Ark, they don't revolve around you

As soon as he finished speaking, Londinium had disappeared.

Casimir, the dawn has not yet come.

Zhuang Ning reached the top of the tall building, his eyes full of brilliance.

Neon lights flicker day and night.

He smiled. Yes, no matter what happened with Vina, Victoria was over.

It's time to see Casimir's reaction.

At the end of the field of vision, the large screen still shows the scene of knights fighting each other, and the figure standing on the screen is noble and shining.

Zhuang Ning smiled quietly: "Good morning, Grand Knight Leader."

"Good morning, Lin Guang."

……

……

The hall was like a round table, and the doors and windows of the rooms were closed, with no light.

Until a projection lights up.

The object of the projection is a bird-like creature wearing a suit and with heavy ornaments on his shoulders, symbolizing the honor he has experienced.

The President of Colombia gestured, and suddenly, the lights came on.

Projected images emerged one after another, outlining the figure.

"Long time no see, everyone."

"It's been a long time since we last met." The white queen projection sneered.

The Emperor of Ursus said in a low voice: "Incredible technology, you can actually achieve such a miracle."

"It must have been there for a long time, but it has been hidden all along." The Grand Knight of Casimir said in a subtle tone, "Colombia cannot be underestimated."

"This is just a trivial technological attempt. Communication across distance will make us more closely connected." The president smiled.

Due to natural disasters and Originium obstructions, Terra's communications have always been limited to one city.

There is a way to connect via mobile base stations, but it is not often used because it is too expensive.

Colombia was the first to break through the limitations of geographical scope and Originium, allowing leaders from as far away as Leitania, Ursus, and Casimir to gather here.

This technology is truly amazing. If it weren't for the special period, it might even have changed Terra's international situation.

If it weren't for the threat of an additional demon king, the Colombian president would never have been exposed at this time.

It turns out that nothing can unite people better than a powerful enemy.

"Victoria is gone, and their queen has been imprisoned." The president got straight to the point. "You should have received the letter as well. The devil said that the prophecy would not come in thirty days, but in seven days - the countdown in our eyes has never stopped."

"During these seven days, the Demon King will not be at peace. With the Lich Space Spell Points, he can freely cross the border. Please do not take any chances."

"I heard that Queen Victoria already had an unclear relationship with Rhodes Island, and as a result, she was the first to be targeted." The Queen of Leitania sighed.

"No one can tolerate betrayal, let alone a usurper." The Emperor of Ursus said in a deep voice, "So, Mr. President, do you have any solution?"

Everyone saw the bird-shaped president was silent for a moment and finally shook his head.

"Maybe, but not now." The president was cold and indifferent. "The reason why I am anxious to meet you is that I want everyone to discuss why the devil gave us seven days."

"Ok?"

"Do you want to see your prey struggle?" The Knight Casimir, who obviously had hunting experience, said hoarsely, "He already has the strength to crush us. There is no need for a trial. As long as there is enough time, he will destroy our cities one by one.

Perhaps he can start a second trial at any time, just to see the struggle of us ants.”

You can hear the depression in her voice.

After the destruction of Silver Spear Pegasus, she had lost her fighting spirit and became so depressed.

The other two countries, which had lost the Golden Law Guard and the Internal Guard, were also depressed.

"Based on the Demon King's past behavior, he wouldn't think that way." The President remained calm. "I have a guess, but it can't be verified yet."

"What is it?"

"It's just a guess, but if I'm right, the second trial will be far better than the first," the president murmured. "Our civilization will be overturned."

"Subversion, civilization?" The queen laughed softly, "How arrogant."

"Where is the Demon King now?" asked the Emperor of Ursus.

The president cast his gaze towards the Grand Knight of Casimir, projecting a shadow with a sympathetic look:

"It's the Grand Knight Leader."

"Grandmaster Russell, he has chosen you, the Grand Knight Leader, as his second target."

In an instant, the great knight Russell, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had wrinkles on his face, went offline.

Casimir, Conference Hall.

The Grand Knight Commander slowly opened her eyes. The sunlight shone on her face. She could hardly speak, and there was only bitterness on her face.

She waved her hand and was about to call her knight when she heard a voice.

That was a broadcast, resounding in every corner of the Grand Knight's territory.

"Good morning, Casimir."

"Next, it's time to sweat profusely..."

ps: Sorry, it’s only 6,000 words at this late hour.

The reason for the writer's block is that I originally wanted to write about Tara, Abrana and Reed in a good way, but later I found that no matter how I wrote them, they were all rubbish.

So there was no scene where Reed appeared, and Abrana was almost not portrayed at all.

Maybe my level is too low and my writing skills are not good enough, so I just chose to give it a quick glance.

Although I have forced myself to be sentimental many times before, this time it was too disgusting to read.

As we all know, many plots in Arknights are copied from reality.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the prototype of Deep Pool is the Irish Republican Army, and Tara is Ireland.

The IRA is also quite controversial, and the Deep Pool in Arknights is a complete mess.

However, putting this aside, Hypergryph has never really intended to create a better resistance army.

Ursus's Integration Movement, Yan's Shanhai Clan, Bolivar's True Bolivarians, Victoria's Deep Pool - none of them are good.

The authorities are rotten, and the rebels are even worse.

I originally wanted to write about Tara. After all, during the Great Famine in Ireland, the real Queen Alexandrina Vina Victoria, who was the prototype of Vina, personally prohibited foreign countries from shipping food to Ireland.

At the height of Britain’s power, Ireland lost a quarter of its population.

I've felt disgusted with it a long time ago, but if I really had to write it, I couldn't do it well. I spent half a day on it and then deleted it all.

Alas, this is just my level. I’d better not challenge those things without knowing how high the sky is and how deep the earth is.

Haha, but I'm still very curious about how Hypergryph will write about Tara and Victoria later.

Also, I have a lot of complaints about Vina's ending!

I have truly changed!

Review book

This is a letter of self-review.

The person reviewing the matter is myself, and I have made a big mistake.

I saw a post before, the author should be the bus... No, it should be the bus driver.

There will be many passengers on the bus, each of them has a place to go, and they will get off when they reach their stop.

Buses should not be diverted because of particular readers, which is irresponsible to all passengers.

The bus stops are fixed and should not be changed.

So yesterday regarding Vina, it was my own mistake.

The ending of Vina was abruptly changed due to other people's ideas, making that paragraph seem extremely unreasonable... It seems to be a light statement to say this, it should be said that it is extremely annoying and unburnable garbage.

It has been revised now. Just click refresh in the upper right corner for yesterday’s chapter.

It should have been changed a lot, but due to time constraints, only the ending was changed in the end.

I can only promise that it won’t be like this next time.

What the bus driver should do is to take his readers to the station instead of changing the stop midway.

Therefore, a review was made.

This is a very serious problem and I will never make the same mistake again next time.

Chapter 8 Are you looking at me?

It seemed as if I could hear the sound of swords clanging and making a sharp noise.

Neon lights, the buzzing of drones, the host's commentary and the audience's cheers... She was bathed in countless flashes of light, looking at the equally dying enemy, raising her sword and charging.

When metal and iron collide, sparks fly.

In silence, the opponent spoke: "Shining Knight Lin Guang, what exactly is a knight?"

Thick blood wrapped around his body, and as he swung his sword vigorously, the blood exploded and covered the sky.

He was already exhausted by his injuries, but he didn't fall down. He dragged the axe, and his strong muscles exploded, driving the giant axe down from top to bottom!

Then she also raised her sword and spear, the cold iron blasted out a sun-like light:

"I can tell you."

"Blood Knight, the so-called knight is the noble one who illuminates the earth!"

The last impact.

The light tore through the blood, broke through the armor, and struck the enemy's body.

Just at that moment, the darkness was annihilated.

Then, the smoke cleared and all the sounds seemed to disappear.

The audience's eyes were fixed on the stage, and their breathing was stagnant.

Until the smoke cleared, a figure stood tall on the stage.

In front of her was a fallen man, his blood boiling with smoke. She was also covered in wounds, as if she would fall down at any moment.

In this situation, the knight slowly raised the sword and spear that were inserted into the ground to support his weight.

A moment later, there was thunderous applause, countless people cheered, applauded, and shouted, and petals fell like snow.

Everyone is celebrating the birth of a new champion, and Casimir's Brilliant Knight has once again proved his existence!

This happened in 1097.

Since then, knightly competition has never been so glorious again.

……

……

"You win, champion." A wisp of white mist rose in the dark night.

The source was a cup of hot coffee. At the Rhode Island office, Margaret Linguang took the coffee and took a sip.

After autumn, the weather changes drastically, and the Great Knight Territory is no exception, so temperature is extremely precious.

The man fiddling with the tablet was watching the video over and over again, and the woman in the window was holding a gun high.

"enough!"

"What's enough?"

"Doctor, stop looking."