Chapter 324

"Yes, come back to save her sister."

"Save Maria?"

"Yes, it might have been the Knight Association or the Commercial Union who orchestrated that battle. The audience thought Maria fighting two against one was just a gimmick. But anyone with eyes could see it was a dead end. If left unchecked, she would definitely be either dead or seriously injured."

Sona shook her head speechlessly and sighed:

"Are these guys no longer trying to hide it?"

The Grey Fur Knight shrugged, neither confirming nor denying:

"Perhaps what we perceive as the lower limit is actually their upper limit. The dirty tricks targeting Competitive Knight happen in almost every Knight Competition. It's just that they weren't as obvious before, but now they're being pushed to the limit."

"Sigh, is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

"For us, it's definitely a good thing. The higher-ups can't hold back, so we have the opportunity to find loopholes and collect evidence, so that they'll suffer a lot."

By the way, Commander. How's your investigation going regarding the fake fan attack on Farfang Knight?

"As expected, it was the Armored Unarmored Alliance who did it. The Wild Mane Knight discovered their small force, which is why they didn't meet up with us at the boarding area. Little Grey, before leaving Kazimierz, I think it's necessary to expose this assassin organization to the public. It's best to keep this away from the Lucky Knight; there's no need to involve him."

"Okay, Commander, I'll do whatever you say."

July 7th, 3:15 pm

After leaving the Blazing Arena, Maria and her group drove back to the Nearl Family's old house in the city.

There's no way around it; almost everyone in Cavaleria knows the Bright Knight is back. Meeting him at Martin's Bar would only cause him trouble.

Margaret returns to her familiar mansion, and those long-forgotten memories begin to surface one by one.

The loquat tree in the courtyard has grown so big. The layout of the house is still the same as before.

She seemed to have developed ADHD, touching and looking at everything, her eyes never stopping.

Maria smiled, clearly very happy.

"Sister, you haven't been home for six years."

"Yes, it's been six years."

It will be six years from when Margaret won the 22nd Knight Competition.

She was a very popular contestant at the time, but was forced to leave her hometown due to contracting Originium-related illness.

He later joined Rhodes Island, traveling throughout the island and frequently participating in dangerous events.

Six years, do you know what those six years were like...?

Oh well, never mind.

Margaret went to the side room, where there were markings on the pillars indicating her sister's height. After not seeing her for several years, her sister had almost caught up to her, differing by only three or four centimeters at most.

"Maria, you've really grown up."

Hearing Margaret's remark, she chuckled:

"Sis, how long will you be staying this time? If you have enough time, stay a few more days."

Your uncle often works overtime and comes home very late. If you go to bed early, you almost never see him. This time, you can't leave without saying goodbye like you did six years ago.

"Okay, Maria, I promise you. Actually, I came back this time at the Doctor's request. He reached an agreement with the higher-ups of the Supervision Committee, hoping that I would return to the arena."

"Huh?!"

Maria tilted her head back upon hearing this, finding it unbelievable:

"So, does that mean I'll be able to compete against my sister in the future?"

"Hmm, maybe there will be such an opportunity."

"But the preliminary rounds of the special tournament have already been over for several days. If you come back now, can you still participate in the round of 32 to 16?"

In response to her sister's question, Margaret explained:

"Well, since it's a commission from the Supervision Committee, they should pave the way for my return to the competition."

The Supervision Committee is the highest administrative body in Kazimierz and has sharp conflicts with the Commercial Union.

On the surface, the Knight Competition is a commercial project that everyone can participate in, but in reality, it is a game of vying for power.

The higher a player's ranking, the greater their influence in the National Assembly, the highest judicial body in Kazimierz.

What appears to be a battle between Competitive Knight is actually a contest between political forces behind the scenes.

In recent years, the Supervision Committee has begun to find it increasingly difficult to suppress the power of the Commercial Union. Coincidentally, Rhodes Island came to Cavaleria, so they sent the Doctor to help them achieve good results.

In exchange, the Supervision Committee offered a reward that Margaret could not refuse.

"Sister, look at this outfit I'm wearing. I borrowed your armor, you won't blame me..."

As Maria was speaking, a stern voice suddenly interrupted the sisters' heartwarming moment.

"Margaret!"

She turned around at the sound and met Maena's sharp gaze, which immediately made her look away in fear.

"Uncle?! Shouldn't you be at work at this time? What's going on...?"

"Quiet!"

Maena interrupted Maria, glaring angrily:

"Margaret, why did you go back to Kazimierz? Do you know how much your father, your grandfather, paid to send you away?"

"You still dare to show up here so arrogantly? Do you think the association isn't watching?"

Margaret didn't want to explain too much to her uncle; their disagreements were nothing new. She simply stated the purpose of her return, as a way of giving him closure.

"I will participate in the Knight Competition."

"Don't push your luck, it's impossible!"

"Uncle, I will win this year's Knight Competition championship and restore the glory of the Nearl Family."

Such glory is meaningless.

"Yes, everything has its purpose. After so many years of trials, I am no longer the Bright Knight I once was. I am confident that I can defeat all my opponents and restore the former glory of the Nearl Family."

Inside the hotel, Shi Lei suddenly sneezed.

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"Margaret, the Nearl Family is doing well now and doesn't need you to revive their meaningless glory."

I came here immediately after receiving your message. There's still a lot of paperwork waiting for me to finish at the office. I'll just say one thing: leave Kazimierz before things get out of control. Since you've managed to survive outside for six years, don't come back!

Seeing Maena constantly driving her sister away, Maria couldn't stand it anymore and chimed in:

"Uncle, how could you say that?"

Margaret raised her hand and pressed down, signaling her sister to stop:

"Uncle, I understand your hard work over the years and the sacrifices you have made for the family. However, I have a reason to come back. If we can achieve a good result in this year's Knight Competition' Tournament, the Supervision Committee promises to change the status quo of the Kazimierz infected in the future."

"Hmm, the Supervision Committee?"

Upon hearing this, Maena almost laughed in anger:

"You still cling to unrealistic fantasies, preferring to believe them rather than heed my advice."

Margaret met his gaze, her stance unchanged:

"Uncle, I've been through a lot over the years. I've witnessed the cruelty of war and the hope that emerges from despair. I'm not participating in the Knight Competition solely for the glory of the Nearl Family. The infected in Kazimierz need me to stand up, so I will fight for them."

"Need you? Don't talk big. The plight of those infected won't change because of your efforts."

"I don't expect the situation of those infected to return to what it was before. But some things have to be done."

Seeing that her attempts to persuade her niece were futile, Maena frowned in anguish, then suddenly opened her eyes:

"Draw your sword, Margaret. If you can't learn what it means to give up, only I can teach you. It's better to fall by my sword than to die in an empty alley."

Margaret was completely unfazed, and drew her blade. The radiance emanating from her body was like the dazzling sun descending.

"Uncle, as you wish."

July 7th, 4:10 pm

Cavaleria, headquarters building of the Supervision Committee.

The leaders of the Commercial Union are ostensibly a few spokespeople. The financial backers, however, operate behind the scenes, using them as their mouthpieces to the outside world.

But the Supervision Committee different; as the highest administrative body in Kazimierz, it has only one leader.

Grand Knight Commander, Iolete Russell.

Today, she personally greeted and escorted the two distinguished guests from Rhodes Island to the prepared luxury suite:

"Please come in, this is your accommodation. Miss Amiya, the Doctor involved in the medical project do not live on this floor; they have been assigned to the twelfth floor."

Amiya bowed slightly, very politely.

Thank you for reminding me.

"Hehe, no need to be so polite."

Iolete smiled kindly, looking at her like an elder looking at a well-behaved child:

"I never imagined that the leader of Rhodes Island would be such a lovely girl named Casters. If I had a granddaughter, she would be about your age by now."

Amiya didn't know how to respond, and shyly hid behind the Doctor, whose face was covered by a hood.

Seeing this, Iolete stopped teasing her. She raised her right hand and pointed to the pink-haired Zhalak outside the door:

"Let me introduce you. This is Gravel. She's in charge of security for both of you while you're in Cavaleria. You can also delegate any other matters to her. I have a meeting to attend to later, so I won't be showing you around the headquarters of the Supervision Committee."

Amiya nodded in understanding:

"It's alright, I'll see you off."

"No need, it's just a short walk. I hope you have unforgettable memories in Kazimierz."

Even so, she still escorted the Grand Knight Commander to the door. Gravel, acting as a guard, consciously retreated outside.

"Miss Amiya, I'm in the room right across from you. You can come to me anytime if you need anything."

"OK."

After saying goodbye, the Little Rabbit closed the door. Her happy smile instantly turned to weariness, and she let out a long sigh.

"Call..."

The Doctor had already sat down, and seeing this, he smiled and asked:

"What's wrong? Are you nervous?"

Amiya playfully stuck out her tongue; she only acted like a child in front of the Doctor.

"Hehe, I am a little nervous. The Doctor, today's business contract negotiations depend entirely on you. If you're tired, you can go to the bedroom and rest for a while."

"I'm fine, I don't need it for now."

As usual, Doctor Kal'tsit was spending her time in the This Ship's laboratory. Amiya and the Doctor were in charge of this collaboration with the Supervision Committee.

Although he had forgotten some of his memories, his business negotiation skills remained sharp.

Amiya couldn't sit still, and after sitting on the sofa for a short while, she got up and went to the large French windows.

The lush Central Park, the bustling streets teeming with traffic. Looking down at the scene below, she placed her hands lightly on the glass and sighed:

"I've heard Miss Nearl mention her hometown, Kazimierz, several times before. But when I actually got here, I found it to be far more prosperous than I had imagined."

The Doctor nodded in approval and continued:

"I've heard that every few years, Kazimierz selects three of the mobile City-State to merge with the Core City of the Grand Knight Territory. These four mobile City-State, when combined, become the most prosperous settlements in the country."

Upon hearing this, Amiya sincerely praised her: