Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

"This is too much of a cheat." Just before Roy fell, the girl's hood rustled in the wind, her golden hair flying in the wind like a waterfall, and she smiled bitterly in her heart.

Although she had seriously asked Roy to respect the competition with her and not let her win, she had never thought that the gap in strength between the two of them would be so great that the outcome would be decided in one move.

If possible, she wanted to let him off a little, at least play for a hundred rounds, and enjoy the match with Roy. After all, he was like a prince charming who had fallen from the sky.

But who would have thought that this "young" horse prince who fell from the sky had no intention of wasting time together.

"Hu——" Viviana let out a long breath, and at the last moment, she released the strength from her arms.

It wasn't bad to be defeated by such an epic move. Future legends always need someone to serve as a foil.

Thinking of this, she closed her eyes.

"It's really... It's really like an attack like a comet hitting Terra. It seems the winner has been decided! Let us congratulate..."

"Wait." Charne's voice interrupted Big Mouth Mob's explanation. Following his line of sight, in the center of the stage, Roy, who had fallen from the sky, had the sharp blade in his hand broken at some point, and the longbow on his back was in a stringless state from beginning to end. On the contrary, Viviana, who was kneeling on one knee, almost stuck to her body, had the rapier in her hand fall to the ground, but it was still intact. It seemed that as long as she wanted, she could immediately pick up the sword and hold Roy's neck close at hand.

The weapon is broken?

Big Mouth Mob was stunned for a moment. The situation seemed to have taken a surprising turn. He immediately shouted:

"Wait, Knight Roy, Knight Roy's weapon is broken! The sword of the Independent Knight is obviously not purchased from Howling Industries. The weapon that has not been tested by Casimir's twenty-four professional forging indicators has caused such a huge problem at this critical moment. Will the Candle Knight take this opportunity to fight back? The Candle Knight picked up the sword on the ground. Is the Candle Knight going to fight back!?"

Viviana stared at Roy in front of her in a daze, her confused eyes seemed to be asking: "Little brother, what's wrong with you?"

But when she met Roy's smiling eyes, she suddenly understood why he did that.

The last knight Roy defeated directly as a beginner knight was Rusty Bronze Olmer Ingra. His miserable defeat has gradually disappeared along with him. And she, Viviana, was named by the spokesperson and Rebirth Pharmaceuticals to defeat Roy, but now she has suffered a miserable defeat and even planned to give up resistance in the end. How will this affect her future?

Roy is still thinking about himself!

Under Viviana's affectionate gaze, Roy slowly turned his head, looked at the shattered blade in his hand and the faint light seeping out of the crack, and praised loudly:

"As expected of a great knight who has been awarded a title. No one can stop my Fallen Angel attack, but you were able to find a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation and find another way out. You actually came up with this method to break the deadlock. Indeed, you destroyed my weapon. How can I cast a spell again with my bare hands? How can I resist your spell? I have learned your lesson."

Viviana gave him a look that was extremely touching. Then, under Roy's stunned gaze, she reached out her hand, handed the rapier in her hand to Roy, and slowly helped him up, bit by bit.

"It's just a trick, Mr. Roy."

She smiled, picked up the broken candlestick that had fallen to the ground, and said:

"I've never been good at using a sword. I should have been the first one to have my weapon shattered."

As she spoke, she seemed to have made up her mind. She took Roy's hand, clasped it together, raised it high, turned around, looked at the commentary desk, and said:

"Mr. Commentator, please announce the winner."

"I have lost my magic. With just physical combat, a weak person like me is no match for Lord Roy. He should be the winner!"

Hearing this, Big Mouth Mob turned around and glanced at Charne behind him. There was a smile on Charne's face, and this time, Mob was sure that the smile was absolutely genuine.

"Announce it." He nodded, "Do as Miss Candle Knight says."

Through the glass window, he looked at the two people standing hand in hand amid the cheers, and said to himself:

"He knows when to advance and when to retreat, he understands the situation, he knows his limits, and he is indeed a man who can create miracles."

"Wait a minute, please invite Mr. Roy to my lounge. I have something important to discuss with you."

ps: I’m so angry. How could they come up with the idea of ​​blocking posts for a month?

After seeing this news, I went to eat directly while typing. I ate three bowls of rice and was so angry.

Why do I always encounter these Mercury retrograde things when writing books?

Besides, it is still a bit difficult to post book reviews on the cover every month. I want to set up a book club so that we can get through the difficult times together.

If you are interested, you can vote to let me know how many people are willing to come. If there are many people voting, I will create one. If there are not many people, forget it. It is still a bit troublesome to manage the group.

Volume 1: Chapter 26 I'll give you a task, stop Qing Jin

Cavalleriachi, Meteor Arena, Speakers' Lounge.

Roy handed the longbow on his back and the broken sword with only the handle left to the security guard at the door, then opened the door and walked into the lounge.

Spokesperson Charne was sitting on the sofa with his back to him. On the table were two wine glasses, a bottle of red wine, and an open mobile terminal. Displayed on the fluorescent screen was a photo of Roy and Viviana raising their arms together to declare victory.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Charne's ears twitched, he picked up the wine glass, crossed his legs, and greeted:

"Mr. Roy is here, please take a seat."

Roy didn't hesitate, he walked up and sat opposite to Charnet, also crossed his legs, poured himself a glass of red wine, and raised it to Charnet. Charnet smiled knowingly, and the wine cups clinked lightly, making a clinking sound.

"I wonder what the spokesperson wants me to do?"

Roy held the wine glass and watched Charne take a sip of the wine in the glass, but he did not move.

He had read the plot, and this old guy had a criminal record, so who knows if there was anything in the cup. Roy knew his current position in the Business Federation, and he estimated that if he provoked them again, they would send the No Helmet Alliance to assassinate him. He didn't want to "toast to death" by giving him a cup of poisoned wine without losing the game.

Seeing that Roy didn't say anything, Charne could only shrug helplessly. He was not surprised that Roy was on guard against him in these small places. After all, based on the intelligence he had collected about Roy's actions, he had always been like this, with an extremely high-profile style but a cautious personality.

Without answering Roy's question immediately, Charne coughed lightly and threw the question back to Roy: "Before that, Sir Roy, I really want to know, what are your specific feelings about defeating the Candle Knight?"

"Excited. In short, very excited."

Roy answered like a classic criminal suspect in a TV interview. After seeing Charney's expression of "Am I overthinking this?", he paused and replied with a smile:

"I actually lost the fight. My sword was broken. It was only because Sir Candle Knight saw that I was jumping around so hard that he didn't hit me in the waist with his sword. Otherwise, I would never have won."

Only then did Charne regain his relieved expression. Roy's acting just now was really realistic. If it were a different scene, he would probably be able to perform the "Deep Regret Method" on the spot.

This boy is a genius at pretending to be confused.

Complaining silently in his heart, Charney waved his hand and was about to speak when Roy interrupted him:

"Oh, if you want to recommend your company's products to me, I don't need a knife, a bow, or an arrow. I don't need tutoring, insurance, or financial management. If you really want to sell me something, just give me the money."

Charne was silent for a long time after hearing what Roy said. After a while, he asked distressedly: "...Did a lot of people come to you to sell products just now?"

Roy asked back, "It took me two hours to finish my game before I walked to your lounge, which is only a few hundred meters away. What do you think?"

"My deepest sympathy." Charne closed his eyes and nodded to Roy, looking solemn and silent. Then he came to his senses and, in order to prevent Roy from diverting the topic further, he forcibly interrupted the conversation and said, "Sir Roy, you are still a beginner knight, but you have already defeated a single-word titled knight like the Candle Knight. You must have a bright future. But the strange thing is that when I retrieved your file from the Knights Association, I didn't find any information about your past. Can you please explain why?"

Charne's eyes became sharp. As for Roy's identity, there had been discussions in the Business Federation for a long time. According to the speculation of several top directors, Roy was probably from a certain knight group, which was why he was so skilled but not well-known. But Charne didn't think so.

As a spokesperson, he had dealt with many forces in Casimir. As far as he knew, there were bounty hunter organizations roaming in the rural areas of Casimir, forest ranger organizations struggling in the forests of the Ursus-occupied area of ​​Casimir, and even some ranger groups that had basically disappeared in this era. They all had no shortage of hidden masters.

Not being able to find a resume is not a big deal in Casimir. There are so many people whose backgrounds Casimir cannot find out. More than half of the infected people wandering in Block 0 are illegal residents. Unless you mix into the circle of infected people, you may not even know whether they are male or female, let alone their life stories.

Although he is not as bad as the Great Yan in the Far East, where even a porter and a tavern owner can be heroes who stir up the world, it is a bit too hasty to characterize Roy based on these two points alone.

He is very valuable, and his value is worth digging deeper.

Charne saw the value of this, so he took the initiative to invite Roy to his lounge.

Facing Charne's sharp and curious gaze, Roy raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, raised his head, smiled and said proudly:

"We are all but mayflies on this land. Why should we cling to each other's empty past? If you insist on exploring the identity that this land has bestowed upon me, then I can only answer you this way. I have been a member of the Commercial Union for a long time. I have even become a member of the Commercial Union."

Roy was not kidding. Although the company had not officially opened yet, the employees had not been decided, the venue had not been rented, and the boss was nowhere to be seen, their Dayuanshi Cloud Hand Sanitizer Group was thriving!

Now it was Charney's turn to be stunned.

He thought about it a lot, but he didn't expect Roy to give such an answer.

His magic is special, he can leap into the air and run thousands of miles in an instant. Charne guessed that he might be a member of the Silver Spear Pegasus. He has been in frequent contact with the Linguang family recently, and has had a fight with Maenna. Charne guessed that he might have a close connection with the Ranger Corps of the Lightless Knights. He is cautious and smooth in his dealings with others, and gives people a sense of frivolity and unruliness. Charne guessed that he might have been a bounty hunter. /

But he never expected that Roy would give him the most incredible answer.

Did you vote for the Business Federation?

How come I don't know? Am I not the spokesperson? What about me? No one told me? Am I a stand-in?

In an instant, countless questions flooded his mind, and Charney actually regretted it for a moment. He might as well not have asked. If he hadn't asked, he could have made a guess. Now that he asked, his mind was filled with the riddles Roy had asked.

After a while, his mind was still in a mess, and he had no idea what to do. Charney asked, "Who do you serve?"

But Roy smiled but did not answer, instead he asked: "Is this something you can say?"

Can't say.

Of course, Charney knew that he shouldn't ask. He wouldn't normally do such a thing, but Roy's words just now seemed to have some kind of magic, as if the land was whispering in his mind, making him extremely eager to find the answer.

Biting his lip and forcibly suppressing his uncontrollable thoughts, Charnet drank the red wine in the glass and said, "I am rude."

He paused and said, "However, if that's the case, then we are not opponents. I hope we can reach a cooperation, how about it?"

"Oh?" There's work to do? Roy was no longer sleepy when he heard this. He straightened his posture and said, "I won't work for nothing."

"I owe you a favor," said Charney.

Roy has someone behind him, so he is bolder in asking for a higher price.

Roy thought for a moment and nodded. The Blood Knight was at the peak of his powers, aiming for the championship of the 23rd Knight Special Tournament. As the spokesperson who supported him, Charne's power was at its peak. For a favor from him, this price was not low.

Moreover, Roy is not only concerned about the offer from Charner, but also the offer from the system.

He asked: "What cooperation?"

Charne narrowed his eyes and said seriously: "Help me protect the Blood Knight Dikaiopolis. He might be assassinated tonight." ⑨

"By the Heroless Alliance?" Roy said happily.

Hearing Roy directly announce the name of the No Helmet Alliance, Charne's doubts immediately dissipated a lot. He nodded and said:

"Tonight, the Meteor Arena will hold a preliminaries match that was postponed for some reason, and the Blood Knights will come to participate. After the match, the Helmetless Alliance may launch an assassination. Your mission is to stop them and let the Blood Knights spend the night safely."

Seeing that Roy was relaxed and smiling, and didn't seem to be paying attention at all, Charney smacked his lips and warned again:

"Don't underestimate the No-Hero Alliance. They may send out the Blue-Gold Lord, who is a true hunter. Any conventional unit in the Great Knight's territory is no match for them. There is no need to fight them. Just stop them and let the Blood Knights retreat home safely. Do you understand?"

Roy tried hard to hold back his smile and nodded repeatedly, "I understand."

ps: Hedgehog Cat has changed to manual review, I don’t know how long it will take to be released, the group number you see is 771840877

Volume 1: Chapter 27 Black Iron: Hunter's Intuition!

[You have accepted the mercenary mission: Stop the Helmetless Alliance from taking the Blue Gold throne and assassinate the Blood Knight Dikaiopolis.]

[Quest completion conditions: Dikaiopolis survives (1/1)]

【Stop the Blue Gold Throne (0/2)】

Roy almost smiled when he heard the mission reminder ringing in his mind.

As he walked towards Viviana's lounge, he took out his cell phone and called Monique. Monique's curious voice soon came from the other side of the phone:

"Roy? What's going on?"

Roy: "Nothing, just asking if you have any tasks tonight?"

Monique on the other side raised her eyebrows in surprise. Roy suddenly called her and asked her if she had any tasks in the evening. What did this mean?

After thinking about tonight's schedule, Monique confirmed that she didn't have any tasks that needed to be done immediately tonight. She was free, so could it be that Roy wanted to make up for the date that Xuantie suddenly called her away for this morning?

Thinking of what she had accidentally said before sending Roy away, Monique suddenly felt that the possibility was not small. She nodded excitedly, walked to the closet, intending to change into a nicer set of clothes, and replied, "It's okay, I'm fine!"

Roy said happily, "Oh, that's good. You should have a good rest. I remember your relatives are coming. Drink more hot water."

"Deng Deng——"

The phone hang-up notification sounded in her ears. Monique put her phone to her ear, and her long skirt was hanging in the air. After a while, she tentatively called out: "Hello? Hello? Roy?"

"Damn it! How dare you make fun of me!"

Throwing the skirt back into the closet, Monique slammed the closet door, fell backwards, and lay on the large bed. But after a while, she seemed to realize something and became confused.

My relatives are coming, should I drink more hot water?

My relative isn't in Victoria.....wait, that can't be what he's talking about!

"Damn it," Monique's face was burning hot, she touched her belly, turned over, and buried her head in the pillow, "Why does he even know such a thing? Why does he remember such a thing? Does he have me in his heart?"

With her mind in a mess, Monique tossed and turned in bed for a long time, until the anonymous phone she carried with her rang, interrupting her wandering thoughts.

There was only one person who would call her and Roy through an anonymous phone, and that was their boss, the Black Iron Lord of the Wu Zhou Alliance.

Not daring to neglect it, Monique took out her cell phone and answered the call:

"Any mission, Boss?"

Xuan Tie coughed lightly, without revealing his intention, but instead asked, "Ahem, what are you doing now?"

Monique looked at the kettle and the hot water in the cup in her hand and replied, "Drink more hot water."

"Hmm?" Xuan Tie was stunned. He obviously didn't understand what Monique meant, but it didn't matter. He then asked, "Did Roy contact you?"