mental agility, and even his sixth sense and awareness of danger were numerous. Compared to skill-based modules, the passive enhancements provided by the final Knight module undoubtedly better suited Roy's needs.

However, it cannot be ignored that the origin of the final knight module is that of the powerful humanoid Haizi, who appeared in the Deep Sea route and became the boss of the Tranquil Era in the second ending (Haizi's World Annihilation route) in the Water Moon Rogue!

In the game, choosing to call upon the knight's help may grant you a special collectible from the knight's storyline, either "The Breath of the Tide" or "Knight's Blood," in the next unexpected event. However, in reality, such a simple choice is impossible, and Roy couldn't help but wonder if even the hem of his clothes was already soaked with seawater.

Skadi's first reaction upon seeing him undoubtedly confirmed Roy's suspicions.

When Roy actually spoke, Skadi's face showed more shock than anything else:

"Can you talk?"

Roy nodded: "Yes."

Skadi, unconvinced, continued, "Human language?"

Roy retorted, "Isn't that what I was saying?"

"That's strange." Skadi's eyes widened, her small eyes filled with great confusion. She muttered to herself in bewilderment, "Hai Si shouldn't be able to speak. You're not Hai Si, yet you have Hai Si's aura. Are you a Deepsea Cultist?"

"Large groups are trash; all newborns are just little brothers."

“It seems not.” Skadi put down her sword and concluded seriously.

He knew the fanaticism of the Deep Sea Cult. Forget openly insulting the entire group; even saying a bad word about Hai Si was treated like killing their own parents, and they'd chase after you and argue for ages. They were either preaching about their Heavenly Father and Savior or spreading their heretical tentacle cuisine. Normal conversation was out of the question; even looking like a normal person was an understatement. Roy's appearance clearly didn't fit the bill.

But he wasn't an Agorian either.

This was the strangest thing Skadi had encountered since setting foot on land, and the numerous questions made her scalp itch. She longed for the days when she still had the Captain with her; these brain-draining problems were best left to the Captain. Unfortunately, she had witnessed the Captain sink into the abyss with her own eyes back then. Sigh.

Skadi, without realizing it, began to think about the past again. She shook her head, forced herself to stay awake, and asked:

"Who are you? What do you want with me? And what do you know?"

It was already astonishing enough that a land dweller could so easily utter proper nouns like "large flock" and "newborn," especially since Skadi had never seen anyone else since coming ashore, not to mention that he carried the scent of the sea.

What is his purpose in chasing the hunter?

"I am Roy, Roy the Meteor Knight of Kazimir. I would like to hire you to fight a match. As for what I know..."

Roy looked at Skadi and said seriously,

"I know the whereabouts of the other hunters."

“Deal.” Skadi said without hesitation, surprising Roy.

"Aren't you going to have any doubts? Aren't you going to ask a few more questions? What if the hunter I'm talking about is a bounty hunter?"

"Why worry about so much? If you're lying to me, I'll just chop you up with one stroke and that'll be the end of it." Skadi said these chilling words calmly. "Are you lying to me?"

"No."

Ignoring the mafia-like remarks, Roy replied instantly.

But now I'm certain that it would be very easy for me to lie to you.

Ulpian, look at what you're teaching!

Skadi, you're so easily fooled, you must never let anyone trick you into joining the sex industry in the future!

P.S.: I feel much better today. It shouldn't be an allergy; I didn't eat anything I shouldn't have (I wanted to eat it but couldn't go out anyway). I'll update early today and go to the school clinic again tonight.

Volume 1: Chapter 91 Skadi, You Are a Newborn

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to the Kazimierz Knights Tournament Special Tournament. I am your old friend, Big Mouth Mob."

"After a month of fierce competition, the four semifinalists for the 23rd Casimir Major have been officially determined. However, I think what everyone is more concerned about is the title that our biggest dark horse of this Major, the meteoric Meteor Knight, will receive! Oh, that's right, I'm just as interested as everyone else! To that end, I secretly inquired about some top-secret information within the Knights' Association."

Mob lowered his voice, looking mysterious, clearly intrigued.

"I heard that the big men of the Knights Association are really worried sick, and their hair is falling out in clumps. If it weren't for the Originium Cloud Hair Conditioner, which is made from energy substances extracted from Originium using the latest technology, they would probably all be bald by now!"

"Fortunately, before the leaders lost their last hair, I finally managed to find out a little inside information about the single-word title of the Meteor Knight! Want to know? Well, with 48 hours left until the official title is revealed, take out your devices, log in to the official Kazimierz Major page or the Kazimierz Knights Association website, click to enter the exclusive support interface for the titled knight, collect support tickets, fill in the word that comes to mind, and support the knight. When the countdown ends and the single-word title is revealed, those who guess correctly will have the chance to share ten million Kazimierz Rubles! Don't hesitate, take out your devices now and let's all guess together!"

"Of course, a friendly reminder: logging in and checking in daily will grant you multiple guessing opportunities. If you want to support your favorite players and guess their titles, you can also participate in the support lottery to win support tickets. There are also many great prizes waiting for you to win, such as a three-day, two-night Longmen vacation with Golden Apple Entertainment, a limited edition perfume set from Swire Group, and monthly discount coupons for Lexia Crystal Catering! Come and participate!"

The promotional slogans on TV, which were hard to tell whether they were praise or advertisements, played on a loop every day during breaks in Casimir's programming. Even Skadi, who had just arrived in Casimir, could practically recite them by heart. She looked curiously at Roy, who was still struggling with the canned Scale Beast food, and asked:

"Roy, are you popular?"

"Do you know what fire is?" Roy looked up in surprise.

Skadi nodded matter-of-factly. Agor's level of civilization far surpassed that of Terra, and its entertainment culture was incredibly diverse, encompassing everything from classical art and music to modern variety shows, including, of course, the concept of fire.

Before becoming a Deepsea Hunter, Skadi was just an ordinary Agorian. Skadi also had a period of ordinary life that has become a vague memory. She believes that she is definitely not the silly killer whale that Roy described. She is very smart and has no problem with judgment. Of course, she knows what "fire" means.

“Well, I’m actually pretty popular,” Roy replied, pinching his nose as he brought Skadi the can of herring he had painstakingly pried open.

Skadi wrinkled her little face in disgust and pushed the can away with a look that even a dog would shake its head at: "What the hell is this?"

Miss Skadi, your inverted sentences and retroflex endings are so smooth that I can't help but wonder if you were born in the Northeast of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Roy thought to himself, "Do you know how much determination it took for me to buy this thing from the supermarket, all fully equipped? And you're still complaining? You Agor people live in the sea, do you eat sea cucumbers instead of fish? I bet you can't even eat sea cucumbers, otherwise the entire Agor would be deep-sea hunters."

"Fermented herring, in the landlocked country of Kazimir, there aren't that many species of scaled beasts."

"Are you going to torture me?" Skadi asked, blinking her big eyes. "If not, then give me some bread. I can feed you."

Such a powerful statement! It warmed my back, and my eyes... oh no, tears streamed down my face.

Roy, looking disdainful, removed the plate and shared half of his dessert cake with Skadi, steer the conversation back on track:

"I guess I'd call myself a national idol in Kazimierz, just averagely popular."

Aren't you going to become a spokesperson?

Skadi asked,

“In our area, artists who become popular will all become spokespeople, whether it's to hold exhibitions of their own paintings or to promote their own products. They all do this. There are even art school dropouts who paint portraits for people on the street.”

Is he serious, you failed exam student?

Roy couldn't help but complain, realizing that ever since Skadi arrived, his complaints had never stopped.

But he still answered very seriously: "I do not endorse, I do not accept sponsorships, and I do not join any knightly orders, that is, professional knight organizations controlled by conglomerates."

"Why? What a strange person." Skadi couldn't understand.

In her view, since one has fame and corresponding abilities, it is only natural to do the corresponding things. This is Agor's life. As someone who aspires to be an artist, she can receive the best art education. Regardless of where she comes from, she can engage in the most equal art work. Regardless of her birth, she must also contribute to society what her profession creates. This can be a work of art, influence, or even abstract ideas or schools of thought. After being recognized by the Council of Consuls, it can be recorded as a contribution.

Failing the exam only means that he doesn't have the talent in that area, but he can leave and choose other careers. In Agor, there is no cost to failure.

However, someone like Roy, who only receives without contributing, doesn't exist. Moreover, in Skadi's view, Roy didn't completely reject everything; he couldn't reject society. It's like those TV commercials where flamboyant hosts promote their money-making websites. Roy doesn't actually appear as a spokesperson, but they never stop using Roy's huge popularity and traffic.

He hasn't truly, and can't truly, escaped this society. So what's the point of his persistence? Why can't he choose to compromise and conform?

Faced with Skadi's question, Roy pondered for a while, not answering immediately, but instead asking in return:

"Skadi, if one day I were to tell you something that would overturn your understanding and make all your decades of hard work and effort seem like a cruel joke, would you choose to stick to everything you've held onto so far, or would you compromise with fate?"

“This…” Skadi looked at Roy, not knowing why he asked her this, but she felt that this wasn’t a hypothetical joke. “What do you mean?”

“Skadi”

Roy said in a rhythmic and measured tone.

He didn't think this should be kept from Skadi. As everyone knows, many unnecessary misunderstandings and regrettable tragedies stem from well-intentioned concealment by both parties out of consideration for each other. Since this was bound to happen sooner or later, Roy preferred to inform Skadi directly beforehand, rather than waiting for Melissa to reveal it, so that she could make a more rational judgment with a clear mind in a more relaxed environment.

Therefore, he stated very seriously:

Why do I always get a headache whenever I hear strange, delirious talking?

"Why does bleeding attract sea creatures even when it happens on land?"

"Why can the hunters breathe underwater, fight hand-to-hand with the Sea Siren, and even recognize the scent of the Sea Siren (their brethren) on me?"

"There is only one answer!"

"Skadi, the hunter is the Sea Heir, and you are the first newborn to set foot on land!"

Volume 1: Chapter 92 The inter-chamber notice was sealed again.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Roy's forehead. He checked Skadi's expression again and again, fearing that her face might suddenly unleash a scream like that of Emu Hosho.

Although Roy was determined to tell Skadi about this beforehand, he wasn't entirely sure how Skadi would react to these words, or how much she would believe and accept. After all, he and Skadi had only officially met less than a day ago, and even if he properly activated the [Kal'tsit's Riddle] module, it wasn't a magical hypnosis app that could make Skadi believe everything she said.

Surprisingly, upon hearing this, Skadi showed no surprise or disbelief. Instead, she adopted an extremely serious expression, her red eyes fixed intently on Roy, and asked earnestly:

What is the beginning of life?

So you don't know what a newborn is! Staring at me like that, I thought you were about to suddenly become impure and start singing.

Roy breathed a slight sigh of relief and explained:

"This term might be unfamiliar to you, so let's put it another way: 'newborn' is another name for the sea god that you hunters hunt down."

Skadi's expression turned noticeably serious at the mention of the Sea God. She scrutinized Roy from head to toe for the third time in just one day, a look of suspicion in her eyes.

The Deep Sea Hunters, under orders from Agor, hunted down the Sea Heirs and killed the Sea Heirs' Mother Goddess in the final battle. This event was not common knowledge even in Agor; it was a high-level secret known only to the Governors. Logically speaking, it would be impossible for a land dweller to know about it.

But Roy knew that, just as the man claimed to know the whereabouts of other hunters and warned him not to go near the ocean, appearing cryptic, this man, from the very first encounter, gave him a sense of mystery "full of secrets".

Moreover, unlike other secretive keepers who deliberately obscure things, Roy never hesitated to share the secret knowledge he knew. But the more he shared, the more confused and bewildered Skadi became. The clarity that knowledge should bring to her mind seemed to vanish, replaced by more and more difficult questions.

Who is he? How does he know all this? And why is he telling me these things?

Roy is like an unusual riddle teller. Every word he says has its own meaning and can be interpreted, but when put together, they always form a huge mystery that leaves people puzzled.