Thank you for the invitation. I am in Terra, just under the stars.

He adjusted his fur coat, and used his fingers to comb his short hair, which was not easy to take care of. Then he snapped his fingers, and a reflective water curtain formed in front of him.

While looking in the mirror, he made some minor adjustments to his image. When he felt that it was almost done, he showed a calm smile on his face and stretched out his hand towards the knight standing with his sword.

"Then the rest of my time will belong to you. I think it will be a very interesting time. No need to call a guard, I believe you can protect me."

The hand covered in scale-like iron armor held his hand as gently as possible, and then slowly applied force, keeping it at a level that showed determination without causing pain. Orange eyes stared at him intently.

The overly strong eyebrows gradually softened, the dark eyebrows were raised softly, the eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyes gradually became brighter.

'He will be my future husband' - thinking this, Knight Yao's face became more feminine.

Although she still can't hide her heroic spirit and handsomeness, at least she is closer to a 'handsome big sister'.

"I will. No one can hurt you unless they step over my body."

As he said this, the knight's steady voice revealed the indestructible belief that he would "absolutely do this".

She meant it, of course she meant it, never more seriously than now.

…………

Zofia, who had just left the house to prepare for the knight competition, saw a familiar figure standing in the shadow of the door. She stopped involuntarily and asked in a tone that was neither too good nor too bad:

"Maena, what do you want from me?"

The figure walked from the shadows into the sunlight, and the bright light fell on the face of a handsome and deep middle-aged man.

Different from the image in the past days, he did not carry a briefcase, but a one-handed sword in a scabbard.

Linguang's one-handed sword.

94. Margaret’s Vision

The cheers rose and fell with each other, and the sound waves came overwhelmingly like a tsunami, one after another, shaking the eardrums.

It wasn't until entering the VIP room that the noisy sound suddenly slowed down and was isolated by Columbia's latest technology sound-absorbing materials.

The person in charge of Yanblade Arena who led the way bowed and said before closing the door:

"If you two have any needs, you can call me at any time. The Flame Blade Arena will provide you with a home away from home service."

squeak……

The door is closed.

Looking at the room covered with white velvet carpets and with a huge floor-to-ceiling window on one wall, Zhou Cheng sighed:

"After all these years, I didn't expect that you still have a lot of face."

"Are you kidding me?"

First she responded to the joke with a joke, and then she returned to being serious. Margaret shook her head slightly and said:

"They know I'm out and should take action soon."

After all, they were a little too aboveboard when they came, and they even posted the information online themselves.

Zhou Cheng raised his hand to hold the air, and all the monitors in the room shattered in the next second. Then he stepped forward and sat on the soft massage chair, stretched his body and leaned on the back of the chair, and asked casually:

"So, this is part of your plan?"

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the knights had not yet boarded the arena, and several staff were preparing the field and laying obstacles.

Margaret also walked up and sat down on another chair. She was wearing hard armor and could not feel the softness underneath her body. She also held the hilt of the sword in her hand, as if she was the knight who was about to duel with someone. Now Watch the arena as carefully as you observe your opponents and the field.

Hearing Zhou Cheng's question, Knight Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, then calmed down again, and answered sincerely:

"It's not that...actually, I didn't think about it specifically."

"Aha?"

"I know roughly what will happen, but I haven't thought about the specifics."

The knight, who took everything seriously, said something that went against his character, and reluctantly explained the reason before Zhou Cheng raised the question:

"The doctor had the plan all prepared, and she told me that all I needed to do was make a decision and go up."

Margaret's tactical planning is still very good, but it is not enough for the most outstanding chess player in this land.

The doctor didn't say what the specific plan was. It was obvious that what she planned to do did not require too much intervention from Knight Yao.

Of course, it is also possible that the Doctor specifically avoided directing too many people over whom he had no authority to command.It doesn't matter what happens anyway, Zhou Cheng believes that the doctor can definitely handle these things.

Picking up the phone and looking through the agent's previous report, she found that the recovered Wuxia Alliance was now under the command of the doctor. At her request, they were broken into pieces and scattered throughout the economic center of the Great Knight Territory, like a big sheet. Wangwang lives in the building of the Chamber of Commerce.

She was trying to block the door, and immediately raised all the red dots before the other party turned into a red name and acted strangely.

The positions of these 'networks' are definitely not arranged randomly. The doctor must have fully understood and analyzed them before arranging people to each point.

Zhou Cheng knew what he was doing, and typed to tell the agent to wait until the conflict started to help him pay attention to the doctor's actions. Then he put down his phone, looked at the knight sitting upright and upright next to him, and asked:

"So what do you decide to do?"

"How to do it……"

Chewing on this word, Margaret hesitated a little, raised her arm and put the back of her hand covered with gloves against her chin, and after a while she slowly said:

"I'm actually still a little confused. I know what I need to do to make Casimir better, just like I saw Kazdale and Drak with my own eyes, but I don't know if I should do it.

"After all, Casimir is not my Casimir, and besides, I am somewhat sorry for Mr. Russell."

"I understand, you think this is a 'snatching and robbery', right?"

Hearing Zhou Cheng express some of his concerns, Margaret nodded slightly, then shook her head slightly, and said slowly in a steady voice:

"I don't mind in a similar way to 'grabbing,' and I'm not really going to rob, what I'm thinking is - I want to return Casimir to the people, can I do that?"

"Huh? You can do whatever you want." Zhou Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said calmly, "Don't look at Draco and Kazdaele trying to gain more power, that's just what Tallulah and Theresia mean. I don’t care, these two countries can’t bring me anything.”

He thought that Knight Yao was worried about himself.

After all, the current situation of Drake and Kazdel is very much like being indirectly controlled by him... No, it's not like that, this is clearly a fact.

As long as it does not violate Tallulah and Theresia's principles too much, Zhou Cheng believes that it will be okay even if he asks them to go to war with Colombia or Victoria.

But Margaret shook her head again.

The knight's beautiful, generous and handsome face showed a little thought and softness, and her soft cherry lips were slightly opened, and she spoke in a clear voice:

“I believe in you, just as I believe in The Shining, and that’s not my concern.

"Casimir has always been an oppressed society, and knight families used to exploit civilians. Although what they did is far from what I think knights are, people like that are far better than knights like 'Linguang' Most of them are indisputable facts.

"I have always upheld virtue and justice, but I think... 'nobility' and 'capital', no matter what, do not belong to the common people."

She has seen many things, from Kazdaele's centralized power to Drak's imperial supremacy, all of which have abandoned a bloated and complicated system, thus bursting out with new vitality.

Zhou Cheng nodded slightly, thought for a moment, and asked:

"Do you want to completely return the country to the civilian population?"

"If possible." Knight Yao looked calm.

She could have used the power of Iron-Blooded Heavy Industries to become Casimir's new emperor, and then emulate Kazdel and Drak to prosper, but she didn't want to be the one standing on top of everyone.

It's not that I'm extremely disgusted, but I just don't want to, so I put it forward.

She believed she could get the answer from him.

"Well, of course you can do that." Zhou Cheng waved his hand.

He looked out the floor-to-ceiling window. The staff on the arena had already left, and the knight was taking the stage.

The weak and quiet candlelight shines with gentle brilliance.

He sat calmly on the chair, holding his face with one hand, admiring Elafia's elegant figure, and his tone rarely became more serious and said:

"You know, Margaret, with just one year's treasury income of the entire country, you can create a lie that the vast majority of people will believe, and such a lie is enough to drag the entire country into the abyss.

“People are not stupid, but when too many people gather together, they become blind and follow the herd.

"Of course I agree with your views on 'nobility' and 'capital', but you are going too far to turn the entire political system over.

"It's just a little suggestion. No matter what you do in the future, I will support you. I am even willing to clean up the mess that will definitely happen in the future for you.

"What do you think? Margaret."

95. Conversation between uncle and niece

Halfway through the game, there was only one person left in the VIP box. The knight in shining armor sat on the chair at a loss, with his head lowered and thinking.

She thought that if it were not for Zhou Cheng's support and the Iron Blood Heavy Industry, she might just follow a path where she would turn herself into firewood and devote herself to lighting up an unknown road.

Today's Casimir is being squeezed and exploited by capital, and while he is advancing rapidly, he is becoming less and less human. However, this era is not simply brought about by a business federation or a few of its directors.

It is everyone living in the city who chooses Casimir today.

Because they obey, capital can develop so wildly.

To change Casimir, you need to change people's minds and let them understand what is 'right' and what is 'wrong'.

"Can I do it? Or, can I do it by myself?"

Margaret asked herself this.

She didn't get an answer and didn't need an answer.

Getting to know Shining and Zhou Cheng has been part of Margaret's life. It is not shameful to rely on the power of "friends". Since you can do better, there is no need to settle for second best.

"but……"

I think I can.

It’s just that I don’t want to see such a scene.

"..."

Margaret suddenly wanted to meet Shining. Although they had just had dinner together this morning, she now wanted to talk to her about something, even if it was just a few words about things that neither of them were very interested in.

At this time, the battle on the arena has also entered a fever pitch. With the candlelight as the center, a large amount of energy is gathering and collapsing. Under the advanced Origin Stone technology from Leitania, the candlelight has two opposite qualities: weak and dazzling at the same time. nature.

The candlelight attracted Knight Yao's attention. She stood up and looked. Opposite the elegant Elafia, a Bucket Knight was also releasing the Origin Stone skill, with a large number of rocks blocking him.

There was no sound in the private room, but there were speakers connected to the arena, but they didn't turn them on.

Margaret was about to turn on the stereo, but at this moment there was the sound of the door opening behind her. She looked back and saw a middle-aged man who was too tall and looked a little thin standing there.

One side of his eyes was covered with hair, and the other side was exposed with deep eyes. His face was relatively clean, and his expression was as silent as that of a patrolling dean, so silent that it made people feel stressed.

In his hand, the one-handed sword lay quietly in the scabbard, and the metal wrist guard exuded the hot smoke of someone's Origin Stone skill.

Looking at each other, the two of them were silent together.

Maena stood at the door and looked at her. He thought that his niece was either at a loss or arguing with reason, but he never thought that the sharp-edged Glory Knight would be so calm.

Finally, Margaret spoke and broke the silence.

Just like an ordinary family reunion, a soft smile appeared on the knight's heroic face and he said softly:

"Long time no see, Uncle Maena."

"You have changed a lot. It seems that you encountered many things when you left." Maena said lightly.

He looked at his niece standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Her majestic silver armor was shining brightly, and the look on her face was as determined as the sword in her hand.

And her eyes were as bright as the sun.

That was the Pegasus bloodline of the Linguang family boiling. She made a choice that was in line with her own heart, and the bloodline responded to her.

Although she didn't know what happened, at this moment she reminded Maena of her father, the mythical Cyril Linguang among the knights in the war.

There are just some similarities...but this similarity has never been seen in him or Margaret's father.

The Linguang family's bloodline is not great, but the person who can respond to this noble knight's bloodline must be great.

"I hope what you encountered has taught you to calm down. You should know what it means for you to appear in the Grand Knights Territory. Don't tell me that you just returned here on impulse."

"I know." Margaret remained calm, "I know everything I will face, and I am ready to face it."

"I still respect you as much as I did in the past, and I hope to have your support, uncle."

Ma Enna frowned slightly, thinking of the guards in Linguang's mansion who made his hair stand on end, and asked:

"Respect means nothing to me. You seem to no longer hold the unrealistic ideas you once had, but I always feel...have you become more unrealistic?

"Why did you come back here?"

If he just wanted to burn himself, it would not be easy to ignite the Pegasus blood flowing in Linguang's body.