Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

Only someone like Viviana would think so much about Roy.

Monique thought so, and a helpless expression appeared on her face as she watched Viviana cast her longing gaze towards the crowded cashier counter.

"Okay, you want to pay the bill, right? I'll help you."

Monique walked up, took the handbag from the surprised Viviana, turned around, walked to the cashier of the souvenir shop, reached into her purse, and took out a card with the label of the Chamber of Commerce.

The cashier at the front desk obviously noticed Monique's figure, and her face immediately filled with smiles. She took the initiative to reach out her hand, pushed aside the crowd in front of her, and said:

"Ms. Monique, what are you buying today? Hmm? Didn't you buy three of these souvenirs yesterday? They are enough for collection and preaching, right? Why do you want to buy another one?"

Feeling the surprised and admiring gaze from Viviana behind her, Monique's face turned red. She glared at the cashier fiercely and cursed in a low voice: "You are the only one who talks too much! Be careful when you walk on the street at night after get off work!"

"Don't say that, it's scary!" The clerk waved his hands in fear, took the bag, and paid for Monique.

Feeling the admiring gazes from all around, Monique felt as if ants were crawling all over her body. Suppressing her shame, she took out her sunglasses and mask and put them on. After a disguise that was like covering one's ears and stealing a bell, she walked to Viviana's side and handed all the things to Viviana.

"Ms. Monique, you are also..."

Viviana smiled brightly.

"Don't ask anything!"

Monique was furious.

Volume 1: Chapter 79 Come toward me, Zofia!

"Zofia, stand up."

Mauna looked down at the Kuranta Knight who was lying on the ground, and said calmly and ruthlessly,

"Stand up and rush towards me."

Sofia pursed her lips, and the arm that supported her body trembled constantly. If you lifted her sleeves at this moment, you would definitely see those shocking bruises and scratches. Her voice was weak and pleading. She looked at Maenna and said as if in panic:

"Let me rest for a while..."

"No." Maina's voice sounded before she finished her speech.

"There is no time to rest on the battlefield. Since you have decided to let me help you with special training, nothing will stop me until you say "I give up" with your own mouth."

There was a sharp light flashing in Mahenna's golden eyes under his furrowed brows, as if to pierce Zofia's heart. He asked, "Are you going to give up?"

Zofia gritted her teeth.

"No."

She almost squeezed out these words from between her teeth, and used her shaking arms to forcefully support her exhausted body and stand up from the ground. She picked up the whip blade that fell at her feet, took a deep breath, and said:

"bring it on."

Mauna nodded slightly, and the next moment, a golden figure appeared beside Zofia. The toughness on the young knight's face immediately turned into panic in the next second. She raised the whip blade in her hand as if by muscle memory and swung it to the side and back, but the initial speed of the long whip was too slow. Before the sharp surface of the whip blade touched Mauna's clothes, the knight holding the wooden sword had raised his hand and easily entangled the whip rope.

Without giving Sofia any time to react, Mainna kicked Sofia directly in the side of the waist.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Sofia flew sideways and fell into the flowers beside her.

"Alas." A hint of impatience and helplessness appeared on Mauna's face. "When an enemy who is much stronger than you in physical strength and power approaches you, do not try to attack with the whip blade as a medium- and long-range weapon. Instead, you must immediately switch to using hard arm armor, shoulder armor, etc. for defense and try to keep your distance. Otherwise, you will die. Didn't Roy remind you of this the last time he fought you?"

"Zofia, didn't the knight competition bring you any progress? Even if it's just a game like playing cricket fighting, after playing for so long, you should be proficient in it."

"You are so harsh with your words, Myna."

Sophia, who was covered in mud, limped out of the flower garden, holding on to a fence she had picked up from the flowers. The corners of her mouth were already a little red, and although she had wiped it, it could not be hidden from Mauna's eyes.

He closed his eyes, put away his sword, turned around and walked into the room.

That was enough. He didn't hit Zofia too hard, let alone with all his strength, but even so, Zofia couldn't resist at all. It was impossible for her to defeat Roy. Moreover, looking at her appearance, she couldn't even stand steadily. Such special training was meaningless, so it was better to stop it.

But before he could take a step, Zofia's stubborn voice came from behind him.

"Come back, Maenna, and continue!"

Mainna stopped, turned her head, and glanced at Zofia behind her out of the corner of her eye.

The tenacious knight has resumed his fighting stance, without any exaggerated poses to highlight his figure, nor any frivolous thoughts. Zofia stands there firmly, just like a "knight".

"You are no match for Roy."

"You've said that from the beginning."

"Special training won't allow you to defeat Roy. If you continue, you might even suffer internal injuries, and you won't be able to perform at your original strength in the match three days later."

"You said that at the beginning."

Zofia looked at Mauna, and swung the whip blade in her hand violently, cutting through the evening breeze with a loud crackling sound, just like her answer, like thunder:

"I do not care."

"Mauna, you may think I am stubborn or vain, but I really want to continue, no matter what the final result is."

Sophia smiled bitterly.

"My strength is limited to this extent. I am actually very clear about this matter. If it weren't for Roy, I would most likely run into the Rift Knight who is a knight of the same period as me in the round of 16 or the quarterfinals, and then suffer a terrible defeat and stop there. After all, as an independent knight, I have this hunch."

She had never forgotten what Roy had said to her when they fought in the garden that day. And as the Special Championships opened and the competition became increasingly intense, she had a growing premonition that the opponent Roy had mentioned, who was "far stronger and more physically fit," could appear at any time.

Zofia initially thought that this person would be a Rift Knight. He registered as a competitive knight at the same time as herself, and joined the Knights of the Federation early on. As an equally dazzling rising star knight, his fighting style was steady and solid, and his defensive counterattack tactics seemed to be designed specifically for her. Zofia had long expected that she would not get any good results under him.

But Roy helped him remove this obstacle. The early elimination of the Rift Knight made the top 16 promotion match for Whip Blade particularly easy. After a fierce battle and a sudden attack when she seized the opportunity, her long whip easily cut through the armor of the bow knight and threw him off the stage. Zofia was very happy, but despite her happiness, her uneasiness and worry did not diminish.

That person will show up sooner or later.

She just didn't expect that [he] would be the one who pointed out her weaknesses to her - Roy. Perhaps this was fate, Zofia couldn't help but think so, it was fate that arranged for Roy to tell her about her shortcomings and let Roy test her progress.

"I can clearly see Maria's progress during this period, but I have been standing still. I am unwilling to accept this. There are not many people in the Great Knight Territory who can match Roy's strength. Mauna, you are one of them. Since Maria has Roy's guidance, if I have your help, can't I be on par with him?"

Mainna didn't know which "he" Zofia was talking about, Maria or Roy, but he didn't see the ugly emotion of jealousy in Zofia's eyes, only "envy" and "reluctance".

She also wants to become stronger.

It's not for anything, she just wants to become stronger, that's the reason.

"I am also a Lin Guang. Even if I can't win, I will continue to fight despite the hardship and darkness. This is my creed. So, continue."

Zofia said seriously that for the first time, she did not choose to defend, but took the initiative to attack Mainna, just like what she was best at on the court.

"boom!"

There was another muffled sound, and Zofia took several steps back and knelt on one knee before she managed to keep her balance.

But Mainna, who had just turned around, had already turned his head back, and at his feet, on the moist soil of the flower bed, a footprint that was slightly rubbed backwards due to defense proved the effectiveness of Zofia's attack just now.

Mainna stared at the footprint in silence, then raised his head, looked at Zofia, and drew out the wooden sword again.

"stand up."

"What's with that expression on your face? What's with those tears and that joyful look in your eyes? Come towards me! Do you think this little progress will make you happy? If you can't even withstand my sword, how can you resist Roy's falling star?"

There was a gentle light in Mainna's eyes, but her words were still extremely cold.

"Special training continues!"

PS: I like Auntie very much. She is not Lin Guang but never loses to Lin Guang. She is overshadowed by Lin Guang’s brilliance but never gives up her role. Auntie deserves to be fought with the highest respect.

So, instead of a module, use the Lapis Lazuli archery on her!

Volume 1: Chapter 80: How did Zofia offend Roy?

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to the Star Arena! Yes, I am your old friend, Big Mouth Mob!"

He dyed his mohawk hair into a brilliant golden color. He held the microphone high and leaned back to the point where his waist almost collapsed as he shouted,

"After a long points race and a fierce competition among the top 16, the top eight of this year's Casimir Knight Competition Special Tournament have been announced! They are Blood Knight, Candle Knight, Whip Knight, Falling Star Knight, Winter Knight, Rage Knight, Endless Knight, and Wandering Wind Knight!"

"Continue the legend, open a new chapter, create history, or fail miserably! Knights who have been awarded the title, show all your strength, shed your blood and sweat, in this land of dreams, let us wait and see! Take out your terminal, log in to the official event page of Casimir Major, cheer for your favorite players, every bit of your love will become the driving force for the knights to move forward, forward, forward, forward! The semi-finals are beckoning, the champion is beckoning! I declare that the quarter-finals of the 23rd Casimir Major will officially begin!"

"boom!"

Brilliant fireworks bloomed in the bright night sky, reflecting the colorful neon lights of the city, reflecting the splendor of this city that never sleeps. At this moment, from the super display screen in the central core square of the city to the underground waterway in Block 0 of the edge mosaic area, no matter how busy the people are, they will temporarily put down their work, and the gorgeous sky will be reflected in their raised eyes, and the blue and red light will flash in their pupils. That is the logo of the special championship, and it is the only real Casimir at this moment.

"I didn't expect that Mainna would come to me at a time like this. There should be a lot of people you care about in tonight's game, right?"

In the office of the Grand Knight Commander of the Supervisory Council, Russell sat dignifiedly on the sofa in front of her, the TV in front of her was playing the dazzling performance of the opening ceremony of the quarter-finals on silent mode. Although she did not like the overly loud music, she was not so rude as to turn a blind eye to such a shocking scene.

But she was really surprised that Mainna, who had claimed that she "saw everything" more than ten years ago and closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, would find her at this time.

"Don't worry about which of them will win?"

"Zofia can't possibly defeat Roy." Mainna concluded without any hesitation, and even Russell smiled bitterly.

How upset would Zofia be if she heard this? She is such a strong girl.

"I told Zofia that, too."

Russell raised his eyebrows: "I thought you were helping her train by making so much noise at her house during this period."

“Going for failure doesn’t necessarily mean you can’t train,” Mainna replied.

Russell shook his head helplessly. Maenna was still so unkind, which didn't mean he was as cold as an iceberg, but that after being so emotional that he saw through everything, he stayed away from any weak emotions.

She chose to skip the subject and asked, "So why are you here?"

Maenna was silent for a while, then said, "Look at what you are doing." Then he looked at the muted TV and said, "You are actually watching it."

"Why not?" Russell asked, standing up and taking out a bottle of rare wine from the cupboard behind him. The Gallic label on it had become dim with the passage of time, but its value became more and more dazzling.

Pouring a glass for Mahenna, Russell said slowly: "Remember when people had to see this kind of scene in the past?"

Manna frowned. He didn't know how long ago Russell meant. But fortunately, Russell didn't really want Manna to answer this question. She just held the bottle of wine and stood in front of the huge French window in the office that could overlook most of Casimir. She said with disgust: "Initially it was the birthday of the king or the royal family, then the wedding or festival of the noble lords, and then the whim of the knights."

"The festival belongs to the upper class. Now, we finally don't have to claim this [prosperity] for ourselves anymore. They create it, they enjoy it, and it should belong to everyone in Casimir. This is progress."

Russell turned around, the disgust on his face was wiped away, he looked at Maenna with a smile and said:

“When has the Supervisory Commission ever ignored this progress?”

"That's your style." Maenna nodded.

Russell stroked the bottle in his hand and suddenly spoke as if he was talking about something completely unrelated. "Maenna, this bottle of wine in my hand comes from Lingones, the most prosperous city on earth before Londinium, the capital of Terra. What would people think of when they touch the gilded patterns on the bottle, look at its old and dim Gallic label, and smell its rich aroma that has been precipitated by time?"

"What the Business Federation sees is a country that has been destroyed for a long time. Their last dignity and chastity can only be demonstrated through the spicy and refreshing taste of fine wine. So they are ridiculous."

"What the knights saw was the former glory of this empire. Every Terran is proud to own a bottle of fine wine produced in Gaul. This is their capital of pride."

Russell paused, his expression firm, and stated:

"But I don't. I know that no matter how ridiculous or proud it is, it's all in the past. As a bottle of wine, it has to find its place in this era and play its value. This is its way of survival. The same is true for us."

The same is true for the knight. This bottle of wine is the knight. No matter what its shell represents, what it symbolizes, or what kind of past it has, when it is violently spoken out of the bottle, it is destined to have only two results - adapt to this era and be drunk, or be abandoned by this era and poured out.

"I know what you are here for, Maina, but I don't need you or anyone else to remind me of my determination. You are not involved in this matter, so you may not see it more clearly than me, an insider." Russell smiled, picked up the remote control, turned up the volume of the TV, and your quiet office of the Grand Knight was instantly filled with music that was just noise to traditional knights.

"Take a look, maybe you'll see them a little differently."

Mauna opened her mouth, but finally chose not to refuse, because in the picture, Roy and Zofia had already walked out from both sides.

"Wuhu! Welcome back, audience friends. After watching the wonderful opening ceremony performance, I'm sure you can't even hold your pee anymore! Haha, but the main event is about to begin after all the busy performances! The first match of the Casimir Major quarterfinals will be brought to us by the super dark horse Meteorite Knight and the queen of the arena, Whipblade Knight!"

"If Meteor Knight kills me, I will be reincarnated as Fangmon and be your dog!"

"Sister Whipblade, hit me! Hit me! If that doesn't work, just step on me!"

He put his four fingers together, opened his thumb, and placed it next to his ear. Listening to the horrific screams from both sides of the field, Big Mouth Mob nodded contentedly. Then, an even more explosive voice, almost blasting the microphone, roared out from his throat:

"Wow! You thought this was the end? There's still a surprise!"

"According to the latest application submitted by the Meteor Knight, he will use the [Bow] as his main weapon in this game! A fighting method never seen before, brand new fighting techniques, and more unknown miracles, how many more screams can that man bring us! Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome - [Great Wilderness Meteor]!"

"Bang!" Mainna's mouth opened slightly, and the glass in his hand shattered.

No way, Roy uses a bow?

When was the last time he used a bow?

An image of the ruined Linguang family mansion flashed through Mayenna's mind, and she swallowed subconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Russell asked puzzled.

Maenna pursed her lips and answered seriously: "Nothing, I was wondering if Zofia had offended him in some way. Otherwise, why would he take out his bow?"

"And how much money can you make if you apply for a job as a maintenance worker at a sports venue?"

PS: Haha, I am in a good mental state, haha!

Volume 1: Chapter 81: The arrow is on the string, the arrow is on the forehead