Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

"Who?" He walked out of the kitchen holding a big knife, with an expression of an old farmer who had never seen the world. The woman's expression softened a little, and she even raised the corner of her mouth with amusement.

"Maenna, Maenna with a sword drawn. The battlefield was in the Linguang residence. No one saw what happened. But according to the surveillance footage and traces collected by our people afterwards, Maenna was obviously serious, and little Roy... your men won."

If you want to call him little Roy, you can do it directly. He is not here anyway, and I, your father, will not laugh at you. You are my successor, so there is no need to be so awkward.

After complaining in his heart, Old Xuantie didn't dare say it out loud, otherwise the female Xuantie who had finally come to his house tonight would probably be angry and embarrassed.

She is tough-mouthed and thin-skinned. How can she compare to Monica, although Monica seems to have the same personality.

Old Xuantie stroked his beard, with an unbelievable look on his face: "Roy can beat Maenna, how could you have such a dream?"

"But this is the fact. There were two other people from the Lin Guang family present at the time—Maria and Zofia. Maria is a natural, and we all know Whip Blade's strength. It can't be them."

"Well...if you put it that way, it's true."

Old Xuantie pondered for a moment, nodded, and clapped his hands:

"This is really great. The strength of the Wuzhou League has taken a big step forward. Roy was hiding his secrets very well. I didn't even notice it."

Now it was the woman's turn to show an expression of surprise.

Why did she make this trip today? Wasn't it to tell Lao Xuantie the news that Roy defeated Mainna, and by the way, to plead for Roy so that her father would be less suspicious of Roy?

Just by the way really!

But, my dad seemed to be totally unconcerned and even very happy. I...didn't my trip here in vain?

Seeing his daughter's expression, Old Xuantie knew what was going on. He felt helpless that the child was as stubborn as D32 steel, and at the same time he complained that she looked down upon her father.

The Wuzun League established by Lao Xuantie is an organization built by humans, and the most significant difference between human society and animal society is that humans have left the stage of establishing classes based solely on strength and the law of the jungle. A great king may not be able to defeat his ordinary soldiers, and a powerful capitalist may not be able to defeat a knight in a duel, but why can they still rule a vast empire and drive the knights into the corner of power?

Xuantie could not defeat Maenna head-on, but there were countless ways to kill Maenna, poisoning, sneak attacks, threatening with close people, there was always one that suited him. And Roy could defeat Maenna, Xuantie was indeed sincerely happy rather than threatening - this meant that the Wuzhou League had one more way to defeat Maenna, which was an overall improvement in strength and worth celebrating.

As for the possibility that Roy might hurt him, why, what was the reason? Was it because he was stronger than him and might have the ambition to replace him that he had to be eliminated?

Couldn't he be more flexible and give him another seat in Xuantie? He wasn't a pedantic old knight noble who didn't know how to adapt.

Only a foolish person who has no confidence in himself would not recruit talented people but be wary of them, and would not treat them with courtesy but kill them. He is not that kind of person. As an old hunter, the "prey (ambition)" he wants to pursue is far greater!

Why didn't my daughter learn the good things from me, but only learned the tough talk? She always rushed to use her voice changer to give Roy some ridiculously simple tasks, wasting the money of the Wuzhou League to reward Roy, and didn't let him do something that matched his ability, so Roy wasted for several years. Now, I finally found an opportunity to let Roy go on a business trip, a big job, and I ran over to him worriedly to ask him to call him back. Why, don't you want to do this job and call Roy back to bite your lighter?

I think this is not a traditional cigarette, so you don't need a lighter.

"Anyway, what happened to Roy is a good thing. I won't hurt him."

With a soft heart, Old Xuantie still spoke up and gave Little Xuantie a reassurance. The woman nodded with relief and said awkwardly: "Hehe, if you hurt him, you may not be able to beat him now."

Old Xuantie rolled his eyes at her and said, "Roy has to keep working, and do it on a bigger scale. I've made arrangements, just do your own thing." Then he changed the subject and said, "Do you want to stay at my place tonight and sleep?"

"No, you don't even have a TV here. I want to go back to the hotel," the woman refused.

Old Xuantie laughed: "Living next door to Roy again? When will you have the courage to knock on his door?"

"Even if he knocks, he won't know that I am Xuantie."

"Why do you need to know? Why don't you just meet him under the name [Selina]?"

Volume 1: Chapter 38, Section 23 Special Tournament, Opening!

"Wuhu, audience friends, I am your old friend, Big Mouth Mob! Welcome to the Legend Arena! From Columbia to the East, the much-anticipated Casimir 23rd Knight Competition Special Championship is about to begin! I believe that all audience friends are as excited as I am at this moment! So, let us get to know the players selected to participate in the points competition!"

On the TV screen, the passionate voice of Big Mouth Mob has ignited the enthusiasm of the entire Great Knight Territory. The sky of Kavaleriaki is lit up by colorful fireworks. The brilliant colored lights illuminate every street in the city as if it were daytime. The giant LED display screens on the tall buildings are flashing brightly. The logo of the 23rd Special Championship appears simultaneously above all the cities in Casimir, accompanied by passionate rock music!

Aerial drones recorded the entire exciting moment and all authorized TV stations on Terra broadcast it simultaneously in real time.

Roy sat in front of the TV, with Hinterea and Monique beside him, with hot popcorn and Coke at hand, watching the pictures on TV with great interest.

Perhaps it was because the accidental demolition of the Linguang mansion caused quite a stir. During this period, Roy's popularity was rising wildly, but the number of invitations to competitions he received was decreasing. The attitude of the Business Federation towards him suddenly became more tolerant. Not only did they not force him to have an opponent like Rusty Copper Olmer, they even stopped arranging an opponent for him.

Roy was very "honest" and felt that they probably couldn't find anyone who could defeat him, and sending anyone else would just be giving him popularity for nothing.

As for the Wuzhou Alliance, since the last contact, Xuantie gave him the order: "Be careful and wait for orders." But there has been no further contact, so that more than a week has passed and Roy's mission progress has not increased at all.

After being busy for most of his life, he suddenly had some free time, which made Roy very upset. In a fit of rage, he lay in the hotel and posed for more than a week, until the start of the special championship. He posed until the biggest heat of Casimir, which happened once every four years, completely dispersed his enthusiasm.

Today, taking advantage of the rare time when both Monique and Platinum had no missions, he called them both to the hotel, intending to watch the opening ceremony together.

The Casimir Knights Tournament is the largest competition on this land. Before it appeared, this honor belonged to the Minoan Hero Tournament. Now, with the huge investment of Casimir capitalists, this one to two months long competition has officially become a veritable "international competition". Not only the knights of Casimir, but also many brave warriors and fighters from other countries will come to participate with their own purposes.

Roy saw the Victorians and Columbians on the field - their two families were arguing, and the drone gave a close-up shot.

Under the title of the Special Championship are all the knights who have passed the preliminaries and successfully entered the Special Championship points stage.

Big Mouth Mob is no longer the same as before. He has put on a small vest inlaid with gold and silver, and even his eye-catching Mohawk hairstyle has been dyed an eye-catching golden color. He stands on the commentary desk, speaking fluently, with a loud voice and a high tone. He looks nothing like the unfamiliar appearance he had in the Ice Soul Arena a month ago.

In the week when Roy didn't play, Big Mouth Mob commented on nearly 30 games, an average of four games a day. His outstanding performance in Meteor Arena was finally recognized by the capital. Now, he has risen to the top and become a special commentator for the special championship that is enough to make any of his peers envious.

At this moment, he pointed his finger at the virtual display screen projected by a drone in the air. The portrait and profile of the first seeded player immediately appeared on the screen, along with a rather childish hexagonal pie chart that described the players' strength tendencies.

"With blood and vigor, he is unmatched! Blood Knight, Infected Knight, the pioneer of Casimir, let us welcome - Dikaiopolis!"

The ground of the Legend Arena suddenly caved in, the roar of machinery sounded, the interface of the steel base unfolded, and the entire arena began to expand to both sides. On the lifting platform, the scarlet figure of the Blood Knight slowly rose and appeared in front of everyone.

Dikaiopolis wore a helmet and held a blood-red steel blade in his hand. He swept his sharp eyes over the audience seats. He had no intention of killing, but instead was greeted with waves of cheers.

Dikaiopolis was a little dazed and emotional for a moment. The identity of an infected person made him endure countless discrimination and contempt, and suffered too much injustice and prejudice. But when he stood on this stage, he suddenly realized that it was worth it.

The infected can also receive such warm cheers, gain people’s respect, and become great knights and nobles!

He wants to let those who are infected later have such an opportunity. This is why he has gone through all the difficulties and is standing here!

With his fists clenched, Dikaiopolis raised his right arm high towards the audience!

Victory! In the ring, the winner will have his right arm raised by the referee, representing victory! His goal is victory!

Amid the enthusiastic cheers, Big Mouth Mob's voice sounded again: "Next, is also our seeded player, wielding a spear, with the power to decide the outcome, with a golden left hand, everyone is in awe! Left-handed Knight - Titus Topol, please!"

The platform rose again, and a burly knight in a cyan-blue mask, holding a spear, and covered with various sponsorship and advertising slogans stepped out and raised his left hand. The heavy spear in his hand was like a child's toy, spinning and swinging, the afterimage passed by, splitting the Huashan Mountain with force, and the stage trembled. Titus Baiyang stood up and looked at the blood knight Dikaiopolis, and a cold snort came from under the mask.

It was too dangerous to fight against the infected in the arena. If he was not careful, he might get infected by their blood (most Terrans believed that the blood of the infected was also contagious, but in fact, the dangerous thing was the dust after the infected died. This was official false propaganda.). Titus Topol was not going to fight him to the death. At most, he would just put on a show. With so many sponsorships, he didn't want to make money and spend it.

As the cheers of the Left Hand Knight gradually died down, Big Mouth Mob swallowed his saliva and shouted, "Then, let us welcome our last seeded contestant! The night orchid, the candlelight is dim, shining brightly, and spreading its glory in all directions! Officially certified by the Casimir Knights Association, the most popular knight, the top of both the male and female dream lover rankings in 1093, the Candle Knight - Viviana!"

The last elevator finally rose slowly, and an elegant golden figure holding a candlestick and a rapier walked out and nodded slightly to the scene.

However, this small action almost set off the atmosphere of the entire scene. The cheers far exceeded those of the Blood Knight and the Left-Hand Knight combined. They exploded in the audience like thunder, and lasted for a long time like a turbulent current. The medical personnel who had been prepared immediately entered the scene and carried out the audience members who were dizzy from excitement on stretchers. More than a thousand security guards held hands to form a human wall, struggling to resist the crowd who tried to rush towards Viviana on the stage.

"This... this is crazy, is this what a groupie is?"

Monique said in disbelief in front of the TV. She had seen Viviana before. This Elafia from Letania always walked with Roy. Every time she appeared, she always wore a mask, sunglasses, hood and coat. Monique thought she was making a fuss, but today she realized that Viviana was not making a fuss. She was too conservative. If she was really recognized, Roy would probably be drowned by these fanatical fans.

Horrible, terrible.

On the other hand, Bai Jin's expression was somewhat unwilling. She pouted and muttered to herself, "Well, I used to be this kind of knight." Her eyes were looking in Roy's direction. She was relieved when she saw that Roy did not show a fanatical expression like those fans.

If Roy really became Viviana's fanatical follower, then she would regret why she quit her job as a jockey.

However, if she doesn't quit her job, she won't have the chance to meet Roy. It's really confusing.

While the two were thinking about their own things, Roy suddenly raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Who is she doing this to?"

I saw Viviana on TV holding up the candlestick in her hand. Under her control, the candlelight danced like an obedient elf, outlining clear words in the air.

[Half a year, 56 games, thank you for always being with me - love you Viviana. ]

Half a year ago was the first time Viviana officially entered the arena as a competitive knight. Viviana has participated in 56 games so far, and Roy has not missed a single game.

The audience cheered deafeningly, thinking that this was Viviana's most romantic thanks to Casimir, to chivalric competition, and to them.

But Platinum recognized the use of this Originium technique. Not long ago, Roy commissioned Viviana to use this spell to celebrate the 100th anniversary of his joining the Helmetless Alliance!

Viviana was talking to Roy from a distance! She knew that Roy must be watching her from somewhere at this moment, just like the 56 times before!

Cintrea's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, and Monique's teeth were about to break.

Good man, I thought I was the first to get the moon because I was close to the water, and I had planned everything, but I didn't expect that you would still have this trick up your sleeve to shout to me from a distance and confess in public!

Such a sneak attack, without any defense at all!

And Roy, this guy is obviously asking questions even though he already knows the answer. Can't he tell who Viviana is asking for interaction with?

hateful!

"Well, finally, this special tournament will give you a surprise!" Big Mouth Mob's voice pulled the two out of their depression, and the three of them returned their sight to the TV screen again. Big Mouth Mob raised his hand and pointed to the last blank "?" Knight on the virtual display screen, and introduced louder than any previous commentary:

"Casimir's man of the hour, nominee for the best new knight, a star falling from the sky, a sword to the rusted copper, a sword to extinguish the candlelight! The three no's are famous, the teacher is brilliant, the battle is lightless! The dark horse of this special tournament, the specially invited knight, the Meteor Knight - Roy!"

"Puff!" Roy suddenly spit out a mouthful of salt soda, and hurriedly turned over from the bed, hugged the TV, and stared at his name and portrait gradually appearing on the panel, his face full of confusion and surprise, "When did I participate in the special championship?"

"Drip!"

As soon as his cell phone rang, Roy quickly took it out and answered it. Xuan Tie's voice came from the other side:

"Surprise! The organization has already decided that you will be the one to participate in the special tournament!"

"I'm not being modest, but could you please ask for help from someone else?" Roy said with a wry smile.

He is not ready to fight the Candle Knight and the Blood Knight again!

Volume 1: Chapter 39: Difficult? It has to be done!

"You participated in the special tournament? Why?"

Seeing Roy hang up the phone, Monique immediately came forward and asked in surprise, while Platinum on the side also became alert, grabbed a handful of popcorn and started stuffing it into his mouth.

"Yeah, why did I participate in the special tournament?"

Roy shrugged helplessly. He always followed Xuantie's orders, but he had never encountered such a situation where he was given a "surprise" without any prior notice.

What is that old man thinking?

Roy touched his chin, a little suspicious. He was so excited when he answered the phone just now that he didn't pay attention. But now that he calmed down and came to his senses, he felt something unusual. Old Xuantie is over a hundred years old. How can he speak so lively? It's a bit strange that he would give him a surprise. Or is it that the person who gave him the order just now is not the Xuantie he is familiar with?

As everyone knows, there are three Xuan Tie masters in Wu Zhou League, and apart from the first Xuan Tie who founded Wu Zhou League a hundred years ago, even Roy doesn't know the identities of the other two Xuan Tie masters. Moreover, because Xuan Tie masters have been using voice changers and anonymous mobile phones to contact him, it is difficult for him to determine which Xuan Tie master issued the task.

However, no matter who it is, asking him to participate in the special championship is really a big problem for him!

Roy looked at the TV screen. After Big Mouth Mob announced that Roy would participate in the special tournament as a specially invited knight, not only did Viviana, who had just boldly confessed her feelings to the void, open her mouth in surprise, but even the other two - the Left Hand Knight and the Blood Knight - were equally incredulous.

As the largest sports competition in Casimir, and even in Terra, the Casimir Knight Competition Special Championship has always had a very strict screening system to ensure the quality of the contestants and the value of the competition. Among them, the first two requirements are that the contestants must have registered as competitive knights for at least six months and have participated in at least 20 competitions.

As for these two points, Roy can’t say that he has met all of them, but it can be said that they are completely irrelevant!

Since Casimir held the Knights' Tournament Special Tournament, there has never been a precedent of giving the green light to a knight who did not meet the competition standards to join the competition! Not to mention that this is a violation of the rules, even if it is in accordance with the rules, describing a novice knight as the dark horse of this Knights' Tournament and praising him highly, saying that he is as good as rusted copper and defeated by candlelight, isn't that just roasting him on the fire?

Let's not talk about the Rusty Bronze Boiling Blood Knights who are just pigs and dogs taking advantage of the situation. Just think of Viviana's fans alone. Based on the momentum that Roy and the other two saw on the TV screen today, if half of them attacked Roy one at a time, they might be able to drown Roy.

The three knights on the stage soon realized this, and they were surprised, but also felt pity and worry.

Needless to say, Viviana immediately looked in the direction of the commentary desk. During the game, the spokesperson of the Chamber of Commerce would often stay there to monitor the progress of the game. This time was no exception. But before she could open her mouth, the Blood Knight at the side reached out his hand, grabbed her and shook his head.

Dikaiopolis didn't know the relationship between Roy and the Candle Knight, but he knew that one of Roy's two matches was against Viviana. The arena was a place where the Minoans communicated with each other and made friends. Seeing Viviana's anxious look, he could probably guess that Viviana probably met Roy in that match and became an acquaintance or even a friend.

But now is not the time to question the decision of the Chamber of Commerce. The smart thing to do in this matter is to ask in private. Questioning the spokesperson of the Chamber of Commerce here in front of nearly 150,000 viewers will not only fail to help Roy, but may also cost him his life.

So, he lowered his voice and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear: "Candle Knight, I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious, calm down."

The Candle Knight turned around in surprise and looked at Dikaiopolis. He nodded seriously and tilted his head slightly towards the Left Hand Knight. The guy had obviously noticed Viviana's mood and was ready to watch the show. Seeing Viviana looking at him, the Left Hand Knight quickly put away his arms in front of his chest, stood up straight again, and looked straight ahead, which seemed to be a bit of a cover-up.

Viviana also calmed down, nodded slightly to express her gratitude, took a deep breath, and returned to her normal state.

Seeing this, Roy in front of the TV also breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want Viviana to have any accidents. Even if personal preferences and emotional factors were put aside, Viviana was a very good person. Otherwise, she wouldn't have risked her life to stand with the Knight of Glory during the Four Cities Cutoff incident, and stopped the spokesman McGee who had been pursuing her, thus ruining her own bright future.

However, what Viviana was worried about was also what Roy was worried about - after raising such a high tone without knowing it, he would definitely be targeted by all the knights participating in this special tournament. If they didn't target him, it would be a shame for his status as a dark horse, a favorite to win the championship, and a specially invited knight.

Off the court, he would face an even greater pace than now. Although Maenna Linguang was born in the Linguang family, he had been restrained for more than ten years. In the current information bombardment, he had long been completely forgotten in the hearts of contemporary Casimir people. The so-called "Roy disrespected the knight hero and destroyed the Linguang mansion" was just a temporary hot spot, which would be completely dispersed in the face of a bigger hot spot.

But things were different after that. The Specials lasted for two months at most. During these two months, he was the top player of Casimir almost every day. How could this be tolerated? The fans of the Cavaliers, the unscrupulous media, and the business associations who were just looking for fun must have hyped him up to the sky! Could he ever keep this reputation from now on?

Wait, famous?

Roy remembered Xuantie's excited tone and the task of "completely attracting the attention of the Chamber of Commerce", and his face darkened.

Oh my god, it turns out you were waiting for me here?

I thought the two jobs I had were big enough, but you are even more important, and you stuffed such a big job on me all at once. If you succeed in this job, don't sell Yuanshiyun brand hand sanitizer in the future. You might as well give a lecture and become the godfather of marketing!

Noticing Roy's sudden realization, Little Platinum opened her mouth but gave up the idea of ​​asking what was going on. She figured that even if Roy told her, she wouldn't bother to listen. Not to mention that Roy probably wouldn't tell her. Not asking was a good habit she developed after becoming a member of the No Helmet Alliance. So she changed her words:

"Master, what should we do next?"

"What should I do? It's difficult!"

Roy curled his lips, took down a standard long sword from the knife rack (this thing was already a consumable for him, and based on the principle of not taking advantage of others, he applied for a box from Xuantie), took down the longbow, and walked towards the balcony.

"However, no matter how difficult it is, we have to do it. Little Platinum, remember, this is the professional ethics of our No Helmet Alliance assassins!"