Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

"What I mean is that a good journalist like you shouldn't treat yourself like this and put yourself in such a troublesome situation."

Roy said slowly, looking at Apophis who was trying to quietly open the door, and said lightly:

"You don't have to try to escape. Those outside the door are all my people."

A melodious whistle came out of Roy's mouth, and soon there were several short whistles in response.

Apophis opened her mouth, but finally stopped her movements. She took a deep breath, and finally calmed down. She pursed her lips and asked the question she wanted to know most at the moment:

"Why did you do that?"

"Don't you have any idea?"

"....Because of my report?" Apophis asked in disbelief.

As a reporter for the Red Wine News, she had written countless similar reports. Why only this one? Why only Roy came to her?

"Yes and no." Roy nodded, then shook his head, and then said with a sigh, "Because I don't like people who are very disobedient."

"I really hope that our communication is limited to interests, and I don't mind that our relationship can be upgraded to that of friends, but I hate those who act on their own initiative. You will cause me a lot of trouble."

"But fortunately, you still have a chance, Apophis."

Roy said, looking towards the door.

"Come in, Platinum."

Volume 1: Chapter 95 How Big is Casimir? How Big am I?

"You are, Miss Sintreya?"

The next second after seeing the true face of the girl who entered the room, Apophis screamed in surprise.

Xinteleya was also startled, and subconsciously pressed the dagger at her waist, and looked at Apophis with a little more vigilance on her face:

"You recognize me?"

"Of course I recognize you. During the two years you were a jockey, I came here every day to interview you! I was working at the Rose Daily at that time."

It seemed that the surprise of seeing an acquaintance diluted some of the fear brought by Roy. Apophis seemed to have found support and tried hard to move towards Xinteleia.

"I'm your fan. When you suddenly announced your retirement and disappeared, I was very sad for a while."

Apophis did not lie. After Hintleya disappeared overnight because she was invited by Roy to join the Helmetless Alliance, Apophis was indeed very sad for a while. In order to find Hintleya's whereabouts, she even sought information from paparazzi and tabloids. However, the confidentiality measures of the Helmetless Alliance were far better than Casimir's citizen information. After all the hard work, Apophis sacrificed a lot of time and money, and was even expelled from the Rose Daily for "engaging in immoral gossip activities", but still got nothing.

But it was also this opportunity that made her realize the true nature of the news media industry in Casimir and she became associated with the Red Wine Newspaper, which specializes in paparazzi tabloids and gossip news.

Today, two years later, she has gotten used to the work at the Red Wine Newspaper. Familiar with the news industry, she has begun to find the Rose Daily's bitch-like behavior ridiculous. However, she has to admit that Hinterea has indeed completely changed her destiny to some extent.

If she hadn't disappeared suddenly, maybe she would still be doing a job like serving tea and interviewing the little knight at the bottom of the Rose Daily.

And now, she saw Xinteleya again. If it weren't for such a slightly terrifying occasion, she might have been more excited.

However, just like she was feeling overwhelmed but didn't dare to express it loudly, Hintlea, who was standing opposite her and meeting her little fan for the first time in many years, also felt a little restrained.

I had originally promised my master to scare this little reporter who didn't follow orders, made up gossip, and caused trouble for Roy that was out of his control. How come I ran into one of his fans?

Xinteleia has somewhat forgotten her life as a competitive knight. After all, it was not a pleasant experience. The broken dreams, the powerlessness of reality, the oppression of the boss, and the pathetic situation of being a social outcast who was not even qualified to be entangled in gossip, all made Xinteleia feel desperate. As for the so-called interviews that Apophis said were held once a day, she only had the impression that "it seemed to have happened". In her memory, the reporter who interviewed her at that time was a girl wearing a suit and glasses, with a childish face but trying to pretend to be experienced in the city. The woman in front of her dressed up and looked like a rich lady or a popular star at a glance, in short, she had nothing to do with the reporter.

What made her like this?

What, it was me?

Xintelaiya cast a questioning look at Roy. She did have some sympathy. After two and a half years as a competitive knight, her departure seemed so ordinary, like a drop of water in the ocean or a grain of sand in the desert. Now she suddenly knew that there was someone who had always been thinking about her. Although she was not moved to tears, she still felt a little warm in her heart.

"She is my fan, Master Roy."

Xinteleya approached Roy and whispered.

Roy raised his eyebrows, his expression unchanged, and responded in a low voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Why? Are you touched and want to protect her?"

Xinteleya shook her head.

"I wanted to not hold back just because she's my fan, and to scare her a little harder!"

Having a fan really warmed her heart, and it could be regarded as a small regret in her life as a knight trainee for two and a half years, but the premise is that this fan did not do anything bad. Apophis spread rumors about Roy, and the rumors were about his love life. You know, even Xinteleya herself knew nothing about Roy's past. When she read the news just now, Xinteleya lost her appetite, couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and even the entire fuse plan was affected by it. If Xuantie hadn't discovered this in time and dispelled the rumors for herself in time, she would probably have to eat a non-existent jealousy and lose a non-existent love.

When she thought of this, let alone being an idol who warmed the hearts of fans, Xinteleya wished that Apophis would suffer third-degree burns.

It’s hard, the fist is hard!

Looking at Xinteleya's amiable smiling face, Roy felt that it was almost time to stop.

He didn't really intend to let Apophis "disappear" here. Apart from Roy's own character, Apophis was still useful to Roy, and very useful.

Controlling a mouthpiece is a very important thing for both the Wuzhu League and Roy. In today's environment, all media are under the control of the Federation Consortium. To cultivate an excellent, shameless, and obedient media in private is almost an incompatible triangle relationship. The best way is to poach people. Maybe the first encounter with Apophis was just a small accident, but for Roy, Apophis has proved her ability.

After the Wuzhou League was reorganized into Originium Cloud, Roy didn't mind recommending Apophis to Xuantie, allowing her to separate from the Red Wine News with her accumulated fame and become a new media controlled by the Wuzhou League. Of course, the premise was that Apophis had to be obedient.

The reason why Roy had gone to such great lengths tonight was to make Apophis obedient. Now that he had a relationship with Platinum, this goal would undoubtedly be much easier.

Roy rolled his eyes and said:

"Are you curious about why Xinteleya is by my side and why I call her Platinum?"

Roy smiled coldly:

"Humph, my greatest hobby in life is to take in social outcasts like you, to help you rise, to make you popular, to let you get everything you want. This kind of training will give me a sense of accomplishment. But..."

Roy knocked on the table: "I also hate those disobedient pets, like your idol, Xinteleya."

Roy winked at Bai Jin and continued:

"Just when she started to make progress on her knight's path, she forgot my teachings and even tried to escape from my control. Of course, I could only do as she wished and let her disappear from the world. Now, if you mention the name Xintelaiya to her again, she will no longer have any reaction. She has become a good child, my Platinum, the one and only Platinum. Right?"

Xinteleya was stunned for a moment, and then she quickly got into the state as if she didn't need to adjust at all. Her face flushed, and she was both shy and accommodating. However, she didn't resist at all. She put her head on Roy's outstretched hand, rubbed it, and whispered:

"Of course, Master...sir."

What terrorist organization? What on earth am I connected to?

Apophis raised her hands in fear, blocking them in front of her, and turned her head away as if she didn't want to see Sintrea's current appearance.

"You didn't even ask for my opinion."

She trembled.

Roy spread his hands and answered as if it was a matter of course: "God will not tell you before he plays with your absurd fate. You are a toy in his hands."

"I am as big as Casimir, so listen, Apophis. Do you want to abandon those distracting thoughts that only bring misfortune, live peacefully and happily without my interference, or do you want to try to provoke me like Platinum and become my next collection?"

"Let me think, how about calling you [Broken Pen]? An incompetent pen that will only break because it doesn't obey the hand's instructions to write."

"I fuck."

"Ok?"

"I mean, I do."

Volume 1: Chapter 96: The candlelight suddenly went out, swallowing up the starlight

"Dear audience friends, after three days of intense voting and serious discussions by the organizing committee, we have finally decided to officially confer the title of [Heng] on Roy, the semi-finalist of this year's Casimir Knight Competition Special Tournament! Let us solemnly congratulate the birth of another glorious Great Knight!"

The sound of the awarding ceremony on the big screen was particularly clear. It was obvious that the editor who was hired at a high price had edited Roy's short career as a competitive knight into a three-minute short film. The content was surprisingly rich and substantial. At first glance, the ups and downs, troughs and climaxes were all clearly distinguished. Unexpectedly, there was even excitement, which stunned Roy on the field.

Viviana, who was standing on the opposite side of her, was watching even more seriously. As a senior who accompanied Roy to register as a competitive knight, and a true witness of Roy's performance in this arena, watching the victories on the screen, Viviana's feelings were even deeper than Roy's.

She even remembered the moves Roy used in every game, the ways he won, the cheers from the audience, and the classic commentary.

The three-minute video ended quickly, and Big Mouth Mob recited the commercial as usual. Viviana retracted her gaze and looked at Roy with a relieved smile on her face:

"Before you knew it, you've already come here."

"It hasn't been that long actually." Roy nodded, "But when I think back on it, it does feel like a lifetime ago."

Roy was not a celebrity before he traveled through time, and he lived in the shadows after that. As a high-ranking member of the Wuzhou Alliance, it was almost impossible for him to show up in the outside world. If it weren't for Xuantie's sudden mission, he probably would never have come into contact with the profession of competitive knight.

But now, he stood on the highest stage of the Casimir Arena Knights, only one step away from ascending the throne, gaining both fame and fortune. Even though this was just a mission, a dream that would eventually come to an end, it still made him feel the impermanence of life.

No wonder so many children want to become jousting knights as soon as they are old enough to understand things. Isn't the temptation much stronger than that of scientists, workers, etc.? Even the war knights who also hold the title of knight are not worth mentioning in front of the attraction of jousting knights.

Rather, how many young people in Casimir now realize that the glorious title of knight could only be obtained through bloody battles in the beginning?

From this perspective, he, the Helmetless Alliance, actually felt a little pity for those knights who were once his enemies.

Putting away the unnecessary sighs in his heart, Roy continued: "This is also our second duel, so, the same question, Viviana, have you figured out how to deal with my spells?"

Viviana nodded with a confident smile on her face: "Of course. Please feel free to do it. I won't let you down."

"So..." Roy turned his head and looked at the big mouth Mob in the commentary booth.

He had finished reading his advertising slogan, but still did not announce the start of the game. He was deliberately leaving time for Roy and Viviana to communicate.

Although he couldn't do anything when Roy suffered injustice, he, Big Mouth Mob, could still delay the situation a little with his good mouth!

Seeing Roy looking at him, Big Mouth Mob's face, which always maintained a professional smile, rarely restrained itself a little. He pursed his lips, and stared at the man on the court with his exaggerated brown eyes behind his glasses, who had truly changed the trajectory of his life, and nodded heavily.

"come on!"

He turned the microphone to the side and whispered selfishly, then put the microphone to his mouth and announced loudly:

"Well, enough of the pleasantries, ladies and gentlemen, the show is about to begin. Please give your favorite contestants a thunderous applause! Casimir Major semi-finals, Candle Knight Viviana VS Constant Knight Roy, the game begins!!!"

.......

"Koval, who do you think will win?"

At the bar of the Horrible Martin Bar, the bearded veteran looked at his friend who was wearing a blacksmith's uniform and asked.

"That must be our little Maria's favorite Knight Heng!"

Koval said with a smile, patting Maria's head beside him.

Maria blushed and broke free from Koval's hand, stammering as she explained:

"I don't have a favorite. I like Candle Knight Sister too, but... I support Master Roy more."

"I know, I know." Koval's face was full of "I know, I know" expression, and he couldn't help laughing halfway through. Maria stamped her feet in anger and changed the subject abruptly:

"Master Koval! Stop laughing! How's Master Roy's knife?"

"Oh, why did you bring a supervisor?" Koval immediately put away his smile and said, "The knife is ready. Roy came to get it yesterday."

"Ah?" The one who sounded surprised was not Maria, but Old Fu beside her. "You gave him the knife yesterday? Then where is my knife? Why didn't he return it to me?"

"Why are you panicking? Roy can't steal yours." Koval rolled his eyes, looking gloating and indifferent. "Who knows, maybe your knife will become famous today?"

"You boy!"

Before Fugwald could utter a single curse word, Maria shouted excitedly:

"Uncle Fogwald, Uncle Koval, look! Master Roy is going to use that move!"

The two were stunned and turned their heads at the same time to look at the TV screen.

At the same time, in the Supervisory Council office, Maenna and Grand Knight Russell, who were embarrassed and had to sneak out to watch the game without telling their niece and Zofia, the directors gathered in the Chamber of Commerce meeting room, Dikaiopolis and Charne in the Blood Knight Mansion, and even the previous champion Margaret Linguang who was far away in Rhodes Island, as well as more than 100,000 live spectators and over a million live broadcast viewers, all held their breath and watched this scene on the TV screen.

Golden dots of light emerged and rose from the air like fireflies, gathering towards where Roy was standing, gradually forming several light bonds floating in the air. There was no wind in the open-air arena surrounded by walls, but the hem of Roy's windbreaker moved without wind, floating in the air and making a rustling sound. Taking a deep breath, the knight who was awarded the name of eternity drew the long sword at his waist, which was a weapon made with the craftsmanship of a knight in battle and reached the level of military equipment. He raised the sword, and the light lingering around him began to gather towards the direction of the blade. The brand-new blade seemed to be coated with gold foil under the light, dazzling and brilliant.

Then, he slowly took a step back with his right foot, bent slightly, and pointed the blade toward the sky. The light seemed to have received an order and automatically drew a long track in the sky, as if pointing the way for Roy.

"The Great Wilderness Starfall, this is the Great Wilderness Starfall! After a month, we have gone through the points race, doubles, top 16, and top 8. We are finally going to witness the famous skill of the Ever Knights in the semi-finals, the Great Wilderness Starfall!"

Big Mouth Mob's voice was extremely excited, and the scene became boiling.

At the same time, on the opposite side of Roy, Viviana also raised the candle and sword and closed her eyes.

The light from the falling star in the wilderness could illuminate everything even with eyes closed. The guiding light turned into a cloak-like trail following behind Roy after he soared into the sky. The scene was so magnificent that even a glimpse of it was enough to make Viviana unforgettable.

She loved that light, that beauty, but now was the competition and she had to give it her all. So, she chose to close her eyes.

Magic flowed on the tip of her sword, and the flickering candlelight dispelled the non-existent darkness. Viviana's momentum continued to rise and had reached its peak at this moment.

"The light of the meteorite is indeed dazzling, but please allow me to take away a moment of your light at this moment!"

After the chant was finished, Viviana shouted loudly and stabbed Roy with a sword from a distance.

The next second, the candlelight suddenly went out, drowning out the starlight. Darkness engulfed the entire stadium.

PS: A moment of silence for the old comrade.

PS: It has been unblocked, or more precisely, it has been released. I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse. I hope everything will be fine in the future.

Volume 1: Chapter 97: Magical Spells Born for the Falling Stars of the Great Wilderness

"Due to the limitations of the performance of Originium as an energy source and conduction device, Originium skills are often expressed in a more primitive and undecorated form. For example, fire spells must be accompanied by fire, water spells must be touched by water, and summoning rocks must be surrounded by rocks. In other words, no matter how powerful a warlock is, he cannot create things out of thin air. Even a powerful wizard king must use music as a carrier to express his spells.