Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

Casimir, Kavaleriya, 8:00 am

Unlike his hometown Letania, the mornings in Cavaleliaki are quiet. People who have been partying all night will drag their tired bodies to the company in the early morning. Their restless hearts have cooled down the moment they wake up from sleep. Everything of yesterday seems like a dream, and all that is left is the unfulfilled feeling and endless emptiness after the bubble is broken.

“What an ‘entertainment’ city! People seem to wish to die in the endless entertainment.”

Viviana had thought of this more than once, but she could not blame those people who showed excited smiles - he was happy, the happiness of the highbrow and the happiness of the lowbrow were all happiness, there was no distinction between high and low happiness, and Viviana had no right to criticize anyone. Not to mention, even Viviana herself was part of this "entertainment to death" environment.

Her achievements, the people who admire her, the people who buy all kinds of peripherals for her, and the people who cheer for her during her competitions are all given to her by this environment. How can a person resist the environment that created her?

If you think about it carefully, this kind of life is obviously more vibrant compared to the oppressive atmosphere and rigid aristocratic rule in Leitania.

"That's not bad, is it?"

The blue man next to her said this to her. He seemed to have the magical power to see through people's hearts and could guess the confused thoughts in her mind.

Viviana smiled and nodded, as if agreeing with Roy's words.

But Roy continued:

"It's just that the gap is still too big compared to the fantasy I had in my mind before I came to the Great Knight Territory."

Viviana glanced at Roy beside her with some surprise. This was exactly the idea she had never mentioned to anyone.

Viviana still remembered what she had imagined when she had to leave her homeland and come to this city of knights because of the internal struggle in Leitania. Flowers, silver armor, and noble character are the places where the knights of Casimir gather, which even enemies will sincerely admire.

But what about now?

The Great Knight's Territory is full of knights, but there is no knight in the Great Knight's Territory.

Viviana sighed inwardly and buried the idea of ​​agreeing with Roy deep in her heart. As a Leitanian, she had to be careful at all times.

She changed the subject and talked about Roy: "When Mr. Roy found me and said he wanted to be a competitive knight, I was really shocked." Her eyes turned to Roy who was standing aside. Roy was wearing a formal suit today. The suit and tie, coupled with his unruly long hair, had an inexplicable beauty that made Viviana a little dazed for a moment.

Miss Candle Knight's education obviously did not keep up with the times, otherwise she should have been able to give Roy's beauty a suitable name - a suit thug.

It wasn't until Roy coughed lightly that she came back to her senses and continued:

"I'm just curious, why would someone like Mr. Roy want to be a jockey?"

This was indeed her doubt. She didn't know Roy's specific job, but in her impression, Roy was never a person who lacked money and power. He could generously buy tickets from scalpers, insisted on attending all his games, and helped her out when she encountered difficulties with the Knights. To be more specific, just a few nights ago, he spent a lot of money to arrange a candlelight show for her - although Viviana insisted that this was mutual help between friends and no money was needed, Roy still transferred the remuneration to her account through the Knights afterwards.

Why would a rich and powerful young man want to become a jockey?

"Because I also want to experience the feeling of competing with you on the same stage. What would it feel like to be surrounded by candlelight as your enemy?" Roy joked.

Viviana covered her mouth and chuckled: "Then I guess I can only lay down my weapon and surrender to Mr. Roy, right?"

After laughing, she looked at the Knights Association and Roy beside her, pursed her lips, and asked:

"Although it may be a bit presumptuous, Mr. Roy, do you plan to join the Knights?"

Roy shook his head. He really didn't have that. The black iron only told him to register with the Knights Association to become a competitive knight, but didn't tell him the course of action after becoming a knight. It only said "everything has been arranged, you just need to go to the arena", but didn't tell him what identity to go to the arena.

Perhaps these contents also fall into the category of "adapting to circumstances" for Roy in Xuantie?

Seeing Roy shaking his head, Viviana bit her lip and clenched her fists, as if she had awakened something, and took the initiative to invite him:

"In that case, how about joining my Knights?"

This was not a casual invitation, Viviana had her own considerations. From a public perspective, Roy had good financial resources and background. In the knight arena, in addition to the competition of competitive knights, there was more of a struggle of capital outside the arena. Viviana knew very well that she was now the pillar of the Sanhua Knights, but no one could tell when in the future she might be abandoned by the capital. Roy's existence was like a stabilizing force. As long as he could join, even for Roy, the capital behind him would help the Sanhua Knights in times of crisis.

In private, Roy is her friend, and he is someone who shares her true thoughts about Casimir. Such people have become a minority in the knight arena corrupted by capital. When Roy really steps into the arena, whether his future is corrupted and drifting with the tide, or he is discouraged and leaves the stage, Viviana does not want to see it. She wants to bring Roy under her command, at least in this way, she can still take care of him.

Besides, who says she doesn't need someone who shares the same feelings and can communicate with her frankly?

Viviana's sudden invitation really made Roy's heart beat for a moment. He remembered that the Sanhua Knights in the original book were a purely female knights group, and because the main image of the Candle Knights was elegance, nobility, and beauty, the appearance of the members of the Sanhua Knights was generally enough to make people's eyes shine. If he agreed, he would really be in the land of tenderness.

However, Roy chose to refuse.

First, considering the capital behind the Sanhua Knights and Xuantie's order to attract attention, he really doesn't support him to retreat into the land of gentleness and become the king of playing badly. Second, it is the special profession given by the system.

[Dear host, you have obtained the qualification to unlock a new profession. New profession: Competitive Knight]

[Unlocking conditions ①: Register with the Knights Association ②: Complete a Knights Competition.] 2

[Special Occupation: Independent Knight (Lone Knight)]

[Professional introduction: The brilliant knight Margaret Linguang once participated in the knight competition as an independent knight. In his first competition, he broke into the main competition on his own and even won the championship. He became the only young knight in the history of knight competition who won the championship without sponsorship or group. His success has opened up a special path for his successors: Do you dare to ride alone and embark on this dead end? ]

[Unlocking conditions: Register as a competitive knight as an independent knight and win the preliminary competition]

[Additional reward: Get limited A-level module [? ? ? ]]

A hidden profession, the unlocking method is so simple, and you can also get a limited A-level module for free. Who wouldn’t do such a good thing?

Moreover, compared to becoming a knight of the Sanhua Knights, replicating Lin Guang's path to winning the championship is obviously more eye-catching!

The anchor must choose the style with the most barrage!

Seeing Roy shook his head, Viviana could only sigh regretfully.

"Well, Mr. Roy, please come in."

Slightly turning sideways, Viviana opened the thick glass door of the Knights Association for Roy. She calmed herself down and welcomed him with a smile:

"Step into it, new knight with a dream."

"This is the dream of all Casimir people, the palace of knightly competitions and awarding of honors, the Knights' Association!"

Volume One: Chapter 10 How could such a good girl become so stupid?

Cavalleriacchi, Knights' Association of Athletic Sports.

"Have you heard? There's a new guy in the association who wants to register as a knight!"

"There are so many newcomers every day. What's so surprising? Is he good-looking or very capable? Or is he a rookie under that big company?"

"neither."

"Then what are you making such a fuss about?"

"He said that he would not join any knight order, accept any sponsorship, or ally himself with any company, and his goal was to become the champion!"

The huge lounge suddenly became quiet after hearing this. The person who spread this message looked at the stunned knights with a smug look on his face. Not long ago, when he heard the news at the front desk, his expression was not much better than theirs.

"Hey, do you know what you are saying?" Someone asked loudly, but the messenger just nodded as a matter of course:

"Of course I know. Is there anyone here who doesn't know what this sentence means?"

Do not join any knightly order, do not accept any sponsorship, and do not ally with any company. In contemporary knightly competitions, these three standards seem like a joke. Not joining a knightly order means rejecting the protection and help of your companions, not accepting any sponsorship means rejecting capital investment, and not ally with any company means you want to break the rules and take it all for yourself.

To want to win the championship under such circumstances is to go against the pioneer of the modern knight competition mode - the Business Federation, to insult their plot to manipulate the knight competition as a joke, and to challenge their money power as not worth mentioning. Rather than being a cold shoulder, it is more like slapping the Business Federation in the face! It is a wishful thinking that will definitely not end well!

But even though this sentence sounds so fantastic, no one dares to despise this declaration.

Because it is not impossible, it has been achieved by someone before! And that person is the descendant of the hero of the Casimir War, the celestial horse of the Rinkou family who pierces the night with light and is unstoppable - the Brilliant Knight Margaret Rinkou.

"Is it someone from the Linguang family?" An irritable questioning voice rang out from the depths of the lounge, but no one dared to ask too loudly.

The messenger looked at the speaker in surprise. The corners of his mouth, which had been raised due to excitement, suddenly pursed again, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Xiu Tong... why are you here?"

"I'm asking you a question, you lowly fellow." The great knight known as Embroidered Bronze stood up, picked up the half-man-high axe beside him with one hand, and walked towards the messenger knight while suppressing his anger. He placed the axe in front of the messenger and said, "You only need to answer, yes, or no!"

"No!" The messenger immediately shook his head timidly. He knew about the friction between the Bronze Knight and the Shining Knight. If he knew that he was also here today, he would never have barged into the lounge to gossip about this topic. He didn't want to offend the scary man in front of him who was covered in bronze armor and was called the Arena Butcher.

Hearing the man's trembling answer, Olmer seemed to be relieved and sneered loudly:

"Huh, haha, it looks like he's been brainwashed by that infected person's bullshit and can't wait to die."

He stretched out his hand, lifted the knight's collar, and asked:

"Where is he now and what's his name?"

"It's Roy. He's in the Candle Knight's lounge. They both came here together!"

This answer surprised Olmer Ingra. Candle Knight? He had an impression of this title. It was the Leitanian woman who went to Casimir to participate in the knight competition and became famous.

Olmer was born into the ancient knight family of Ingra, and he had never had a good impression of the Leitanians, but he had to admit that the woman's success was not just due to the operation of the company and her beauty. Her magic was treacherous and changeable, and even he would find it difficult to deal with her.

Moreover, since he came with her, the guy who claimed to be an independent knight might just be a gimmick, and there might be capital behind it?

Olmer Ingla was reckless and aggressive, but he was not a fool who had lost his mind. He glanced at the pale and trembling little knight in his hand, and after confirming that he was not lying, he threw him aside, took out his communicator, called the spokesperson of his company behind the scenes, and walked out the door alone.

After closing the door and answering the call, Olmer Ingra went straight to the point and asked the contact on the other side:

"Cleave, has the Sanhua Knights made any moves recently?"

"No." The voice on the other end of the phone was very noisy. The contact named Kleb should still be in the company at this moment. Hearing Olmer's question, he warned, "Don't do anything to the Sanhua Knights, especially the Candle Knight. He is now the top star of the rebirth medicine. If you hurt her, the boss will not be willing to spend so much money to bail you out from the National Council."

"Tsk." She's just a woman. Olmer smacked his lips, suppressed his disdain, and said, "I don't plan to attack her. I want to ask about another person, Roy. Do you remember this name? He came to the Knights Association today to register as a competitive knight."

Kleb frowned, recalled the person in his mind, and finally shook his head: "No impression, what happened to him?"

"He wants to be the second Knight of Glory." Olmer said.

There was a brief silence on the other side of the microphone. Olmer could vaguely hear the man typing on the keyboard. Soon, Kleb's voice sounded again:

"I just checked on the company's intranet. There is no such person. He does not belong to the Business Federation."

He spoke very quickly, as if he felt a little ridiculous and annoyed that he had just looked into this matter seriously, and then he continued,

"I know what you want to do. I will arrange to change his debut opponent to yours. Just get rid of him. Remember, just cripple him and try not to kill anyone. If you want to be the next Brilliant Knight, haha, you need a background to get involved. Okay, I'm hanging up now."

"Dududu-"

The voice on the phone stopped abruptly. The Bronze Knight put down the phone and grinned cruelly.

He was called the Butcher of the Arena, not only because of his bloody and brutal fighting style and his ruthless attack methods, but also because his existence almost served as a threshold, sweeping out all the competitive knights who tried to defy the company's will on their own from the stage of knight competition in the ugliest way.

But since he was defeated by the Knight of Glory, his value has plummeted. The company no longer trusts his ability and has greatly reduced its investment in him. Although his Rusted Bronze Knights are popular, they no longer have the opportunity to rise to the next level.

He didn't hate the company that abandoned him, nor did he feel that he was incompetent. He only hated the Knight of Glory.

But Knight Yao was exiled and he was no match for her. But Olmer Ingra was not worried.

If I can't cure the Brilliant Knight, can't I cure an Imitation?

"Roy, I'm really looking forward to your expression when you receive the notification of the competition."

...........

Knights Association, exclusive lounge for Candle Knights.

When ordinary knights were preparing for a competition, they could only rest in the public lounge. However, it was different for knights like Viviana who already had single-word titles. They had their own exclusive permanent lounge in the Knights Association.

The decoration was luxurious and the tools were complete. There was not only a training room for practicing Originium skills and swordsmanship, but also a bedroom and chess room for overnight rest, relaxation and entertainment. There was even a private cinema and sauna room. Even a worldly-wise person like Roy had to sigh when he came in for the first time that the evil capitalists really did whatever they wanted.

Viviana had just helped him complete the registration, and the debut battle information would be sent to his terminal within two to three hours. Roy simply sat down and waited while chatting.

But unexpectedly, just one hour had passed and his communication terminal had already sent a message.

[Junior competitive knight - Mr. Roy, your debut match information has been sent to your terminal, please check it. ]

"So fast?" Vivian blinked in surprise. "Normally it wouldn't be unusual if it took half a day to match."

Roy shrugged, took out the terminal and said, "Maybe there just happened to be someone there?" Or did Xuantie make arrangements for him again?

"So who will your debut match be against? And when?"

Viviana asked curiously, if there was no conflict in schedule, she would also like to buy tickets for his debut match and every subsequent match like Roy did, to witness his rise.

Roy opened the terminal, looked at the message, and read:

"Competition time: This Wednesday afternoon at 7pm, Bingpo Arena. Opponent: Olmer Ingra?"

Olmer Ingela?

The smile on Viviana's face froze. She snatched the terminal from Roy in disbelief and looked at the message on it.

Opponent: Olmer Ingla.

Viviana's expression turned completely dark. She knew the meaning of this name. If there was no knight with the same name as Casimir, then this name could only refer to one person - the notorious Bronze Knight who loved to torture his opponents in the arena, trampled on the law and the ethics of knightly competitions, and relied on corporate donations to escape legal sanctions!

"Butcher on the field, how is this possible? Letting a newcomer fight against a titled knight, are the people in the Knights Association crazy?"

Even with Viviana's upbringing, she couldn't help but curse in a low voice at this moment.

She raised her head and tried to comfort Roy who had received the news. If it really didn't work, he could give up this competition. As long as he agreed to join the Sanhua Knights, Viviana was sure that she could convince the Rose Newspapers behind her to prepare another debut battle for him.

But when he raised his head and looked at the blue man in front of him, she was stunned.

There wasn't a trace of frustration or depression on Roy's face, as if he wasn't frightened by the terrible news at all. On the contrary, he smiled so easily and confidently that when his next words reached Viviana's ears, they seemed to have changed from comforting her not to worry to a declaration of victory from the bottom of his heart.