About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

In order to make a living, knights with personal influence sometimes also take on some corporate advertisements, which is even more flashy.

Printing a sponsor's logo on armor is a piece of cake. There was once a guy called "Shakou Knight" who wore a clown costume to compete in order to endorse McDonald's low-brow silly bag. In the end, due to the huge difference in armor performance, he was forced to become a real Shakou.

"You look like you're completely clueless, but I can tell you're a little cat with a lot of bad intentions~"

The Candle Knight raised the rapier at his waist and stared at Rosemary with a meaningful smile.

"Meow meow?"

Rosemary shook her ears, having no idea what the strange aunt in front of her was talking about.

"Alright, I won't be so unromantic. Just use those wonderful potions from Rhodes Island first, and then I'll teach you some 'little tricks' that you'll need later~"

The Candle Knight placed one hand on his lips and raised his buttocks, striking a posture that was more like welcoming a guest than preparing for a fight.

"Wow..."

Rosemary's ears had completely drooped down, and the little cat even lost the desire to bring goods. He just wanted to end the game quickly and stay away from this weird aunt.

[The match is over! Unlike his previous fight against the Left-Handed Knight, the Cat-Eared Knight, after taking the potion from Rhodes Island, crushed the Candle Knight almost from start to finish. However, the Cat-Eared Knight's expression remained somewhat strange. Could it be a side effect of the potion? As for the Candle Knight—she appeared to be in complete control. Was she simply offering the kitten some kind of encouragement?]

The host announced Rosemary's victory, and Rosemary on the arena blushed and covered her cheeks with her hands. The Candle Knight next to her, on the other hand, stood with his hands on his hips as if he had won, looking at Rosemary as if he was looking at a girl who was in love but had no idea of it.

"Well, if you master these techniques I just told you, even a cute little cat can suddenly become a heart-stealing thief who can capture people's hearts."

Candle Knight was a little surprised at the fighting ability displayed by Rosemary. In fact, he was not as at ease as he looked. It was just as the host said, he had been crushed from beginning to end and had no chance of turning the tables.

But for the Candle Knight, who always adheres to the principle of "elegance first" in everything, even if he loses, he must lose as if he had won.

and……

Candle Knight glanced at Rosemary, who was blushing and holding her head. It seemed that Kitty Cat had indeed heard the "techniques" he had just taught her during the battle.

Judging from her reaction, she must have realized her feelings for the "person she likes" that she had always buried deep in her heart. It's truly a cause for celebration. Today, I helped a lost girl escape the confusion of youth early on.

The Candle Knight thought so contentedly. As a Candle Knight with a group of a hundred male servants, and also Casimir's chief love consultant, she immediately noticed some of Rosemary's suppressed and unconscious emotions, and triggered them through this battle.

Of course, no matter how powerful the Candle Knight was, he never thought that the feelings in Rosemary's heart might lead to the "person she likes" being taken to the police station.

Although it's not so obvious from his height.

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Today's final match! The Deer-Headed Knight of the Security Enterprise Integration Movement faces off against the Mid-Tiger Knight of the Bladehelm Knights! While the General, the Left-Handed Knight, recuperates, can the Mid-Tiger Knight rise to the occasion? Alright, we've seen the Deer-Headed Knight's appearance! As powerful as ever, as breathtaking as ever! As always... who's blasting the 'Imperial March' over there? Get the character straight!

Anyway, Mid Tiger Knight is out! He... eh?! He just lay on the ground and shot for 15 seconds!? What the heck is going on?! Anyway—uh, Deer Head Knight wins!

In the last game of the day, the Patriots' opponent chose to retire on the spot after entering the field and personally feeling the oppressive sense of death emanating from the behemoth in front of them with its face covered.

65. Undercurrents outside the arena

The knight competition is heating up as the progress progresses, and the contestants are gradually getting on track.

Rhodes Island, Reunion, and the Infected Knights were all steadily consolidating their positions, gaining popularity and fan bases, while Maria was also slowly but surely spreading her somewhat unseemly chivalry in battle.

Everything went according to plan. The audience in the arena were enthusiastic about the fresh blood's performance, but no one realized that behind the knight competition, Rhodes Island, Reunion, Orson, and Maria had actually been on the same side from the beginning.

Rhodes Island has proven itself in both knightly competitions and merchandise, and this emerging pharmaceutical company (?) is gradually being accepted by the Chamber of Commerce.

The only variable lies in the Integration Movement. Because of the trap set by Orson before, the Integration Movement, which has been targeted by the Sangster family, can be said to have lost the opportunity to infiltrate the Business Association.

But at the same time, this is also an opportunity, an opportunity for Rhodes Island to get deeper into the core.

The knight competition became more and more exciting, and outside the arena, undercurrents were also surging.

"..."

It was rare for Bai Jin not to have a sleepy expression. Right now, she was sitting at the computer desk in her apartment, staring at the files on the monitor such as "Infected Underground Arena Hideout, Underground Arena Operation Video" and frowning.

This is what he got after copying the information from the USB flash drive he got from the 'corporate spy'.

Platinum never considered the lives of the so-called "infected", nor did he consider what kind of lives the "targets" who died at his hands had led, and what kind of happiness they would have in the future if they had not died at his hands.

But since coming into contact with that young man, Platinum's definition of "infected" has undergone some subtle changes.

She knew very well that if she clicked on these videos, her long-held lifestyle and the creed of "only considering the goal is enough" would be completely rewritten.

I am just a bow. There is no need for the bow to pay attention to the decay and corpses behind the glamour. All the bow has to do is aim at the target and ensure that it kills with one shot.

Shirogane never considered anything other than her goal, and because of this, she couldn't understand the boy's actions.

As for Orson, Bai Jin was not just slacking off. She observed the boy for a long time in her own way.

His way of dealing with things, his interpersonal relationships, his personality, and his goals.

Platinum wanted to better understand the scenery that the boy was looking at, so he had to break free from the constraints of the "bow".

"..."

She still seemed indifferent to the things around her, but even so, Bai Jin still opened the files just to try to understand what he was working for.

Meanwhile, in a bar in Casimir——

"It's strange that you'd come to me. Maria has a match today, right? Are you really planning on skipping it?"

Bald Martin wiped the wine glass while greeting the "rare guest" in front of him.

"I didn't have the leisure to witness her slowly destroying the remaining honor of the Linguang Family."

The guest, Maria's uncle Mainna, still had a frown on his face and looked sleep-deprived.

"That child is practicing the Way of Light in her own way, a way completely different from Margaret Sophia's. Do you understand?"

Bald Martin turned on the TV and switched to the news channel, which was reporting the news of Maria's victory.

The news not only reported that Maria had won the recent knight competition, but also said that in a recent competition, Maria finally mastered her Originium skills, which were somewhat similar to the Radiant Knight, but without such a dazzling pure white light.

The host also said something about the "orthodox knighthood" that Maria had always adhered to in the competition, but before the host finished speaking, the news was suddenly cut off.

"Stupid girl... that would ruin her..."

Mainna frowned as she watched the screen on TV. Maria might not be aware of the dangers her actions would bring, but Mainna knew very well.

After Margaret, the Commercial Association would not allow individual knights to go too far... No, it should be said that in the competitions before that, there were often news reports of individual contestants inexplicably withdrawing from the competition and disappearing, but no one paid attention, and no one could resist the oppression from the Commercial Association.

But now Maria is not only thinking about the special championship and advancing step by step to the top, but also promoting the "chivalry", which is almost an "arrogance" that the Business Association cannot ignore.

"Tsk... Let's put Maria's affairs aside for now. I'm here today to inform you, Martin. 'Turbulent Ohm' is dead. He died in his office at the banquet palace of the Grand Knights of Northwood. He committed suicide by piercing his jaw and head with a crossbow."

"—!"

It was obvious that Bald Martin knew the deceased, and his pupils dilated in an instant.

"You just said..."

"That's it, I'm leaving."

Mainna briefly announced the obituary and then stood up to leave.

"Wait, Myna! That guy is your old friend, right? What do you want to do?"

Bald Martin noticed that the tired and submissive aura of the middle-aged office worker in front of him had disappeared, and was replaced by the sharpness and coldness of Mainna, the heir of Changqi when the Linguang family was still in decline.

"He's my friend now, too."

Mainna stopped and looked back at old Martin, who had once dominated the arena and was known as the "Trembling Iron Knight".

"It's almost time. I'm going to continue what Ohm didn't do - challenge the waves, that's all."

Mainna said this and left the bar in silence.

————Top floor office at the Mieszko Group headquarters————

"Maria Linguang. Although the light is faint, it is still dazzling. Her existence has already affected the future of knightly competitions. You know what to do, Mr. Charney."

The man in a suit turned off the display screen in front of him, then looked at the Knights' Tournament spokesperson and spoke calmly.

"I'll get to it right away."

Spokesperson Charne stood aside and did not dare to make any move, but just lowered his head to indicate that he received it.

"Also, take care of the two infected underground arenas. Casimir has been acting a little strange lately, keeping a low profile. You should know how to 'deal' with them, right?"

"Please leave it to me."

Charney bowed slightly and left the room.

——It seems that there is more than one mouse.

The president of the Mishko Group stood up and looked at Casimir in the night with an expressionless face.

66. The Reunion Movement is a conscientious company, unlike the neighboring Rhodes Island

On the edge of the Grand Knight Territory where four cities merged, in the temporary "company" of the Integration Movement purchased with the help of Zofia, Orson was playing a game of lifting with the son of the Plastic Knight, whom he had met several times before.

"Well, after this devilish training, my upper body strength is now strong enough to easily do things like lift high up!"

Orson boasted about himself very complacently. After all, he had always been criticized by the Shield Guards and the Snow Monster Team for his lack of strength.

It seems that most of the indigenous people of the Terra world have different throwing skills than their appearance. Even Ansel, a purebred macho man, would probably be able to kill many Olympic athletes if he threw the shot put.

Therefore, Orson often tries to exercise his muscles intentionally or unintentionally, but the effect has always been mediocre. It is probably impossible for him to become like ACE, who has a physique that "will be fine as long as the shield lands first after jumping from the 20th floor."

For Orson, the opportunity to "legally lift a person (even if it's a 6-year-old child)" like now is almost as likely to happen to him as seeing Kal'tsit putting on a face mask or Tallulah putting on lipstick.

"How is it... I don't think it looks like it's been lifted up at all."

Unfortunately, the little boy did not understand Orson's joy, but pointed out the core problem: to lift high, it must first be high enough.

"——Go play with the deer-headed man next to you."

The truth is always particularly hurtful. After hearing the innocent words of the child, Orson quit his job immediately, ran to the corner next to him and squatted to grow mushrooms, leaving the little boy to a passing old man.

"Ah, you are the deer-headed knight!"

The little boy was not afraid of the patriots. Instead, he became more excited to see his idol.

"...?"

The Patriot was a little confused about the situation, but he still squatted down and gestured to the little fan that he could ride on his shoulders.

After a while, Patriot was able to skillfully play lifting with the baby. However, Patriot, who was almost 3 meters tall, naturally had to do it with much more strength than Orson.

"Actually, I've thought about this before. Patriot-senpai, you seem to get along surprisingly well with children."

Orson looked at the way the deer-headed man took the child. Although it felt a little awkward, it surprisingly made people feel that there was nothing wrong with it. He sighed softly.

"You mean, you want me to take care of your grandchildren in the future?"

The elderly have a strong ability to think divergently. The Patriot's questions were so broad that Orson was unable to react at once.

"No, no, no... How is that possible, old patriot?"

Orson hastened to explain that he had not meant that.

"So you mean you're going to abandon Yelena?"

"Why would you think that?!"

"Then explain it to me."

"Of course I'm not... Wait, this topic is getting weird!"

The Patriot's rhetoric level is already more than the fifth level. Even if Black Snake comes, he will have to think twice, let alone the stupid Orson?

"I understand. I can't answer that."

The Patriot nodded, then played the high-altitude dance again.

Only this time he was playing with Orson, and there seemed to be a vague intention of turning Bane's broken back from the high lift.

The little boy didn't have any complaints. After all, it was much more fun to watch the 'Integrity Knight' lift the 'Infected Knight' high up.

After struggling with the combination of super small cup, small cup, and 5L barrel for a while, the little boy's energy was almost exhausted.

"Haha... Come to think of it, although both the little brother and Mr. Deer Head are knights, they give people completely different feelings."

The little boy sighed while wiping his sweat.

"You think it's different there, and what kind of knight do you want to be?"