Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

But these words frightened the citizen representatives.

My goodness, Qingjin Dawei is in the Ursus army. Was he captured or did he betray? How should I write this report?

Under no other circumstances, he could only say, "Master Qingjin, let's not talk about it for now. Miss Skadi, please come back with me first. This place is about to become a battlefield."

Skadi was not an unreasonable person. She knew very well that the war zone was unsafe. However, Roy was already close at hand, so she had no need to leave. She said:

"You take the villagers away. I'll wait for him here."

The citizen representatives were almost moved to tears. What kind of friendship is this!

Even though Lord Qingjin had most likely been captured by Ursus, and even though the brutal Ursus army was closing in, Miss Skadi resolutely decided to stay here and face everything with Lord Qingjin!

This is simply the pinnacle of pure love!

He could not help but bend down and slashed the garrison representative's waist and jeans several times, causing him to scream weakly but desperately.

You're the only one who likes Minotaur, right? I'll cut off all the cowboys for you!

After venting the anger of the pure love warrior, the citizen representative bowed solemnly to Skadi, walked around her and rushed into the village.

There was no way he could stay here with Skadi, as the garrison representative had been "killed in battle". He had to pass on the news of Ursus' invasion to the Silver Spear Pegasus in the city, and he also had to fulfill Skadi's instructions and take the villagers away.

"I hope you and Lord Qingjin can survive this disaster!"

The citizen representatives made a silent wish in their hearts. Dozens of miles away, Roy, who was commanding the central army and escorting the prisoners, sneezed on the spot.

But this did not affect his interest at the moment. He opened the module page and excitedly read the latest special rewards.

The hidden conditions of the D-level module [Stranger] have been met (your fame has reached a new level. Through you, the name of God will spread throughout Terra!), and the special reward has been sent -

Congratulations on obtaining the A-level collectible: Scale-catching raincoat.

Volume 1: Chapter 167 Fuck

As everyone knows, it is impossible for Hai Si to catch a cold, so Roy has already accepted the reason for his sneezing. It must be that someone is talking about him, triggering the metaphysics.

I just don’t know who this person is. Is it the small and cute Little Platinum, the gentle and virtuous Viviana, or the very cruel Maria?

It's highly unlikely to be Skadi's. She knows Skadi's character, and she has no bond with her at all. Even if she wants to gain trust, she has to wait until she helps her find teammates. There's no reason for her to worry about a land dweller who can't even use a flush toilet.

Although Roy, a land man, knows how to use the toilet.

But this is not the point. The point is the newly acquired A-level collectible - the scale-catching raincoat.

A-level collectible [Scale-catching Coat]: When you use a ranged weapon, you will not become the target of the enemy's ranged weapon.

This effect is a bit abnormal. Although it doesn't have the exaggerated combat power increase like the Sun Sword, the fact that it won't be targeted by enemy long-range weapons is already a bug. You know, in the land of Terra where most people still use cold weapons such as bows and crossbows, this is equivalent to giving yourself a get-out-of-jail-free card. Especially after Roy learned the trick of using the Meteor Strike by catching the bug, he originally had to worry about the enemy's timing to catch him when he was reading the spell. Now, you can't hit me until I finish the spell! Anyway, you have to take my Stella first!

It’s a pity that the weakness period is too long and I can’t explode it more times, otherwise it would be so cool.

I just don't know whether this buff of not being "targeted by local ranged weapons" will have any effect on those ranged weapons, such as the Terra small nuclear bomb in the hands of the foreign teacher, or the guns and cannons in the Lateran arsenal.

Could that thing be something noble and unattached?

Putting aside the card man's matter, the most important thing is that in Roy's understanding, collectibles should not have levels. After all, the three collectible items he obtained the last two times - a Kiss of Keshige that had been blown up, a Sun Sword that was now on his waist, and a Tianzai Laboratory ID card whose purpose was still unknown - were all items without levels written on them. But this time, the module system gave a very clear level for the scale-catching cape.

Was it because the system thought Roy's analysis made sense, so it followed suit? Or was it because this item was a material that could break through the boundaries of the [Alien] module, so it was special? Roy didn't know until he got the next collection. But at least, after a few months, he finally got the promotion method for the D-level [Alien] module that won his own "Future Promising (Useless Now) Award" module.

——Increase your popularity and let your fame spread throughout Terra!

Why don't I stop being a Knight of Evergrande and become an idol? I feel that the Penguin, the Great Emperor, is much more famous than me, the Knight of Evergrande.

Just kidding. After this incident, Roy also roughly realized the inherent requirements of this "fame system". It's not that the more famous you are, the more useful you are. In fact, the influence of the Ever Knights in the competitive knight industry has reached the pinnacle. This can be seen from the fact that wealthy merchants in Victoria are willing to spend a lot of money to establish a foundation for the Ever Knights. It can be said that in the entertainment knight industry, it is impossible for others to surpass Roy, but why, before this battle, the fame system has never been triggered?

It can only be explained that the judgment standard is not based on "fame" but on the industry, or in other words, on how different types of people view you.

It can be said that Roy made a name for himself in the Casimir military with this battle. With only 1,202 men, he blocked nearly 100,000 Ursus troops. Even if King Corsica I were to be resurrected, he would not have the confidence to win this battle with such a huge disparity in troop strength. However, Roy not only won the battle, but it could even be said that he won a great victory.

This will undoubtedly spread the reputation of the Heng Knights to the military in the future. It also means that when people mention Roy, their first reaction will no longer be "that girlfriend is Lin Guang, a competitive knight who won a special championship!", but "that girlfriend is Lin Guang, a legendary knight who fought against ten thousand alone in Baibo River and won a special championship." The concepts of these two titles are completely different.

However, it is strange. Logically speaking, he won the battle only a few hours ago. The messenger sent back to report the news was so fast that the news had already been passed back to the Grand Knight's Territory and everyone knew about it?

He never expected that in addition to the above-mentioned people who might be worried about his safety, and the Supervisory Committee that had not yet obtained first-hand intelligence from the front line, in another mobile city thousands of miles away, there were also two well-known figures on the land of Terra who began to take some interest in Roy's life and health.

One of them was the Emperor of Ursus, Fyodor, and the other was his favorite, the Imperial Prime Minister, Islam Witt.

[In the Empire, the Emperor is omniscient.] This famous quote is from the oral statement of the late Emperor Ursus at a court meeting, but in fact it has some seemingly insignificant deviations from the original words. The original sentence is [In the Empire, the Emperor should be omniscient.]

One sentence is a boast that seems confident or even conceited, and the other sentence is a responsibility to oneself and a requirement for subordinates.

The current Ursus Emperor Fyodor does not have the prestige of the previous emperor. He was hastily promoted to the throne after that night blurred by history. In the humorous words of Minister Victoria: "You know everything, but we decide what you can know."

The Ursus Internal Guards had actually long been aware of the Third Army's independent movement. They monitored the national border and would keep an eye on a grand duke who had been deprived of his military power and was under house arrest in a nursing home. How could they not notice such a large-scale military arrangement as the mobilization of an army?

But they did not report to Fyodor immediately. Apparently, the military's independent action was classified as the emperor's "not knowing everything". But the subsequent defeat and capture of the army group was classified as the emperor's "knowing everything".

Unlike Casimir the messenger who ran away on foot, the people responsible for conveying sudden military intelligence to Fyodor were the Ursus Internal Guards, known as the emperor's sharp sword. They had their own special ability called the Kingdom, and communications across thousands of miles were just a stone's throw away.

Three hours after the army vanguard was defeated, the emperor received the news and summoned his trusted minister, Speaker Witte.

The statutory working hours in Ursus start at eight in the morning, but in order to show his diligence, the emperor often gets up on time at seven to start working. As his aide and ally, Speaker Islam Witte would also symbolically get up earlier, but when Islam was pulled out of bed, the clock had just pointed to six.

It’s not even daybreak yet!

Dragging his old body and dressed neatly, Werther could not suppress the fatigue on his face as he walked into the palace. The first words he heard in the morning were a series of textbook insults:

"How dare they do such a thing behind my back! They simply disregard my laws! Who gave them such courage!"

"Fuck it, it's fine if you fight me behind my back, but you also lose the fight!"

"If you win, I won't get any benefits, but if you lose, I have to clean up the mess. Get the hell out of here!"

Volume 1: Chapter 168: Give me back my army!

Fyodor's rage lasted for a long time. During this time, Islam Witt stood beside the knight's armor at the gate, leaning on his cane and saying nothing, as if he was cosplaying a statue beside him. It was not until His Majesty the Emperor felt a little embarrassed that he coughed lightly and said:

"Your Majesty, what is it that makes you so angry?"

Fyodor put his hands together and pretended to ponder for a moment before saying, "Ahem, I'm not angry."

Islam Witt rolled his eyes at him imperceptibly, but did not refute. Instead, he bowed apologetically and said:

"I'm sorry, I misread it."

Fyodor's expression improved a lot, and he said with some complaints:

"Sir Islam, you came without even saying hello to me. It's still early. I'm sorry. Come, give my minister a comfortable chair."

The servant brought an armchair, and Islam Witt nodded to Fyodor and slowly sat down, leaning his cane against the chair. Fyodor's voice followed:

“Islam, do you know what happened three hours ago?”

Witt did not answer, and the look behind his small round glasses showed a bit of speechlessness. If I knew what happened, would you still need to summon me?

However, when it comes to speculation, he still has some.

The emperor was so furious simply because of the problem with the army that had always been disobedient. The insults that Fyodor had just uttered in anger basically confirmed Witte's guess.

But he could know these things, but he couldn't say them out loud. It was never a good thing for a minister to act much smarter than the emperor.

As expected, Fyodor did not seem to think that Witte could answer this question, and then there was the following:

"My army, haha, or rather the Third Army controlled by Grand Duke Baikal and Viscount Dunkel, started a war against Casimir three hours ago. This was of course without any permission from me! If my internal guards had not passed on the information, I might still be kept in the dark by them."

Islam Witt glanced at the shadow behind Fyodor's throne without leaving a trace. Of course, there was no one there, but he knew that the inner guard must be watching them from somewhere at this moment.

The intelligence came only after the war broke out, so Witt took this nonsense seriously.

He withdrew his gaze, pondered for a moment, and calmly analyzed for Fyodor:

"Your Majesty, this is not necessarily a bad thing."

"The soldiers of Ursus are all very simple, they only know how to serve the country and His Majesty. The Third Army must have received instructions from those two nobles for advancing so recklessly. In my opinion, this may not be an opportunity for Your Majesty to have a legitimate excuse to weaken the power of the pro-war faction."

"Of course, the war faction that won the battle must be extremely inflated at the moment. It is not appropriate to confront them head-on. We should divide them internally. You can dismiss the two nobles from their officer positions and deprive them of their titles on the grounds that the transfer order will not be stopped. But at the same time, you should also reward the officers and soldiers who have made contributions in this war on the grounds of bravery and pioneering for the country, and promote other war faction nobles who are close to the Grand Duke Baikal and Viscount Dunkel but have shallow friendships with them. In this way, you can divide the war faction internally by taking three steps forward and two steps back, and make the army grateful for your kindness and make them serve your majesty wholeheartedly."

Islam Witt spoke slowly, as if he was afraid that Fyodor would not understand, and he even added explanations of how to proceed for each step.

As long as he follows this method, the arrogant pro-war faction will inevitably have internal strife due to the uneven distribution of spoils. At the same time, the emperor can win the favor of the military by increasing the support of middle and lower-level officers, and extend his influence into the originally solid Third Army, killing two birds with one stone. This wisdom of taking advantage of the situation is also one of the reasons why Islam Witt, a civil official, can take on the responsibility of the Ursus Empire, which is divided by warlords.

However, the more he patiently persuaded and taught, the more strange and ashamed the expression on Fyodor's face became, until Witt finally couldn't help but stop his plan and asked:

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Fyodor opened his mouth but said nothing. He raised his hand but was unable to make any movement. After hesitating for a while, he spoke in great discomfort:

"Sir Islam, do you think there is a possibility that we lose the battle?"

Islam was stunned, and his first reaction was that it was impossible, absolutely impossible, our Ursus army is invincible!

How could he not know what a nobody Casimir was? The open and covert struggles between the Supervisory Council and the Commercial Federation were no more peaceful than the struggles for power between the new and old nobles of Ursus. Their army had not even completed the modernization reforms and still relied on the classic charge and hand-to-hand combat to decide the outcome. The Ursus Third Army was a well-equipped modern army with a complete battle sequence and a mixed military organization of various arms, and even a behemoth like a war fortress.

In this situation, he still lost the battle. Islam could only think of one possibility:

"Could it be that the news leaked out in advance and Casimir mobilized everyone?"

There is only one possibility, that is, the Third Army was fighting against a whole country with its own army, and was defeated due to the absolute disparity in military strength.

Fyodor looked away awkwardly and shook his head with a subtle expression:

"No, the enemy's army is not large in number, and it cannot be said that they were completely defeated. What I have received so far is the news that the vanguard army was defeated."

Islam Witt heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked:

"How many enemies are there?"

Fyodor did not answer but held up two fingers.

Islam Witte nodded. "Twenty thousand people. With the military prowess of the Casimir people, twenty thousand knights are more than enough to deal with the vanguard. But we can't let this opportunity go. Who is the commander of this station? Your Majesty, you should punish him severely to demonstrate your authority."

"Not 20,000 people, less than that," Fyodor interrupted.

Witt was stunned again, and said in disbelief: "Two thousand people? Who is their commander? Could it be that the Grand Knight Commander personally brought the Silver Spear Pegasus to the front line?"

Fyodor did not answer Witte's question, but covered his face and sighed: "(⊙﹏⊙) Less."

Witt couldn't help but stand up, his lips and beard trembling a little: "Two hundred people? Cyril Linguang is resurrected?"

"Sir Islam, you could have been bolder."

At this point, Fyodor suddenly calmed down. He raised two fingers and waved them in front of Witt's eyes, and said in an extremely complicated but somewhat expectant tone:

"I'm comparing real numbers. Two people."

“Two people!!!!” Islam Witt shouted almost with his voice breaking, “Did the people over there dig the Witch King out of his grave?”

Hearing this curse word, Fyodor's expression immediately brightened up a bit, and he continued, "One of them is seriously injured and sitting in a wheelchair."

"Fuck you, give me back my army!"

Good, good scolding, you bastard, give me back my army!

I wasn't the only one whose defenses were broken. Fyodor's sadness was even relieved a lot.

After a burst of scolding, Islam Witt suppressed his anger, looked at Fyodor with burning eyes, and said excitedly:

"Your Majesty, the opportunity has come. We must take responsibility for this humiliating defeat!"

"Clean them!"

Volume 1: Chapter 169 What’s the matter? Should we continue to fight this war?

Such a humiliating defeat would inevitably become the hottest military topic in Ursus in the next few months or even years. Just as Fyodor said, although this matter had nothing to do with him as the emperor, he would definitely have to help clean up the mess in the end. This would inevitably lead to the emperor losing face.

But crisis is also an opportunity. Islam Witt saw in it a once-in-a-lifetime chance, an opportunity to severely suppress and even clean up the war faction and the old aristocracy.

Defeat in the war will anger the people, cause turmoil in the military, and reshuffle the political arena. Those who planned this military action will inevitably pay a price for it. What he and the emperor have to do is to expand the scope of this price as much as possible in order to achieve deeper goals.

The Emperor's Blade soon brought news that the Third Group had been completely defeated, but this time, Fyodor and Islam Witt were no longer as shocked and angry as they were when they first heard of the defeat last time. They looked at each other, with some sighs in their hearts, but more of it was excitement.

That morning, the dull bells summoning the ministers and the parliament rang over the entire Saint Fortress. The nobles and parliamentarians who were summoned woke up from their sleep and walked towards the quiet fortress in the center of the city in a daze. A storm that would profoundly affect the entire Ursus and even Terra in the future began to gather. In the center of the storm, Fyodor and Islam Witt finally learned the title of the man who brought great changes to Ursus - the Knight of Eternity.

Your popularity is rising

Roy was in a good mood. He was in the center of the army, surrounded by several knights. Maenna and Margaret, who were walking beside him, kept their hands on the hilts of their swords, like a dutiful guard. This kind of treatment was almost unimaginable in the past. But now, it was Maenna who took the initiative to ask for it.

"We only have 600 people left, and the Ursus army we captured has more than 40,000 people. Do you know what this means?"

Mauna said so. Roy thought about it and felt that this was probably the so-called "even if there are 40,000 pigs, you can't catch them all in a day."

In any military war history of Terra, even with this number of slaves, if there was any noise or resistance, it would be extremely difficult for these 600 people to suppress them, not to mention that these people were all elite soldiers of Ursus, and there were many powerful Originium sorcerers among them. The reason why they did not dare to resist was largely because Roy was here.

After witnessing the sun-like magic attack that cut their war fortress and the earth in half like a rotten wood, their fear of Roy has reached the point of "stopping a child from crying at night". But this is also a risk. As long as Roy is not there, or Roy is dead, they may not be convinced.

Therefore, a person like Ma Enna would not hesitate to act as a guard and even bring Margaret along, although he also had other purposes.

No matter whether we knew each other before, we have to know each other now, right?