Arknights, but the sickly pretty girl starts

Although she is a Radiant Knight, she is not a stand-in for justice, a puppet with nothing but justice. Therefore, she has her own thoughts and her own loves. She is not a natural knight, but a person who identifies with the way of chivalry and practices it. Of course, she has loves, regrets, and desires that cannot be obtained. Many people want to imagine the Radiant Knight as a perfect person, an unattainable star, as if she reveals even a trace of vulnerability and she is no longer a Radiant Knight.

In fact, she is very tired and really hopes that she can get rid of the identity of the Knight of Glory. She hopes that she can be just a [role model] instead of an [idol]. She hopes that she can take care of everything, but she may not be able to do it.

and so……

She should also have the right to be sad...

Sadness... Sadness is all the unspoken love, it will always be with us until death. Unfortunately, the time they spend together is too short. No matter how old a person lives, this regret will not be erased by time. Time can heal everything, but time cannot heal love. This love seems to have gone away from herself. She can see it, anticipate it, and even touch it... It's just... some things will really leave you at some point, no matter how reluctant you are.

Saying I love you a thousand times cannot restore a lost relationship...

Besides, Margaret seemed to have already known what kind of person she would like.

Margaret looked at Jian beside her, the Black Knight, the triple champion of the Casimir Knight Competition, a warrior that even her grandfather boasted about. At this moment, she was like a high wall, standing between Noah and Margaret. Jian was also looking at Margaret, and there was no contempt or vigilance in her eyes, because perhaps she didn't need it at all. She was the Black Knight, her feelings were clean and pure, and she would never restrain the lord she served. To be honest... Margaret even felt that she didn't mind what happened between Noah and herself.

But she won't do that...

The atmosphere seemed to become a little stiff. Amiya and Noah could both feel that the atmosphere had become strange, especially when Jian and Margaret looked at each other. The sour atmosphere had spread to every corner of the party. Amiya wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but she couldn't say anything. Noah was the center of the conflict between the two. Saying anything at this time would be like stabbing Margaret in the heart.

Obviously, both of them were good at speaking, but no one dared to speak at this moment, so...

"Sister Noah!"

Maria spoke, this presence like a little sun, breaking the awkward atmosphere, and rushed forward to hug Noya, rubbing her arm. She was not really stupid, nor was she completely unable to read the atmosphere, but she felt that just being with Noya was enough to make her happy. She didn't want this happiness to be overshadowed by some awkward atmosphere, so she pretended to be stupid and ruined the atmosphere -

"Sister Noah, you don't know this. My sister actually thought the Grey Knight armor I developed was too radical. She was quite happy using it herself. And the Heat Sword and Power Axe—these are all incredibly useful things I developed. But after she found out the cost, she directly rejected my plan to mass-produce them. Isn't that a bit too much?"

"...Grey Knight Armor?" Noya then remembered that she had previously approved their development of the so-called Titan Project. She hadn't expected it to be miniaturized so quickly. This Grey Knight armor wasn't some kind of super robot over ten meters tall, but rather a type of knight armor. This type of armor wasn't uncommon at Rhine Life, but she hadn't expected Maria to have localized Casimir in such a short time.

"...Don't listen to her nonsense. The Grey Knight armor is indeed a powerful piece of equipment, but it's impossible to mass-produce... We don't have the resources for that, and right now, there's only one technical verification machine sitting in her lab. You know, building a test machine and mass production are two different things, right?" Margaret hurriedly explained, having never expected her sister to complain to Noya. "Also, the Grey Knight itself is inspired by Victoria's Steam Knight, just a smaller version. We're focusing on reducing costs and equipping our elite troops first... turning the Grey Knight armor into a squad."

"—Besides the Grey Knight Armor, there's also the Canned Armor. That one's finally going into mass production!" Although still dissatisfied, Maria knew the Grey Knight Armor was too expensive. "And there's the Knight Titan... that thing can be mass-produced, too! The requirements aren't too high!"

"...Wait, what weird things are you discussing?" Noah was stunned. "What is a Knight Titan, what is a canned armor, and what is a Grey Knight?"

"...Ah, this actually involves finding something quite compatible with the technology shared by Agor. Sister Noa mentioned earlier that we wanted to deploy something for the Warp, so we dug up something specifically for the Warp. However, the technology was too difficult, and there were also issues with the materials, so we made a low-end version and kept the original name, Grey Knight Armor."

"...Pre-civilization technology, well, I think Precious has more say in this regard..." Noah was helpless, but before she finished her words, Precious opened the door of her room.

"you call me?"

"...I guess so." Noya was no longer surprised. "We got the blueprints for the Grey Knight from Agor, but due to material and cost issues, we've only managed to produce one technical test unit."

"...Grey Knight..." Precious frowned, "Can you do it?"

"... can be considered... made it?" In fact, Maria was not confident. After all, what they made was no longer something on the Grey Knights' blueprints. After all, the current Terran technology was still too weak compared to the previous civilization. It was almost impossible to make a real Grey Knight. It was better to say that if they really made it... then Priseth really had to think carefully about whether he could be more powerful than this group of green-skinned people.

This is exactly what I've been thinking. I've been thinking about miniaturizing the Originium engine. I've been thinking about miniaturizing the Originium engine so that it can be installed on power armor. I've been thinking about power armor that can be equipped with a miniaturized engine, so naturally, it can also be equipped with a Psionic Matrix. I've been thinking about developing the Psionic Matrix, so why not also develop the Gray Spike? Honestly, even if Agor had access to the heritage of civilization, it would be difficult for him to figure out how to develop in such a short time. After all, the achievements of the previous civilization are like a mystery to these natives.

Let me give you an example to make it clear. If you take a mobile phone and go back to the time before the Industrial Revolution, and say that hundreds of years later humans will be able to use a palm-sized piece of glass to take photos, communicate, entertain themselves, listen to music, and also have lighting, positioning, and even map functions, others will think you are dreaming. Even if you leave your phone behind, no one may be able to understand what the chip inside is.

But the Terran civilization was so good, not only was it reverse-engineered, but it was also localized...

If this isn't a green skin, who is it?

Fortunately, these greenskins still need to make a breakthrough in materials science. Compared with the speed of scientific and technological progress, materials science is really a stroke of luck... This thing will probably take time to accumulate no matter how green you are.

"Send me the design documents. I'd like to see how you complete the Grey Knight Armor through your twisted technology tree. If you find it interesting, I might as well help you." Precious was really curious, so he stretched out his hand. Maria looked at Noah, and after getting Noah's nod, she threw the terminal in her hand to Precious. Precious was serious at first, but halfway through, her brows were already furrowed, and the more she read, the more interesting her expression became.

At first she was just skeptical. After all, although the Grey Knights were not the most advanced pre-civilization technology, they were not something that people like Terra could imitate. But when she saw that they planned to replace the original antimatter engine with a miniaturized Originium engine, her eyes lit up. She had a deep understanding of Originium and knew how much power a miniaturized Originium engine could generate. Indeed, without mentioning nuclear fusion and antimatter engine technology, the Originium engine could be said to be a very suitable substitute.

Then... when she saw the power system and the overall design, as well as the knight's lance that was clearly aimed at Margaret, she already felt that it was a bit abstract...

Up to this point, it could still be considered performance art by the natives... But when she saw that they were planning to use the warlock's Originium enchantment technique on weapons, and also planned to use a weakened version of the matrix to resist the warp pollution, her expression had fallen into an indescribable stage.

...Is this Grey Knight armor?

This was clearly the greatest performance art she had ever seen...

You can be a bit more beggarly about the Grey Knight Armor and other things. Even if you pick up some small garbage, Priss can understand it. After all, there is indeed an absolute gap in civilization.

But how dare you weaken the Matrix... Do you really think the subspace is your backyard?

Prisus has red temperature, and it cannot help but be red temperature. The Grey Knight Armor is an excellent design designed after the discovery of the Warp to target the evil pollution in the Warp. It takes into account both combat effectiveness and endurance. Although it is expensive, before the Gray Nail was successfully developed, the Grey Knight Armor's revolutionary matrix protection allowed humans to complete the first step in the development of the Warp and completed the starting point of human conquest of the Warp.

Such a timeless design has been changed into this...

Precious felt that she needed a bottle of blood pressure medicine. She raised her head, looked at Maria with murderous eyes, and spoke after choosing her words.

"You're going to use this thing to fight the Warp?"

“…Yeah, I think the design is very good.”

"...I'll ask again, you're going to use this thing with an incomplete matrix to fight against the demons of the Warp?"

"...Um...is there a problem?"

"..." Not to mention Priss, even Noah, who had actually fought against the demon, sighed. It seemed that most people on Terra had no idea about the demon's ability to pollute. Although this thing seemed invincible in the real world, once it entered the subspace, the demon had countless ways to make it scrapped... After all, no matter how tight the machine was, it could not resist conceptual distortion. This was the function of the matrix.

"Ahem... Precious, don't be anxious. I know you're anxious, but this is just the initial design... well..."

Chapter 75: Layer upon layer

The initial design is like this. When the final version comes out, even the mother won’t be able to recognize it?

Originally, Precious wanted to say this, but then she thought, that’s not right, why should she worry about these little animals?

Something was wrong, a perfect 90% of it. Could it be that this design was Noah's idea, and that he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he took the initiative to help the little animals improve it? Oh, Noah was using this kind of provocation to get help, but he was at his wit's end. This guy couldn't bring himself to ask for help, so he was probably just testing the waters. The more Precious thought about it, the more plausible it seemed, so he quietly put away the terminal in his hand.

"Hmph, I knew you little animals don't have much brains. This matter, of course, is very simple for me, but for you--ha." She smiled lightly, with a bit of contempt. This attitude couldn't be more obvious. You want me to help, beg me, especially Noah, you should bow your head and beg yourself. Precious is not a bad person, and it's okay to help out, but you must not do it so easily, as if you are getting something for free.

"Then, Precious, could you please help me?" Noah blinked, as if she understood what Precious meant, but she had misjudged Noah's character. "Please, okay?"

Not only did she not think of provoking him, but - in her eyes, Precious was indeed her friend. What was wrong with asking a friend for help? Noah really didn't care about face. If she cared... If she cared even a little bit, she would not have ruined her reputation to this extent. Let's not talk about other places for now, but in Casimir, she was notorious.

If a little bit of face is all it takes to improve the blueprint, asking others for help is not worth the bother.

"...Are you begging me just like that?" Precious was stunned. She thought she would have to pull him a little harder. After all, in her eyes, Noah was also a smart little fox. Among these little animals, Precious had a high opinion of Noah, the only one who could truly talk to her on an equal footing. She didn't dislike Noah's character, Noah's intelligence, and even that little bit of cunning.

"If you can just ask me, I think it's a good deal—" Noah smiled, "So… can I help you with this?"

"..." This time, Precious was the one being put on the spot. She stared speechlessly at the somewhat shameless Noah in front of her, wanting to say something but stopping herself before her face darkened. "Tsk, you're acting like I'm being mean. I'll help you fix it, you damned little fox."

"fox?"

"They say you're cunning," Precious explained casually. "In our culture, we like to compare people to animals, like comparing cunning people to foxes, or bad people to jackals."

"Then since you didn't compare me to a jackal, does that mean you have a good impression of me?" Noah asked curiously. "After all, according to you, although fox means cunning, it doesn't seem to have any malicious intent."

"...Shut up." Precious's face darkened. "If you keep saying that, I won't change the blueprint. Remember, you owe me this."

"Okay, I guess I won't owe you more than once anyway," Noah said with a smile. "And don't revise it alone, let Maria help too. After all, you don't know much about the materials here, do you?"

"...What's the use of her?" Precious glanced at Maria beside her and frowned. She really didn't think the little animal could help her much. "No need."

"Just treat it as your assistant. Maria won't speak carelessly." Noah rolled her eyes, as if realizing something, and offered another suggestion. "I can help you, but I have to visit my ancestral grave soon, so..."

"I get it. Stop talking. It's just supervising a graduate student—I've done that before." Precious rolled her eyes at Noah. How could she not see that he was planning to sneak in a new student? But considering the level of the little animal, if he could steal, then so be it. She sincerely believed that Noah had overestimated Maria's ability. "Besides, if I really need an assistant, can't I ask for a doctorate?"

"The doctor is busy too—" Noah shrugged. "If it's really not possible, why don't you ask Dr. Kel'tsit to help you?"

"...Forget it. It's good that she's staying with me and isn't stressed." After comparing them, Precious instantly felt that Maria was the better choice. After all, at least Maria could come up with this design, and she had some research behind her. She might look down on them, but everyone has their specialties, and professionals are always better than amateurs. However, she still glanced sternly at Noah beside her. "Let's go with her. Whatever. She won't get in my way anyway."

"...Hmm..." Maria certainly didn't like such contempt, but she also knew that Noah was trying to help her complete the design. Considering her own design's completion, she held back. "Anyway, I'll leave it to you from now on, Miss Precious."

The matter was settled, but Precious just then noticed that everyone was wearing pajamas and suddenly frowned, "Are you guys having... a pajama party?"

"Indeed. How about preparing a set of pajamas for you?" Noah nodded. "We talk about everything at pajama parties, and by the way, we talked about the design drawings."

"You guys cover a wide range of topics." Precious shook his head. With a flick of his hand, his clothes transformed into a set of white pajamas, as if they were alive. "I'm not planning on joining you. I just want to see what you can come up with."

"Okay~ We just finished the last topic, let's start a new one." Noah also smiled, "Pupu, can you bring up a topic too?"

"...What did you call me?"

"Pupu?" Noah blinked. "Why, isn't that a cute nickname?"

"...Too frivolous." Precious twitched his lips, but he didn't intend to refute. "I'm not here to join your party. You can come up with the topic yourself."

"I thought you would like this nickname." Noah pretended to be a little disappointed, but it was okay to act, just don't overdo it. After all, in a relationship between friends, sarcasm and temporary drama are very normal behaviors. It is better to say that it is precisely because of this that it proves that Noah is not like an administrator who keeps a distance from everyone, but is very actively narrowing the distance between him and Priss.

Although Precious seemed displeased, he was actually secretly pleased. For someone he trusted, being bothered was actually a happy thing. It was a sign of trust. They had been enemies not long ago, but now they were trusting him. It showed that in their hearts, he was trustworthy.

Being trusted is always a comforting feeling—especially from someone like Precious, whose inner thoughts often outshine words. This kind of trust is undoubtedly a critical hit, a heart-wrenching one. However, someone like Precious would never admit it, preferring to keep it to herself rather than express even a hint of these inner thoughts. It might be a little awkward, but she truly values ​​Noah.

"We'll talk about the blueprints later. And... Margaret, has the situation in Casimir changed since I left?" Noya changed the subject. She was actually quite curious. She'd been away for so long, and yet someone was still targeting her. She didn't know much about bounty hunters, but the information network of a mere bounty hunter couldn't possibly be so sensitive. So who was targeting her so much?

The answer has more or less surfaced - there is no other choice except the Wuzhou Alliance.

When he learned about the Wuzhou Alliance from those two people, it only confirmed his own guess. The Wuzhou Alliance's hostility towards him had not disappeared yet, which meant that the stab he had given them before leaving was indeed painful enough, so painful that even the Wuzhou Alliance could not bear it.

Or... the Chamber of Commerce has once again sided with the Wuzhou Alliance?

It's quite possible, but why would the Wuzhou Alliance want to collude with this now-defunct business federation?

"I haven't figured out how to deal with this matter, Margaret, but they should know that these bounty hunters can't threaten me at all. I think they may just be trying to send me a signal in some way, a signal that someone is still paying attention to me. If I don't solve this matter... I'm afraid as soon as I step into the territory of the Grand Knight, I will be noticed." Noah sighed. She was smart enough to know that this obvious act of alerting the enemy didn't seem to be really targeting her, but perhaps it was also a kind of... warning?

The Wuzhu Alliance might not still be his enemy... but it was clear that their actions did not seem to indicate a welcome for him.

"Well..." Margaret was somewhat aware of Noah's concerns. While they each had their own strengths, they both possessed a remarkable intelligence, so once their thoughts began to diverge, they easily connected. "I don't think the No-Horn Alliance intended to become your enemy. Or rather, what you did back then was probably a good thing for the No-Horn Alliance. So... I tend to think they were trying to warn you."

"It's unlikely that the Chamber of Commerce will continue to attack me, so who else in the country... hates me so much?" Noah had actually thought of it, but just didn't say it directly. However, Margaret's face darkened.

"...When the Kirilet family was in crisis, they showed no intention of helping at all." Margaret's expression was already a little strange. "I didn't expect them to keep on biting me."

"The only family that would help us back then was the Linguang family. My grandfather actually told me about this, which is why I stayed with the Linguang family." Noya shrugged. "After all, the Kirilet family became a knight noble through military exploits. Essentially, we are outsiders. Although we are as famous as the Linguang, in the eyes of most people, the Linguang is the Linguang, and the Kirilet simply took advantage of the war to become an outlier among the domestic families."

After Noya learned that his family's roots were originally in Victoria, he understood the true nature of his family's dire situation. These knights had likely long coveted the Kirelight family's position. No wonder his grandfather had spoken so, and no wonder he had entrusted him to the Linguang family. After all, only the Linguang family would disregard regional differences and treat him like a true knight.

Heh... I thought I had done something wrong at first... Now that I think about it, it's true...

Therefore, even if Noah had not become a businessman, she would most likely have been pushed to the limit. As a result, Noah took the initiative to exile herself, which actually complied with their wishes.

Noah only figured this out later. No matter how clever he was, he couldn't possibly understand all of this in one go. The waters of Casimir were truly terrifyingly deep. It was no wonder the reporters were so confident in him becoming the so-called heir. Not only was it due to the kindness of his ancestors, but also because Noah naturally had a direct conflict with the knightly nobles, and would likely end up becoming a complete stranger to the knight class.

The malice of the knight class existed from the beginning... Looking at it this way, it seems that the Chamber of Commerce accidentally took the right path.

If I hadn't become a businessman, I would have been kicked out long ago...

"Oh, I suddenly understood. Last time I was going to fight the Commerce Federation, this time it's the Knights... Can you give me a break?" Since the Knights were probably planning to expel me, their most important military organization... the Expeditionary Knights were probably on their way too. And for good reason: I'm a wanted criminal. Sure enough, my initial belief that the limelight had passed was a bit naive.

However, if the knight class still doesn't intend to let me go... then I am not made of clay.

Do you really think you are an easy target? ? ?

"Noah... your smile is a little sinister." Margaret quickly reminded, "You haven't made this expression in a long time."

"Ahem... I didn't." Noah quickly covered it up. "Besides, they were the ones who wanted to hurt me first. If they hadn't thought about it... I wouldn't have done it, right?"

"That being said..." Margaret was a little embarrassed at this point. "So what are you going to do? Let me make it clear, you can have fun, but don't let anyone get killed."

"...Sister Noah would actually cause someone's death?" Maria blinked and asked the question that everyone present wanted to ask.

"...Yes, you didn't know that yet..." Margaret thought back to the past and suddenly felt numb all over. "Back when Noah and I were still new...she wasn't that harmless little pony from the beginning."

"...Ahem, I was immature back then..." Noya's gaze began to wander. After all, that was part of her dark history. "Anyway...it's fine if the expeditionary knight doesn't come, but if he does...it's not my fault."

Chapter 76: One Night

Amiya actually felt something was wrong halfway through listening. She didn't think this was a topic that would be discussed at a pajama party, but the people around her didn't seem to mind, especially Margaret and Mace. The two were very positive about Noah's idea and were even offering some suggestions. Amiya felt that the atmosphere was almost like a war room meeting, but she didn't say anything to stop it - after all, she was also very curious about the other side of Miss Noah.

Skadi was also surprised. It was more like she didn't know Noah well enough. She had thought that Noah was a great savior from beginning to end. However, the sinister ideas she heard tonight completely overturned her conception. Seeing her stunned look, Precious sneered, "First time?"

"……what?"

"Noah isn't as perfect as you think, but that's precisely why she's like a human being, not a machine." Precious shrugged. If Noah was really the same as the administrator, then Precious might not have such a complicated relationship with her, because the administrator was the administrator. She was more like a distant god, compassionate, omnipotent, and one step ahead of everyone. But except for the last moment... she had hardly established any extra relationships with Precious. In the end, their relationship was just that of comrades-in-arms or allies, although Noah said that the administrator valued them very much... but Precious felt differently.

"Hmm... I've known Noah longer than you, right?" For some reason, Skadi felt a little annoyed by Precious's words. After all, from her perspective, Precious was the newcomer, having only been with Noah for a short time. And yet, he was actually lecturing her? Of course, she wouldn't say that directly, as she'd lost a lot of her memories, so she just grumbled quietly.

"Heh - she and I used to have a relationship that you can't even imagine." The corners of Precious's mouth curled up. She didn't even notice that she had actually used this kind of thing as a capital to show off.

"...I don't believe it." Skadi shook her head. "How could she do such a thing?"

“…I’m telling the truth.”

"Ah, yes, yes, you're telling the truth." Although Skadi hadn't been with Noah for long, he definitely wouldn't do anything like what Precious described. To put it bluntly, if Noah cheated, he'd definitely choose Margaret. Who the hell do you think you are? She cast a disdainful look at Precious. In her eyes, Precious had instantly become Noah's dream girl.

"Tsk...you little animals just don't want to believe the obvious." Prisseth was too lazy to argue with these guys. It was obvious that the close relationship between Noah and her was not something these little animals could understand.

Fortunately, she doesn't bother with the little animals. She is still thinking about how to modify that messy green design. It is said that there is already a prototype. Even Priss can hardly imagine how that thing should move. Is it up to me to figure it out?

Forget it. He got angry just thinking about that thing, so Priss decided not to think about the prototype problem.

Since her resurrection, she seems to be increasingly revolving around Noah, which is not a good thing. Precious began to reflect on herself, but she also promised Noah to give them time. Precious is a very trustworthy person, as can be seen from the fact that she gave Noah several wishes as a deal before. So if she said she would give time, she would definitely give it, and not only Noah, but also the Doctor... The Doctor would definitely not agree with Precious's plan, and she was still unwilling to turn against the only member of the Garden of Eden.