Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 2: The Journey ()

But no matter what Claude was thinking, there was no extra emotion on his face, which was also the most basic quality of a commander. He was the commander of millions of people and their banner. He had to give everyone enough confidence. Doing this was like instinct for him.

The sky had completely darkened. Today the clouds were thicker, blocking the moonlight, making it pitch dark outside the land ship. In the black night, only the lights on the ships illuminated the wasteland, like a person walking with a lantern in the dark, the light was lonely and tenacious.

He also stepped down from the bridge in the cold wind and entered the bustling interior of the land-based ship. Compared to the last time he left, everything here seemed very different. It was visible to the naked eye that there was a healthy and developed market in this ship, with dozens of shops opened on this floor, covering clothing, books, restaurants and other industries.

Although there are not many members here, it still looks prosperous at this moment. Operators wearing black Rhodes Island uniforms come and go, shopping in the shops. Even at night, this place is as prosperous as the Grand Knight Territory of Casimir, and vehicles from afar are constantly driving into the ship from the gate below.

Claude walked here from the upper deck, naturally attracting a lot of attention, but thanks to the fact that he wore a helmet in most of the previous events, no one recognized his true identity. They were just attracted by his outstanding temperament. Claude did not stop, as he already had his destination.

He walked through the busy streets, made way for the medical team pushing a stretcher in a hurry, dealt with a few girls who stopped him and asked for his contact information, and turned a corner. What came into view was a familiar cake shop, and a figure was waiting for him at the door, with golden hair that looked like flowing gold under the light.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Claude reached out and pushed open the heavy glass door. The sweet and fragrant aroma of the cake immediately lingered around them.

"No, I actually just arrived. The operators here are very enthusiastic. They just surrounded me and asked for autographs..."

After all, they were on vacation now, so there was no need to spend all their free time honing their martial arts as usual. They could just relax for a while. The two of them hit it off with this idea, so Claude took the initiative and found this cake shop that he had been to with Hinterea before and spent some time there.

"If I hadn't been wearing a helmet and no one recognized me, there would probably be a commotion by now... This is an unexpected benefit."

"But I just saw several girls stopping you, Claude... Even if no one knows your identity, you are still very popular."

"Margaret, isn't it the same for you? There are so many people looking at you, and I think most of them are girls. They will surround you in a little while."

Claude turned around and released the door handle, and the glass door closed by itself, while also teasing his companion.

The two extremely conspicuous people were soon served. A seat by the window was chosen for them and they were led to sit down. After greeting the little Sarkaz girl with a smile, Claude picked up the menu and saw the numerous and varied desserts.

To be honest, he knew nothing about these things. He had only eaten them once with New Traya. Of course, he didn't know what was delicious and what was affordable, so he decided to just re-order what he had eaten last time to prevent any mistakes.

"This chocolate cake roll is delicious. I've eaten it on Xike Road before, but I didn't expect it to be available here."

Margaret sat next to him at some point and pointed to an exquisite dessert on the menu. She seemed to know a lot about it, which made Claude feel interesting.

"I didn't expect you to know so much about this, Margaret. I know nothing about these things."

"Actually, I don't know any more than you do. I just went out to eat there once with Maria, and I remembered this thing. I haven't been there since then."

Margaret showed a smile and reached out to flip through the menu on the table.

"This is a good thing, Margaret. This kind of food is meant for people with free time. Just two years ago, there was only a small shop here, but now so many people come here to taste the food. This shows that their lives are getting better. Even the two of us have free time to eat dessert now, right?"

Claude's words sounded a little off topic, but Margaret quickly understood what he meant.

"You are right, Claude. This is a good sign. Rhodes Island is indeed a good place. I hope Casimir can become like this one day."

"This is our business, and it is not limited to Casimir. That would be too petty..."

Claude glanced around a few times, memorized the desserts that appeared more frequently on the tables next to him, and then found them on the menu. After all, if many people ordered them, they should be popular products of this restaurant.

While waiting for the dessert to be served, Claude took off the sword at his waist and leaned it against the table. Many people in this dessert shop did the same thing, and there were many weapons such as staffs and spears. This was significantly different from the dessert shops in the city. The people who tasted the food here were not civilians, but experienced warriors.

"The owner of this store is a very good kid, very talented. I taught her for a while. I don't know how she is doing now. I haven't seen her here."

Claude suddenly thought of the purple Filin girl. Although she had only taught them for a few days during his journey, he was still quite impressed by her talent with swords. After these few years, she should have become an elite operator who could stand on her own.

Although she could only move swiftly and flexibly due to her lack of physical strength, the swordsmanship he taught her was enough to make up for it. Although he did have an unused sword at the time, it was too heavy to give to her. Maybe he should take some time to ask Dr. Kelsey about the current situation of the team. He really wanted to know how far they had grown. In any case, the title of the reserve team should be removed.

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Thinking about it this way, he had indeed met a lot of people in this world, and had intersected with countless people, despicable people, respectable people, lovely people... all kinds of people, and he had also integrated into this world unknowingly. Claude, who was supporting his chin and looking at the scenery outside the window, couldn't help but smile, and his sharp eyes also took on a hint of softness.

The hot steam from the tea floated upwards, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 3: The Journey ()

A page was opened on the terminal, which showed the quantity and price of today's raw materials. Their dessert shop had developed rapidly during this period and had become the best shop on the 4th floor. New operators came here every day, and the amount of raw materials purchased was also increasing. Up to now, they had to use several bags of flour every day, not to mention butter, sugar, cream and the like.

As the small boss of this dessert shop, she has now learned how to manage funds. Her long, slender fingers have begun to tap on the keyboard skillfully. From time to time, she can feel a rough texture in her palms, which are the marks left by her sword swinging. Her fingers are no longer as slender and white as they were in Victoria. They are now a pair of warrior's hands.

She used to worry about her rough hands from time to time. After all, she was a girl and always cared about this. But despite her worries, she would always use the sword in her hand to protect her comrades at critical moments. Now, she doesn't care much about the calluses on her hands. Compared with the real concern, this is just a trivial matter.

"We used 25% of the chocolate stock today... How come it's used up so quickly?... Let's call Klushie and order some more."

"We have used up all the flour today. We will go to restock it at 5 a.m. tomorrow. We also have a task in the afternoon..."

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Half an hour later, Meilansha finally finished all the things and calculated the accounts for today. She had made a lot of money. This made her happy, and the slender tail behind her swayed slightly with her mood.

She pushed open the door of the office. She had specially applied for this office, which was close to their dessert shop, so she could go to the shop to check on the situation at any time.

She didn't bring a terminal or a watch, so she roughly estimated the time and found that it was the time for everyone to come for dinner. So she decided to go over and take a look. The consumption of food in the store was very abnormal in the past two days, and maybe she could find the reason from this.

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The lights in the restaurant are all warm, making people want to get closer. Under this kind of light, people's facial features often become very three-dimensional, and even the flaws on the skin can be covered. Just like Claude at this moment, his black hair is still combed meticulously, shining with an obsidian luster under the light, his cheeks are as warm as jade, and his golden eyes reflect the light, enough to attract the attention of any woman.

At this time, Margaret's hair was as bright as golden threads, and her fair face was sparkling under the light. She had a dazzling and powerful beauty, which made Claude admire her sincerely, but he didn't dare to look at her directly. Until their desserts were served, the two of them focused their attention on the exquisite cakes and snacks.

The exquisite cakes contain a lot of sugar, and eating too much will make you feel sick, but a cup of black coffee or a cup of hot tea can effectively relieve this feeling. The combination of the two, alternating between sweet and bitter, can make you spend the whole day. If you have a good friend sitting at the same table with you, it will be even more wonderful, enough to bring both parties an afternoon worth savoring for a long time.

"This chocolate roll is indeed delicious, with chocolate sauce in the middle, but the calories may be too high... So the chocolate taste is also made a little bitter? Is it to prevent people from eating too much?"

"I don't think so. Maybe it's the specialty of this store. The chocolate roll I ate was very sweet. I wasn't used to it at the time, but Maria liked the taste very much. I even gave her half of mine... Who made her call me sister so pitifully at the time?"

Margaret couldn't help but smile dotingly, showing off her affection for her sister.

"I quite like this taste. It's just right, not too bitter, and retains the mellow taste of chocolate. If it's too sweet, I won't be able to stand it."

"Claude, what you said sounds like something your uncle would say. If he were here, he would definitely say: 'Indulge in false sweetness and ignore the bitter truth. Few people are willing to face suffering. They prefer to immerse themselves in temporary sweetness.' He would probably say something like this!... In fact, we just don't like to eat things that are too sweet. We both knew this since we were young."

Claude inadvertently learned some interesting things about Mr. Mainna, and smiled knowingly. He used the small fork in his hand to cut the chocolate bread, watching the crispy crust separate inch by inch. He put the cut piece into his mouth and chewed it carefully, then washed down the excess sugar in his mouth with the hot tea on the table.

"Keobe has been clamoring to come here for dinner these days, saying that she smelled something delicious. I was soft-hearted and took her out for dinner. I didn't expect that Pero couldn't eat chocolate. This was told to me by Dr. Kal'tsit who passed by. Although she looks fine and went to the medical department for a checkup, and there was no problem, I still kept her in the medical department. I asked the doctors to check her carefully again. The results should be out soon."

"Indeed, I have also heard that the Luper and Pelo tribes cannot eat chocolate, and that some Ursus people will get drunk just like drinking too much alcohol if they drink too much honey. Although these are just some common sense, it seems that you lack knowledge in this area, Claude."

"I never paid attention to this aspect in the past. Fortunately, that guy is fine, otherwise I would not be able to forgive myself..."

Claude couldn't help but reveal an expression of lingering fear. He almost used some special means to wash Xiaoke's stomach, and these folk methods in the army would definitely not be pleasant. It can be said that Xiaoke escaped again. But speaking of it, Xiaoke ate a lot of chocolate but did not show any symptoms of discomfort.

This even shocked Dr. Kal'tsit. Claude learned from the common sense shared by the other party that the average Pelo would have a serious reaction within 30 minutes of eating chocolate, and within 15 minutes of eating, it was the golden rescue time. After this time, even if the patient could be rescued, it would cause great damage to the body.

Three hours after eating, Keobe still acted as usual and kept complaining about not being full. Claude was so angry that he hit her head hard on the spot. Just in case, he still washed Keobe's stomach and did a blood test. Claude didn't feel relieved until he was sure that she was fine.

After all, modern technology is much better than Claude's primitive methods, so she managed to escape a disaster.

ps: I might have a cold. I have a little fever tonight and feel weak all over.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 1 Encounter ()

The cake was delicious, and the tea was delicious. This kind of complex and exquisite food was a real luxury for Claude in the past. If he had the chance to see it before, he would definitely taste it carefully. Especially when the bread made by the top chefs of the empire still tasted sour, this sweet and soft cake was something that the people of the empire dared not even think about.

But now Claude's attention is always attracted by other things. The girls of Kuranta are really amazing. They are born with a swift and unrestrained temperament. They grow up beautifully and healthily in the sun. There is a heroic spirit between their eyebrows. It's like standing under the spotlight, always attracting the attention of people around them.

Claude didn't know what was wrong with him, there were always some strange emotions growing in his heart. This feeling made him feel uneasy and irritated, and he knew very well who was attracting his attention.

Claude raised his head quietly, with a hint of caution. He had not done this since he became an air knight. But he instinctively didn't want the other party to notice his movements, so he raised his head very slowly.

Margaret's appearance certainly hadn't changed at all, just like when he first met her. The girl was eating a strawberry cake, and she seemed to like the taste, which made her heroic face smile. The usually serious female knight showed such an expression, which made people feel particularly cute.

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Yes, Claude could only use the word cute to describe his thoughts, which was obviously disrespectful to an adult lady, but this thought seemed to be uncontrollable as if it was an instinct, which made his gaze linger for a while longer.

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She had indeed noticed it, noticed Claude's gaze. It was not because her intuition was so sharp, but because she had been secretly paying attention to him, so she was able to notice it in the first place.

Claude's gaze stayed on her face. Although it was an invisible thing, she felt that the place where her gaze passed became hot. This made her dare not look up. She could only concentrate on dealing with the cake in front of her to prevent the other party from noticing anything unusual.

Claude realized his impoliteness and quickly looked away. He concentrated on the chocolate egg roll in front of him. Their midnight snack time was almost over. It was already 9:30 in the evening. He had to hurry back to the dormitory, otherwise Hart and Ceob would make a scene.

But Claude, who didn't notice, didn't know that Margaret opposite him secretly raised her head at this moment. This uncontrollable impulse temporarily took over her body, just like a soldier stepping onto the battlefield for the first time. Her heart beat so fast that it could be heard by the ears, but there was an unknown determination pushing her forward.

My sight kept rising, first to the solid wood tabletop and the remaining plates on it, the smooth paint surface reflecting the light, then to the black dress, the unknown plant patterns on the collar intertwined with each other, gorgeous yet restrained, then to the well-defined chin, thin and sharp lips, high nose bridge, and then to the smiling golden eyes.

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Margaret shuddered violently, and her knee hit the corner of the table. The heavy wooden table was lifted up for a distance by the blow, and then fell heavily to the floor, making a loud noise, which attracted the attention of everyone around. Two waiters had already walked over here to check the situation.

Claude waved his hand to stop them, indicating that there was nothing wrong here. The two people who came over could not help but obey his orders and walked back.

But after doing all this, he quickly lowered his head, put his fist to his mouth, and coughed twice. Then he smiled and said:

"If you're done eating, let's go. Rhodes Island will have a curfew at 10 o'clock, so don't lock us out of the dormitory."

"Sure. I'll pay the bill."

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In the end, Claude settled the bill. It was already late at night, and the two of them walked towards the dormitory that Rhode Island had arranged for them, one in front and one behind. As soon as they left the commercial street and had no time to step into the passage on the next floor, they bumped into an unexpected person flashing out from the side passage.

"Mr. Claude? When did you come to Rhodes Island!?"

The two sides looked at each other for a while, and the purple-haired kitten spoke first, with surprise in his voice.

"Rosalind, long time no see. I hope you are doing well. We were just having dessert in the shop opened by your team. If you had been a little late, we might have missed it."

"Really? So, Mr. Claude, how do you think it tastes?"

Rosalina looked expectant, and Claude smiled and gave his own evaluation:

“It tastes very good, and you can feel the love that the chef put into it. The portion is a little small, but it’s not a big deal.”

"By the way, congratulations to you, Rose, and congratulations on becoming an elite operator."

Claude, who had already seen the other party's epaulettes, also showed a sincere smile on his face. Compared with the last time he left, this young girl has now become a qualified warrior. She is now wearing a black combat uniform with purple logo patches on it, and also has lightweight armor on her chest, abdomen, arms and thighs. The close-fitting design outlines her slender and graceful figure.

This made Claude very happy. The other party listened to his advice seriously. He equipped himself with armor instead of the light purple dress that had no defensive power at all. That kind of clothes could only be used as daily clothes. How could he wear that kind of thing on the battlefield? That was extremely irresponsible to his own life.

"Thank you for your blessing, Mr. Claude. Without your help, we would not have become an elite team so quickly. Kati and the others have been talking about wanting to see you again. You will stay in Rhodes Island for the next two days, right?"

"There's no need to address me with honorifics, Rosa. I'm just a guest here. Other than that, I don't have any other identity. If you have time tomorrow, wait for me at the training ground. I'll just test your current strength."

"We will arrive at the training ground on time for tomorrow's training!!"

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Claude was in a good mood, and the two of them walked side by side in the corridor, their golden and black tails brushing the ground, touching each other from time to time, their smooth and soft hairs showed no sign of entanglement, and always separated naturally.

"Is that your student, Claude? She has a very sharp aura."

Under the spotlight, Margaret was the first to break the silence.

PS: My throat hurts so much today, and my whole body hurts, so I have no idea what to write. (ノへ￣、)

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 2 Encounter ()

"They are not my students. I only taught them for two days. They are very hardworking and learn very quickly. Their current achievements are all due to themselves."

Claude explained casually that only their footsteps were left in the corridor. Most people returned to the dormitory early to avoid being punished for the curfew. At this point, even the strict Dr. Kal'tsit could not stop them. It also made those drunkards who always drank until one or two in the middle of the night restrain themselves a lot.

After all, here, the majesty of Dr. Kal'tsit is enough to scare most operators, and they are extremely nervous when facing that serious face. The two of them also tacitly quickened their pace and expected to arrive within a minute.

"Claude, you are always eager to help others and never ask for anything in return, just like a model knight in a knight novel..."

“It’s not that I don’t want anything in return.”

Claude's words aroused Margaret's curiosity. Everything Claude did was one-sided, and it was rare to see someone repay his efforts.

"Everything I do is my reward, Margaret. What I do makes me feel happy from the bottom of my heart, and this is my reward. I have been honing my will and character and hammering myself like steel. This is what I have done all my life... I will continue to do it in the future, until the end of my life."

Claude adjusted the straps on the corners of the clothes, so that the black straps returned to a regular sequence, hanging from the waist and draped over the black hem. In his opinion, this dress was actually a bit out of place, with many useless decorations on it, and it had no other use except for beauty... No, maybe it was too arbitrary, these straps could come in handy at critical moments, such as being used as ropes...

"To make friends with like-minded people, to train the children who are about to go to the battlefield, to give them a greater chance of survival, to deal with the bandits and villains encountered on the road, and to see more people and things, this is my wish... Of course, in a situation like mine where I don't receive a clear reward, there may be some other consequences, but this is often a multiple-choice question with no correct answer, and we can only do our best."

Margaret's chuckle came from the side. Claude did not turn his head, waiting for the other party to say next.

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"I was thinking, although you are so modest, the people you have helped and the things you have done for them are always real, irrefutable facts, and noble deeds. Most knights cannot do the same as you, but if they can understand the importance of the people, they will be able to become truly noble people..."

"I feel a little embarrassed by what you said. These things are just a piece of cake for me. I have enough ability and practice to solve them, so I will do it. That's all."

"But most people wouldn't be willing to do it even if they have the ability, right? You don't need to be modest, just accept my praise calmly!!"

Margaret's face flushed, and she looked a little excited. She quickened her pace and walked in front of Claude, then turned around to face him. The cold moonlight shone from behind her, coating her golden hair with a layer of silver.

"...Then I'll be thick-skinned and accept your compliment, Margaret. To be honest, no one has ever praised me like this in person before. I'm really flattered to have the famous Knight of Glory say such words to me..."

Claude took two steps forward and approached Margaret to salute and thank her. The distance between the two people quickly narrowed to one meter, which was an appropriate social distance, but for two young men and women, it was a bit too close. Claude showed a sly smile on his face, ready to see the other party's panic.

But Margaret showed no sign of retreating, just like a knight charging, there was no escape and no need to flee. There was only tit-for-tat momentum and determination to put life and death aside, and the distance between the two people suddenly came close to less than 30 centimeters, and they could clearly hear each other's breathing and airflow.