Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

Roy spread his hands, answering as if it were a matter of course: "God won't tell you that you're a toy in his hands before he manipulates your absurd fate."

“As big as Casimir, so listen to me, Apophis. Will you abandon those unpleasant thoughts and live peacefully and happily without my interference, or do you want to be like Platinum, trying to provoke me and become my next collectible?”

"Let me think, how about you name yourself 'Broken Pen'? Because it's an incompetent pen that doesn't obey the hand and can only be broken."

"Damn it."

"Ok?"

"I mean, I'll do it."

Volume 1: Chapter 96 The candlelight suddenly went out, swallowing the starlight

"Dear viewers, after three days of intense voting and careful discussion by the organizing committee, we have finally decided to officially award the title of 'Eternal' to Roy, a finalist in this year's Kazimierz Knights' Tournament Special Tournament! Let us warmly congratulate the birth of yet another glorious knight!"

The audio of the award ceremony on the big screen was exceptionally clear. It was obvious that the editor, who had been hired at a high price, had edited Roy's short competitive knight career into a three-minute short film. The content was surprisingly rich and full. At first glance, the beginning, development, climax, and low points were all clearly defined. Unexpectedly, there was even some excitement. Roy, who was watching the game, was stunned.

Standing opposite her, Viviana watched even more intently. As a senior who had accompanied Roy in registering as a competitive knight, and a true witness to Roy's journey on this field, Viviana's feelings were even deeper than Roy's as she watched the victories on the screen.

She even remembers the moves Roy used in every match, how he won, the cheers of the audience, and the commentator's classic commentary.

The three-minute short film ended quickly, and Mob, as usual, began reciting the advertising liner notes. Viviana looked away from Roy, a relieved smile on her face:

"Without realizing it, you've already arrived here."

“It hasn’t been that long, actually,” Roy nodded, “but looking back, it does feel like a lifetime ago.”

Before his transmigration, Roy was not a celebrity, and after his transmigration, he lived in the shadows. As a high-ranking member of the Unarmored Alliance, he could hardly show his face in public. If it weren't for Xuan Tie's sudden mission, he probably would never have come into contact with the profession of competitive knight.

But now, he stands on the highest stage of the Kazimierz Arena, only one step away from the throne, reaping both fame and fortune. Even though it is just a mission, a dream that will eventually come to an end, it still gives him a sense of the impermanence of life.

No wonder so many children want to become gladiator knights as soon as they are old enough to understand things. Isn't the allure of gladiator knights far greater than that of scientists or workers? Even the knights of conquest, who also hold the title of knight, are utterly insignificant compared to the allure of gladiator knights.

Rather, how many young people in Kazimierz today realize that the glorious title of knight was originally earned only through bloody battles?

From this perspective, his Unarmored Alliance actually feels somewhat sorry for those knights who were once his enemies.

Putting aside his pointless sighs, Roy continued, "This is our second duel. So, the same question remains, Viviana: have you figured out how to counter my magic?"

Viviana nodded, a confident smile on her face: "Of course. Please feel free to proceed; I won't let you down."

“So…” Roy turned his head and looked at Mob, the big-mouthed commentator, in the commentary booth.

He had finished reading his advertising copy, but still hadn't announced the start of the match, deliberately giving Roy and Viviana time to talk.

Although he couldn't intervene when Roy was wronged, Mob the Big Mouth could still use his silver tongue to delay the inevitable!

Seeing Roy cast his gaze at him, Mob's usually professional smile became unusually subdued. He pursed his lips, his brown eyes behind his exaggerated glasses fixed on the man on the field who had truly changed the course of his life, and nodded heavily.

"come on!"

He turned the microphone to the side, whispered with a hint of selfishness, then brought the microphone to his mouth and announced loudly:

"Alright, enough with the pleasantries, ladies and gentlemen, the show is about to begin! Please give your favorite players a thunderous cheer! The Casimir Major semifinals, Candle Knight Viviana vs. Everlasting Knight Roy, the match begins!!!"

.......

"Kovar, who do you think will win?"

At the bar of the Dire Martin bar, a bearded veteran looked at his friend, who was dressed in a blacksmith's uniform, and asked.

"That must be the Eternal Knight that little Maria likes the most!"

Koval chuckled and patted Maria's head beside him.

Little Maria blushed and pulled away from Koval's large hand, stammering as she explained:

"I don't have a favorite. I like Candle Knight Sister very much too, but... I just support Master Roy a little more."

"I know, I know." Koval had a knowing look on his face, but he couldn't help burst into laughter halfway through his sentence. Maria stomped her foot in exasperation and abruptly changed the subject:

"Master Koval! Stop laughing! How's Master Roy's knife?"

"Oh dear, why did you bring a supervisor?" Koval immediately stopped smiling and said, "The knife is finished, Roy came to pick it up yesterday."

"Huh?" It wasn't Maria who exclaimed in surprise, but Old Ferdinand who was standing to the side. "You gave him the knife yesterday? What about mine? Why didn't he give it back to me?"

"What's the panic? Roy wouldn't steal yours, would he?" Koval rolled his eyes, a smug and indifferent expression on his face. "Maybe your knife will become famous today?"

"You boy!"

Before Fugwald could even utter a curse, Maria excitedly exclaimed:

"Uncle Fugwald, Uncle Koval, look, look! Master Roy is about to use that move!"

The two were startled and turned their heads to look at the television screen at the same time.

At the same time, in the Supervisory Council office, Marna and Grand Knight Russell, who were embarrassed and could only sneak out to watch the match without telling their niece and Zofia, the directors gathered in the Business Federation meeting room, Dikeopolis and Charne in the Blood Knight's mansion, and even the previous champion Margaret Nearl, who was far away on Rhodes Island, as well as more than 100,000 on-site spectators and more than a million live viewers, all held their breath and watched this scene on the television screen.

Golden specks of light, like fireflies, emerged and rose from the air, converging towards where Roy stood, gradually forming several ribbons of light floating in mid-air. The open-air arena, surrounded by walls, was windless, yet the hem of Roy's trench coat fluttered and billowed in mid-air. Taking a deep breath, the knight, bestowed with the name of eternity, drew his longsword from his waist—a weapon crafted with the techniques of a war knight, reaching near-military equipment standards. He raised the sword, and the light surrounding him began to gather towards the blade, the gleaming edge seemingly plated with gold leaf, dazzling and magnificent.

Then, he slowly stepped back with his right foot, bent slightly, and pointed the blade at the sky. The light seemed to receive a command, automatically drawing a long trail in the sky, as if guiding Roy.

"Great Desolate Starfall, this is Great Desolate Starfall! After a month, traversing the points competition, the doubles tournament, the round of 16, and the quarterfinals, are we finally going to witness the Knights of Eternity's signature move, Great Desolate Starfall, again in the semifinals?!"

Mob's voice was incredibly excited, and the scene erupted in cheers.

Meanwhile, on Roy's opposite side, Viviana also raised her candle and sword and closed her eyes.

The light of the Great Wilderness Starfall could illuminate everything even with eyes closed. The guiding radiance would transform into a cloak-like trail behind Roy after he took to the air. The scene was breathtakingly beautiful, and even a fleeting glimpse was enough to leave Viviana with an unforgettable memory.

She loved the light, the beauty, but this was the competition, and she had to give it her all. So, she chose to close her eyes.

Spells flowed from the tip of her sword, the flickering candlelight dispelled non-existent darkness, and Viviana's aura rose steadily, now reaching its peak.

"The meteor's brilliance is indeed dazzling, but please allow me to steal a moment of your radiance!"

After finishing her chant, Viviana let out a loud shout and thrust her sword at Roy from afar.

The next second, the candlelight went out, extinguishing the starlight. Darkness engulfed the entire arena.

P.S.: A moment of silence for the veteran.

P.S.: The lockdown has been lifted, or more accurately, the lockdown has been lifted. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. I hope everything will be alright in the future.

Volume 1: Chapter 97 The Spell Born from the Fall of the Great Wilderness Star

"Due to the limitations of Originium as an energy source and conduit, Originium Arts are often expressed in a more primitive and unadorned form. For example, fire magic will always involve fire, water magic will always involve water, and summoning rocks requires the presence of rocks nearby. In other words, even the most powerful sorcerer cannot create things out of thin air. Even the mighty Witch King's magic must be expressed through music."

The idea that something can appear out of thin air simply by imagining it in your mind—that is impossible.

Viviana hails from Letania, a veritable land of magic. From birth, every infant undergoes Originium fitness testing to determine their strengths and weaknesses and to uncover their talents. Viviana was no exception.

She didn't live in Letania for long, but her exceptional talent and her parents' Schrödinger's doting love still allowed her to acquire knowledge about Originium Arts, and the key to defeating Roy lies in these few lines.

The world is unaware of the true nature of Roy's magic, only referring to it as "Great Wilderness Meteor" based on its astonishing power and Roy's own preferences. However, Viviana believes it is also a rare form of light magic. The reason is that, regardless of how the Great Wilderness Meteor spell is cast, it always conforms to the "most primitive form of magic" described in the book, carrying a strong light.

From the moment he began to gather his strength, countless rays of light converged towards Roy, and then as he prepared to leap, the light shot into the sky from the tip of his blade, acting as a beacon. Or, as Roy streaked across the sky, the long, dazzling trail of light behind him, resembling a tail flame, were all evidence of this.

The source of fear is the unknown; the most powerful things are so powerful that you cannot even comprehend them, but once they can be understood, there is a way to break them. Based on this discovery, Viviana began developing her latest spell targeting the [Great Wilderness Meteor].

Light is something that is difficult to contain; its ability to penetrate even more deeply than water is unparalleled. But this is not a problem for Viviana—she is also a light sorceress.

Thus, [Duohui] was born.

By guiding the light to engulf all surrounding light in order to achieve a state of darkness, the spellcasting of Roy's Great Desolate Meteor will be interrupted. Then, the light will be released with ten or even nine times the power of the Touch of Light. The goal is singular: to defeat Great Desolate Meteor with the light of Great Desolate Meteor!

As Viviana raised her sword, the light of the spell burst forth at the tip, reaching its peak in an instant. Then, like a black hole that had expanded to its limit and collapsed, all the surrounding light—the specks of light from the Great Wilderness Starfall, the band of light behind Roy, the trails in the sky, even the stage lights, the fluorescent lights on the big screen, and the flashes of the cameras—was instantly swallowed up, converging into three tiny points that condensed on Viviana's candlestick, illuminating her resolute face.

At this moment, the tiny candlelight no longer flickered, but instead shone directly at the meteors in the sky.

"Huh? Why did the screen suddenly go black?"

Countless Kazimierz simultaneously asked the same question. The cameramen, directors, and spectators were in complete chaos. This was clearly unexpected and unplanned. The arena was plunged into darkness; every lost second meant a loss of tens of thousands. Dicaipolis was the first to realize what might be happening. His eyes widened, and facing the empty darkness, he seemed to see something praiseworthy, exclaiming in admiration:

"Could it be... I never expected that little girl could actually do this!"

As he suddenly realized this, many skilled and knowledgeable knights also guessed what might have happened. Until the announcement rang out from the arena.

"Miss Candle Knight, Miss Candle Knight, according to the competition rules, your spell has violated Article 1, Section 2 of the Fair Play Regulations: using Originium Arts to disrupt the referee's vision, affect the referee's judgment, or threaten the referee. According to the competition rules, after three warnings, you will be disqualified from the competition. Please adjust your spell immediately. One warning..."

Don't you want to win?

In the darkness, Roy looked toward the only source of light—Viviana's candlestick, behind which lay a face with clear eyes.

“I want to win, but I don’t care about the win or loss they announce.”

Viviana said, her tone extremely serious.

"My success is solely determined by you."

The decision is solely mine. Roy could sense the weight of those words in her resolute gaze.

The Great Wilderness Starfall is Roy's most powerful trump card to the world. In terms of destructive power, momentum, speed, and even the sheer spectacle, this trump card, even after being revealed, remains unsolved to this day.

Roy once asked Viviana, "Have you figured out how to break my spell?"

Viviana's answer was, "Yes."

And now is the moment for her to truly present this answer.

Using the "Demonic Revelation" spell requires a huge amount of effort and time. If it weren't for the equally long casting time of "Great Desolate Starfall," the time required to use "Demonic Revelation" alone would have been enough for Roy to defeat Viviana countless times. This means that "Demonic Revelation" is a spell that Viviana painstakingly created, solely for the purpose of "Great Desolate Starfall."

The light on her candlestick began to flicker, and the solid sphere of light showed signs of breaking apart and releasing. Viviana's spellcasting skills were far from sufficient to control such a massive amount of light for an extended period of time, but she steadfastly maintained the spell, awaiting Roy's reply.

Roy raised his sword.

No more light appeared or converged, and the handsome band of light that symbolized a meteor disappeared.