Terra Hotline, crime simulator

"Doctor, please calm down, Shining. I will control the doctor and find a way to contact Kelsey. I'm sorry, doctor. If you came to Casimir to do this, then I must take some forced actions to ensure that Your life is safe.”

"Margaret, I know this is very willful, and I am not qualified to be your commander, but I still hope that you will come to the field to cheer for me."

Mikey switches to an owl mask, and his figure gradually disappears.

"If I really can't defeat you...Margaret, please come and save me."

"PhD!"

........

Mikey came to the nearest Howling Arena and walked around for a while before he found the registration office.

"I want to sign up for the Cavaliers Tournament."

The salesperson was a very beautiful Kuranta woman with a signature smile on her face and asked Mikey a lot of questions.

"Sir, are you a knight? You don't look like it at all. Where is your armor and sword? Where is your title? Which knighthood do you belong to?"

He piled a thick stack of Longmen coins in front of the salesman. The latter stared at the Longmen coins with a bright expression. Mikey said with a sincere expression:

"I am a newcomer, a newcomer with nowhere to go. Now, I need a high-risk, high-yield job. Just arrange a game for me, even if the opponent is a pincer beast."

Then he thought for a while and continued:

"Just call me Dawn Sword...because I can shush with one hand and knock down five war knights with the other hand."

Chapter 118 The Riding Knight

"Welcome to Casimir - here, you can enjoy unique food and charming scenery, and fully experience the unique customs and customs of Casimir -!"

Deafening noise enveloped the entire arena, and Mikey was pushed onto this glorious stage in a daze. He thought those people would arrange the event for him tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, but he didn't expect it to be tonight.

I heard from the salesman that there was an independent knight who couldn't come to the game tonight because of a leg injury. In order not to delay the progress of the game, he had to come up temporarily to make up the numbers, but this was just fine for Mikey.

"But who cares about this! At this moment, the only thing that occupies your hearts is the knight competition! I am Mobu, Big Mouth Mobu! It is my honor to bring you today's game commentary!"

Behind the huge glass on the commentary stage, a man dressed like some kind of wasteland slayer was holding a microphone. A loud voice came from the corner of the arena. The enthusiasm in the audience had been completely wiped out by the big-mouthed Mobu. Ignite:

“The Cavaleliaki Central Division, the Howling Arena, will also bring you the elegance of the knights today!

From Casimir—nay, from the Race Knights of all parts of Terra!Representatives of major companies from the Casimir Chamber of Commerce will be paying attention to today’s Independent Knight Competition!

Let's see if they take the lead in the racing competition, or in the shooting competition?No matter what kind of competition you participate in, you will always have the opportunity to win the favor of the director representative!

certainly! !There is also the much-anticipated one-on-one comprehensive competition!The highest points, the highest exposure!In any game, you may be chosen by the Knights and rise to the top in one step!

Want to get involved with Cassie

Mill Knights Special Tournament?Want to stand at the top of many knights?Now, the tickets are in the hands of all participating knights!

Defeat your opponents, win glory, and cheer! ! "

.......

"Okay, it's your turn to play. Now that you're here, I think you should understand the rules."

Mikey was led to the passage by the staff, just like a prisoner being led to the execution ground by the executioner. When he walked to the sand of the arena, a dazzling searchlight hit his face.

"Today, let us solemnly welcome a new guy! Mikey, who calls himself the Sword of the Dawn! He said he can pee with one hand and knock out five war knights at the same time with the other hand! Oh, God, don't let this happen. The witnesses will hear it, otherwise, we can just call him the Rider!"

A burst of jeers and cheers erupted from the audience:

"Whoever puts money on him is a fool!"

"'Fudao' Knight?! When did the Knight Arena turn into a circus!"

"What's that in his hand? A crowbar? It's also covered with tape? Are you kidding me?"

"..........!"

Some people even threw cans of vegetables and fruits onto the arena, and there were ovations from time to time, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively and cheering.

In the audience seat at the front, the blonde Kuranta girl looked at Mikey who was doing warm-up exercises with a worried look on her face. She sweated for Mikey.

"Aunt Zofia, do you think this guy came here to die? He actually used a trash can lid as a shield!"

"You actually know that participating in the knight competition is to die. Also, don't address me by seniority, I'm only five years older than you!"

Zofia held her forehead and sighed. She pointed at Mikey and continued:

"Take a good look at this thin guy who is still intact. I hope that in the end, his missing arms and legs will dissuade you from participating in the knight competition."

"Aunt! We all agreed. For the sake of Uncle Martin and Lao Fu, you promised to train with me!"

"All right..."

Zofia was a little helpless and said:

"You will have a good look at the movements of the Plastic Knight later. Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. I think he is likely to be your opponent tomorrow, of course, provided that this 'Sword of Dawn' does not defeat him."

.........

"Please give the Rider a little space. If you scare him silly, then this good show won't be possible!"

"Then let's welcome the vanguard of the Howling Knights who was selected into the top [-] knights in the last major championship - "Plastic" Serchiak!"

With the appearance of the plastic knight armed to the teeth, the passion on the field reached a climax:

"Sekiak! Be gentle, don't kill him all at once!"

"I put all my money on you!"

"End this quickly!"

........

"You shouldn't be here."

The plastic knight, who was a head taller than Mikey, looked very oppressive. The crossbow in his hand was already cocked, and the arrow flashed coldly under the light.Skirt six "玖④⑨三'⑥一③五

He stared at Mikey and said in a calm tone:

"This is simply a farce. I heard that a strange and powerful guy wanted to challenge me tonight. I thought it was some dark horse independent knight. How much did you pay the front desk?"

"It doesn't matter, I'll make the money for these things right away."

Mikey swung the crowbar, silently reviewing the fighting skills of Richard, Daryl, and Malvo in his mind.

Each of these three generations has its own preferences.

Richard is full of melee skills.

Daryl is fully equipped with shooting talent and explosive skills.

Malvo has full mobility points on the battlefield.

"You still have a chance to quit now. If you are short of money, I can lend you a little. I have seen many knights come to the arena for money. In the end, let alone money, they even have to answer for their lives here."

The Plastic Knight shook his head.

"Your pity for me comes from your arrogance. Laugh if you want. Soon, you won't be able to laugh anymore."

Mikey raised his trash can cover shield, and the blue eyes under the hood became dark at this moment.

"It seems that the two knights have fully had a friendly exchange! Howling guard, the strong wind will also surrender to you! Then the game begins!"

With Big Mouth Mobu's announcement, the game officially began.

biu——!

The sound of crossbow arrows cutting through the air sounded almost simultaneously with the whirring sound of Mikey throwing his shield. The first crossbow arrow was blocked by the bucket lid Frisbee thrown by Mikey.

His movements were like predictions. His experience in dealing with difficult crossbowmen came from Richard's movements when dealing with the exterminator in his family. The movements were engraved in his DNA. When the opponent cocked the bow, he quickly closed the distance.

"It's me, Xiao Qiao, you."

The fighting instinct caused the Plastic Knight to take out a short knife from his waist, but his actions had been seen by Mikey. Richard had already dealt with too many exterminators who carried broken swords around their waists.

But sometimes getting close isn't enough, especially in this situation. Don't forget that Mikey is a pure-blood human now, and his strength in close combat is far less than that of a normal person.

Kuranta Knight Gao has been in the arena for many years.

He chose to take a step back, quickly took out his silenced pistol, and quickly pulled the trigger against the plastic knight's left knee.

Maybe his armor is very hard, but the power of .45 bullets should not be underestimated. What's more, Mikey is no longer the carbine monster who wanted to break the car washman's legs, but ended up crippled other people's spines.

Now Mikey has Daryl's marksmanship.

Five bullets hit the same location, and the last one shot through the plastic knight's knee. The calf bent into an abnormal arc, and the plastic knight was forced to kneel on the ground.

Switching to a crowbar, he quickly stepped forward and kicked away the plastic knight's left hand that was holding a short knife to block. The crowbar was raised like a golf ball, and the sharp tip hit his exposed chin.

Mikey was pretty sure he had punctured and broken his jaw, and as he expected, the Plastic Knight spat out bloody teeth in pain and passed out.

"......"

The place was dead silent.

This sequence of actions seemed to have been rehearsed long ago and took place in less than ten seconds.

"The Hanging Knight... uh... he... he defeated the Plastic Knight! Unbelievable!! I think everyone present will have to lose everything!!"

Big Mouth Mobu encountered the biggest problem in his career. The slanderous words that were brewing in his mouth disappeared instantly without a trace.

"Impossible!! Impossible!! This must be a fake match!!"

"Plastic Knight! Get up quickly! Get up quickly!"

"Referee?! Where is the referee?! Hurry up and call the game a false match?"

The auditorium seemed to be in chaos. People stood up and looked at Mikey in disbelief. In the VIP room, Charney, the external spokesperson of the United Chamber of Commerce, stared at the hooded weirdo with a gloomy face. He said to a few guys wearing sunglasses and armor around him:

"Ask Roy to lead people to investigate this Sword of Dawn. I will get all his information by tomorrow morning at the latest!"

.......

"Aunt...this...this...what happened?! Why did it end before I could see anything clearly? He just knocked out the Plastic Knight with a crowbar!"

Maria's golden eyes widened, and Zofia next to her was no less shocked than her niece, but soon, she recalled the battle just now in her mind, frowned and said:

"None of the Plastic Knight's moves escaped the eyes of the Sword of Dawn, and... this guy knows the structure of the human body very well. Look at the position where he attacks the Plastic Knight, from the knees to the elbows to the chin, everything is Every distance between the bones and joints was exactly the same, and the crowbar was like a sharp scalpel in his hand.

Damn, it looks like you might have to play this guy in your first game tomorrow. "

".......what?"

Maria became frowning, this guy with a hood and a crowbar was too weird.

......

"Let us cheer for the Rider! Tonight belongs to the Rider! A super dark horse! He is really awesome! It seems that he was not joking before!"

As soon as Mikey left the arena, the media swarmed over him like sharks that smelled blood. They wanted to put the microphone into Mikey's hooded helmet:

"Where are you from?! Why are you unwilling to take off your mask?! Are you pretending to be a famous knight?"

"Are you in the mood to consider joining our Knights of the Steel Helmet?"

"Excuse me...eh? Where is the person??"

"How strange? It was just in front of me..."

When they blinked, Mikey had disappeared.

........

In the lounge of the arena, Mikey was sitting on the sofa. He could feel a few pairs of eyes staring at him in the darkness. They should be people from the Wanwei Alliance.

But he didn't panic at all. He remembered what Richard said to him when he entered the abyss for the first time and wore a rooster hood.

"Everything will merge with other generations in reincarnation and become the complete...original self."

All for...what?

Beast ear girl?

"...Knight of the Flying Flute, I like this title. I believe it won't be long before everyone in Casimir will forget this title. So let's get started, System. I hope this memory recall can be faster. , I'm ready."

[Good, good, Mikey. Look, they will stop laughing soon. ]

[Then it starts from...Rorschach's Diary, October 1075, 10. ]

Chapter 119 Rorschach's Diary October 1075, 10

Two days ago I was supposed to visit my old friend, Maena Linguang, but the Supervisory Commission and the Chamber of Commerce put my wanted posters all over the streets, and they listed me as Casimir. The number one terrorist.

Ha, this group of weak losers unexpectedly reached a consensus on this matter. Since giving up part of Casimir's land, they no longer worry about the invasion of Ursus, nor do they care whether Khan rises again. Instead, they Put all the attention on a "masked vigilante".