hero?it must be me

He took a step forward: "Let's go, don't waste time."

"it is good."

Margaret followed.

Side by side, the two walked through shadows and into daylight.

Chapter 212 Chapter 42: Throw yourself into your rules

The destination of Zheng Qi and Margaret's trip was to meet with Rhodes Island.

——That's right, Rhodes Island has officially arrived at the Grand Knight's Territory today.

Not only that, but the "cooperative clauses on medical treatment and medical environment improvement for the infected" proposed by Rhodes Island were also approved by the Supervisory Committee and the Knights Association a few days ago.

This also means that starting today, Rhodes Island will be responsible for treating infected people near Lot Zero together with other medical companies who came to negotiate medical business contracts.

Rhodes Island has already become one of the officially recognized partners of the Correctional Council and the Knights Association.

However, this does not mean that Rhodes Island can freely walk around in the whole of Kavaleria Kiri.

In fact, without the guarantee of the Supervisory Committee and the Knights Association, they wouldn't even be able to stay in such a decent high-rise hotel in the center of the Great Knights' Territory like this.

It can be said that even now, due to the identity of the so-called medical company for the infected, Rhodes Island is still in a delicate situation where it cannot be directly arranged for a unified meeting.

Therefore, if Zheng Qi wanted to meet with Rhodes Island, it would be more appropriate for him to go there himself than to let the people of Rhodes Island take the risk to come across the city.

It's not just a matter of sincerity.

As Droste said just now, today's Great Knights are about to storm.

Zheng Qi knew this very well.

He didn't want something to happen to Casimir before he finally found a partner who seemed reliable enough to cooperate with him.

What he said before was serious.

In his opinion, there is not much difference between the Guild of Corrections and the Chamber of Commerce, the group of noble knights and the group of merchants.

"I sent it here."

Margaret stopped in her tracks.

They stood in an alleyway with only the two of them, but as long as they raised their heads, they could see that luxurious high-rise building.

That's the hotel where Rhodes Island members live now.

"no problem?"

Zheng Qi looked up at the hotel: "Actually, I don't care about the time. It will not be too late after a few days until they are completely settled."

He wasn't really in a hurry.

On the one hand, the plan on the Red Pine side is not so fast. On the other hand, Rhodes Island has just entered Kasimir not long ago, and has not yet fully established itself. Things, maybe there will be some bad effects.

Zheng Qi himself doesn't care about the messy opinions of the media, the Chamber of Commerce, the Supervisory Committee, the Knights' Association, etc., but if Rhode Island is affected by this, he will still feel a little bit sorry.

"I've thought about it too."

Margaret replied: "However, Doctor and Amiya seem to want to see you."

"It seems that you have said something nice for me?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Margaret closed her eyes and said, "This can only prove that Zheng Qi has such a charm."

"I take it as a compliment."

Zheng Qi said, and walked out of the alleyway forward.

The two didn't say goodbye, because they knew that they would see each other again soon.

-

"Miss Drost."

"I'm listening, Mr. McKee."

The Chamber of Commerce building is exclusive to McKee's private reception room. McKee is on the side, looking at the Candle Knight who is looking out from the window.

"Are you...are you satisfied today?"

"Huh? Ah... I'm very happy."

As if recalling something happy, Droste narrowed his eyes slightly: "She is very similar to the legend, beautiful, strong, and elegant."

"...The Federation hopes that you will win."

"Of course I want to win, too."

Droste's soft words are like pistils scratching one's ears, making one's heart itch.

"But... Zhu Yuyao, what chance do I have of winning?"

"Please don't say that, Miss Droste, the current knight title is more about the spread, not the strength of the strength."

McGee said seriously: "You are very powerful, there is no doubt about it."

"If that's the case, then I'll do my best, isn't that enough?"

"...Miss Droste, the Federation hopes that you must win."

"..."

In the reception room, it suddenly became quiet.

After a while, McGee, who didn't get a response, rubbed his fingers behind his back, and finally chose to speak again.

"I know that you have some thoughts about the current knight competition."

"But times are changing, Miss Drost."

"Some people will criticize today's knight competitions for violating tradition and forsaking glory, but even today, do people still believe in those who fight and kill and fight for their lives?"

"No, it's hard for the Chamber of Commerce to agree to such a thing."

"...the city is turning."

Droste's voice seemed to be chanting a collection of poems: "The sound of the roaring engine has covered the voices of many people. The times are changing with each passing day, Mr. McKee."

"Please understand that right now, the turmoil of infected people caused by the leader of Zheng Qi is intensifying. At this juncture, if another infected knight and that Yao knight are really let go, the board of directors will lose face."

"I can understand."

Hearing this, McGee choked his throat.

He looked at Candle Knight who was still facing away from him.

"Hey... I don't intend to embarrass you, but... are you still unwilling to accept our proposal?"

Drost was silent.

"But I want you to understand that, in fact, you don't need to do anything."

"...Mackie."

That voice was a little cold.

It's like after the flowers wither in the cold wind, only the wind waves mixed with ice and snow are left to howl.

Drost turned around.

She looked directly at McGee.

Rarely, there was not even a trace of a smile on her face.

"I want to have a showdown with the Yao knights, and it's upright."

McGee looked down.

Or, he didn't know how to respond to her.

"Over the years, I have always been asked to [do nothing]."

"But, Mr. McKee, as a knight, doing nothing is an act in itself, do you understand?"

"I……"

"Could it be that I can't even satisfy one request now, Mr. McKee?"

"...No, if you insist... I, I will try to convince the Knights Association and other spokespersons... But I don't understand, can you tell me the reason for your insistence? You seem to have nothing to do with that Yao knight origin."

"Mr. McKee, why did the Federation choose to target her?"

Droste narrowed his eyes: "Even if she is from a famous family, she is just a knight who was once exiled. Why is she so?"

"You asked me why I persisted... You said, why did the Federation persist?"

"...This is not something you and I should discuss now, Ms. Drost."

McGee sighed: "After that, it's actually a game between the Federation and the Supervisory Council."

"In fact, neither the Supervisory Committee nor the Federation cares about who is the champion in the end. Do you understand? Although I have agreed to you now... I respect your idea, but if you insist on it, in the end you will only would damage the relationship between the federation and you."

"besides……"

"The Knights will let me explain."

There was no wavering on the girl's face.

"...Leitania's guests don't want you to have any accidents on the field."

Listening to McGee trying to switch the entry point, Droste seemed to have adjusted his breathing.

"Accident? Lost to an infected person?"

"I am very aware of their style of conduct, Mr. McGee, Candle Knight Vivienne Deroste, the reason why this name is welcomed by them is because I am a Leitanian, a Leitanian, and I live in Kazakhstan. Simir's outstanding performance in the knight competition has made them proud."

"After the Black Knight, they are used to this feeling, I am just a substitute for the Black Knight..."

Speaking of this, she seemed to want to smile, and twitched the corners of her mouth, but she couldn't show the gentle and humble smile in the past no matter what.

"...just the result of vanity."

In the end, she could only conclude like this with a blank face.

"Even if it's vanity, their support for you is not a lie. The Federation is now hoping to sign a trade contract with the nobles of Letania. Your role cannot be ignored. This is an opportunity."

"I don't need such an opportunity."

"Can--"

"Mackie."

Rarely, Drost interrupted someone else.

"Two knights face each other in the arena, hoping to have a fair contest. Isn't this something unreasonable?"

"No... this..."

McGee was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Casimir and Letania, who gave birth to me and raised me, are both my hometown. When I was young, I thought that this land could accommodate both romance and glory."

"I just hope that I can compete with Yao Knight."

"At least, this time I don't have to think about how to [win beautifully], I just need to think about how to win."

"Even this...isn't it okay?"

McGee closed his eyes tightly, as if he couldn't bear to look at Drost at this moment.

For a moment, he took a deep breath.

"The result will not change."

"Letting Yao Knight lose to you is the most appropriate judgment, and the Federation will not let it go."

"And you, Mr. McKee, you support them?"

"...In order to prevent the situation from getting worse, yes, I support this judgment."

Drost was silent.

She turned away.