Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

He looked up and met the smiling eyes from behind the mask, as well as a specially made earpiece bearing the Unarmored Alliance logo that was handed to him, and gave a wry smile.

"Maybe I should just (die)..."

"Why don't you go and talk to her for me?" Xuan Tie blurted out before he could.

Kid, if you listen to what Russell said, you're doomed.

Volume 1: Chapter 113 The Deal is Made

Russell, who was guarding the door, did not see Xuan Tie emerge with a longbow in hand, but rather Charney, who raised his hands with a reluctant expression. Russell frowned involuntarily.

Russell still had some impression of Charner. Unlike his predecessors, who were only focused on interests, this spokesperson for the Business Federation acted more like an ambitious schemer. Since becoming spokesperson, although he avoided direct confrontation with the Oversight Council, he had devoted himself to infiltrating the National Assembly. As a result, today, apart from a few top leaders, almost everyone in the National Assembly had become a lackey of the Business Federation. The few high-ranking judges that the Oversight Council had painstakingly held onto were now just empty shells.

Russell considered Charné a talented individual, but also an undisputed loyalist of the Business Federation. For that very reason, she never imagined that Charné would walk out of that door at a time like this.

"You infiltrated the Federation? You're from the Unarmored Alliance?"

Charne's face was full of helplessness. He wanted to say no, but the gaze locked on him in the darkness behind him made him unable to utter a single word of denial.

Moreover, to put it mildly, he was forced to come out and be questioned, which is basically like mud falling into his pants—even if it's not shit, it's still shit.

After some struggle, facing Russell's questioning gaze, he could only raise his head with a resolute expression and answer:

"I think I am."

That stubbornness, that patience, that pain of wanting to curse but being unable to—all of it was seen by the Grand Knight Commander.

She turned her head slightly and glanced at the dark building of the Supervisory Council behind Charnet, then suddenly realized. But she felt no sympathy or pity whatsoever; instead, a smile crept onto her lips.

Seeing Charne's disgusted expression, Russell was overjoyed. What could be more gratifying than seeing someone who had caused her so much trouble suffer? Even the annoyance of being tricked by the Unarmored Alliance tonight had dissipated considerably. She coughed lightly twice, pretending not to have noticed anything, and said:

"Why did the Unarmored Alliance shut down the power? This is very dangerous. If the power is not restored in time, the four cities will experience a serious derailment. The resulting loss of life and property will be incalculable. Isn't the Unarmored Alliance afraid?"

Charne, upon hearing this, also perked up slightly. This was a question he had been wanting to ask all along. Meanwhile, Xuan Tie, who was remotely directing operations from inside the Supervisory Council building behind him using only an earpiece, answered softly:

"The derailment of the four cities is indeed dangerous, but as long as power is restored on time, everything will be fine. As for why we are doing this, and whether the Unarmored Alliance is afraid of the potential consequences, I can only tell you..."

Xuan Tie paused, then said in an almost joking tone:

"After tonight, there will be no more Unarmed Alliance in Kazimir."

After completing the erasure of all information related to the Unarmored Alliance and severing its ties with the Business Federation, the Unarmored Alliance will become nothing more than an urban legend in Kazimierz. In its place will be a shell company called "Source Stone Cloud," which Xuan Tie had already prepared. It will take over all of the Unarmored Alliance's key resources, including a large amount of funds, high-level combat power, and intelligence gathering on various industries in Kazimierz and their leaders and behind-the-scenes figures over the past hundred years, including even some fatal incriminating evidence against those in power.

With the help of these political resources, Yuanshi Cloud, a small company that sells "hand sanitizer," will rise at an unimaginable speed in a short period of time, and will have a smooth rise until it officially joins the Business Federation, or even takes the lead in the Business Federation.

At that time, there will be no more Unarmored Alliance in Kazimierz, only Originium Cloud, a legitimate giant corporation that controls both assassin power and capital power.

This answer silenced Russell.

From the moment she realized the Unarmored Alliance's behind-the-scenes role in the power outage, she began to ponder the true meaning of their actions. Was it a radical move against the increasingly powerful Business Federation to ensure the organization's independence, or a well-thought-out, reluctant tactic to demonstrate their power and deter the increasingly radical Supervisory Council? But even she never imagined that the Unarmored Alliance's purpose was simply to rid themselves of the "Unarmored Alliance" itself.

They want to completely break away from the Business Federation and start working independently; they want to become a third-party force in the Grand Knights' mess!

Although they theoretically possessed the capability long ago, Russell still felt a sense of pressure when he truly confirmed this ambition. This meant that the Overseer's future enemies had changed from a single super adversary to two equally formidable behemoths. They were already struggling against a single Business Federation, let alone having to balance the ever-watchful Unarmored Alliance in the future.

Should we stop them?

The thought had barely crossed Russell's mind when Charnette's megaphone rang again:

"It's too late, Your Excellency the Grand Knight."

“Since I dare to have my envoy speak to you at this moment, you should realize that the plan is not still in progress, but has ended. The existence of the Unarmored Alliance has been erased from the memories of everyone except you and a few others, including the Supervisory Council.”

Russell closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "I see."

"But, as you said, I remember, and the directors of the Business Federation also remember, they probably won't let a traitor like you off easily, will they?"

Is it finally time to negotiate?

Charne thought to himself. He felt a deep disdain for Xuan Tie's words, "my messenger," yet he couldn't help but feel fortunate, as it meant his life was temporarily spared. But what the future held depended on the conditions proposed by the Grand Knight Commander and Xuan Tie's response.

“Please speak your mind,” Xuan Tie said.

"I find your approach very interesting. This power outage took everyone by surprise," the Grand Knight said slowly. "And a lot can be accomplished in just ten minutes. Although it's definitely too late tonight, in the future..."

“I’d like to do it too,” she said with a smile. “I hope that you will ‘cooperate’ with us then, just like I did today.”

She already had a rough idea of ​​a plan in mind.

Kazimir has a law that if a mobile city faces a major crisis that it cannot resolve on its own, the surrounding Knights of Conquest have the right to accept the summons of the Overseer Council to enter the city and impose a curfew and temporary control.

If, in the future, the Supervisory Commission does indeed reach that point in its struggle with the Business Federation, then everything the Uninhibited Alliance is doing now will serve as a good example.

Second power outage?

Upon understanding Russell's meaning, Charnet's heart nearly skipped a beat. What an insane proposal! Yet, before he could even voice his doubts, Xuan Tie's instructions came through the earpiece:

"You have no choice, kid. Well then, it's a pleasure doing business with you."

Volume 1: Chapter 114 This story is quite long.

All he could see was darkness, and a strong stench filled his nostrils. The sound of rushing water reached his ears. Marna frowned, hesitated for a moment, but still forced himself to jump down the stairs and into this underground territory of Kazimierz.

Before he could explore this unknown territory, a voice above him caught his attention.

"Marna, what are you doing? Is this a new job?"

Marner immediately raised her head, looked at the blue figure crouching at the sewer opening, narrowed her eyes, and questioned:

“You shouldn’t be here, Roy. By normal procedure, you should be at the competition venue right now, giving interviews to those reporters, and then collecting that hefty prize money and a useless trophy.”

Roy pursed his lips. He knew, of course, that it was very unusual for him to leave the arena now, but what could he do? If he didn't come soon, Skadi would be caught.

As a half-sea creature who had merged with the "Last Knight," Roy could be considered, by some reckoning, an unofficial deep-sea hunter. He could sense that Skadi's current condition wasn't good; she wasn't moving very fast in the sewers and even seemed prone to getting lost. If they let Manner go down now, Skadi might be captured by her uncle. This was something Roy didn't want to see.

Just as Skadi hoped to gain information about other Deepsea Hunters from him, he also hoped to gain the recognition of other Deepsea Hunters through Skadi, thereby obtaining more information about Agor. She's been captured; where is Roy going to find another reliable, clear-headed Deepsea Hunter?

He blurted out a very awkward, offhand remark: "Isn't there a power outage?" Roy looked at Marna, extended his hand, and suggested, "Anyway, let's come up here and talk. You're smelling terrible down there, and I'm getting tired of squatting up here."

Marna stared at Roy for a moment, seemingly considering something. After a while, he turned his head, glanced at the deep sewer passage, looked away, reached out and took Roy's hand, and climbed onto the ground.

The red lights of the emergency power supply were gradually illuminating the main roads and major buildings in the core city of the Great Knight Territory, casting an ominous crimson hue over the sky. Backlit, Marna looked at Roy's smiling face and, before he could quip or joke, asked directly:

"Is tonight's event related to the Unarmored Alliance?"

Roy's expression froze as he looked at Marna's tense face and the hand on the hilt of his sword. He couldn't help but sigh, his feigned ease vanishing. At the same time, his demeanor changed, transforming from a youthful, sunny, and cheerful young man back into the cold and capable Azure King who had confronted Marna under the streetlights that night.

"Yes," he replied. "What's done is done. What are you complaining about?"

Marner was taken aback by the question.

What was he resentful about? To be honest, he had absolutely no intention of interfering in the Wuzhou Alliance's plan and the conspiracy behind it. Even if the plan succeeded and the four cities experienced a power outage, he wouldn't feel the slightest bit emotionally. He might even boo the Business Federation, which was crying and complaining about losing a lot of money. From this perspective, the matter was actually none of his business, and he really had nothing to be resentful about.

His dissatisfaction stemmed from another aspect, namely, a person.

Did Roy realize this, which is why he asked this question directly? It's as impolite of him to directly inquire about the relationship between this matter and the Unarmored Alliance.

Marna smiled helplessly; Roy wasn't giving her any leeway in words.

Realizing her recent emotional outburst, Marner took a deep breath and asked again:

"Which silver-haired woman who calls herself Skadi, is she a hidden member of your Unarmored Alliance?"

Skadi's strength clearly surpassed Marna's preconceived notions about the Unarmored Alliance. In his memory, even the oldest member of the Black Iron Clan, once he engaged in close combat, was helpless and had to surrender. Yet Skadi not only fought him head-on but also defended against his and Russell's combined attack. This level of strength wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she had reached the level of Ursus Wendigo, who had fought against his father, Cyril Nearl.

Such talent could only be secretly cultivated by someone without a powerful alliance.

"No, Skadi has nothing to do with the Unarmored Alliance. She might not even know what the Unarmored Alliance is."

Roy answered readily; he was stalling for time. In Hai Si's perception of his fellow citizens, Skadi's aura as a "special individual" was becoming increasingly distant—thank goodness, she hadn't gotten lost in the sewers after all.

To ensure her safety, and also as a way of repaying Marner for turning a blind eye, he explained very seriously and earnestly:

"Judging from your appearance, you must have already fought Skadi. To be honest, she doesn't belong to any faction in Kazimierz. She doesn't even belong to Kazimierz at all. I picked her up, and before I found her, she came from a civilization that may be very unfamiliar to you—Agor."

"Agor?" Roy's words caused Marna to fall into a brief moment of contemplation. He had expected Roy to lie to him, after all, for the Azure Gold of the Unarmored Alliance, lying was in their nature. He was also confident that he could see through these lies. But he hadn't expected Roy to sincerely explain something so unbelievable.

Marner didn't even think Roy was lying; it was like a mother asking her child why they hadn't done their homework, and the child saying that aliens had come in a UFO and taken it. He wouldn't tell such a low-level lie.

After searching her memory for anything about Agor, Marner tentatively began to speak:

“I’ve heard of the Agors, but as far as I know, they are not a civilization, but a race that lives along the coast of Iberia.”

Roy nodded with satisfaction. This was not only because Marna knew some information about Agor, but also because he had accepted Roy's question, which meant he believed Roy's answer, even if it seemed unbelievable.

Sure enough, to win over Uncle, you have to start with his family. With the help of Little Maria and Zofia, all the goodwill I've gained over this period of time hasn't been in vain.

After organizing the information in his mind, Roy looked at Marna and the city behind him that was gradually being relit, and slowly said:

"This is a long story..."

P.S.: Does anyone think I'll let Roy go and fight Hai Si alone?

No, I'm not right. If I'm going to do something big, I'm going to do it on a grand scale. My goal is to form the Golden Team ahead of time!

Volume 1: Chapter 115 The Sea

"A long, long time ago, there was a vast country in the sea."

Roy had barely opened his mouth when Marner immediately raised his hand to interrupt him:

"Could you please stop using that tone you use when telling bedtime stories to little kids? It makes me feel really uncomfortable."

"Quite a few requirements." Roy muttered under his breath, rolled his eyes, opened the [Kal'tsit's Riddle] module, and continued, "For a long time, our attention has been focused on this land, on the wars between several countries and the treachery between several groups of people, while we have overlooked the much larger forbidden zone surrounding this land - the ocean."

“Manna, the Agor of Iberia that you speak of, the Agor we see, is merely a small part of the true Agor civilization that has separated from us. Note that I am using the word ‘civilization’ here, not ‘nation.’ Agor is undoubtedly a civilization, a civilization unlike any other nation on this land.”

“Now I understand.”