this is my ark journey

Ren glanced at her and spread his hands: "You know that the so-called wolf knight is just a disguise, and everything is fake, but it's just that the prison officials think it's a rare commodity, and they haven't dismantled it."

"Cold interests do not represent what you do." Linguang smiled and asked seriously: "Your Excellency, what do you think a knight should be?"

This is to test me?Still want to test?

In the sense of scheming, Kaliska's matter is very serious. Ren cleverly took advantage of the struggle between the two factions in this country and successfully fabricated a false identity, but for Yao Knight, the starting point is more important.

"A class in the past, a profession in the present, the battle between the Correctional Council and the Chamber of Commerce is a change between the ruler and the ruled." Ren saw the disappointment on the face of Yao Knight. His rationality was indeed biased, but he changed the subject immediately.

"Knights will decay, capital will fall, but spirit and virtue will never fade!"

Chapter 350 The One Who Knows You Best Is Always the Enemy!

Knights will decay, but virtue and spirit will live forever.

This seems to be contemptuous of the knights, but it also seems to affirm their value. Yao Knight said this sentence in his heart, feeling that it coincides with each other, but it is fundamentally different.

"You mean the knight itself is just a symbol?"

Ren glanced at her. After all, he had been in the integration movement for so long, and he had already formed a theoretical system. After a little thought, he opened his mouth and said, "Civilization is thriving, and cities are moving forward with a bang. The farm and castle are backward, and anyone with a normal IQ will not believe it. If it is said that knights only exist in virtue, then the farmer who was hanged on the outer wall of the castle will definitely cry about his experience."

"Margaret, believe me, the knight class will never come back."

Linguang didn't speak, thinking of his uncle's final conclusion and what he saw along the way, he nodded solemnly: "I don't intend to let Kasimir's dregs return."

"Well, that's why I told you this." Ren looked at the happy people at the other end of the bonfire, thinking that if Linguang was only fighting for the authority of the Prison Council, then he would not waste a bit of saliva and treat it as a tool for profit Just use it.

"A knight is a noble person who illuminates the earth. I like this sentence very much. If it is the Supervisory Committee that does evil, you will draw out your long sword without hesitation. Tell me, what is your ideal?"

Yao Knight raised his head, his meaning is self-evident, this idealist has surpassed his own class, and is essentially the same as Tallulah.

"I want to use my sword to light the lighthouse and illuminate the road ahead. Even if no one will walk this road, but at least thinking of me, thousands of people will have the motivation to move forward." Margaret's ideal is full of vigor .

She walked out of the greenhouse to travel the land, tasted the darkness, the only thing she lacked was summarizing what she got. If it wasn't for Tracy's business, she might not come back until a few years later, so that she could pass on what she got to everyone.

"Well, history is always spiraling, there is no absolute evil, and there is no absolute good. Burn yourself to illuminate the weak, and tell them that their fate is in their own hands." Ashes, who has always been the guide, agreed, but soon shook his head. Shake your head.

"But it's not enough. You give the pickaxes to the weak and teach them to break down rock walls, but you don't teach them how to build a new home."

"Then may I ask what can be done?" Margaret asked for advice, she hadn't thought of the last step yet.

"Use the advanced to defeat the backward, and use the economic base to determine the superstructure." Ren's words touched the blind spot of Yao Knight's knowledge. Seeing that confused face, he took out a crudely made brochure from his arms.

Looking at the red cover, Linguang immediately realized: "A brochure for the Ursus integration movement?"

An incident of her travels in Ursus is related to this.

"Well, what the Chamber of Commerce and those knights who want to reverse history are most afraid of. Since both are your enemies, you must take a look at what the enemy is afraid of. Maybe you can find the answer."

Their eyes met, and they could see each other's solemnity. After a few seconds, Yao Knight slowly reached out and took the brochure, stuffing it into the gap of the armor.

"I'll see, Lord Wolf Knight."

"Well, take a break and let me watch the night instead." Ren is not engaged in pyramid schemes, and it has nothing to do with him whether he has an answer or not.

Just like Chuhuo, the truth is there, he just provided a shortcut, and someone will always get the truth.

"Wait." Linguang stopped the other party, beat his chest with his right hand and saluted, "You are a real knight."

Regardless of this person's identity, race, or whether he is recognized by the association, what he has done is enough to be worthy of the word 'knight'.

"It's my honor." Ren nodded gracefully, before turning around, he left a sentence.

"You too."

Ashes seldom praises a person, but Margaret Linguang is undoubtedly one of the few sober people in this country. She is high-spirited, unafraid of suffering and darkness, has experienced hunger and suffering, and maintains basic rationality.

Leaving aside the competitive knights who are obsessed with money, the same is true for those knights who are on guard at the frontier fortresses. They believe that the source of all evil lies in the Chamber of Commerce, and they wish to dismember all the large domestic enterprises. This is not enough for Rennes.

The economy must be exchanged, and enterprises must be reorganized eventually. Unless the knights stop all commercial activities, abolish coins, and simply return to the primitive society of bartering, but in this case, what will they use to resist the invasion of neighboring countries?

Ren climbed up the treetops and looked at the brightly lit Glory Avenue a few kilometers away. Because of the reorganization of the four cities, the vehicles on it were constantly flowing, and the air was filled with the smell of money.

At this moment, what if any war hero jumped out against competitive competition?From hoteliers to truck drivers, it would be a shame not to jump out and drown you in spittle.

Why is the Prison Council so weak? It’s not because what they want to do is on the opposite side of these people. No matter what organization or knight order, or even the country of Casimir, all things are composed of people, and force and heroes Can't fight this wave.

"It's so troublesome. Fortunately, I'm only responsible for providing shortcuts." Ashes sighed, even He above the sky has a body, and this monster called 'Society' is the most powerless.

Is Margaret coming?Hope you get something out of it.

Ashes closed his eyes, feeling the breeze of summer. The brochure was written by him silently. Without this shortcut, it would be enough for Taira to spend several "Children of Destiny" in his life to come to a conclusion.

In Ursas, Tallulah is practicing, but in Kasimir, it is undoubtedly best for Linguang, the famous knight of Yao, to do it.

The truth of thought is there, as for the other truth necessary in practice——

Ashes held the sword and spear.

"Let me do it too."

......

Kavaleriaki, the core city.

The decoration of the huge office is simple and elegant, without a trace of gold, but everything inside is more precious than gold.

Carpets from the Golden City of Sargon, works of Victorian masters of painting, okaki used as tributes to the royal family in the depths of Yan Kingdom, and famous knives forged by masters of Dongguo, these things piled up to form a kind of implicit luxury, but this This kind of luxury requires a certain appreciation ability to see.

Kane Gleizman's silver hair was still combed meticulously, holding a delicate receiver in one hand and Bolivar's cigar in the other.

"Your Excellency, the Knight Commander, the Federation is not interested in the issue of the Wolf Knight, but I have to remind you that the Federation is not fighting for power with the Supervisory Council. Sooner or later, the flames of Ursus will reach here, and it will completely overturn Kasimir's current situation." There is order, and we are not the only ones whose interests will be damaged. Yes, I hope to further unite, and it would be best if you can arrange for me to meet with His Excellency the Grand Knight Commander."

After a lengthy conversation, he hung up the phone and rubbed his swollen temples before looking up.

There was a figure on the opposite side of the desk. He was wearing a black linen cloak, completely covering his face and figure. Only the black longbow on the back of his waist was extremely eye-catching.

"The Superintendent once again denied the existence of the wolf knight?" the man asked in a low voice.

"Those knight commanders are just our allies, not subordinates. Giving money is not as quick as stealing money." Kane sneered and poured two glasses of Gallic brandy.

The man didn't reach for it, and sneered, "So you want to negotiate with Ioletta Russell?"

"No, I just want to confuse her not to cross the line at this juncture. The executive meeting some time ago has already decided to fight. It is best to take this opportunity to completely control Kasimir."

"I'm a little anxious, Sarkaz is an outsider after all, his combat power is doubtful, and he is not trustworthy."

"I don't want to get entangled endlessly. I have made up my mind since the grand master rejected the proposal at the last liaison meeting." Kane picked up the cup and saluted it, and the ice cubes in the cup rang, "The knight will be defeated by the times." Elimination, I am worried that they will perish together at the end of the road."

"Mobilize the Conquest Knights? With all due respect, there are many ways to deal with it. Even physically eliminating the board of directors is useless."

"Can I think this is the arrogance of 'Xuan Tie'?" The chairman smiled.

"You're joking again." Xuan Tie pointed to the French window behind the man, outside the window was dimly lit and full of people's voices, "The Federation has never relied on the Alliance without Heroes."

The swords of the knights of war are indeed sharp and unparalleled.

I can ignore the ruling of the National Council, I can kill the people who are passionate, I can kill everyone in this building, I can uproot the Wuxu League, but the sword can't plow the land, can't maintain the economy, and I don't know how to run a company .

Swallowing the behemoth of the Chamber of Commerce will only accelerate the decay of the knights, and when the hungry citizens start to complain, their roar will be the cry of the birth of the next Federation.

Kane, nicknamed 'Reporter', smiled veiledly and raised his glass again. This is what they depend on for survival. Food, entertainment, living supplies, and convenient urban technology, the invisible hands of the Federation are all over Casimir. To get rid of it can only be reborn.

It is not difficult to scrape off a layer of skin with force, but where is the road ahead? Is it possible for urban beauties to return to be village girls and stock analysts to farm?

"Ioletta Russell didn't dare to do this, so the way to die together is not to fight the Knights, but to Ursus."

Xuan Tie's next words made the smile on Kane's face disappear, his face was frosty, and the hidden anger seemed to burn everyone to death.

He got up slowly, put down his wine glass, extinguished his cigar, and took out a book from the bookcase occupying one wall. This book had a delicate red cover, and two words were written in gold letters——

"politics".

A forbidden book in Terra, its packaging is so exquisite that it is a collectible, and it is completely different from the crude works circulated among the people, but it is such a forbidden book that appears in the office of the rich man in Casimir , and look at the signs of wear and tear, it is obvious that it is often flipped through.

"Chairman Gretzman, you have violated the National Council's Decree No. 282." Xuan Tie's tone was tinged with sarcasm.

"I not only violated it, but also recited most of the chapters." As a double doctor of media studies and philosophy at Casimir University, he smiled reservedly.

"That doesn't sound like a pleasant reading experience."

In terms of theoretical knowledge, Sona can only be regarded as an apprentice who has not yet started in front of the chairman, and this legendary businessman who started from scratch, mixed in various industries, and finally controlled Casimir's mouthpiece held his head high, and said word by word: " I must know myself better than the enemy!"

Xuan Tie nodded, and his voice was relaxed: "Well, the discussion about big government and small government in Chapter [-] of the fourth volume is unacceptable to the Federation, and it is also a price you cannot afford. I think the members of the Supervisory Committee It must be heartbreaking to read this chapter."

Kane twitched, and the content of the chapter automatically appeared in his mind.

Capital must be developed in a controlled manner. A qualified government must establish a regulatory agency to regulate the market economy through administrative means. Important industries such as people's livelihood, national defense, and media must be state-owned, and tax rates must be adjusted according to economic development, such as tobacco and gaming. Profitable industries should levy a tax rate of more than 90% to ensure that what is taken from the people is used by the people.

This is scraping their flesh and drinking their blood. Although 90.00% of the tax is still earned, why should most of the money be given to the poor?Shouldn't this kind of thing be handed over to a charity fund to gain fame?

Publication censorship is even more fundamental. The 'journalist' must not only become the mouthpiece of Casimir, but also the mouthpiece of the earth!

"This fire must not start in Casimir!" Kane gritted his teeth and roared, "This is a trample on honor, a blasphemy against tradition, and it will cause immeasurable losses to the country!"

honor?Tradition?

Xuan Tie wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. Why did Casimir's business expand so fast? It wasn't because the knights packed up and handed over the power to the subordinates. The tax rate was so low that the supervision department was useless.

In the end, even the rations of the Knights of the Conquest had to be generously donated by the Federation.

"According to the statement in that book, all violent institutions must be nationalized, and the Wuxu League doesn't want to lose their jobs." Xuan Tie held the longbow, and as the leader of the assassins who depended on the Federation to survive, he expressed his attitude:

"Since some knights still have naive ideas and will give that fire a chance, let's sweep them into the trash."

"It's the right choice. We want to make Casimir a monolith. As the forefront of fighting against that fire, we are not alone. Even our colleagues in Colombia have let go of their prejudices." Kane opened his arms facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if Embracing this prosperous city.

"Even the giants in Colombia helped?" Xuan Tie's eyes flickered, he knew that the Chamber of Commerce was like a harmless little animal compared to the giants.

Those giants really controlled the political situation, and there was no need for the Wuxuan League. There were countless monsters in the company's property.

"Competition in business is not worth mentioning." Kane tapped the red cover of the book with his hand, "This is the price."

The truth always offends people.

Capitalists, assassins, magic wands, conservative knights, Sarkaz warlords, they will not sit idly by.

Xuan Tie finally stretched out his hand and raised the wine glass whose ice cubes were about to melt.

"Then let us unite."

Ding.

The wine glasses collided, Kane took a sip, and warned: "Keep an eye on the group of infected people, don't let them go out of the rules, and don't give the prison council an excuse to mobilize the knights to fight."

When the wine glass fell to the ground, the black iron had disappeared, only a murmur came from the open door along with the sound of the wind.

"clear."

Come and go without a trace, this is the Xuantie leader of the Wuzhou League, and also the last card of this killer organization.

No one knows whether the Xuan Tie is the three, who selected him, and how long he has existed. Anyway, the person who tried to inquire about this secret has long since died.

The curious inverted triangle structure seems to be more powerful as it goes up, but the black iron man came to the roof, and the night wind howling hundreds of meters above.

He faced the lights of thousands of houses and talked to himself against the sound of the wind.

"Things have been discussed, as he expected, Casimir is Ashes' mortal enemy."

"It seems that we don't need to take action against the Federation." An old voice came down the wind, and a crooked figure stood on the right side of the roof.

The same style of black cloak, exactly the same aura, only holding a short black bow in his hand.

"Then will He come?" Another crisp female voice rang out. On the left edge of the roof, a slender, dark figure was sitting on the edge of the eaves, swinging his legs back and forth hundreds of meters above the sky.

"He is the Pope after all, he will not come in person, and there is no need to come." Xuan Tie, who was holding a longbow, shook his head, and said again: "Tracey took the inheritance of Quilon, how should we deal with it? No matter what, we are also Sarkaz, and we must meet."

"That's your business. You are the representative among the three of us."

Longbow Xuantie spread his hands in a very humane way: "Is there any difference between me and you?"

As the voice fell, old and crisp laughter sounded from the rooftop at the same time, mixed with the wind, making it difficult to distinguish. The answer is simple——

There is no difference.

Chapter 350 Burn the city to ashes!

Every three years, the Great Knights of Cavaleria are connected with three mobile cities selected by all Casimirs to form a giant metropolitan area. Dozens of knight arenas are all open, and countless competitive knights Sprinkle sweat and blood inside, welcome cheers and harvest glory.

Countless skyscrapers flickering lights, giant display screens broadcast the schedule, players and various advertisements, explosive information spread by the media, from relevant government decisions to lace news about participating knights, almost blowing the minds of the Casimirs fill up.

Knights have been integrated into all aspects of this country. Over the past 60 years, through the hands of the Chamber of Commerce, these killing machines far away from ordinary people have entered the public eye. Various data analysis and peripheral products have knocked down the former ruling class from the altar.

They are no longer mysterious, and they dare not be tyrannical, because the income of knights is linked to their popularity, and in addition to the "powerful" core, they also need to manage human settings. There is no difference between idol groups.