People in Terra, governing a weird little country

She is young, but she claims to have lived on the streets. She has a unique temperament, fair skin and beautiful appearance. She clearly introduced herself as a junior high school graduate, but she is well-informed about the luxurious life enjoyed by the upper class, and she doesn't care at all, as if she is tired of it.

And she is from Londinium...

A guess slowly emerged from his mind, and Ernst's expression suddenly became serious, and there was a bit more admiration and sigh in his expression when he looked at Vina.

Miss Vina, maybe you are the mistress or child bride of some Londinium capitalist or nobleman!

This guess seemed reasonable to Ernst. After all, Miss Vina's knowledge could not come out of thin air. She must have received an upper-class education, that is, the education of the Londinium nobility or capitalists.

For a family like this that has its roots in Londinium, the City of a Thousand Cities, it is hard to say that the family will fall into decline - a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the company goes bankrupt and the nobles commit crimes, they will not let a girl like Vina live on the streets.

According to the standards of the Londinium nobility, it can at least be used for marriage.

It couldn't be that all the hundreds of people in the family were killed by their enemies, right? That doesn't make sense. That would be illegal. Wouldn't the noble parliament or the court stop it?

Combined with Vina's willingness to apply for a civil servant position in Kjerag, her willingness to leave the prosperous Victoria and go deep into the bitter cold Kjerag Snow Mountain to radiate light and warmth, Vina's true identity is about to be revealed.

She is most likely a girl who was forced into marriage, but was dissatisfied with her puppet life, became a victim of her family, and was tired of being manipulated by others. She wanted to escape from the clutches of the nobles (capitalists) and start a new life. In order to avoid the wrath and pursuit of the mastermind behind the scenes and start a new life without interference, she had to leave her hometown and go to Kjerag!

What a touching epic story about resistance, freedom, and feminist awakening, with profound satire and analysis of the current social situation!

Ernst took a deep breath and asked in a voice choked with emotion:

"Why did you choose Kjerag? If you want to leave Victoria, Casimir, Columbia, Leitania, or even Longmen, which is farther away, wouldn't that be fine?"

I didn't mention Ursus because that place is really not a place for people to go.

Vina opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

Ernst asked her this, had he guessed her identity?

Unexpectedly, she was very cautious in Londinium and had been lurking for several years without revealing her identity, but after arriving in Askara County, she was discovered within a few hours.

Sure enough, was it because I was too relaxed just now?

Vina's lips were a little dry due to nervousness, but she no longer had any regrets at this moment.

"Why did you choose Kjerag?"

Vina smiled slightly, looking at Ernst with Aslan's determined look in his eyes.

If this was just a simple accident at the beginning, now she has gradually understood why Beast Master Gawain gave such guidance.

"Because you make me feel so relaxed. I feel incredibly safe around you."

This was both the reason why she was discovered and the reason why she chose Kjerag at this moment.

She answered like this, and then noticed that Ernst turned his head away, as if he was lost in thought. She stopped talking and waited quietly for Ernst's response.

If he chooses to tell Count Askara his identity, then she has nothing to say and just assumes that both she and the beast master Gawain have seen the wrong person.At that time, it would not be too difficult for Aslan's daughter to jump down from the five-story room and escape.

On the other hand, Ernst's thoughts were in chaos.

This, this development doesn’t seem right, right?

A noble girl who ran away from home met a young man who made her feel "secure", so she decided to go to a distant foreign country with him to start a new life.

Wait, this script seems to be correct?

No, no, Vina is an aristocratic girl who eloped from an unknown family. If she were discovered, she would be responsible. How could there be so many fairy tales in the adult world?

But I was recently appointed as the Prime Minister, and was chosen by the great god Yelagund to be the Son of God. Now I am recruiting a noble lady from a foreign country who hides her identity. This really seems like a fairy tale, right?

No, no, Terra is still reality after all!

Wait, but Arknights seems to be a game?

His thoughts were in a mess for a moment. Ernst pursed his lips, turned back and glanced at Vina quietly, but saw her standing there quietly, as if waiting for Ernst's response.

What? There are outsiders here. Do you want me to flap my wings and take you flying right here and there?

Looking at the girl's determined expression, Ernst finally sighed.

What else can I do? I have already hired people and signed contracts. People should have a sense of contract. Vina is one of my own now. Can I still chase her away?

Well, our Kjerag is weird enough anyway, so we don’t have to worry about a few more weird characters coming. Maybe then negatives will turn into positives, right?

"Pack your things, Miss Vina."

Ernst lay back on the bed, still with his handsome face covered by the velvet silk pillow.

"We must leave for Casimir tomorrow."

Vina was stunned for a moment, then she understood what Ernst meant, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on her face.

She opened her arms and gave Lola, who had been waiting for a long time, a big hug, then ran to her room.

She didn't have much to pack tonight, just a heart.

............

Casimir, the Grand Knight of Kavaleriaki.

During the Knight Competition Special Championship, Kavaleriaki will connect with four randomly selected cities to form a large-scale [True Great Knight Territory]. During the window period when the special championship is not held, it is just an ordinary commercial city-state.

Of course, to say it is ordinary is to belittle it. In today's Terra, Cavaleliaki has become a veritable bridgehead of capitalism.

The city of consumption, the city that never sleeps, the city of knights, the city of competition, the city of carnival, countless labels shine on it like spotlights on the stage, making it look like a heavily made-up, seductive dancer, attracting the attention of countless consumers and tempting them to step into this sweet abyss.

But few people noticed the subtle sounds made by countless burnt-out debris under the spotlights.

Xintlaiya is a competitive knight. In this era when knights are also labeled and classified, she is a competitive and practical knight who is good at using a longbow. With her outstanding agility, she can knock down the enemy before he can catch her.

On the battlefield, this was a great talent, and with more training, she would be fully qualified to become a respected sharpshooter. But in the arena of competitive knights, Xinteleya's proud talent and tactics became her biggest stumbling block.

She has a good-looking appearance, but she chose to join the combat group out of sheer stubbornness. As a result, the combat group audience who like to watch the collision of muscles and sweat don't like her, and the audience in the viewing group who are obsessed with looks don't know her.

She is good at archery and likes to use her body to pull the enemy, gradually exhausting the enemy's physical strength, and then defeat the enemy with long-distance sniping. Such tactics naturally lack the excitement brought by close combat, and the long exhaustion stage also makes the audience feel sleepy. Therefore, even though she often wins, her popularity cannot be accumulated.

Over time, the Knights and investors, unwilling to lose money on her, began to arrange for her to hold fake matches.

Deliberately make a mistake during an easy dodge, deliberately miss during a sure-hit sniper shot, serve as a stepping stone for the younger generation in a must-win game, and add to the winning record of the newly trained signature knight.

Money was being made quickly, but the already scarce fans became even more sparse.

Xintelaiya could not help but start to examine her original intention of becoming a jousting knight - didn't I come here with the pure intention of making a name for myself in this city with my bow? How did I end up like this now?

If she had fewer fans, Xinteleya had no doubt that the investors behind her would make her wear revealing and seductive clothes and participate in underground competitions with questionable motives and attractions.

Xinteleya absolutely did not want to see herself like that.

She doesn't want to compromise anymore!

"what!"

The decision came as suddenly and violently as a high-heeled shoe spraining her ankle. Xinteleya quickly held onto the wall and lowered her head to check her ankle. The heel of her high-heeled shoe had already broken, probably because of an overly intense move during the competition today. Her originally white and tender ankle was now visibly red and swollen.

Strained.

This word flashed through Xinteleya's mind, followed by a series of numbers. That was the cost of treating the injury. Since it was not an injury sustained on the field, the company would not be kind enough to reimburse her as an unknown knight. She had to pay for it herself.

"Woo——"

With a whimper, Xinteleya had no choice but to postpone the amusement park plan that she had prepared for a long time in her mind, and used this month's salary and bonus on treatment.

It seems I will have to think about resigning next month.

She bent down without difficulty, took off her broken high heels, and walked barefoot towards the rental house. It was not far from home. Thanks to the municipal government, the ground was flat and there was not much garbage. If her feet were dirty, she could just wash them at home.

Thinking of this, she crossed the road and walked into the alley. Just as she was about to open the gate to go upstairs, her attention was attracted by the four big white words on the gate.

"A job posting? Whose ad?"

She took down the white job posting stuck in the fence and glanced at it:

"Shelagh, civil servants, civilian staff? Good salary and benefits, welcome to intern, more work will be done?"

“Are scams so careless nowadays?”

She muttered and glanced at the address on the job posting.

"Cavaleliaki, 2-9 Oak Street, Black Steel International Casimir Head Office, third floor, room 302."

"Black Steel International?" Xintelaiya confirmed the name again in surprise, "Those mercenaries would also rent venues from scammers? Or..."

In the slightly chilly wind, Xinteleiya stood barefoot in front of the fence gate, looking at the recruitment notice that seemed unreliable no matter how she looked at it. After hesitating for a long time, she looked around, quietly folded the recruitment notice twice, and put it into her small bag.

There haven’t been any competitions recently, and it’s pretty close anyway, so there’s no harm in going and taking a look.

Chapter 28: Sintelaiya is hesitant

Building of the Casimir branch of Black Steel International, 2-9 Oak Street, Kavaleliaki, Casimir.

The solemn black building without any neon lights or ribbons seemed like something in a steel jungle. Just by standing in front of the building, Xinteleya felt a sense of solemnity coming towards her.

"Why would they choose a place like this as a recruitment site for civil servants......"

A desire to complain emerged from deep in her heart, but Xinteleya didn't realize that she had unknowingly changed her definition of "swindler".

After confirming the address on the flyer in her hand again and looking up at the closed door of the office building, Xinteleya swallowed and began to back down.

"How about, forget it?"

Although my life nowadays is not very good, lack of goals, loss of motivation, and being in a daze all day are the norm, but people always have inertia.

When you have adapted to your current life, it is very difficult to change it. Xinteleya is no exception. Standing at the gate of Black Steel International, she suddenly felt that being a knight was not a bad thing. It was better than those mercenaries inside the gate. They might have to fight on the battlefield one day and lose their lives in a foreign country if they were not careful.

What, you said they are recruiting civil servants here, not mercenaries?

Is there any difference?

She returned home last night and searched for information about Kjerag on the intercity network. Although the place did look quiet and peaceful, it seemed that there was only quiet and peacefulness left.

Xinteleya really couldn't think of any interesting entertainment options if she really went there, other than watching the giant horned beasts baring their teeth every day.

It's true that Casimir is a bit mentally draining, but it's better than having no mental entertainment at all, right?

"Forget it. At worst, I can just change jobs and stop being a knight."

After thinking it over for a while, Xinteleya crumpled up the recruitment notice in her hand, threw it into the trash can beside her, and turned to leave the black steel building.

"There's no competition today. I'll go to the clinic first, and then I can find a cafe to kill some time."

Just five minutes after she left Oak Street, a crisp telephone ring rang in a room in a high-rise residence in Cavaleria. It was then picked up by a man wearing a high-end Columbia-style suit and an expensive Victoria watch.

"yes?"

"It seems that your knight, Xinteleya, is planning to leave the Knights and switch to another company."

There was an impatient voice on the other end of the line.

"What are you going to do about it?"

The expression on the man who answered the phone did not change at all. He pondered for a moment, lit a cigarette produced by the Bolivar Plantation, took a deep breath, exhaled a dense smoke ring, and said as if sighing:

"That girl is pretty. I want to keep her for a while, so I'll buy her."

"You are such a person. You always like to shatter the chivalry dreams of children, and then play with an empty shell that can be manipulated by others. What's the point of this?"

The person on the other end of the phone made a few comments in disgust, then got back to the point.

"So? Arrange for someone to send her to you?"

"No need. I don't like Jinsiyu who runs away." The man flicked his fingers and scattered the ashes, as if the knight's life was as worthless as the ashes in his eyes. "Let your Wuzhan League deal with it."

"Wouldn't it be better to make her pay the debt by breaching the contract, and then obey you in order to pay the money back?"

the voice on the other end of the line asked.

The man paused in confusion: "When did you suddenly become nosy, Roy?"

The voice on the other end of the phone laughed frivolously: "No way? I just mentioned it casually according to your capitalist thinking. Nothing else, I'll hang up first."

After saying that, without waiting for another word to come from the other end of the phone, Roy was the first to hang up the phone. He reached out and picked up a photo that was taken by someone at some unknown time. It showed Xinteleiya standing in front of the Black Steel International Building, holding a recruitment notice.

This photo is even a side profile photo taken from not too far away!

Apparently, Hintleya had been watched, followed, and secretly photographed without her even realizing it.

Roy looked at Xintelaiya's appearance, and recalled the relevant information about the knight that had just been sent to him by Xintelaiya's agent. He pursed his lips and showed a look of regret.

"Alas, another poor little knight girl."