Ark, they don't revolve around you

Zhuang Ning obediently closed the window and looked at the injured with a smile: "Then I won't look at it."

"PhD……"

"I know it's time for you to leave, Knight Yao." He stood up and opened the curtain, and the night was dark.

"……Um."

"You can leave anytime, Lin Guang."

"……Um."

"You still don't want to leave?" Zhuang Ning said helplessly.

"After this... I probably won't come back again, right?" Lin Guang said in a low voice.

"It will get busier and busier, both for you and me." Zhuang Ning made himself some coffee.

After removing the mask, the face showed a trace of fatigue. He sipped his coffee and said calmly: "Think about it...we have known each other for less than a year?"

"Yes."

"But I feel like a long time has passed, Lin Guang." Zhuang Ning never looked at her again.

She didn't look at Zhuang Ning either, and could only stare at his thin back.

"But I feel like time passes very quickly." Lin Guang said inexplicably.

At that moment, she heard laughter.

The last time I saw the man look back, his smile was filled with helplessness: “Yes.”

"Goodbye, Lin Guang."

——Margaret Linguang woke up from her sleep, sweating all over her head and holding her chest.

She began to breathe rapidly, surrounded by inexplicable melancholy and sadness.

It's this dream again...

She wiped off the sweat and opened the terminal, which contained greetings from her sister, an invitation from her aunt, and blessings from her friends.

The qualifiers for this special tournament will begin soon, and many people are paying close attention to it.

Even though the Knight has repeatedly announced his retirement, there are still countless media watching him day and night.

Knightly competitions are Casimir's specialty, and knights are idols that transcend all others.

But until now, it seems that not many people realize that Casimir may fall apart, and they are still immersed in entertainment, and nothing will change until destruction comes.

So, what has changed since she came back? she asked herself.

She answered herself that nothing has changed. Those who go against the trend will only be washed away by the trend without leaving any trace.

I opened the curtains and a ray of light came in.

A sharp voice rang in my ears, loud and startling: "Good morning, Casimir!"

Margaret frowned slightly, then relaxed: "He's back..."

"Yes, he's back." Someone spoke.

Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw a tired man with a pair of eyes filled with fatigue under the golden hair that was the symbol of the Linguang family.

"Uncle Maenna?"

"Someone is calling you, immediately, right now." This was the only sentence Maenna Linguang conveyed.

Five minutes later, Margaret saw the person who called her.

The old man, who looked old but still full of love, chuckled: "Long time no see, Margaret."

Margaret was a little reserved for once: "Grand Knight Commander."

This person is undoubtedly the Grand Knight Commander, Ioletta Russell.

"Don't be so unfamiliar...get in the car, we don't have much time to waste."

The engine roared with a loud noise, and the low-key but expensive black car drove into the smoke.

A wisp of smoke floated up, and the Grand Knight turned his head and smiled:

"You don't mind if I smoke?"

"Do not."

"Ha, in our time, even the Silver Spear Pegasus had to relax." Ioletta said nostalgically, "Has it been that long? So long that even your grandfather passed away."

"..."

"You don't want to talk about this topic, alas... But it would be nice if Cyril were here." The Grand Knight sighed.

Cyril is Lin Guang's grandfather, the most legendary war hero. This is why Lin Guang attracted the attention of the entire Casimir as soon as he debuted.

But no matter how powerful the gods and people were, they could not resist the erosion of time, and Cyril eventually passed away.

After Cyril's death, Lingguang began to decline, his fiefdom disappeared, and he was even nearly stripped of his title of knight.

In the past, Margaret might have felt a little emotional, but now she realized what was happening and was filled with anxiety.

The car finally stopped at the National Council building, a magnificently decorated high-rise building that stood majestically like a giant.

Margaret followed the Grand Knight into the dark room on the top floor of the National Council, and was immediately surprised.

This was a rare scene. In addition to the senior officials of the Supervisory Commission and the judges of the National Council, there were also bigwigs from the business associations.

On the surface, the Supervisory Council is Casimir's master, and this force dominated by knights is still trying to maintain the order of the old era.

It was the commercial associations representing capital that crushed the old feudal relationships.

Perhaps they do not have powerful military force, but they have invisibly penetrated into Casimir's bones and secretly controlled the knight's every move.

Even the National Council was eroded and became an accomplice.

At this moment, the Supervisory Committee and the Chamber of Commerce, which should have been at loggerheads with each other, actually came together. This was a once-in-a-century event.

"The little girl from the Linguang family..." The old man representing the Business Federation sneered, "Grandmaster, you are old, what can you do by calling a little girl?"

"It will be useful." The Grand Knight Commander signaled the attendant to take Lin Guang to her position and said sternly:

"You should all know why I summoned you."

"According to the known information, the Demon King, Zhuang Ning, has entered our Great Knight Territory, Cavaleliaki."

She checked the surveillance footage and saw a park with a normal-looking young man sitting on a bench.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, with sighs rising one after another.

"This is a provocation!" The warrior knight's voice was hoarse. "Grandmaster, please allow me to mobilize all the knights stationed in the fortress. We will never accept anyone who tarnishes our glory."

"Glory? Go away, you warrior knights who only care about muscle. He is provoking you to take the bait." The experienced knight in gorgeous armor mocked, "The Silver Spear Pegasus has been wiped out. What can a bunch of rabble do to deal with him?"

"You are shameless man. You don't deserve to be called a knight. You have no honor at all!"

"Glory? How much is glory worth?"

Margaret heard them arguing and did not stop them, feeling a little depressed.

The knights of war fought bravely, while the knights of competition were more like... actors.

Many times, they are directly manipulated by business associations and therefore scorn the so-called honor.

"Shut up." The person representing the Chamber of Commerce spoke up.

As soon as he spoke, the room suddenly became quiet.

This is the representative of the Chamber of Commerce, who has the potential to confront the Grand Knight.

In the past, the Chamber of Commerce would have surrendered to the enemy directly, and perhaps the Supervisory Council could have been completely eliminated.

However, after the trial, more than half of the company chiefs were directly eliminated, which almost caused the Chamber of Commerce to shut down!

Those who can climb to the top of the Chamber of Commerce are no good people, and therefore they value their lives more and will never hope for a second tragic trial.

"Grandmaster, the Business Federation will spare no effort in dealing with the Demon King."

Defeating the Demon King...

Margaret almost stood up, but then she remembered that she didn't have enough qualifications and was just a little girl.

Ioletta Russell sneered: "What do you think?"

"There is only one demon king!"

"When he personally destroyed the Silver Spear Pegasus, there was only one person."

This made the whole place quiet again, and the eyes of the Business Federation became more dangerous: "Are you here to suggest to us that the enemy is invincible?"

"Yes." The Grand Knight closed her eyes, and after a long moment, she whispered, "We... are hopeless."

"Ha, haha... Is this the leader of the expeditionary knights?"

The old man of the Business Union—who was also the leader of Rose Newspapers and took advantage of the power vacuum to intervene in other companies and almost unified the Business Union—sneered, "Trash."

"I will take care of the demon king."

He didn't give the grandmaster any face at all and slammed the door and walked out.

Suddenly, there were fewer people in the room. Margaret hesitated for a moment and walked towards the Grand Knight Commander: "Grandmaster, you shouldn't..."

"They will die." The Grand Knight interrupted her and said firmly, "Margaret, you are the only hope."

"Those idiots who only know how to expand capital don't know anything... You are the only savior of Casimir..."

……

……

In the park, Zhuang Ning put down the newspaper, raised his head, and a smile appeared on his face.

At some point, the park had become quiet, with only the harsh sound of steel rubbing against each other.

The knights who had entered the quarterfinals throughout the ages pursed their lips and approached step by step.

All of them are strong warriors who have emerged from the blood and rain. Although there are insider secrets in Casimir's knight competition, the strength of the knights is undoubtedly accumulated through sweat and training.

Excluding the Black Knight, Blood Knight, Candle Knight and other overly dazzling warriors, their strength is by no means weaker than that of high-level combat knights, they just lack some experience in fighting on the battlefield.

But after the Chamber of Commerce gave the order, they were forced to enter the park, whether voluntarily or not.

"Only you guys?" Zhuang Ning raised his eyebrows. "I've been waiting here for half an hour, and the Business Federation sent you out?"

"Monster!" cursed the knight wearing Mieszko's latest composite armor.

But the trembling in his voice betrayed him.

They did not move forward, their hands shaking slightly, as if they were entering the arena for the first time.

And they also saw the rising darkness covering the sky.

A sigh flowed from the center: "Cannon fodder."

"You are just a tool used by the Business Federation to find out my true strength... But, you really look down on me."

The demon king said quietly, taking a step forward.

With this action, a huge pressure immediately suppressed the head of the knight who was sent out in a panic.

There was majesty in the eerie whisper, and the pair of black eyes opened as if burning.

"You don't understand, pathetic knight."

"Commercial Federation, I'm not here to let you waste your time with me."

The words fell.

The roar was so loud that it was almost deafening, and the knights who were forced onto the battlefield saw their breastplates crack.

The cracks continued to extend, as if they were hit from an invisible source.

The demon king extended his finger, his eyes full of pity: "I know you are not willing to seek death... Unfortunately, this is a battlefield."

The finger slid slightly, making a gesture of severed head.

The armor of these dozen men was crushed, blood splattered, heads flew into the air, and their expressions were frozen at the most shocked moment!

The blood flowed, dyeing the grass and trees red. Corpses fell one after another. Zhuang Ning didn't even think about greeting anyone and cast his eyes towards a corner of the building.

That was the building of Mieszko Industries, the most powerful of the commercial guilds, and its architecture was like a towering tower.