People in Terra, governing a weird little country

"My appearance fee is 10 million marks (the official currency of Casimir)."

No matter where you send Maria, you'll need money.

As for the current situation of the Linguang family, this noble family of knights who lacks long-horsed cavalrymen who can eat the government's food, what they lack most is money.

In that case, don't blame me. I can write whatever I want, but you said this.

Then just set the price a little higher.

In this knight competition, the first battle is the decisive battle, and the outcome will be decided in one battle!

Chapter 369: Blood Knight: If you can pass three rounds, you will be considered a success!

Casimir, the Grand Knight of Kavaleriaki.

After the negotiation with Mainna ended, Charne did not immediately return to his residence where he turned off the lights when he went out.

The night view of Kavaleriya is a major feature of Casimir. The colorful light pollution is enough to actually damage people's eyesight, and the streets with real lights and wine can also stimulate people's most primitive desires in their hearts. In this land, the only comparable places are the Markmaxte District in Colombia and the only window to the outside world of Yan Country - Longmen.

As a Casimir who has long been integrated into this street scene, Charnei skillfully navigates the busy traffic that never stops even late at night, squeezes through the bustling streets, and enters a nondescript bar on the street.

There is no signature wine, no eye-catching strippers, no passionate music and no neon lights. Even behind the bar, there is only a bored bartender with long blue hair. It is natural that there are not many customers in such a bar.

Charney walked to the bar and said calmly:

"Two cups Captain Morgan."

The bartender behind the bar raised his eyelids, glanced at Charney, and rolled his eyes:

"Hey man, there's no good Iberian wine here. Did you come to the wrong place?"

Charney did not answer, but repeated:

"Two cups Captain Morgan."

"Tsk."

The bartender smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, bent down, took out two cans of rum with a black head logo from under the bar, and handed them directly to Charney.

"Don't let me know who leaked my information. Doing odd jobs and earning some extra money, is it easy for me?"

Charne smiled, picked up two cans of rum, turned around and walked into the single room behind the partition.

He is waiting for someone here.

Wait for Dikaiopolis, the famous Blood Knight.

The Blood Knight is no stranger to the people of Casimir today. As the favorite to win the Special before it was changed to the Universal Games, Dikaiopolis could be said to be the first knight to be "worshipped" by the people of Casimir after the Black Knight era.

Some people may ask, why not Yao Knight?

Because the Knight of Glory is too arrogant.

Since her sudden emergence and announcement of her participation in the 22nd Special Championship, Margaret Lingguang has not accepted any sponsorship, conducted any publicity, or held any activities with fans. The few interviews she has accepted were almost all about her disgust for the Business Federation and her contempt for the Knights' Tournament.

This is certainly not going to be popular.

Even back then, because the war hero Cyril Linguang was still alive, the Business Federation did not dare to risk the world's disapproval and directly take military measures against Margaret. But it is too easy to discredit someone.

Spread a few rumors in a sinister way, and then pretend to refute them in order to spread them more widely.

Margaret's reputation is naturally not very good.

She does have quite a few fans in Casimir, but most of them are haters. The kind of haters who want to see Margaret fall and get bruised and bruised, and then come out and say something sarcastic like, "Hmph, I told you, she'll be finished sooner or later." And there aren't many fans who really support her. As for the casual fans?

Margaret's crazy attitude and poor management of her influence have already displeased passers-by, not to mention the fact that the Business Association is secretly manipulating her. How can Margaret still be popular with passers-by?

This can be seen from the fact that she had just won the championship of the Knight Competition Special Championship and should have been adored by thousands of people and in the limelight, but she was labeled as an infected person and announced to be exiled, but it did not cause any social uproar in the Knights' Territory.

Because many people even think that this is how it should be! She is so crazy, no one can control her. If she really won the championship of the special championship, there must be something fishy! If she doesn't get slapped in the face, then aren't we the ones who get slapped in the face?

After Margaret, the Chamber of Commerce launched several "competing products" in succession, but none of them reached the expected height and popularity.

Until Dikaiopolis was discovered in Czarnay.

Looking at the chubby man who pushed open the partition curtain and walked into the compartment, Charne couldn't help but reveal a smile from the bottom of his heart.

"sit down."

He placed Captain Morgan's wine on the table and pushed it to Dikaiopolis.

"We don't have Minoan wine here. This one is good too. Try it."

The bronze-skinned, muscular man nodded, and without hesitation, he took a few sips of the wine, smacked his lips, and nodded in affirmation:

"Good wine!"

Charney also took a sip and raised his glass:

"Match with a good person."

Dikaiopolis was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Match with a good person, match with a good person!"

He put down his glass and said, "I wonder if a good man like me can do anything for you, Mr. Charney? Is it worth it for you to ask me out so late at night?"

Charne pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and forced his unspeakable feelings into his heart, and spoke as calmly as possible:

"Dikaiopolis, I am here to persuade you..."

"I won't withdraw from the competition," said Dikaiopolis.

Like Pero whose tail was stepped on, Charne's expression froze and a moment of panic flashed across his face, but then he shook his head in relief.

"Yes, you should have noticed it."

Dikaiopolis was promoted by Czarnyi.

This knight was chosen by Charne because of two shining points in him: first, he was a foreigner like the Black Knight, and second, he was infected.

It is a bit embarrassing to say that since the Black Knight, the most popular competitive knights in Casimir are almost all foreigners.

The Black Knight Mace is from Leithania, the Candle Knight Viviana is from Leithania, and the Blood Knight Dikaiopolis is from Minoan.

The popularity of the Brilliant Knight is also high, but his composition is mixed and difficult to use, so he is not as good as these three. As for the others, such as the Left Hand Knight and the Rusted Bronze Knight, their popularity and strength are not on the same level as these three.

The infected are more of a gimmick.

In the eyes of most Casimir people, knight competition is a passionate sport. Since it is passionate, the plot like the standard boys' comics, where a warrior from the bottom of society relies on his unparalleled will and unremitting efforts to finally stand on top of the world, naturally has a large market.

Dikaiopolis perfectly met these two requirements, so he was chosen by Charne and became the one who had the opportunity to become famous and reach the top of competitive knights from the bottom of society - an infected person from a foreign country.

Therefore, Charney was considered as the mentor of Dikaiopolis. Dikaiopolis understood him as well as he understood Dikaiopolis.

During this period of time, he reduced his training volume, cut back on investment in publicity and promotion, and cancelled several endorsement negotiations. These actions could not have gone unnoticed by Dikaiopolis.

How can businessmen leave money unearned? If they do so, it is undoubtedly because they see more money and have no time to care about the small profits in front of them.

Combined with the news of the "Casimir Games" that was widely rumored a few days ago and finally confirmed in the past few days, Dikaiopolis understood from that time that he must have been "abandoned."

"But I will not withdraw, Mr. Charner. Even if I go up there and get defeated, I will not retreat without a fight."

Dikaiopolis said stubbornly.

Charney was somewhat puzzled:

"Dicaeopolis, why is this so?"

"You should know the considerations of the Business Federation. This [International Games] is a competition between countries. Even if the rules allow capital to participate, the Business Federation will not do so! We will only choose the [country] camp!"

The ultimate goal of the Chamber of Commerce is to compete with the Supervisory Council for Casimir's political power. What they have been doing is to deeply bind the Chamber of Commerce and this country together through interests. Naturally, they will not take the initiative to cut off the ties at this time.

As for the [Country] camp, Dikaiopolis is somewhat redundant.

"The Blood Knights cannot compete on behalf of Casimir. Even if we agree, the Supervisory Council will not allow it."

"And we choose good contestants...I don't need to hide this from you. That's an opponent you can't defeat."

"Instead of losing the game and losing a lot of popularity, your best option is to withdraw. As long as you are not defeated head-on and manage your fan popularity a little to stabilize the base, the commercial league will only become more popular after this competition. By then, you will still have a lot to do!"

After talking about the benefits, Charney changed the subject and warned:

"But if you insist on participating, under what name?"

"The directors will not agree to you competing under their name. You can only leave the Federation like other knights and compete as an independent knight who advanced from the preliminaries. Doing that will prove to the Business Federation that you are a disobedient person."

He sighed:

"There will be no good wine for those who don't obey."

Dikaiopolis pursed his lips:

"You make a lot of sense."

“But I still plan to attend.”

Charne was so angry that he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

His eloquence, which even Maenna could not defeat, now seemed a little stiff, and after a long while he managed to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth:

"Give me a reason?"

“Because I’m infected.”

Dikaiopolis raised his head and said seriously,

"Mr. Charney, do you remember? At the very beginning, when you encouraged me to embark on the path of knightly competition, I told you about my ideals."

"I want other infected people to have the opportunity to play in knight competitions like me. I want them to have the opportunity to change their destiny through this path."

"You told me at the time that this goal could only be achieved if I won the Special Championship."

Dikaiopolis paused,

"If you can promise me now that even if I withdraw from the competition, you can guarantee that the competition rules for the Infected Knights will be recognized and approved by the National Council and the Knights Association, then I will withdraw immediately."

"If you can't, Mr. Charner, let me try."

"You...you guys."

Charne covered his face, speechless.

Seeing this, Dikaiopolis pursed his lips, picked up Captain Morgan from the table, clinked the bottle with that in Charne's hand, took a sip himself, then stood up and prepared to leave.

He didn't want to make things difficult for Charne, but when he thought of the expectant eyes of his fellow infected people in Block Zero who were half-naked and hungry, he could only grit his teeth.

Dikaiopolis opened the curtain with his right hand and was about to leave when he heard Charne's voice behind him.

“Three rounds at most.”

"I will try to arrange some weaker opponents for you. But you can only last three rounds at most and must be eliminated."

Dikaiopolis turned around and looked at the spokesperson in the cubicle who was still lowering his head in surprise.

Charney's voice was somewhat dull:

"The people on the board don't care about such a small profit, but I'm the one who invested in you. I can't afford to lose everything."

"This is the bottom line, don't make trouble for me."

Dikaiopolis nodded sincerely, turned around and left quickly.

Charne sat in the room for a while before he stood up and walked towards the bar with a tired look on his face.

The bartender was still sitting at the bar doing nothing. His cocktail-mixing skills were not very good, but his hands and feet were very nimble.

Seeing Charne approaching, he chuckled and asked, "Pay the bill?"

"Hiring a killer." said Charne.

The male bartender with long green hair licked his lips and said, "What do you mean? Don't you want to lose all your money?"

Charney sighed:

"The premise is that he is obedient. Losing all the money is just a loss in this round of investment, which is better than damaging the foundation."

"It would be best if he could be eliminated in the third round. If it's the third round and he still wants to move on, then I'll have to trouble you, Lord Qingjin."

The Blue Gold Great Master of the No Helmet Alliance - Roy shrugged:

"Let me make it clear in advance. Remember to ask for permission from my superiors. I won't work overtime."