this is my ark journey

"I have to say, this is a genius design." Ren stood at the entrance of the city, feeling the smell of copper in his breath.

The clever use of idol worship, the people loved it, and then used the embarrassment of the Ninth Uka War to put pressure on military expenditures. At that time, the Supervisory Committee thought it was taking advantage of it, but they didn't understand that capital never invests at a loss.

"Ren, your eyes have already caught up." Skadi looked at the turbulent crowd around him. There were heavily armed knights, as well as spectators and tourists from other countries.

The fire of the soul is as dense as stars, he can't tell who is peeping, but it doesn't matter.

The apostle had already sneaked into the Grand Knight's collar with the crowd, and kept silent. Anyway, Linguang's recent investment in reading and reading has not yet come to her time.

But Ren and Skadi didn't make any cover-ups, and just walked in so openly. With their appearance, they were naturally surrounded by crowds.

"Is that considered a knight?"

"Well, it looks like an armor style that was popular more than 100 years ago. I checked it on the intercity network."

"At least 200 years ago, but why do I feel like I saw it?"

There are constant mutterings around, and the turmoil created by the wolf knight disappeared in just over a month. There is no way, only another epic can beat the epic. Now there are explosive news every day, like thousands of bards telling in your ears, Who remembers hearing it before?

Knight competition is just a platform. Knights who used to be awarded for military exploits can now obtain titles regardless of their race and origin after playing the points match. The so-called rare is the most expensive. Now knights are already rotten, and they don’t do earth-shattering things. Hard to remember.

"Extraordinary, the winner of the Flaming Blade Arena has been decided, and the Candlelight Knight from Letania wins!"

There was a burst of lamentation in the outer betting field, and many people were scolding their mothers. As a result, the winner's information was projected on the giant screen, and now there was a gasp again.

It was an extremely beautiful Elafia girl, with a curvy figure, blond hair reaching her waist, and an elegant and intellectual face.

"I admit that I have been a fan of Candlelight Knight for 20 years!"

"Loyalty to the Knight of Candlelight!"

"The peripherals of Candlelight Knight are now on sale, and you only need three hundred gold coins to join the Candlelight fan club!"

The surroundings became even more noisy, crowds of people flocked to a store, frantically buying badges, posters and even useless fan cards, no one cared what Originium skills Candlelight Knight had, how fierce the previous battle was, and who was her opponent .

That face is more attractive than the candle sword in his hand.

Vivienne Drost?

Ren also glanced at the big screen. Even if she looks like a chicken, the Federation will let her enter the main game, because the attendance rate of the game with her will definitely be full.

"What a frenzied atmosphere." Skadi looked around in confusion, seeing the replay of the battle, he only thought that the knight's origin stone skills were interesting, but he could kill him with no more than twenty swords.

"A very sad atmosphere."

Ren looked away. It would be too disdainful to look at a beautiful woman with a killer whale by his side, but he still fantasized for a moment.

If Skadi goes to the competition, she must be more popular than this Candlelight Knight. With her appearance and strength...

Thinking of this, the fantasy came to an abrupt end. Killer whales don't know much about competitions and performances, let alone using brilliant skills to increase popularity. It is estimated that one will hack and kill the other, just like an assembly line. It won't be long before Casimir becomes famous The number of knights would be extinct.

'If it's just a mess, it's not bad to send Skadi there. '

Ren thought of a way to physically eradicate competitive knights, raised his head, and saw a group of acquaintances approaching.

Fatty, who had met once before, came surrounded by him, maybe he was a little more calm when he arrived at his own territory, and stretched out his right hand from a long distance away.

"Your Excellency Wolf Knight, I didn't expect you to come to Kavaleriaki after a full month."

Ren didn't stretch out his hand, but just looked at the other party quietly, vividly interpreting the arrogance of the fighting knight.

You reckless fools shouldn't be in the Grand Knight's collar!

A trace of contempt flashed across the chubby face of the deputy minister, and he withdrew his hand without embarrassment.

"After more than a month of fierce competition, the Knights of the Infected has passed three preliminary rounds as a pilot. After accumulating enough points, they will be able to compete. But before that, I want the entry list of the Knights."

Renn's original condition was to participate in the Knights, which is also Casimir's usual practice. The points between members can be exchanged, at least one person can be guaranteed to enter the main competition stage. This is also a small trick in the competition. The knight earns points, researches the opponent casually, and saves the trump card for the main match, so as to prevent the leakage of information to the greatest extent.

Therefore, independent knights rarely produce results, unless they are outrageously strong, and all kinds of information have been thoroughly researched by others, and they are easy to be targeted.

"I will give the information, but not now." Ren simply refused.

Want to use your trump card to make achievements and build prestige among the infected?How many little squirrels can beat the foreign aid invited by the federation?

The response plan within the rules has been prepared, and the supervisor will not be left with the slightest chance to be a good person. The fat man snorted coldly in his heart, but nodded with a smile: "As long as you submit it within the specified time, by the way, Brilliant Industry The president of , would like to invite you to dinner, are you interested?"

"Not interested in."

The answer was already expected, and the fat man stopped talking, and simply said, "Then please don't regret it, Manna, and take them to the Knights' residence."

He bowed his head reservedly, turned around and left, leaving only Manna Linguang who looked like a social animal, who made a gesture in a businesslike manner.

"plz follow me."

Ren and Skadi followed, and both noticed the hidden eyes staring at them. Of course, they understood that this was a kind of temptation.

The high-rise buildings gradually receded, the hustle and bustle became difficult to hear, the houses on both sides began to be dilapidated, and the long street gradually became deserted.

The two sides had no communication all the way, until there were few pedestrians on the street and it was difficult for the stalkers to get too close, and Manna, who was walking ahead, broke the silence.

"Your little squirrels have done a lot of things recently." The man didn't look back, his back was straight, and his tail was flicking back and forth.

"I can see it." Ren replied lightly. He didn't need to open his soul vision. From the street appearance, he could see that this was an area where infected people gathered, where the neon lights of the city could not shine.

"It's a good idea to start with infected people. At least it can attract some people to do things, but the Federation also has countermeasures. You are destined to work in vain."

Every sentence of Brother Huixin is full of negative energy, as if he is sighing the dying struggle of the Supervisory Committee.

The platform of Knights Athletics is the spotlight center of Casimir. The champion is sought after by thousands of people, which to a certain extent represents the aspirations of the people. If the subordinate forces of the Supervisory Committee speak out for the infected, they will gain a lot of supporters.

It's a pity that the Prison Council mentioned by Manna does not exist, and Ren has no plans to go to the pier, and his eyes have already jumped out of the power struggle between the two sides.

"Use the Knights of the Infected who surrendered to the Chamber of Commerce to win and gain the right to speak among the Infected. Such an advertisement can also increase the stock of those pharmaceutical groups several times." Ren saw the United Will also want to make a fuss.

"It seems that you already know?"

"Sooner or later someone will occupy such a large market. It's not difficult to guess." Ren shook his head lightly, "If the infected knight can prove his worth, he should also be eligible to enter the game. The media can gain topics, and the arms company can To increase income, the infected can get a way out, which is good for everyone.”

"What if the infected get out of control?"

"Since the rules are broken by people, they can also be made up by people. There are not a few people in this land who hate infected people."

Manna paused, and then became brisk. This person has thought through everything, so he doesn't need to waste his time talking.

It doesn't matter whether the champion of this grand event is an infected person, but if it is, one thing is very important.

Is he the mouthpiece of the Supervisory Association or the spokesperson of the Federation.

There was no talking all the way, the two sides gradually went deeper into the gathering area, surrounded by ragged people, they raised their heads when they saw someone passing by, and fell asleep disappointedly when they saw it was a knight.

Thieves, foster daughters, and robbers make this area like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and it is also the original sin of the infected, but it is poverty and discrimination that create these.

After reaching the depths of the gathering area, Manna stopped beside an abandoned arena, ignoring the capable guards around her, her tone lowered.

"Those little squirrels united a group of people, but don't take it to heart."

"I won't mess around."

"They won't let you mess around." Manna waved her hand and left quietly.

Ren recalled the warning just now and shrugged slightly.

Infected people can't participate in the main match, they don't have the status of knights, and they can only make a living by fighting black boxing. If they want money, they don't have money, and they need equipment but they don't have equipment. They probably don't want to live if they make trouble in Casimir, which is full of martial arts.

'However, Sona's instigating ability is quite strong, and she can unite so many people in just over a month. '

Ren made a gesture and led the killer whale to the arena. Before stepping in, he saw a red figure galloping towards him.

"Master, you are finally here!" Sona the little squirrel came running up and down, followed by Grenadi and the other two infected people.

Ren didn't correct the title, he taught swordsmanship for half a month, no matter what, he can be regarded as two squirrels and half a master.

Sona ran up to her and gave a knight salute in a proper manner: "Master, I have completed the preparations according to your instructions. I have gathered many companions in the Grand Cavaliers, and I have also selected a few good players to participate in the points competition together. They all successfully obtained the title!"

She patted her small chest, and introduced one by one: "I am Flametail Knight, and Little Hui is Gray Hair Knight. The crossbow user is Justina Valentine, and her title is Far Fang. I was almost hungry before." She fainted at the knight's collar, I picked her up."

"Cough cough." Tripoli, whose name is Justina, coughed lightly, reminding her not to talk about these sad things.

"Uh, last this..."

"Wild Mane Knight Iwona, thank you for giving me the opportunity, otherwise I would have to go to the street and beat up random knight masters!" The girl with a spear in her hand had a wild personality, her eyes were full of rebellion.

The two behind have a clear smell of blood. Before they met Sona, they were fighting for a living. There were no spotlights or cheers, only hysterical gamblers and blood.

To be on the safe side, Reyn asked a few more questions, only to find out that Yuan Ya came from a remote village, and was infected with ore disease on the way to lead the knight, so he couldn't register and lived on the streets.Wild Mane used to be a war knight, and he fought black boxing in the knight leadership for a long time.

The sources are different, and the requirements are different, but the strength is good, and they should be trustworthy.

"Well done, Sona."

"Hehe, it's not difficult to unite the infected." The little squirrel scratched his head with a smile, and asked curiously: "Master, didn't you say that the Knights have five places? Who is the other one? Could it be you or her? "

If I go with Skadi, it's not a competition, it's a mess.

"I won't tell you for now, but she will definitely stand at the core of Casimir and send out our voice to this country!" Ren smiled and looked at the cold street behind him.

From a single flame, the city's dark clouds—

Burn to ashes!

Chapter 360 The sword is my foundation!

As the preliminaries entered the final two rounds, the atmosphere in the Great Knights became more and more frenzied. New idols appeared on the huge screen every day, making the star fans overwhelmed.

Candlelight Knight Viviana and Blazing Axe Knight Dikaiopolis are two big dark horses. Of course, the three-time runner-up Wind Knight and other veterans are indispensable. However, analysts have found that there are especially many Sarkaz Knights this year. But the media seldom reported it, and the record was not good, and the audience didn't pay attention to them. Instead, they paid more attention to the pilot of the infected knight.

Casimir's policy is not as barbaric as Ursas's, and the audience is not too hostile. In other words, the infected's desperate style of play is more exciting. The attendance rate of the Red Pine Knights is quite high, but their Far less popular than the 'pilot' of the Chamber of Commerce.

Ren went to the scene to watch a game of Blazing Axe Knights, and gave him a very high evaluation. Even if the four of Hongsong were united, they were no match for this person. Dicaiopolis already had the strength of human beings.

He also noticed that the Cavaliers Association didn't do what it said. VIP tickets were given, but there was no hoarse introduction from the host. Instead, it became a transparent person.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter to Ren for free prostitution. It’s the first time to enjoy fighting in the auditorium after killing so many people. In addition to making up lessons for Hongsong, he took Skadi to the arena to fish, and watched it for several days , I have to admit that the boring duel of knights has been played out of tricks.

Team competitions, individual competitions, sprint competitions, shooting competitions, and melee points competitions are rich in content and diverse in means.

Ruthless words before the game, maliciously changing opponents, of course, various fake games and performances are indispensable.

"Why stop talking about it? Charge up, the triple strength advantage actually uses the origin stone skill to attack from a distance."

Ren was sitting in the VIP box, and saw a Sarkaz in the arena constantly casting spells, and the opponent was the candlelight knight. The sword edge was lit with candlelight, and people jumped in the shadows. The long sword that quietly appeared made Sarkaz panic. .

His muttering woke up Skadi, who rubbed his eyes and said blankly, "Haven't you finished?"

"This guy is releasing water, at least he is an earl, and even has the blood of Wendigo." Ren yawned boredly, thinking that the Knights Association really spoke against his conscience.

Yes, Sarkaz is only a susceptible group, but how could these soldiers who came out of Kazdel not be infected.

"Look, murderous intent emerges in the twilight, and the soft blond hair is intoxicating. She just used Zhuoyang Shampoo, and now the Candlelight Knight co-branded model is on the shelves, and it is sold in all major stores!"

The host’s ad was right in the cracks. Ren was taunting that someone would buy this shit. He felt his elbow being knocked down. When he turned his head, he saw the killer whale gently lifting up a bottle of shampoo with the head of the Candlelight Knight printed on it. .

"Ren, I bought it."

"Uh, as long as you're happy." Ashes twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that Kasimir's tricks were hard to defend against, and even deep-sea hunters would be fooled.

Looking at the arena again, Sarkaz became angry and launched an attack. As a result, he stabbed in the air with a sword, and was chopped to the chest by the candle sword. He was defeated with hatred.

"The winner has been decided, the winner is—" The host turned the microphone to the audience, and he was greeted with cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"Candlelight Knight!!!"

Ashes had heard this kind of cheering many times, but he still couldn't get used to it. He had also enjoyed the cheering before, but what was the scene at that time?

The setting sun is like blood, corpses are spreading across the ground, and the hero is covered with bruises, holding his long sword high on the battlefield filled with gunpowder.

"She doesn't look happy." Ren saw the girl in the field give an elegant knight's salute, and then retreated quietly, clearly seeing that this was an arrangement of the Federation.

Even though the Sarkaz Knight is stronger than her, it is obviously not topical, and the audience does not want to see Sarkaz win, and the audience will not throw money if they don't want to watch it. It is obvious how to arrange the game.

"Since you are not happy, why do you still come to the competition?" The hunter expressed his incomprehension.

"Because of glory and joy, I can't take it for food, but her Originium skill reminds me of an old friend." Ashes shrugged and looked up at the screen. In fact, he didn't need to look at it at all. Informed of the upcoming schedule.

"Rage Knight's defeat is sad, but fans who supported him don't be discouraged! Your money will be injected into the prize pool, and Sarkaz's honor will guarantee his return! Behold, the bonus has reached the limit, Rage Knight You can participate in the Easter match!"

There were cheers in the arena, but the audience didn't know that these were just some virtual numbers, which were adjusted at will by the background.

The host didn't mention this, and squeezed the microphone tightly to push the atmosphere to the limit:

"The Furious Knights will fight against the Red Pine Knights! Recently, the famous Infected Knights, haha, the susceptibility of Sarkaz may make the Furious Knights very afraid of each other, and the battle between a pair of the entire Knights will fall even more Downwind, please use your money to support him!"

The number of prize pools is jumping rapidly. Sarkaz was injured, and there are more than a dozen. Anyone with a normal mind knows who will win. It is like giving away money.

"After four rounds, it's almost time for dinner." Ren looked at the tens of millions of support figures of the Red Pine Knights and smiled mockingly.