Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

Xiao Xuan Tie didn't object to giving Roy money. Officially, Roy had made a great contribution to the Wuzhou Alliance; this operation would never have been so simple without his cooperation. Personally, she also wanted Roy to go out and have some fun, to avoid the limelight, and at the same time, to take the opportunity to fulfill some of her own selfish desires.

Just as her father said, she would meet him for the first time, not as Xuan Tie.

But he was a little reluctant to let her pay Skadi's money.

Isn't this the same as inviting the person you like to go on vacation with another woman? What kind of treacherous behavior is this? I'm black iron, not jade, why would I emit green light?

“No. Skadi is not a member of the Unarmored Alliance, and the Unarmored Alliance cannot reimburse her.”

Xiao Xuan Tie refused decisively. Seeing his publicly funded travel plans thwarted, Roy could only sigh and helplessly hang up the phone.

But as soon as he put the phone down, it rang again. This time it was Roy's usual phone, and the caller was surprisingly Hinterlea. Roy answered the call, puzzled, and Little Platinum's voice came from the other end:

"Master, I heard you're going on a long trip soon?"

Roy didn't hide anything and admitted it directly. She had discussed it with Viviana, who had become best friends with Hintria, and she had politely declined Hintria's invitation to accompany her. It was only a matter of time before Platinum found out.

"Is it a mission? Can I go?" Xiaobaijin asked with a hint of longing in her voice.

But Roy shook his head: "No, maybe it's to save this land."

"The one who was with you?"

Roy organized his thoughts and said, "To put it more abstractly, protecting her is roughly equivalent to protecting this land."

The little platinum was struck dumb.

Volume 1: Chapter 119 Brother A of Society

Drip Village is located in Kazimir, nestled at the foot of an inconspicuous little hill on the vast plains of Kazimir.

This might not be entirely accurate. Strictly speaking, Drip Village no longer belongs to Qazimir; it is merely an independent village "located within Qazimir's traditional sphere of influence." It neither pays taxes to any of the surrounding mobile cities nor is it governed or protected by any of them. In the village, the highest-ranking official is not a bureaucrat sent by the Qazimir National Assembly, but rather the highly respected village chief.

Such situations are not uncommon in Kazimierz today; in fact, they are widespread and countless. The reason for this bizarre situation lies in the open and covert struggles between the Business Association and the Oversight Committee within the National Assembly.

The Business Federation hoped to concentrate all its efforts on developing large-scale commercial mobile cities, aligning its standards with those of Colombia's emerging academic city-states. For these cities, rural land was largely superfluous; if all farmers could migrate to the cities and become part of the workforce, their labor costs would undoubtedly decrease significantly. Therefore, a policy of simultaneously developing mobile cities on a large scale while ignoring exploitation and even outright suppressing rural economic development was submitted to the National Assembly.

The Control Yuan, the only body in the National Assembly capable of challenging the Federation of Commerce, would naturally not agree to such a proposal.

Their plan was to recruit soldiers in rural areas.

Undoubtedly, farmers who toil in the fields year-round and have never even heard of automation or mechanization are far more honest and robust than the urban population steeped in consumerism. Such people are undoubtedly the best candidates for warrior knights; with a little training, glory and rules can fuel their relentless pursuit. The Supervisory Council would never want such individuals serving the Business Federation.

Those who pay close attention have probably already noticed.

Although the Supervisory Council and the Business Federation disagreed, they were united on one point—they both believed that rural areas were backward, should disappear, and were superfluous.

Their only difference lies in the dispute over the whereabouts of these rural residents.

Some people may wonder, if rural areas disappear, what will the Kasimir people eat?

The answer is simple: what needs to disappear is the immovable, self-sufficient land of the self-sufficient farmers, not the mobile urban agricultural blocks that are the main grain-producing areas of Kazimir.

And the vast rural areas, neglected and unloved by their maternal grandparents and uncles, thus became victims in this struggle without being able to voice any opinions.

Those rural areas close to the city's trajectory were completely absorbed by the supervisory councils or commercial associations that controlled the city, while those deviating from the route were simply abandoned. It's fortunate that the Rusthammer organization opposes all civilized order; otherwise, if they had been more flexible and come to Kazimierz to unite these abandoned rural areas, they might have actually accomplished the feat of encircling the city from the countryside.

These were all just idle chatter, of course. As a member of Drip Village, Ke Luo'er never had the leisure to think about the intrigues and backstabbing of the big shots in big cities, and of course, she couldn't imagine them either.

She spends her days wielding a hoe in the fields until she harvests the golden wheat in autumn; that's what she does.

So when she first dug the somewhat rusty gold coin out of the ground, she had no idea what was about to happen.

"Little sister, let's talk about something..." The bounty hunter, his face hidden behind a thick scarf and wearing a worn-out hood, waved a lollipop he'd somehow acquired, tempting the girl before him, "If you give me that gold coin you have, I'll give you this candy. And if you can tell me where you dug it up, I guarantee 180 of these lollipops will be delivered right away!"

Looking at the bounty hunter with a somewhat lewd smile, then at the candy dangling from his rough hands, and considering that she was already over ten years old, Krol couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

What could possibly make this bounty hunter so disrespectful to himself? He actually tried to lure a teenage girl who was already in her teens with a lollipop!

Am I some Colombian native? Could I really be traded for dozens of miles of land with a single glass bead? Even if mobile cities haven't been seen on this route for a long time, she still knows the value of a gold coin to some extent. Trading a lollipop for it—are you the one who's confused, or am I?

Krol wanted to refuse; only a fool would make such a deal. But just as she was about to shake her head, she saw the gleaming blade in the bounty hunter's other hand.

She swallowed hard, a grin spreading across her face, her eyes widening in surprise. She reached out and handed the gold coin to the bounty hunter, while simultaneously grabbing the thumb-sized lollipop with a blissful delight.

"Aba Aba."

At this time, you should play dumb.

Korol is the smartest little girl in the village!

Seeing the gold coins so easily obtained, the bounty hunter smiled with satisfaction, stood up, ruffled Chlor's hair, sheathed his longsword, and walked towards his teammates.

"See? I told you so! Girls this age all love lollipops!"

Seeing the smug look on his face, his burly companion waiting in the distance was naturally displeased:

"You're just a country bumpkin, you've never seen anything like this before. This gold coin is enough to buy a whole cart of candy. You've got incredibly lucky."

"Hehe." The bounty hunter wasn't annoyed. He simply tilted his head back, caught the gold coin that bounced up, and said, "This quality is definitely right. There is indeed the treasure left behind by those knights here. I just don't know where it is."

"Then why don't you hurry up and continue asking?" The burly hunter urged nervously. "I've heard from some of the brothers that things haven't been peaceful around here lately. There are two notorious bandits, a male and female, who call themselves bounty hunters, causing trouble everywhere. They interrogate every bounty hunter they catch, and all they ask is about the treasure! I don't want to stay here too long. If they target me, I'll be in big trouble!"

"Bonnie and Clyde? Hahahaha, how can anyone believe such a ghost story!" Hearing his companion's words, the bounty hunter was not surprised but delighted, and couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Why are you afraid of such rumors? Bonnie and Clyde? Don't forget who our boss is!"

"Yellow Smoke," "Fire Lungs," "Cranial," and a Sarkaz bounty hunter who cut off his own horns—these are the four largest factions among the bounty hunters in Kazimierz.

And the one they are loyal to is the famous "Fire Lung"!

They're the kind of people who, if you just mention your name in the underworld, even the big shots have to give you face.

In his view, the so-called "Bonnie and Clyde" thieves were not worth mentioning and were not to be feared!

But the burly hunter still had doubts. He hesitated for a moment, then told him a legend he had recently heard:

"But I've heard that the woman among those two notorious bandits can split fifteen mountains in half with a single sword strike!"

Hearing such obviously boastful words, the bounty hunter's face lit up with a wide smile. He immediately patted his chest and retorted with a confident and bold statement:

"What do you mean, 'one sword can split fifteen mountains in two'? I can punch through Lentinium!"

Upon hearing this, the burly hunter was instantly horrified.

This left the bounty hunter somewhat bewildered. He was just bragging; the two of them knew each other inside and out. There was no need to be so afraid, was there?

He opened his mouth, about to explain that he was just joking, when a humble voice came from behind him:

"Excuse me, excuse me! So you're the famous God A, right?"

Volume 1: Chapter 120 What, you're not convinced?

The two notorious thieves, Roy and Skadi, who have been the subject of much speculation in the Kazimierz recently, are undoubtedly the same two.

Roy's departure from the Grand Knight Territory was, to some extent, the result of the tacit approval of both the Merchant Guild and the Supervisory Council. The Unarmored Alliance's conspiracy was not foolproof; after the chaos of the first day, the Merchant Guild quickly realized what was going on.

Wait a minute, this wasn't done by us, nor by the Supervisory Committee, so who else could have done it?

Why don't we have the Wuzhu Alliance investigate?

Wait, where's my Unarmored Alliance? Where did my huge Unarmored Alliance go?

The disappearance of the Unarmored Alliance practically confirmed its connection to the incident. The Business Federation was furious, but the die was cast. The contact was gone, and all information about the Unarmored Alliance had been deleted. Finding an assassin organization trying to hide in Kazimierz was incredibly difficult. Not to mention, the Grand Knight Commander of the Oversight Council seemed completely unconcerned about the Unarmored Alliance's loss of control, instead actively trying to mediate.

The Business Federation was naturally unaware of the deal between Russell and Xuan Tie. Unable to locate Xuan Tie himself, the impotent and furious Federation could only turn its attention to the few members of the Unarmored Alliance who had already revealed their true identities.

The lower ranks of the Unarmored Alliance were practically wiped out, but Xuan Tie didn't care. He could recruit and train cannon fodder whenever he needed them. If all else failed, he could always gather a group of Sarkaz. After all, there weren't many people on the whole land willing to take them in.

According to Xuan Tie, the safest approach would be for Roy, Monique, and even the newly joined Platinum to all undergo plastic surgery and adopt new identities to start their lives. However, Roy led the way in rejecting this idea.

He wouldn't dare let anyone cut him. His body was already extremely tough. Although he hadn't faced Skadi head-on, he was confident that his strength wouldn't be much different. If he were to be stabbed and his face wasn't broken but the knife broke, how would he explain it?

My skin is thicker than the walls of Lentinium; how could a mere scalpel possibly cut through it?

Even if we take a step back and it's cut open, given his recovery speed, he might not be able to control it under anesthesia, and it might heal in the next second. Wouldn't that be even more troublesome? What if the doctor gets scared and ruins his handsome face?

Of course, the biggest reason is that Roy doesn't want to give up his current identity. He's not a pure assassin; he has so many friends, he can't just abandon them like that.

Roy disagreed, and Monique and Hinterlea naturally disagreed as well. After hesitating for a day, Xuan Tie surprisingly agreed to their idea. This surprised Roy, who had already prepared a whole host of reasons, even including Kal'tsit's riddle module; it was unclear what his considerations were.

But this agreement didn't come without a price. The price was that Roy had to leave Grand Knights and wasn't allowed to return until at least the next Major.

The Business Federation, realizing what was happening, was unwilling to allow a suspected Unarmored Alliance to wield such influence right under their noses, while the Supervisory Council was also quite wary of Roy and the white-haired woman beside her. The two sides quickly reached an agreement, resulting in Roy's departure.

Internally, they naturally couldn't openly say they didn't want to see Roy. Roy was now a super popular idol, and even showed signs of surpassing the idol category. Getting rid of him was a million times harder than getting rid of the Radiant Knights. So, what they told their internal propaganda was that Roy had gone to fulfill his promise.

As for what Roy's agreement was, opinions vary.

Some say he went to keep his promise to the Radiant Knight. Others say he went to find the homeland of his Pegasus. Still others have gone even further, claiming that the legendary hero Roy sensed the threat of the apocalypse and thus silently gave up all fame and enjoyment, volunteering to go to the front lines against the end of the world.

The first guess had the most supporters, while the third was almost universally disbelieved: the end of the world? What was that? A holiday?

Of course, Roy didn't leave for nothing.

He was, after all, only a “suspected member of the Unarmored Alliance.” Although everyone had accepted this answer in their hearts, there was no substantial evidence. Since there was no substantial evidence, everything had to be done according to the “deal.”

When Roy was hospitalized after being poisoned, he made three demands to the Business Federation.

The first condition was that the Corrupted Knight and the Withering Knight were taken away. Roy gave them to Toran, who then gave them the opportunity to make contact with Skadi from that Sarkaz.

The second condition was that Viviana, the Candle Knight, be freed. After the Major, she revealed to Roy her idea of ​​leaving the Scattered Knights and forming her own new order. At the time, she thought it was just a future plan and that she still had a long way to go to get rid of the Commercial Union. However, she did not expect that Roy had thought of this long ago and silently helped her.

The third condition was originally intended by Roy to have the Radiant Knight's exile lifted, since Maria would continue to worry about Margaret as long as she didn't return. However, after the battle with the Blood Knight, he changed his mind.

This final request, coupled with Roy's promise to leave the Grand Knight Territory silently and disappear within three years, secured the Blood Knight's long-cherished dream—the [Infected Knight Tournament]!

With Roy's current influence and the Blood Knight's brilliant performance in the final battle, fighting to the very last moment, the tournament format was quickly approved by the Knights Association after the Business Federation's resistance was removed.

The Blood Knight was so excited that he got out of bed and brought a whole box of Minos-origin tumor milk to thank Roy (this was the most valuable gift he had brought from his homeland). Roy then gave the box of milk to Maria. He believed that as long as little Maria drank a bottle of this "Blood Knight's Recommended Tumor Milk" every day, she would definitely be able to surpass her sister in terms of physique within five years!