Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

"Pegasus! It's Pegasus! It's the real Pegasus!"

Big Mouth Mob exclaimed.

"Legend has it that during the war between Ursus and Kazimir, the Silver Spear Pygath faced an enemy many times his size, yet remained fearless, and a new sun rose over the dark plains!"

This is a heroic tale familiar to all Kazimierz. The legendary hero, facing the ruthless war machine of Ursus, single-handedly turned the tide of the battle with absolute power. The new sun on the plains outshone the Pegasus of the two moons. Even the most naive child, if born in Kazimierz, would never be indifferent to such a legend!

At that very moment, a knight recreated this glorious scene before their very eyes.

"Is this the true nature of the Great Wilderness Starfall?"

Watching the Pegasus rider swooping down from the sky, Charnet felt for the first time the lack of his own vocabulary and wisdom.

What kind of machine can analyze such a spell? What kind of armor can withstand such an attack? What kind of person can stand upright in such a situation?

If it were truly possible, the Ursus Army Group would have done it long ago, and wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat on the plains.

Defeating it is like trying to defeat the well-known legend of Casimir.

"Can't win."

This was the only thought in Char's mind at that moment.

Pegasus's appearance almost completely ignited the already powder keg-like arena. The impatient audience even began to collectively try to climb over the walls and rush to the center of the arena to witness this glorious moment.

Only the Blood Knight remained unmoved.

"Is this your real trump card?"

Faced with the overwhelming wave of blood that was utterly "killed" like a devastating force, the Blood Knight's face showed no sign of defeat, but rather was filled with boundless excitement and joy.

Fighting to the death against a legend, it wasn't a bad loss.

The flames fell, and a great star fell from the wilderness!

"The match is over. Let us congratulate the champion of the 23rd Kazimierz Knights' Tournament Special Championship, the true legend, the Pegasus Knight Roy!"

P.S.: It's not too much to ask for some votes, is it?

Don't rush, the fact that infected people will participate has already been foreshadowed, and Roy also has a backup plan.

The goal of creating entertaining content is to make everyone happy and enjoyable. How could we possibly create something like a match-fixing incident where player number 8 collapsed on the spot?

Volume 1: Chapter 107 The Great Meltdown of Four Cities

Braun is a corporate dog.

Those who are unemployed call those who work for the Business Federation that way—not for any one of the big companies in the Business Federation, but truly for the Business Federation itself.

Unlike those office workers who spend their days sitting in their offices drinking tea, Braun has his own life. He can choose his own career and live like an ordinary person. Of course, this is just a disguise. His real task is to act as an intermediary between the Business Federation and the Unarmored Alliance.

Yes, the Unarmored Alliance, considered an unrealistic urban legend by countless Kazimierz residents, actually exists. Moreover, their traces are everywhere in Kazimierz. It's no exaggeration to say that if you see a familiar knight disappear or die unexpectedly on television, there's a 99% chance it's the work of the Unarmored Alliance. They are a group of assassins who live in the shadows, protecting the interests of the Commercial Federation.

The thought that he knew such secrets always gave Braun a sense of superiority. He felt a genuine pleasure whenever he heard the heartbroken and complaining expressions of his fans who were devastated by the departure of their favorite knights. Although designating a target wasn't his prerogative, he was the one who delivered the message, and the thought gave him a feeling of absolute power, as if he held the key to life and death.

Those star knights, if they were to die, it would only take a word from him.

Just like that recently popular Heng Knight, who fought his way through the competition as a dark horse and actually made it to the finals. What's more, the most outrageous thing is that he was unwilling to cooperate with the Business Federation. He didn't accept any of those endorsement and advertising projects that could have made him a lot of money. I don't know how many companies regretted it and were furious.

In Braun's view, this behavior was a classic example of courting death.

The Business Federation is no pushover. They've seen plenty of uncooperative individuals like Knight Roy, and none of them ever ended well. Don't be fooled by his current success; he seems to be all-powerful in Kazimierz, even reaching the finals. Even if he wins, so what? That Radiant Knight, from the Nearl family, was dealt with by the Business Federation in just a few words, wasn't he?

In his opinion, if all else fails, those big bosses will definitely come to him and ask him to pass on a message to the assassins of the Unarmored Alliance. At that point, what's this about the Eternal Knight Roy? Hmph, he'll see if he can even defeat a mere Azure Gold Grandmaster!

"I really wish this day would come sooner. I love seeing these arrogant guys break down and beg for mercy on their deathbeds. And those assassins from the Unarmored Alliance, couldn't they at least torture them a bit before they made their move?"

Lost in his own thoughts, Braun turned onto the path leading home.

To conceal his true identity, Braun chose not to reside in the wealthy area near the city center, but rather in a detached bungalow in the old town. Who would imagine that such a powerful figure, capable of holding the lives of star knights in his hands, lived in such a diverse and chaotic neighborhood?

This is what it means to live a life of quiet seclusion in the city! Braun often said this with pride.

"clang--"

The sound was as crisp as a can being kicked against a wall. Braun instinctively looked toward the source of the sound, but the streetlights on the path seemed to be malfunctioning today, and the insufficient light meant that his vision was limited to complete darkness.

With a slight frown, Braun looked away.

Perhaps some drunkard accidentally kicked it; there are too many people like that. A few days ago, when the Candle Knights were defeated, gambling addicts drowning their sorrows in alcohol filled every dark alleyway of the Grand Knights' territory. People like that aren't worth Braun's attention; let them die wherever they want, preferably far away so they don't get in his way.

Braun quickened his pace slightly, just as he was about to head home, when a white shadow under the streetlight ahead forced him to stop.

The shadowy figure hanging from the streetlamp loomed, its swaying body blocking the light and casting a long shadow. Its face was far from serene; terror seemed to have just appeared on its features, frozen in time by the death of its master. Most importantly, a heavy sword forged from black iron was impaled across the man's chest.

"White?"

Braun recognized the owner of the corpse, and then an even greater fear enveloped him.

This is his colleague, and this is another liaison from the business association.

They met up that afternoon to complain about the Commercial Federation's recent leniency towards the knights and the arrogance of that Heng Knight. They even made a bet on how many days the Heng Knight would live. White confidently said:

"I'll try to talk to that big shot I know; I bet Roy won't live more than a week."

However, he is now hanging from a lamppost, the large, translucent hole in his chest like a bloody eye, watching him and telling the story of his tragic end.

Who did it?

Without a second thought, Braun pinched his thigh to get his body moving, then turned and ran away.

His contact had been killed, and whatever the reason, he had to report it to the Business Federation immediately. And... who knew if he would be next?

But he had only just turned around when he had to stop again.

Unbeknownst to him, a group of fully armed people wearing masks and hats had gathered behind him and surrounded him.

Looking at the gleaming crossbows in their hands, Braun swallowed hard and asked tremblingly:

"who are you?"

No one responded.

What do you want?

Still no one responded.

"Can...can you let me go?"

This time, the group of people, who had been as still as statues, finally made a move—the very thing Braun least wanted to see—they shook their heads.

"Please, please, help me! I have a wife, she's waiting for me at home."

"It's alright, that woman has been taken care of. Just like you said, we acted quickly, without any torture."

Another neutral electronic voice, disguised by a voice changer, came from behind him. Braun's body trembled violently; the voice almost evoked the most terrifying memories deep within his soul.

"Mysterious...Mysterious Iron? You are the Unarmored Alliance? You actually want to kill me! You've already killed White! You killed the liaison! You want to betray us!"

His mind sharpened instantly, and Braun murmured incredulously. The next second, he gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to shout loudly.

This area is all residential. If we kill someone here, as long as it attracts attention, it will definitely make the news. At the very least, the Federation will notice the deaths of the two liaisons immediately.

However, before his last words could escape his throat, a cold glint pierced through his throat, splitting him in two.

"It's a pity you could have died even more mysteriously."

Xiao Xuan Tie gently wiped away the bloodstains on the sword.

This target wouldn't normally warrant her personal involvement, but unfortunately, some of the things he and the corpse hanging from the streetlight said during the surveillance phase were simply too jarring.

Let's just consider it setting an example.

Xiao Xuan Tie glanced at the [fuses] who were already skillfully cleaning up the scene, nodded slightly, took out the anonymous phone in his pocket, pulled up the list, and deleted the last name.

This is the last one; with this, the contact list is now completely blank.

No one knew Xuan Tie's true identity anymore. From that moment on, Xuan Tie and the Wu Zhou Alliance officially broke away from the control of the Business Federation and went underground.

No longer a useful tool for the Business Federation to punish disobedient knights, but an equal, underground watchdog observing the actions of every Kazimierz.

Next, an "accident" is needed to completely erase all information about the Unarmored Alliance from this land.

"【Fuse】, ready, initiating the fuse operation. Let's bring this glittering city to a standstill for now."

P.S.: My grandpa and dad both tested positive, and I feel like I'm doomed too, especially since I wasn't wearing a mask at home. I'm going to be a Wang Chongyang (a famous Chinese doctor known for his poor health) now. This virus is really scary. My grandpa's illness this afternoon led to complications, specifically emphysema, and he's having trouble breathing; it's so painful. I don't have any symptoms yet, and I hope I get better soon.

Volume 1: Chapter 108 Magnetic Field Rotates by One Million Horsepower, Deep Sea Hunter Fist

Kavaleriaki, Grand Knight Commander of Kazimierz.

During the Major, the three remaining selected mobile cities of Kazimir will connect with the main city of Kavaleria, forming the entirety of the Great Knightsland. The so-called "Four-City Meltdown" refers to the paralysis of the hub control responsible for managing the connections in the four cities, causing a widespread power outage in all four cities.

This is an extremely risky undertaking. Connecting mobile cities is no child's toy train. According to data from the Unarmored Alliance's model tests, the maximum time for a four-city meltdown cannot exceed ten minutes. If it exceeds ten minutes, the out-of-control connecting mechanisms may malfunction, causing a chain-reaction collision between the four cities while they are in motion. That would be arguably the largest rear-end collision in Terra's history, potentially endangering the lives and property of millions.

Therefore, during the period when the four cities were linked, control of the four cities and the core city key were jointly managed by the National Assembly, the Control Yuan, and the Business Federation. To paralyze the power supply to the four cities, the Unarmored Alliance must simultaneously shut down the power control mechanisms in three facilities.

Is it a coincidence? The three power supply mechanisms were all personally operated by the three Xuan Ties, one by one.

Currently, the Business Federation's entire focus is on the ongoing Major Finals. The outcome of the Roy vs. De Caiopolis match and the "Champions Month" celebrations in Casimir after the game have made them completely blinded, giving the Unarmed League the best opportunity.

After cutting off all contacts, the power control agency within the Business Federation was officially taken over by the Unarmored Alliance.

The National Assembly was nothing but an empty shell. Its exterior was given by the military power controlled by the Supervisory Council, while its interior was filled with the wealth of the Commercial Federation. Despite being the nominal highest leadership body in all of Kazimierz, the National Assembly was the one that fell the fastest.

All that remains is the most troublesome Supervisory Council.

Having not set foot in a civilized city for a long time, looking at the towering steel jungles and the bustling traffic on the streets, Old Xuan Tie had a touch of melancholy on his face.