Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

"In terms of endurance, I am far behind. I can't even do two hours of high-intensity battle, let alone achieve such an amazing feat as taking on a hundred opponents in the points competition. Human endurance always has its limits, and I'm afraid that even if I competed with Heng Knight in a battle of swinging an axe for the longest time, I would still be no match for him."

"But his greatest strength lies in his seemingly endless array of trump cards! You might think that the Great Desolate Starfall is his limit. But I can tell you definitively, that's not the case at all. He has at least three more trump cards like the Great Desolate Starfall hidden away! One is the spell he used in the doubles match against the Storm Knight and Rift Knight's out-of-control attacks, which released energy in an instant and caused massive damage. The second is the electric spell he used against the Left-Handed Knight. The third is the unique archery technique he used against the Whipblade Knight, a technique that could establish a school of its own! And these are just the beginning; there are many more yet to be seen!"

"Therefore, the Knight of Eternity is very strong, extremely strong, and definitely not as you say, not very strong!"

Roy was stunned, speechless for a moment. After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a question from the bottom of his heart:

"Why do I feel like he doesn't even realize he's that abnormal?"

“That means you’re underestimating him,” the Blood Knight said. “In the entire Great Knight Territory, perhaps no one understands the Eternal Knight better than me. Even so, my chances of winning against him are only 30%.”

How can that be 30%?

I'm already this strong, how can you still be 30% as strong as me? Who are you, some kind of deity?

Seemingly sensing Roy's confusion, the Blood Knight suddenly dropped his lecturing expression, his face gradually becoming serious and resolute.

He picked up a bag full of snacks and warm clothes from the side, and as he turned around, he said:

"I know you're wondering why I'm so confident I have a 30% chance of winning when I'm clearly inferior to him in every way."

"Because I can see that his purpose in stepping onto this stage is not pure. What he wins on the field is not important to him, or even irrelevant. But I am different."

He paused, as if stating some obvious fact, and said:

“The arena is everything to me, so I have something he doesn’t.”

"I'm willing to fight to the death!"

PS: Final exams are around the 24th-27th. I will resume more frequent updates after the final exams.

I had hot pot today after two months. The streets were deserted, but I suddenly felt like I was back in the old days.

Volume 1: Chapter 100 Skadi: I don't know either, and I didn't ask.

"I've been watching that little girl for several days now. Is she your friend?"

In the office of the Grand Knight Commander of the Supervisory Council, Russell, standing by the window, looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the silver-haired girl guarding downstairs and asked Marna, who had her head buried in a newspaper.

Marner lowered the newspaper, not even glancing at Russell, and asked with a hint of helplessness:

How could you ask such a question?

Russell nodded: "That's right. With your personality, you probably wouldn't know such a beautiful girl except for your niece."

"....?"

Marner looked at Russell with a face full of questions.

That's quite insulting. Even though you're the Grand Knight Commander, you can't spread rumors like that! What do you mean that among the people I know, besides my niece, there can't be any beautiful girls? Aren't there tons of them? For example... for example...

For example, Zofia, yes, Zofia! Zofia can be considered a beautiful girl, right? She's the same generation as me, and she's not my niece, so can't she be considered a beautiful girl? Impossible! The people pursuing Zofia could line up from the core city all the way to the quarantine gate!

Well, okay, I admit it, I'm definitely not as popular with women as my brother. But that's because I don't want to look for them.

Marna considered himself a man devoted to his career. In any case, he already had two nieces in the Linguang family, both of whom were quite successful. He didn't need to worry about continuing the family line. He planned to find his elder brother, then raise his two sisters peacefully, maintain the family, watch the changing fortunes of Kazimierz, and find his own path. This was Marna's plan for his life.

As for who the silver-haired girl downstairs who had been following me for days was, Marna didn't know and didn't care. As long as she didn't bother her, Marna was too lazy to bother chasing her away.

"Ah, she's spotted me."

Russell said with some surprise. She had only glanced at Skadi, and the girl had noticed her and returned the glance, which made Russell begin to take an interest in Skadi.

Although the young woman looked thin and frail, lacking any real fighting ability, her observational skills and alertness were among the best Russell had ever encountered in his juniors. Moreover, her attire was quite simple, unlike the flamboyant attire of the competitive knights under the Commercial Association; instead, she possessed more of the free-spirited, chivalrous air that Marna had once had. This piqued Russell's curiosity.

Before she could do anything, Skadi, realizing she'd been spotted, took action downstairs. She frowned, looked around, and finding no cover in the plaza, turned and headed straight for a magazine shop on a nearby street. A moment later, she returned with a magazine, found a bench, and pretended to read it, her gaze fixed on the Grand Knight's office on the rooftop.

Russell watched all of this, and for a moment he was a little confused, not understanding what Skadi was doing.

You could say she realized she'd been discovered, but she nonchalantly went to buy a magazine as a disguise, then brazenly sat back down to continue her surveillance—a complete charlatan. Or you could say she didn't realize she'd been discovered, but she deliberately walked out of her room to buy a magazine as a disguise before sitting back down—clearly treating the Grand Knight Commander like a fool!

This isn't right, is it? This kid seems pretty bright, could it be that his brain generates electricity through water?

The Grand Knight's astonished expression did not escape Skadi's notice. Realizing her disguise was inadequate, Skadi pursed her lips, put down the magazine with a troubled expression, and got up to leave Russell's observation range once more. A moment later, she returned. This time, she wore a red scarf around her neck and sunglasses, almost completely obscuring her face; she certainly seemed to have put considerable effort into her disguise.

Then she sat back down on the bench, obliviously picked up the magazine she had tossed on it, and pretended to read it with a straight face.

The magazine was still the same magazine, and the location was still the same, yet even the battle-hardened Grand Knight Commander felt a little dizzy from reading it.

This is no way to be a spy! Has the world really changed, or am I just too old and useless?

"Marna, go and bring that little girl upstairs."

Seeing Skadi staring at him for several minutes, clearly about to get up and change again, Russell quickly said something. Marner, who was reading the newspaper, looked at Russell with a puzzled expression and asked in return:

"why?"

"I really like this girl; she has a kind of innocent beauty."

"What do you mean?"

"You have the same style as back then."

Russell said tactfully, implying that he was just like Russell back then—a hothead.

Marna raised an eyebrow in surprise. "She has the style of my youth. Back then, I single-handedly stormed into the rebels' lair, making seven incursions and killing more than ten traitors. What little girl can match my style?"

Seeing that the Grand Knight Commander didn't seem to be joking, Marna got up and left the meeting room.

......

Outside the gate of the Supervisory Council, in the square.

Skadi had just gotten up from the bench when she saw Marna, the surveillance target Roy had designated for her, walking out of the Supervisory Council building, and she immediately perked up.

Making her do surveillance work is really a bit of a torture for her. What kind of work did she do back in Agor? Fighting the sea monsters, clearing out traitors, setting up camps and charging into the sea to quell the abyss. Those were all physically demanding jobs where one person could take on a hundred enemies. Even after going ashore and becoming a bounty hunter, she never did any intelligence work. Old Jose would list the mission objectives, she would sign them, and then check them off when she returned. The money and goods were naturally taken care of by Old Jose. In short, there was no activity related to espionage.

This trip is more tiring than killing a hundred dinosaurs.

Fortunately, Marna's route was relatively fixed. Roy said that he would leave home every morning, spend most of the day slacking off at the Supervisory Council to read newspapers as ordered, and go home to sleep after collecting his security guard wages in the evening. It was a simple routine, just follow him. If his route changed at any time, that would be the time for Skadi's operation.

But now, hasn't his path changed?

He came out of the Supervisory Council building ahead of time! Should I make my move now?

Skadi thought for a moment, with so many people around, should she follow Marna to a more secluded place? But to her surprise, her target didn't run away; instead, she walked straight towards her.

Marna looked the silver-haired girl up and down, a question mark seemingly appearing above her head.

Where is there any place here that is the same as mine? Has Mr. Russell misjudged me?

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time before Marna finally spoke:

"You've been following me around lately, is there something you need?"

“Someone told me to stop you,” Skadi said, her honesty surprising even Marna.

With her mind racing, and considering recent events, Marna asked, "Stop me? Why would you stop me?"

Unexpectedly, Skadi's answer was as airtight as if the jar were completely empty: "I don't know either."

Volume 1: Chapter 101 Skadi: It doesn't matter, I'll take action.

Skadi isn't stupid.

Before entrusting the task to her, Roy specifically told her that under no circumstances should his identity be revealed. Skadi naturally wouldn't tell Marna about Roy's existence.

What? Marna is asking why you stopped him?

Skadi doesn't know.

When Roy assigned Skadi this task, she agreed without hesitation. "Just interception, right? That's easy," she thought. Her third team was adept at both assault and rearguard action, and they'd done plenty of things like stopping the enemy; it wasn't difficult. As for why they needed to do it this way, that was the captain's problem to solve; Skadi wouldn't ask.

Deep-sea hunters, each with their own duties!

Roy seemed to want to explain why, but Skadi simply refused, using that as her reason. She only cared about her mission and the reward Roy had promised—the whereabouts of the other hunters. The rest, whatever happened, was none of her concern.

Therefore, Marner asked the wrong person.

Russell sighed helplessly as he watched Skadi follow Marna into his office, the Grand Knight Commander's office, without any restraint.

This child, despite possessing exceptionally keen observation skills, seems to lack a certain spark in her brain for some reason. There's no logic in a monitor brazenly following the monitored into the enemy's headquarters after being discovered. You see, in Kazimierz, even the directors of the Merchant Guild wouldn't dare easily step through the gates of her Supervisory Council, let alone face her, the Grand Knight Commander.

She was a veteran of the battlefield, someone who had fought against the Ursus people. Ordinary people would tremble and barely be able to stand at the mere sight of her, not to mention spies; once captured by her, they would most likely confess on the spot. She didn't think this frail little girl in front of her was any different.

Russell gave Marner a reassuring look, then got into work mode, sitting behind his desk with his hands clasped together, his gaze cool and serious as he asked:

"What's your name?"

“Skadi,” Skadi replied.

Russell nodded. As expected, Skadi offered no resistance, which reassured her considerably. She then continued to ask:

"What do you want to do?"

"Stop Marna."

Why are you stopping her?

“I don’t know,” Skadi said.

Russell frowned. She had thought Skadi would be cooperative, but it turned out she still had a bit of resistance. But it didn't matter; she had plenty of ways to deal with it.

"Young lady, don't worry. This is the Supervisory Council, and I am the Grand Knight Commander, the head of the Supervisory Council. You can answer my questions with confidence. Don't worry about anyone retaliating against you for this. I will guarantee your safety. Understand?"

Skadi tilted her head, somewhat puzzled as to why the serious woman in front of her, who looked somewhat similar to the governors of Agor, would suddenly say these things to her, but she still nodded as if she understood: "I understand."

"Then let me ask you, why did you stop Marner? Who gave you the right to stop Marner?"