Arknights Welcome to Terra Continent

"Haha, have you learned how to preach now? Have the days of exile made you a teacher?"

The Left Hand Knight laughed, laughing wildly.

"Titus, why do you let those labels hold you back?"

"It's no use talking more!"

The Left-Handed Knight interrupted Margaret and took a stance.

"Let us...deal this out in the most ancient way. A single charge will suffice."

Margaret raised her head and stared at the knight in front of her who was about to make a final struggle.

"as you wish."

Taking the same stance as the left-hand knight, Margaret was also ready to go.

"I will...trample everything about you!"

The light swallowed up everything about the Left-Hand Knight in an instant. This time, he fainted before he could even see the back of the Knight of Glory, and fell heavily on the stage.

Weapons that were broken into two pieces and protective gear that had fallen from somewhere, with horrible marks on them, also fell on the field.

There was silence in the audience, and then thunderous cheers broke out immediately.

Even through a layer of soundproof glass, the cheers still reached the room where the Candle Knight was.

There was a faint smile on her face, as if she was happy about the victory of the Knight of Glory.

"Sir Candle Knight, I'm sorry for not welcoming you. Who are you looking for?"

The sweaty person in charge rushed over after receiving the news and asked awkwardly.

"It's okay. I acted rashly without informing you. And I just wanted to take a look at the figure of the Brilliant Knight."

Unfortunately, I arrived a little late and only saw the last part of the game.

"Thank you very much for your understanding!"

Oh, if only all knights were as considerate as Lady Viviana.

The person in charge couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"It's been so long since the game ended, the Knights should have left the court."

Candle Knight asked, and she should also go to the exit passage to wait.

"Yes, it's almost time."

The person in charge glanced at the time and thought that if he went there now, he would be able to meet the Radiant Knight.

"Ah, the crowd has all gone, so I'll take my leave now."

The Candle Knight saluted gracefully, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Ah, sir, let me lead the way for you."

"Excuse me."

The person in charge led the Candle Knight around the crowded crowd and headed towards Margaret through the employee passage.

"It seems like there are more reporters surrounding the Knights of Glory today. What's going on?"

The person in charge looked at the crowded crowd and muttered to himself in confusion.

"After all, this is the first official match of the Brilliant Knights Special Tournament. Those reporters can't wait to interview her."

Candle Knight sighed and spoke, and at the same time, a bold idea came into her mind.

................

"Oh, sorry, please make way."

Margaret, who was blocked by reporters and fans, said helplessly.

But how could those reporters miss such a great opportunity? After all, Knight Yao had refused almost all scheduled meetings and various publicity events, and it was impossible to find her normally.

Want to run now? No way!

"Ms. Margaret, what do you think of the death of the infected knight in the arena? Will it affect you?"

"Sir Knight Yao, do you have anything to say about the Knights Association's recent actions? Will infection or not really become an unfair factor?"

"Ms. Margaret! Would you mind telling us about your infection status? Is it irresponsible of the Knights Association to keep this a secret and be rude to the audience and other knights?"

This reporter is really bold to ask such a rude question.

"Yes, and some people have witnessed that you seem to have close contact with several Sarkaz. Who are they to you? Please explain!"

Sarkaz!?

The crowd exclaimed in surprise. Even children of seven or eight years old knew what the three words "Sarkaz" stood for.

There is no doubt that they are the infected, even Casimir, no, that's not right, most people in this land seem to assume that the Sarkaz were born infected.

In short, just stay as far away as possible from people with strange horns.

"Sir Knight Yao, are you interested in becoming the new spiritual leader of the Infected Knights and the second Blood Knight?"

"I will not answer your questions."

Margaret just shook her head. There was no point in wasting time on such boring questions. What's more, any statement she made might have an adverse effect on the infected people.

"Do you agree to the answers to those questions? Also, about the Sarkaz..."

But someone's sudden appearance immediately attracted the attention of all reporters.

"Nice to meet you, Lord Lin Guang."

Candle Knight finally came to the rescue, but unfortunately, Margaret didn't recognize her yet.

“You are…………?”

The reporter next to him answered this question for Candle Knight.

"Candle Knight Droste! Candle Knight is waiting for Radiance Knight outside the arena!"

"Quick, give me the schedule! That's right, they will meet on the field later, take a picture of it, take a picture of it!"

Flashes of light brighter than Margaret's Originium Technique immediately surrounded the two.

"Can we have a chat for a moment?"

Candle Knight asked, a smile on his face.

"You don't want to be harassed by the media anymore, do you?"

Hiss, why does this sound a bit weird?

"I see, let's go somewhere else."

Margaret nodded and agreed to Candle Knight's request.

Although the two had never met before, Margaret's first impression of the Candle Knight was not bad.

"Oh, sorry, please don't get too close. The media Q&A will be held at another time later. Please be patient."

The person in charge also rushed to the scene panting. He really couldn't keep up with the Candle Knight's pace. It seemed as if the Candle Knight was leading the way for him.

But at least he did create an opportunity for Margaret and Viviana to leave.

Soon, Viviana brought Margaret to her room. Although it was just a temporary resting place, it had all the necessary things and could even be said to be quite luxurious.

Motioning for Margaret to take a seat, Viviana sat down opposite Margaret and looked at her intently.

As if she realized that her look was a little impolite, Viviana smiled apologetically.

"Excuse me............"

In Margaret's memory, there was no such person as Casimir, and just by observing the other party's horns, one could draw a conclusion that the other party was not Casimir, but most likely from Leithania.

"You are a knight, right? I wonder who you are......?"

Is it called Candle Knight? It sounds like a good title.