The immortal black snake just wants to live simply

But the light they emit is too small... No one knows what evil events are slowly brewing in those shadows.

"Ah~"

The reporter looked tiredly at the table, where he saw a manuscript with several thousand words written on it.

Of course, the wine daily does not need so many words... For the wine daily, there are only the following principles.

Font, make it big!

Title, blame!

Content, keep it short!

Photos must be blurred!

However, this reporter is just a newcomer to the industry. In order to prevent his hard-won opportunity from being robbed by the money, he must make more preparations.

He stayed up all night and worked all night, but what he got in exchange was a few light words from the editor-in-chief.

"..."

The reporter slowly returned to his desk and angrily tore his hard work into pieces.

"(Casimir swears!)"

Black Snake, who had just been enjoying the fruits of the reporter's labor, was startled.

But it quickly remembered its mission this time.

'I don't like people spreading rumors about me. '

So, it followed the reporter's hand that was hammering on the table, slowly climbed up, and slowly wrapped around the reporter's neck.

The Black Snake's will, after so many years of exploration, has learned how to interfere with reality.

The reporter felt his neck was a little sore.

'Strange, am I overtired recently? '

……

Just when Black Snake was about to strangle the reporter to death, the phone suddenly rang.

"call……"

The black snake let go.

It was curious whether the editor-in-chief had regretted it again.

When the reporter saw the caller's identity displayed on the contact device, he quickly took a deep breath and adjusted his posture.

He carefully held the communicator with both hands and put it to his ear.

Then he said in a cheerful and lively tone:

"……mom?"

"How is your life there? Is the food good? Is the house you live in big? Have you found a daughter-in-law for your parents to come back... And it's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"...Haha, I was playing outside, and my boss gave me another bonus today. I have to treat myself well."

The reporter looked at his cramped apartment.

He still has a mortgage to pay.

As a person who came from a small village, he had no connections or assets in this glamorous city.

But he still came here with enthusiasm... Even under the harsh blow of reality, he could only engage in the profession he once despised the most, that is, gossip reporter.

Yes, he looked down on gossip reporters and knew that what he did could damage a person's reputation...or the reputation of a group of people.

But he couldn't help it either.

He is a reporter and he needs traffic.

And this kind of entertainment gossip is the real traffic code in today's Casimir and today's Grand Knight Leader.

He experienced the prosperous and convenient life in the city and no longer wanted to return to his backward and poor hometown.

He wants to take his parents over and enjoy happiness together.

……

"Don't worry, Mom, your son is fine now... As for my daughter-in-law, you know, my career is on the rise now, and I have been favored by the boss. I don't look down on ordinary women."

"Okay, okay, I know my son will definitely be successful! However, there is no need for you to send so much money home every year... I heard that consumption in big cities is very high. We don't need much in small villages. money."

"It's okay, my salary is so high, I can't spend all that money... How is Dad?"

At this time, the reporter was already a little hungry.

He deftly dug out a cheap can from the cabinet with a purple cat on it, but did not open it.

He had to wait for the contact to hang up before eating his breakfast for the next day.

Even though it was only the early morning of the next day.

"Your father has such a stubborn temper... He is still angry about you leaving the house without saying a word."

As soon as he finished speaking, the high-pitched voice from the other end suddenly turned rough.

"You brat! I don't know you yet...have you done anything illegal?"

"no!"

"Haha, with your little ability, don't be eaten to the bone in the city... You'd better come back, there is still some land at home that you can grow."

"...Don't look down on people. In a few years, when my job is stable, I will take you over. I want you to know that compared with the city, your life in the village is nothing."

"Brat, you!"

"duo~"

The reporter quickly took the opportunity to hang up the communicator in his hand.

After staring at it for a long time, he put him aside and opened his account book.

"Mortgage expenses...money to send to parents...relationship fees to 'enhance' relationship with boss..."

"...The originally planned bonuses and promotion opportunities are gone."

The reporter wrote stroke by stroke that the already meager salary was increasing and decreasing, becoming even more meager.

'It seems that the air conditioner won't work this month... I might as well sleep in the company. '

Just when the reporter was still calculating repeatedly, trying to find some input that he had missed...

He didn't notice that under the dim light, the shadows under his feet were gradually moving.

Arthur is hiding in the shadows, watching the reporters above

'...'

'interesting. '

Black Snake decided to stop recycling waste for the time being.

This is just the whim of an immortal... What's more, he failed to do harm, right?

……

"Margaret, are these your friends?"

"Yes... you can call them Shining and Nightingale. What's wrong?"

"……nothing."

"Uncle, it is not good to look at a person with prejudice, and it is also unwise to look at a race with prejudice."

"Do you think you know me very well...Margaret, do you think you can defeat me without the Origin Stone skills, so you can despise me? Educate me?"

"...don't dare."

"Take up your sword, Margaret!"

"……Yes!"

'Strange, uncle, are you... giving me advice? '

'But hasn't he always been against the Cavaliers? '

'I originally thought it would be great if my uncle didn't object... I couldn't even think about getting his guidance before the game. '

'...'

'There must be something else going on that I don't know about. '

Chapter 153 Business Federation: The incarnation of a mere black snake can be destroyed with a snap of a finger!

"Grand Master... I don't understand why you would acquiesce to the Duke from Ursus walking freely on the land of Casimir."

"..."

"Even if today's business federation gradually grasps the economic lifeline of Casimir, we should not bring in foreign aid, let alone Ursus, who has a blood feud with us."

"..."

"Grand Master, why don't we behead Arthur Pendragon, the incarnation of Duke Ursus, who is currently active in the Grand Knights? We Casimir cannot allow Ursus to insult us. Come here this time, He must have evil intentions!"

"...Lem, as the Silver Spear Pegasus, are you questioning my feelings towards this country as the leader of Casimir's highest administrative body, the Supervisory Committee? Do you think I betrayed Casimir and tainted it? For the sake of the glory of the knight, even forgetting the sacrifice of my former comrades, surrender to that black snake?"

"...don't dare."

"It seems that some things must be talked about... Don't worry, you will know these secrets sooner or later."

"...I'm sorry, Grand Master."

"I can't feel how sorry you are for your aggressive attitude just now. If I don't tell you the detailed reasons, you won't give up... I can only tell you that the immortal Black Snake and the Ursus Empire can It’s never the same thing.”

"..."

"What do you think the country is to an existence like Black Snake?"

……

Inside the apartment.

"I'm very sorry, you sir have a lot...please let me go."

The reporter was lying on the ground with his head pressed tightly to the ground.

Arthur was sitting on the sofa, looking at the reporter's bills with a smile.

"Why risk your life for such a small amount of money... If you never recognized me, I can understand it. But now that you have recognized me, you plan to continue to add some boring conjectures. Is it the bonus? Are promotion opportunities so important to you?"

Arthur picked up the reporter's can.

His shadow separated from the floor in the form of a thin slice, and with a whip like a whip, the top of the can was thinly sliced ​​open.

He reached out and took out a spoon from the shadow that was still in the air, and took a small taste of the can.

"...it tastes bad."

The smile on Arthur's face froze.

There is no doubt that this can is one of the cheapest cans.

What?Is it a product produced by Capte Group’s [Fill Your Belly] company?

That's fine.

Arthur ate the can one bite at a time with difficulty, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became a little less.

But at least, this can will not upset your stomach.

'very good!This can is great!Very consistent with its value proposition. '

Arthur wiped his mouth and looked at the reporter who was still kneeling on the ground and hadn't gotten up for a long time.

'The power of the Capte Group cannot be used... So, let me temporarily use this reporter from the Red Wine News to expand my influence on public opinion. '

'Casimir, your knight is back! '

……

The Great Knight Leader, in a shadow where neon lights cannot shine, in a secret base of the Wuxia Alliance, a quarrel is going on.