Arknights, but the family has fallen again

Suddenly, a loud noise came from Kal'tsit.

"...Even if it's unarmed, it can't be anchored!"

Compared to before, there was one more knight there. Although the city officials disagreed with his views, they were not willing to show it to outsiders like Rhodes Island.

"It's such a big ship, if there are a few Leithanians hiding inside, we won't be able to find them!"

Kel'tsit's explanation was somewhat weak: "I promise Zvonek that there won't be any unauthorized Leitanians here!"

Ah this...

Otto felt a little guilty.

Although Thor had been thrown out by him, the remnants of the Witch King were still suffering.

Those people are definitely not "permitted".

However, by the White Queen's standards, it's hard to say whether these remnants of the Witch King are actually human. Since they can't be called human, they can't be called Leithanians, and naturally, whether they have authorization or not doesn't matter...

"Rhodes Island has passed through Casimir many times, even to Kavaleriaki (the capital)..." Kal'tsit tried to explain.

"Before!?" the knight interrupted fiercely. "Who allowed you to stay in Cavalleriaki before? Give me a name!"

"Let's go, Doc, I see you're a little angry." Tallulah graciously gave up all control.

Ding.

The slender sword-shaped staff, filled with fire, was thrust straight in front of the war knight.

The warrior knight jumped back warily, breaking out in a cold sweat.

So strong!

Behind the knight, under a plain, even somewhat ragged linen coat, "Vaifan" stood there coldly and arrogantly.

There was no fluctuation in Tallulah's indifferent eyes, and a name came out of her thin, unmade-up lips.

"Ioletta."

"When!?" The war knight had no energy to listen.

The city bureaucrats on the side didn't react much: their eyesight was too poor, it was like a fight between gods, they couldn't see the difference at all.

"Excuse me." Ott walked past the trembling warrior and pulled out the longsword from the ground. "The answer to your question."

The dragon girl shook her sword and the fragments fell like snowflakes.

The horses galloping on the grassland were suddenly covered by a huge shadow cast by the sky.

The knight retreated in response, holding the lance behind him in his hand.

Even his once-trusted companions were unable to soothe his trembling heart. Even the mane on his tail seemed to have a soul of its own, flapping anxiously against his thighs.

But this finally calmed the warrior knight down: "Dear lady, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us."

If the bizarre "noble titles" accumulated from generation to generation under Leithania's "elective monarchy" are already enough of a headache, it also seems to give people a little understanding of a country with a weak and declining monarchy.

Then Casimir can definitely give people a "fresh feeling".

Casimir is a... quite unique country: a hellish society where the shortcomings of many schools of thought converge, a "republic of aristocrats" and a "republic of capitalist oligarchs" blend together. Even the false mercy of the rulers, which further exploits the people's power for their own personal ambitions, is unacceptable.

In the city, there are capitalist beasts that consume money and gnaw at one's bones; in the countryside, there are feudal gluttons that grind their teeth and suck blood.

The "oligarch" in the aristocratic oligarchic republic is the "Regulatory Council," which oversees Casimir's administration. Its current "head" is the Council's chief executive, "Grand Knight" Ioletta Russell.

"Does the name you just mentioned belong to...Mr. Russell?"

The dragon girl nodded.

The warrior knight took another step back and retracted his spear.

He maintained a rather impolite distance, trying to suppress his trembling as much as possible, and said tediously and repeatedly:

"My apologies, ma'am. This is probably the first time your ship has visited us, so you might not be familiar with Zwonek. And I might not have made it clear just now: Zwonek is a border military city."

It's not just that it wasn't expressed clearly, it wasn't said at all.

The Knights of War had just been brutally preventing Rhodes Island from docking.

"This is the south of Casimir and the north of Leithania." The knight made various hand movements involuntarily like playing an accordion.

The city bureaucrats couldn't stand it any longer. They covered up the cowardly knight and said to Kal'tsit, "Just as the Lord Knight said! Out of caution for our neighbor, we can't take the huge risk of allowing such a magnificent and magnificent... mining ship to cross the border directly."

Although, their current composure was simply because Otto didn't put pressure on them...

"Although it was converted from a mining ship, it is now a medical ship," said Kal'tsit.

"Ah, yes, yes, it's a hospital ship," the bureaucrats agreed, then said, "Well, Mieszko Industries happens to have a transport ship. We can borrow it and prepare a temporary stop in the countryside for Rhodes Island, and let it handle the supply work."

After considering the performance of the knights and the Grand Master, the bureaucrats decided: "We'll waive all transportation costs and give you a 70% discount on the supply price!"

Chapter 292: Change is a good thing

Kal'tsit has already made some moves.

The dragon girl's eyes moved slightly, she returned the sword to its sheath, and said, "I'm sorry, the sword just flew out."

After that, he turned around and left.

After all, he wasn't visiting in person.

Since Kal'tsit is willing to accept this kind of compensation, there is no need to leave the impression that "the power structure within Rhodes Island is chaotic" in front of outsiders.

Rhode Island, Kitchen.

"Well..." The village girl looked at a loss. "If you ask me a question like this, maybe the pie should be bigger? With more filling?"

"Yeah!" Yue He took notes while listening.

"Ah! I remember now!" Bao Xing said cheerfully, "The tower will be baked at the base before filling it with stuffing!"

"Speaking of which, why are you only making this little carrot pie?" Ott asked casually.

"Doooc Otter! Don't just ask about the things you like!" Amiya whispered.

Atrocity was helpless: "I can't help it. It's been hard to buy canned carrots from RemBitto recently. It's all because of..."

Terra's logistics industry is relatively underdeveloped. For luxurious, expensive, and even prestigious "decorative" fruits like pineapples, cargo ships can even dedicate dedicated storage facilities. However, for "fresh vegetables" like carrots, if they manage to cross numerous barriers to reach Casimir, they'll end up in canned form, losing their freshness.

The girl muttered, and the sweat on her forehead gathered into a drop, rolling down from the end of her eyebrow. It ran along the bridge of Big Rabbit's delicate but slightly sunburned nose, along the shallow curve, and was about to soak into her eye sockets.

Otto reached out his hand at some point and blocked it, catching the drop of crystal dew on his finger.

Bao Xing felt the entire world go silent, even her own heartbeat resembling thunder. Following closely behind was the tinnitus that gradually emerged from the background noise.

What... is he going to do?

Pull away your fingertips.

The atrocities were met with a sense of loss, and the other half of the sentence slipped out of her mouth: "...It's all the Victorians' fault."

Ott moved closer and asked, "What do you mean?"

dong dong.

"..." Baoxing paused what she was doing and frantically began to recall: "When I was in Longmen, I found that canned carrots from RemBitto were difficult to buy. I happened to meet a Fengti business expert who answered my questions..."

Fengti business expert?

It is a bread man based on the French croissant "Croissant", croissant!

Indeed, we had already signed an official contract with Penguin Logistics when we were in Longmen City... Come to think of it, we can trouble them a little more when the aircraft is not available.

While Otto frowned, the other operators listened quietly.

They keenly captured the key information: the violence had been preparing for this "tasting" in front of Otto for more than a month.

"That expert told me that merchants in Victoria have been hyping up our carrots lately." Avalanche sighed, "Eating RIM Billiton carrots can keep you young and healthy, and they even have miraculous effects on skin care..."

Yan, who had been trying hard to act invisible, said excitedly, "Really?!"

Ott replied: "If we only talk about the effect without talking about the dosage, then it is true."

"Oh oh oh!" Yan didn't hear the first half of the sentence at all. She immediately took out her cell phone, and her fingers under her manicure moved at the speed of light, and she quickly ordered a large number of carrots like a flash of light.

"..." Yue He took a quick look and kindly reminded, "What you just ordered wasn't RimBilliton carrots, it was RumBilliton carrots."

"Eh hey?" Yan immediately tried to cancel the order: "Eh hey hey!? Why!? Why do I have to pay a penalty for cancelling the order!?"

Ott held out his hand, and Yan stared at him with wet, pitiful, and pretentious eyes.

"Casimir e-Shopping Bay..." Ott frowned. "On this kind of shopping app, you can actually buy 'futures'!?"

Futures were originally a mutual commitment between a buyer and a seller to trade a specific commodity in a specific amount at a specific price at a certain point in the future.

As financial games evolved, these "agreement to purchase" orders themselves became part of the buying and selling process. With the gradual establishment of game rules and the introduction of referees and regulators, futures trading became increasingly financialized.

Today, there are probably far more bankers who profit from the ups and downs of commodity prices than factory owners who crave stable trade channels, prices and quantities.

Ott continued to investigate.

"Mieszko Group."

After the Tenth Ukrainian War in 1062, Kara paid Ukraine three mobile cities of at least plots each as compensation for its defeat. Project Director Roman Mieszko founded Mieszko Industries.

In the following decades, Mieszko Industries gradually became a giant enterprise encompassing finance, insurance, source stone industry, military industry and mobile platform construction - Mieszko Group, and gradually became one of the business oligarchs that dominated Casimir.

However, due to its history of development, although "Industry" is only one of its subsidiaries, Casimir still calls it "Mieszko Industries" rather than "Mieszko Group".

Ott shook his head.

Very well, those involved in this "nonsense" are not only the Victorian profiteers, but also the Casimir magnates.

"Yan, wait until our new legal advisor, Casimir, arrives. Go find her." Ott handed the terminal back to her and added, "These are genuine RIM Billiton cans."

Yan shouted loudly: "Long live the doctor!"

It goes without saying that placing high-risk futures trading on an e-commerce platform as a joke is absurd. Even if they managed to scam an impulsive "college student" like Yan, it would be difficult to make much profit.

Such ridiculous, indulgent and unscrupulous behavior...is exactly the epitome of Casimir.

"At this price..." After a brief recollection, Ott stood up and said, "PRTS, give me a copy of REM Billiton's agricultural data in recent years. I'll need it later."

Casimir, Victoria, RemBit...these are the directly related parties.

Given RIM Billiton's organizational model, it's completely powerless to counter the spontaneous shift from rice cultivation to mulberry cultivation, a shift toward cash crops. In the worst-case scenario, widespread famine would ensue. Beyond Casimir and Victoria, other regions overly connected to international finance would also experience subtle economic shocks.

There is huge profit margin here, and there is also greater legitimacy, justification and even justice to seek.

A pleasant electronic voice rang out from the terminal in Ott's pocket: "With pleasure."

The original plan blueprint will be smudged again.

"Doc Otter?" Amiya tugged at his sleeve: "We still..."

Do we continue cooking?

Ott said without hesitation: "Let's continue!"

As he said this, he placed his thoughts on Lin Guang who was far away in Chernobog.

Chapter 293: The Happiest Chapter for the Casimir People

Margaret Linguang, the "Knight of Glory", is a humble and upright person. His specialty is the Originium technique called "Light". He is another character in Rhodes Island who uses his family name as a code name.

She was a well-known figure in Casimir: she was the champion of the 1091nd Knight Tournament in , and was also the chief knight of the famous knight family "Linguang".

The current Grand Master, Ioletta Russell, was saved by Margaret's grandfather, Cyril, during the Uka War many years ago. Inspired by Cyril's actions, Ioletta followed him to aid other knights, establishing Ioletta's reputation among the knights and ultimately helping her become the leader of the Overwatch Council.

Furthermore, although modern Casimir was established by overthrowing the rule of the Celestial Pegasus, virtually all Knight families were more or less proud of their Pegasus bloodline. The Linguang family, in particular, had strong Celestial blood flowing through their veins.

It can be said that if Margaret joins the war knights step by step, after Ioletta retires, there is a 70% to 80% chance that Lin Guang will be elected as the new leader by the knights.

In the hearts of the general public, including a considerable number of knights, this player who never gives up and never makes peace with capital is the embodiment of Casimir's chivalrous spirit.

Even now, when she was protectively expelled from the Chamber of Commerce in the name of "ore disease" for opposing the Chamber of Commerce, everyone in Casimir was excited about the surname "Lin Guang".

Such a girl, such a knight!

Margaret Linguang!