Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

"Nearlight's physical examination showed no abnormalities. She has not participated in training recently, possibly due to psychological factors."

"Psychological factors?"

Dobermann paused for a moment, then nodded in understanding. As a soldier who had actually been on the battlefield, she was very aware of the crucial impact of mental state on soldiers. Nearl usually seemed very optimistic, but Dobermann had also seen Nearl's medical reports. As an Infected person, it wasn't impossible for her to feel down for a few days.

Coincidentally, Doberman felt he could be of help to Margaret in this kind of situation!

She immediately suggested, "Dr. Kal'tsit, I would like to request permission to visit Nearl."

Aren't you the instructor of the preparatory group? When did you become so close to the Radiant Knights of Kazimierz?

A question mark seemed to pop out on Kal'tsit's forehead. Moreover, what's troubling Nearl is clearly a relationship problem. What good would Dobermann do there? Aren't you also an older single woman? Are you two going to complain together?

She'd better not do things that add negative energy; she doesn't want the two of them to come to her for psychological counseling later.

After all, she doesn't seem to have much say in this matter.

Looking somewhat embarrassed, Kal'tsit suggested, "Instructor Dobermann, psychological counseling is not within your scope of responsibility. The medical department will handle this matter, so please don't trouble yourself."

“But I have a lot of experience with these things!” Dobermann was also a person who was not willing to admit defeat. As a former military officer and current instructor of Mineral Patients, she really wanted to help Nearl, so she said firmly and seriously, “I used to be an officer in Bolivar. My soldiers and I have done this kind of thing. In terms of experience, the doctors on Rhodes Island may not be as rich as me.”

"Furthermore, I have always admired Miss Margaret, and I hope to take this opportunity to bring us closer together!"

Dubin's words were forceful and clear, sounding less like a request and more like a soldier reporting to his superior.

In contrast to her loud voice, there was complete silence inside the door of the head of the medical department's office.

Kelsey's hands trembled like those of a Parkinson's patient, and the scalding cup of coffee bounced and tumbled back and forth like a sieve in a chef's wok.

She was truly shocked. Over tens of thousands of years, she had seen countless things on this land, and she used to think that no matter how outrageous the scene was, it was nothing more than a trivial matter in her eyes. But just now, Dobermann's heartfelt confession still made her tremble all over.

What does it mean to have done it with your soldiers? What does it mean to have a lot of experience in this area?

You... no, you, have I been laughing at you all along? Could it be that you are some kind of rumored soldier of Bolívar?

I've seen all sorts of things (x) I've never seen anything like this before (√)

If Theresa had been half as good as you at playing the straight game, Theresa wouldn't have rebelled.

Kal'tsit pursed her lips, her hands trembling as she drank the scalding hot coffee, and nodded at the same time:

"In that case, go. Remember..."

Her voice rose a few octaves as she said:

"Remember, never do anything out of line!"

The Dobermann outside, unaware of what was going on, glanced at the tightly closed door, tilted his head, and, not understanding the meaning of Kal'tsit's last words, took it as just routine advice, replied:

"Understood, thank you doctor!"

Dobermann's footsteps faded slowly down the corridor, but Kal'tsit, sitting in her medical department office, remained deeply troubled. She was completely refreshed; the fatigue from her cultivation had vanished under the immense stimulation. Looking at the spilled coffee on her desk, Kal'tsit seemed to remember something. She rose, walked to her desk, picked up the phone, and dialed the command center number.

A moment later, Amiya's lovely voice came from the other end of the microphone:

"Teacher Kal'tsit, what happened?"

“Amiya, I think we should conduct another comprehensive investigation into the social background and resume of the Rhodes Island operators.”

"Huh?" Amiya's expression froze. Checking resumes was no small matter. Rhodes Island had at least a hundred new recruits in the combat department alone, and hundreds more in the logistics department. There were also many Mineral Patients who worked while ill in exchange for medical resources. A comprehensive check would take a considerable amount of time and money.

She quickly pressed, "Why are you suddenly doing this, Professor Kal'tsit? Have you noticed something wrong?"

"Hmm," Kal'tsit replied earnestly, "I've discovered that Rhodes Island is truly a place where hidden talents abound."

Volume 1: Chapter 118 Protecting her is roughly equivalent to protecting the world.

"I...I need to go back to Kazimir!"

Inside the medical department office, Radiant Knight Margaret Nearl, her face flushed and stern, made her request to Kal'tsit, who was sitting in her office chair.

Faced with such a sudden request, even Kal'tsit was somewhat surprised. After some thought, she still advised:

"Have you thought this through? Kazimierz hasn't lifted your exile yet. Making an irrational choice based solely on emotions is not a good quality. I hope you can think things through and truly confront your own feelings before making a more rational decision."

Margaret remained silent.

Is it possible that this silence is not because Kal'tsit's advice has had any effect?

I mean, is there such a possibility? It's not necessarily true.

This so-called "emotional factor" that you're talking about is the reason why I absolutely have to go back this time.

Seemingly noticing the grievance in Margaret's eyes, Kal'tsit softened her usually cold tone and comforted her, saying, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can confide in me about your troubles. As the head of the medical department, I also have a corresponding responsibility for the mental health of the operators."

Speaking of this, seemingly recalling what happened in the office yesterday, she emphasized again:

"However, I don't have much experience in matters of the heart. Most of the time, you have to rely on yourself in these things."

“I really didn’t… I really didn’t go back to Kazimierz because of feelings!” Margaret finally struggled to say.

Kal'tsit countered, "Then why did you return to Kazimierz?"

"To find Roy."

Margaret's words had barely left her lips when an awkward silence fell over the office. After a long pause, Margaret tilted her head back, sniffed resignedly, and said:

"Dr. Kal'tsit..."

"I understand everything."

That's wonderful. Thank you.

“It’s all taken care of. Come back soon,” Kal’tsit said, then paused and added, “If you don’t come back, remember to send Amiya a message. After all, you’re an operator of Rhodes Island. If you have time, I think Amiya will come on behalf of Rhodes Island…”

"Dr. Kal'tsit! I'm leaving!"

Margaret Nearl interrupted Kal'tsit's words with a loud voice that sounded like she was grinding her molars to powder.

Judging from this, Kal'tsit is about to quickly move on to the banquet!

What else do you want to say? Is your next step to advertise for me and promote Rhodes Island's delivery services?

I never expected you to be like this, Kal'tsit.

Margaret nearly lost her composure as she fled the office, leaving only the creaking sound of the slowly closing door and Kal'tsit's thoughtful gaze inside.

Yes, it's not good to say these things directly. The young lady is still quite reserved, unlike me.

When Amiya goes to Kazimierz, I'll recommend Rhodes Island's all-inclusive service to Margaret.

...........

Margaret set off in a hurry, but she was destined to be disappointed.

From Rhodes Island, which roams the border between Ursus and Great Yan, crossing most of Ursus's territory to reach the borders of Kazimierz, even by air, it would take nearly two days. As a prisoner still in exile, Margaret naturally couldn't openly request an airship from Rhodes Island to go to Kazimierz; she could only follow the messenger's delegation, relying on vehicles and even trekking such a long distance on foot.

Roy had set a departure time of two days from the Great Knights' Territory.

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Even Viviana found Roy's arrangements somewhat hard to understand.

Roy is now the champion, and arguably the most talked-about champion since the Knights' Special Tournament was inception. Countless sponsors are waiting to work with him, countless capitalists are waiting to throw money at him, and countless Kazimierz idolize him.

He's so popular that even the recently famous female editor of the Wine Journal, known as "the all-knowing Apophis," has given Roy extremely high praise.

I'm not afraid of official media praising someone; I'm afraid even the most unscrupulous tabloids on the street can't find fault with them, let alone a wine newspaper that's widely recognized for abandoning conscience for money and doing anything for buzz.

Roy can now be said to have achieved both fame and fortune. Even though he still adheres to the three principles of not accepting any sponsorship, not joining any knightly order, and not relying on any capital, his fame alone is enough to allow him to live a carefree life in the Great Knight Territory.

Viviana was utterly baffled that he was leaving at this moment.

She decided to talk to Roy alone.

Then he met Roy's companion on this trip—a woman named Skadi.

"Can I go?" Viviana, who had originally wanted to persuade Roy to stay in the Grand Knight Territory, seemed to have changed her mind all of a sudden and volunteered.

Roy paused, then said, "But don't you have a knight order...?"

"I can take leave, or if all else fails, I'll just quit. Anyway, I've already achieved my goal."

With the living legend of the knight Kazimierz right beside her, why should she go to such lengths?

Besides, she has achieved a top-three finish in the Major and hasn't made any mistakes. Even if she leaves the Grand Knights for a while, the Business Federation will continue to provide her with resources when she returns.

People with unique and irreplaceable advantages never have to worry about their position being challenged during a short absence.

Roy, however, was somewhat surprised by Viviana's decisiveness. In his eyes, Viviana should have been a much more level-headed person. He himself had to leave to save the world, so why was Viviana leaving?

He glanced at Skadi, who was standing silently behind him.

Did the baby killer whale make her feel stressed?

That's overthinking it. Roy knew that his relationship with the little orca was currently just a partnership. If he didn't find any trace of other deep-sea hunters on this trip, it was questionable whether their partnership could continue, let alone have any other ideas.

Even if it's the end of the world, they're still having romance across the ocean? If Hai Si really comes ashore, will she still be a bunch of white-haired beauties?

......

"Is this your reason for coming to me for money after you've gone on a long trip?" Xiao Xuan Tie gritted his teeth as he listened to Roy's voice on the phone.

But Roy didn't care. He was quite self-righteous: "Wasn't my bonus confiscated as a fine? That money was all the start-up capital I contributed to the founding of Wuzhou... oh no, Yuanshi Cloud Company. I'm penniless now. How am I supposed to leave the house if you don't give me money?"

“I can give you the money.” Xuan Tie’s eyelids twitched as he listened to the chewing sounds coming from beside the phone. “But why should I give you that woman’s money too?”