hero?it must be me

Seeing Monique push the door in, Roy, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled and said, "Would you like a cup of coffee to change your mood?"

"...It's not because you're being lazy."

Monique's already gloomy face was even uglier.

Complaining in her mouth, she went straight to sit down in front of Roy.

"You've misunderstood me. I also have a mission, so there's nothing I can do."

Roy responded with some helplessness.

Monique gave him a blank look: "It's just an intelligence task of that level, why does it take a green gold man-hour..."

"It means that the masters above feel that this matter is worth letting a Qingjin move his legs."

Like Monique, he is also a green-gold leader of the Wuxia League. While pouring a cup of black coffee for Monique, Roy said, "That being said, it's a bit strange that you would miss it."

"I didn't miss it."

Monique frowned.

Hearing this, Roy, who had just picked up his cup of coffee, was taken aback.

"...Can't be ambushed by the red pine?"

It wasn't long before he learned of the news of Monique's mission failure, and he didn't know much about the specific situation, otherwise he wouldn't have waited for Monique to come over to join him in the reception room.

Facing Roy's question, Monique lowered her head, looked at the cup of coffee, her eyes were in a daze for a moment, and then she smacked her lips irritably.

"There was an accident, and an unexpected troublesome guy appeared, disrupting the entire operation."

"Who?"

"I do not know."

"...?"

Now even Roy couldn't help showing a confused expression.

"I'm not playing charades, just literally, all the information I remember in my head doesn't match up with that guy."

Arms crossed his chest, Monique described in a slightly disgusted tone: "The height is 220 cm... no, 230 cm, the physique is extremely strong, and the preliminary judgment is that the Anati people—"

"Wait?"

Roy raised his hand: "How many centimeters? What race?"

"230 centimeters, Anati."

Monique glared at Roy impatiently: "I was chased all the way by him, it is impossible to misjudge my height and ethnic characteristics."

"No, it's not that I suspect you're wrong, it's just, what, isn't it?"

Putting down the coffee cup, Roy spread out his hands in a smug way: "A Anati man with a height of 230 centimeters."

"...He calls himself Zheng Qi."

"Sounds like the name of Yan Kingdom or Dong Kingdom?"

"That means you don't know either?"

"It's strange."

Roy curled up his knuckles and tapped his temple: "How can we not know such a unique person?"

"Then, were you repulsed by someone led by him?"

Monique was silent for a moment.

"...I was forced to retreat by him in a one-on-one situation."

She replied: "As for the team that was on standby at another place at that time, they met Yao Knight."

Roy blinked.

He picked up the coffee he had just put down again, soaked his lips with the hot and bitter liquid, and then tilted his head.

"Rhode Island?"

"Hard to say."

"Then don't worry about it for now. They are now the big stars of the Chamber of Commerce and the Supervisory Committee. Before the higher-ups give clear instructions, we should try our best not to have too much contact with them."

"Easy to say."

Monique stared dissatisfiedly at Roy, who suddenly seemed lazy: "I'm the one who failed the mission, and it's not you who will be scolded and have your bonus deducted."

"Aha, then this cup of coffee will be treated as my treat for you?"

"You were going to charge me before? Use the public coffee in the reception room?"

Standing up, Monique picked up the cup of coffee in front of her, took a sip, stuck out her tongue, and finally put it back on the table angrily, leaving a sharp comment of "It's really bad". .

"By the way, have you met our little Platinum?"

When Monique was about to leave the reception room to report to work and be criticized and punished, Roy asked.

"Huh? I'm not her mother."

"Oh, you can't say that."

On Roy's smiling face, there was no smile in his eyes.

"According to the intelligence, she probably disappeared near the No.11 business block."

"……what?"

-

Casimir National Stadium.

The sound insulation effect of this dressing room can only be described as average.

Or, the noise outside is really too loud.

At least Zheng Qi, who was sitting on a chair in the locker room, could hear the noise outside.

There was cheering, cursing, screaming from the audience.

There are also impassioned voices in the commentary... Is it called Big Mouth Rag or Mobu?

It can be heard that knights have entered the arena one after another, and there are some knights with titles among them. Most of them represent some well-known knights to fight.

I heard from Sona yesterday that for those famous knights and knight groups, the capture of the flag battle is a relatively thankless schedule, so such little-known knight groups usually get together to participate.

"Just say what you want, I didn't mean to take you as a prisoner. To be honest, even if you really wanted to run just now, I wouldn't stop you."

Zheng Qi, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly said so.

He was talking to Cinderella who was hiding beside him.

The Platinum Highness of the No-Helmet Alliance has now been stripped of all the armaments that she gets along day and night. The clothes that are so loose that they don't fit easily cover her seemingly slender but graceful figure. The big hood matched with the helmet, puts her His face was also completely covered.

After waking up, this girl has been silent, and she has always been quiet and obedient since yesterday. Except that she is unwilling to leave Zheng Qi's side for half a step, no matter whether she is asked to disarm or be asked to Putting on this clothes, there was no reaction at all, and the obedience made people feel more like an overly beautiful doll.

This gave Zheng Qi a headache.

For example, last night he wasn't sleeping in bed.

Instead, after staring at the girl to fall asleep obediently, she sat on a chair beside her and fell asleep.

Although in terms of his current body, it seems that there is basically no need for sleep, but mentally, closing his eyes and resting his mind is a good means of rest after all, and Zheng Qi has no intention of giving it up completely.

As for why it was brought to the National Stadium today, it is almost the same reason.

She was obviously afraid of him, but she refused to leave him even a single step.

It's like a child who is afraid of being scolded and left behind after angering his parents.

If she were to be tougher, or softer...

"..."

Cinderella didn't speak.

But that still body was her answer.

Zheng Qi rubbed his eyebrows.

"Dong dong."

There was a soft knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Zheng Qi knew that this was not the style of that Aivona, so he raised his head and looked towards the door.

It was a middle-aged man who walked into the locker room.

He was wearing armor, holding a helmet in his hand, with a vicissitudes of life and a somewhat disturbed expression.

When he saw Zheng Qi, he tried his best to show a better smile, but the uneasy mood made his smile a little distorted.

"It's Mr. Zheng Qi, right?"

"It's me. You are?"

"I...just call me Jamie..."

Hearing this name, Zheng Qi immediately understood.

He stood up: "what's the matter?"

"Well, I, I actually..."

Jamie's face unconsciously showed complex colors.

Guilt, gratitude, hesitation, self-deprecation, bitterness...

In the end, when those emotions faded one by one, what remained was serious determination.

"Actually, I'm here to thank you—"

A big hand rested on Jamie's shoulder.

"The reward, I did receive it."

Zheng Qi and Jamie passed each other.

"I don't drink, so you can use that money to buy more delicious food for your wife and children."

"Mr. Zheng Qi!"

Jamie, who came back to his senses, turned around and watched the tall figure go away in the darkness of the corridor, and walked alone into the glory of the arena.

"I wish you triumph!"

Jamie responded with a thumbs up above his head.

Taking a step forward, Zheng Qi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, bathed in the brilliance and noise.

"Jamie went to see you?"

"Correct."

Zheng Qi responded to Aivona who was on the side.

The petite Kuranta put her hips on her hips and looked up at Zheng Qi: "This is your first time participating in a competition, right? Do you remember the rules of the capture-the-flag competition that Sona said yesterday?"

"of course."

Zheng Qi opened his eyes and looked at the "knights" who had already entered the arena. The corners of his mouth opened slightly, revealing his sharp teeth.

"Beat everyone down, and I win."

Chapter 187 No.17: That's it?How can I lose?

No, Sona told you to stay in the scoring line to avoid conflicts yesterday, right?

Aivona opened her mouth, and immediately put this thought behind her, and slapped Zheng Qi's waist with a look of "I like you": "That's right! If you beat those noble knights to pieces, you will be Champion!"

"If you want to win, if you want people to look up to you, the easiest way is to beat them down, right?"

"However, you still have to be careful, I'm afraid someone will come at you this time."

As she spoke, Aivona looked at a knight who entered the arena with the excited introduction of the commentator.