What on earth did this old boy do?

Knights of the Round Table, fight to the death!Knight Major: 5 At this moment, Ozwald still doesn’t believe that someone screwed up

Jinyu Avenue, bar "Horror Martin"

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Although it has been opened, the time of two o'clock in the afternoon cannot be regarded as the peak traffic period of places like bars; in addition, the two pairs of old enemies who are regular customers are also preparing for Lin Guangjia, who is about to embark on the road of competitive knights. The little princess doesn't have as much free time as she did before to do her part and see if she can be helpful. Therefore, if the scary Martin today is not to say a Monroe, he must at least be It was empty except for the boss.

Just when Old Martin was taking advantage of his free time to watch TV programs and drink by himself, he suddenly heard the tinkling of the wind chimes hanging at the door, and the first customer of the day walked into the bar.

It was a well-dressed young man from the "Waifan" tribe. Two pairs of pitch-black horns, one large and one small, extended upward from the side of his forehead like a crown. A thick long tail covered with reverse scales swept across the floor. It was always accompanied by a scraping sound like metal - fortunately, he seemed to pay attention to it, so he never ended up with a lot of scraps being filed off wherever he went.

And closely behind this young man was an Elafia woman with long platinum hair. Her beautiful face seemed to be one that could often be seen in major newspapers and TV programs, and she looked particularly familiar.

When he saw the person coming, Old Martin was stunned on the spot, and the hand holding the wine stopped in mid-air for a while. The man turned around and said proudly to the woman behind him, such as, "Look, I knew he couldn't remember me." After saying these few words, Old Martin, whose slippery scalp reflected the dim light in the room, came back to his senses and smiled with surprise.

"Oh my God, who is this?! Look, who is this?! Ha, the guy who hasn't heard from you for almost ten years is back today. It means you have finally paid off your debt, right? !”

"Damn it, who told you that I'm a debt evader! Damn it, don't spread rumors if you don't believe them! If you keep talking nonsense here, believe it or not, Sajia will smash your bird shop."

Oswald pretended to be angry and poured an ice flake the size of a fingernail into old Martin's clothes at the back of his neck, causing the latter to tremble and curse. At the same time, he pulled up a chair in front of the bar and sat down, humming. Hummed:

"Ten pounds of lean meat, cut into minced meat, without any fat on top, deep-fried; then..."

"What the hell! If you like it or not, you are playing with the missing stupid dragon!"

Old Martin interrupted him without waiting for him to finish speaking. Old Martin stared at him and pushed the half plate of peanuts he used to drink while watching TV in front of the red dragon, indicating that people like him, who had not been seen for almost ten years, Don't leave the dog basket without a message.

After that, Martin took out a clean wine glass from under the counter, happily opened a bottle of reserved red wine, poured it in and handed it to Viviana, who was also seated.

"It's been a while since I've been here to take care of your business. I'm really sorry, Uncle Martin."

"That's not what you said." Old Martin smiled at Viviana: "Whenever you come here, you won't attract a group of young brats who are interested in the name of Candle Knight? Thanks to your free advertising, It’s not an exaggeration to say that my shop was making a lot of money every day at its peak. It’s me who should be taken care of... It’s a pity that this year’s special competition seems unlikely to be held, otherwise I would have to win no matter what. Send some people to cheer for you, miss."

"No? I was thinking, am I not a guest? Old Martin, why do you only see Vivian and not me?" Oswald slammed his fingers on the table and complained dissatisfied:

"Miss Droste can take care of my business, but you brat has not been here for nine or ten years. Are you even remotely comparable to her?"

When he heard about the business, Old Martin seemed to finally remember that he was still in the store. He slowly turned his head and snorted disdainfully.

But he was merciless, and Martin still skillfully placed lemon slices, salt, and crystal clear tequila in front of the red dragon.

"Welcome back, brat. I'll buy you this cup."

"Ah, thank you."

With the corner of his mouth raised, Ozwald did not touch the salt and lemon for the time being. He directly picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Old Martin, and drank it all in one gulp.

Old Martin, who also drank the wine in one gulp, burped with satisfaction and poured a new glass of wine for Oswald. Then he returned to his seat and sat down, asking with a smile.

"What are your plans for coming back this time? You're definitely not planning to participate in the Major... Of course, that's if it can be held."

"To do some personal things; as for the Majors, it depends on the situation, I can only say. If I have the opportunity, I will participate. After all, this may be the last one I will participate in. After all, I hope to make it It’s more perfect, but you can’t force it in this aspect.”

"From what you said, you don't plan to develop in Casimir in the future?" Old Martin keenly understood the underlying meaning of Ozwald's words.

"Yes, I am planning to go back to my hometown to do something big. I have been planning related matters these years." Red Dragon rubbed salt into the tiger's mouth and answered vaguely: "Let's go to Casimir, there is always something we can do. It’s still limited; so my early positioning was as a transition.”

"That's it...that's fine. Anyway, I wish you good luck in your career."

Nodding, although Martin felt a little sorry for Ozwald's departure, he didn't say much.

After all, if there won't be another national war-level conflict between Casimir and Ursus, then as an outsider, Ozwald will be like the Round Table is now.

Although the Grand Knight has considerable influence in Casimir, it is still private in nature. Even with official support, it is essentially inferior to state agencies such as the National Council Supervisory Committee; It's even worse than some governors who own small mobile cities... In this case, if the Round Table wants to seek any substantial development further, it is nothing more than making money with the vampires from the Federation of Commerce. That’s it.

Therefore, if Ozwald is really planning to return to his hometown to work for the sake of development, all Martin can do is send him his best wishes for a successful career.

That's fine. Being motivated is much better than a crappy thing that makes you angry just looking at it.

Old Martin thought in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, he thought of another thing - although such a request made Old Martin a little difficult to say, he still gritted his teeth and said:

"By the way, Ozwald, before you leave, can you take care of Maria's child? She is preparing to debut as a competitive knight recently. Why don't you see if you can use the influence of the Round Table to support her?"

Ozwald certainly had no reason to refuse;

In fact, even if Old Martin didn't say this, he had already discussed the current situation of the Linguang family with Ioletta Russell when he returned to Casimir two days ago and received a gratifying answer; And before leaving Casimir completely and returning to Victoria, there would be no problem in helping Maria.

What's more, the reason why Red Dragon came to scare Martin today was not only to meet old friends he hadn't seen for many years, but it was also related to the Linguang family.

Just as Viviana said modestly, what she said about Maena Linguang will inevitably have omissions and biases, and it will always require verification from multiple parties before it can be considered objective and fair.

"Can you tell me about Maena's current situation? Martin. After all, after the old man passed away and Brother Snitz went on a business trip, Maena's last words in the Linguang family were decided by others. In this case, Linguang The Guang family, or rather Maria, is in such a difficult situation right now, no matter how hard you think about it, it can’t be divorced from him, right?”

Glancing at Viviana, Ozwald asked the former knight in front of him who was also friends with the Linguang family.

"Maena Linguang, what have you done these years?"

"He didn't do anything, little brother Ozwald... It's precisely because that boy Marner refused to do anything that we're in this situation today."

The hand holding the cup paused slightly, and Old Martin let out a long sigh, with a complex expression on his face.

Knights of the Round Table, fight to the death!Knights Major: 6 Maena?It’s just rotten scraps!

Silence.

Silent silence.

A sense of oppression, as if a storm was coming, hung over the Golden Feather Avenue.

——Or to be more precise, it was spread by the legendary bar "Scary Martin" among retired old knights...

The simple wooden door full of age is now, for some reason, as if it is a giant mouth of a monster heading into the abyss, which is unreasonably daunting;

Countless old customers who had planned to come here to get drunk have stayed away from this disturbing atmosphere, extinguished their original plans and prepared to make plans another day; even if there are brave boys who are not afraid of the heights of the sky. , after pushing open the door and entering it, he would escape by rolling and crawling within a few seconds.

And the source of all these things is caused by a certain red dragon who is currently in the bar.

The ten interlocked fingers were pressed in front of his nose; in addition to the tightly furrowed brows, the increasingly heavy breathing revealed that Oswald's heart was constantly churning and wanting to explode, but he was suppressing it. So as not to involve the emotions of irrelevant people.

After listening to Old Martin's general overview of the current situation and the causes and consequences of the Linguang family, he remained silent for nearly a quarter of an hour; as if he was thinking and digesting, or unable to accept...

It wasn't until a while later that Drake put down his hands, grinned and took a long breath, saying:

"So what you are saying is that because of his bad habits that we all know, after the old man passed away and Margaret left Casimir, he managed the Linguang family in such a mess that it went bankrupt, so he will be imprisoned soon. Banning the title...Because of this, Maria, that kid, has to give up her favorite mechanic job and take temporary training so that she can debut as a competitive knight and get some results?"

"To be precise, it's [about to go bankrupt due to poor management]." Viviana corrected, raised her hand, and made two gestures with her index finger and thumb together: "There's probably still a little distance. .”

But Ozwald ignored it, and just asked again with an unbelievable look on his face: "That child was not prepared to train as a knight at all?! In the end, he didn't even have enough money to buy equipment and hire training staff!?"

"It's not bad in this regard. Koval (the old craftsman) and Zofia spent money to prepare a set for the little girl. Although it is far from the best, it is at least better than the products in ordinary stores."

Glancing at Viviana, she was a little surprised as to why the Roundtable manager, who had been in contact with the Linguang family all year round, didn't tell Ozward about the relevant situation, but Old Martin had no time to ask more questions at this time, and just let the angry Red Dragon continued to explain for him.

Although he felt that this matter was too much, his pride as a former knight still did not allow him to deliberately conceal part of the situation to aggravate the conflict.

"Zofia is responsible for the training work and most of the living expenses out of her own pocket. At least she has been able to reach the top [-] before, and she is half a family member, so she can rest assured."

"---Of course, it's still inferior to the treatment that Maria, the child, should have enjoyed. But there's no way, who told the person who was supposed to do this to do nothing at all!"

Without saying this out loud, Old Martin added in his mind.

"I don't fucking understand."

Looking at Martin expressionlessly, Ozwald emphasized his voice every word and shouted slowly:

"I! T! M! Very! No! Understand! Ah! Martin!!

If what that boy Ma Enna did after Mr. Cyril left was to hide his clumsiness, then I don’t understand it - in this world of Casimir, what problems do the Linguang family need to endure humiliation? ' and 'weight-bearing' can solve it! ? "

As a dignified hero who saves the country and is worshiped by countless people in Casimir, it is no exaggeration to say that Lin Guang is echoed by hundreds of people in this country of knights; the old acquaintances associated with him are all those who hold high positions in the official system of Casimir.

The current Chief of the Supervisory Committee and Grand Knight Commander Ioletta is Linguang's comrade in life and death; all the members of Casimir's highest military force, the Silver Spear Pegasus, can be said to have heard about the "Second Sun" in the Uka War in the past. 'The legend of the Linguang family, regarded them as their idols, and engraved the Linguang family's ancestral motto on their weapons as a team motto; none of the major competitive knights dared not respect the Linguang family... and even the reason why many people became knights is because I embarked on this path because I yearned for Linguang's figure who "turned the tide before it fell, and helped the building before it collapsed" when Casimir was in crisis.

To put it bluntly, it depends on the reputation and connections the Linguang family has.Even if you want to rebel and restore the Pegasus Empire under the pretext of "rebuilding the spirit of the knights", a week of crucifixion can build up the team that may actually succeed!

In this way, as one of the national spiritual symbols of Casimir, the highest authority and the highest military force, the Linguang family is here... You said that prosperity must decline before it can be avoided. In addition, there has been no war in the near future, so you have kept them idle at home for the time being. Ozwald believed in the denial of real power. '

But you want to suppress it, or even force it to bankruptcy? ? ?

Which pig-nosed, bear-hearted leopard dares to risk such dissatisfaction and suppress the Linguang family to bankruptcy?! This must not be exposed by public sentiment and public opinion?Or are you just afraid that the Linguang family won't take action to calm the situation and clear the emperor's side after being forced to the point where it becomes unbearable?

"Who knows? Maybe Your Majesty Ma Enna is worried about the Chamber of Commerce." Viviana mentioned casually.

And this naturally attracted the red dragon's eyes.

"Are you kidding me? Vivian, at the level of a business alliance? Terra is a place where fists are far more important than money."

It is true that in the eyes of many people, an organization like the Federation of Commerce that can organize the Knights Championship has huge prestige and economic driving ability in Casimir; but that does not mean that the country of Knights is theirs. Something is wrong - Casimir is still a country ruled by the Supervisory Committee and the National Council. Military forces such as Silver Spear Pegasus are only subject to the control of the Supervisory Committee. This is beyond doubt.

The only so-called capital in the entire continent of Terra is Colombia; only the large companies there are the managers of the country, because the military as the national force is basically closely related to their local giant companies.

In comparison, the fists controlled by the Federation of Commerce are at the level of Casimir... Can he beat a team of Silver Spear Pegasus with a few of his unarmed alliances tied together from top to bottom?

So to put it bluntly, although the Business Federation can use its size within the existing rules to frame some powerless individuals who want to fight but are still essentially at the mercy of Casimir’s official Take and seize, fatten up and kill the pigs you paid for in an emergency;

As for what the Linguang family needs to do, it depends on the federation's attitude and even being suppressed to the point of bankruptcy...

"If that's the reason why Maena failed to take care of her family, it's kind of funny, that's all I can say."

Thinking about the past relationship, Ozwald thought twice and decided to suppress the strong aggression that had rolled into his throat and analyze it seriously from other aspects.

"Besides, the people in the Chamber of Commerce are not fools, they are a group of profit-seeking businessmen.

What can be gained by suppressing the Linguang family?Become a thorn in the side of the Grand Knight Commander?The target of Silver Spear Pegasus's hostility?Impossible, that would be too stupid! "

In contrast, the profit they can make by cooperating with the Linguang family and leveraging the celebrity effect brought by Linguang, a well-known idol of Casimir, is what excites and desires them the most.

And Ma Enna, the "idleman" who was well-known as early as more than ten years ago, is certainly inexperienced, but that doesn't matter; he is not the only one in the Linguang family... In this family, there are also younger and younger people. Rookies who are easy to win over and become more valuable once packaged are worth exploring.

It is always easier to persuade a young man than to persuade a stinky person, as long as the time is right.

The question then arises, how did the Linguang family fall to the brink of bankruptcy in just five years after Cyril's death?

A serious high-level knight family with title and land, even if you say that all the industries you own have been bankrupted and suppressed, it is impossible for the fixed assets and accumulation of the family territory to disappear out of thin air, right? !

"What on earth did he do? Ma Enna, this idiot, did he go gambling (annoyed)..."

After pondering hard and still unable to figure it out, Red Dragon, who even had two clumps of hair hanging out, finally couldn't control his mood and stood up from his seat at the bar.

"No, I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to find him in person now! Ask (give) one (two) questions (punch) him!"

It doesn't matter that he ruined such a huge family fortune. After that, he forced his underage niece to go out to the ring and made sarcastic remarks without giving any help. This kind of trash is no longer an ordinary unfilial son. He must Punch hard! !

Knights of the Round Table, fight to the death!Cavaliers Major: 7 Not a Happy Reunion

* 16: 43

After finishing revising the document, Maena, who had been working on it all night, closed her eyes, moved her sore neck slightly, and took a sip of the cooling coffee on the desk.

The far-from-mellow aroma of cheap instant coffee slowly releases on the tip of the tongue, and eventually fills the mouth... This is not really a pleasure, but as a pastime whose main purpose is to refresh yourself. In short, it’s just unsatisfactory.

However, now is not the time to relax.

The document that was sent back for revision due to yesterday's negligence must be handed over to the minister before sunset today.

So after a few minutes of simple rest, Maena immediately packed up the documents and put them into his briefcase. He walked out of this room, except for a few carpets that were still intact. He had almost pawned them to the point where nothing of value was left He visited the family's ancestral mansion and made a call.

"Hello - Minister?

Good afternoon, um, yes, I was right...I'm really sorry about yesterday's mistake, but the revised document has been completed, and I will leave to mail it to you now---please rest assured, There will definitely be no mistakes this time. I will not make such mistakes again, please forgive me..."

Just like every migrant worker who is worried about his livelihood, Maena did his best to pay attention to every word he said, and to please his minister in an almost flattering manner.

But the result was far beyond his expectation and very bad.

"Wha... what? I was fired? But I have already done it... Please, I will never make this kind of mistake again. Please open up... and put pressure on me?! I want to name him." Am I dismissed?! No... I didn't provoke anyone I shouldn't have... No, no, this must be a mistake somewhere, Minister, please take the exam again..."

Before Ma Enna finished speaking, his minister hung up the phone, obviously unwilling to say another word to the unlucky guy who caused him to make a fool of himself in the company agenda yesterday, for fear of getting into trouble.

But such sudden bad news is undoubtedly difficult for Maena Linguang to accept.

Listening to the blind voice on the other end of the phone, the blond Pegasus stood there blankly, unable to accept it for a moment.

Of course, as someone who can easily sell old items from his ancestral home that he grew up with without any nostalgia, Ma Enna really doesn’t think he attaches great importance to this job in his heart - the main reason is I can't figure it out.

He didn't understand how someone could be dismissed from his post if he behaved well, and he was dismissed by name.

This is obviously someone who is deliberately targeting me... Who could it be?

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