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Chapter 324 Something More Important Than a Championship

"The leader of Rhodes Island... is really unexpected. Sorry, no offense intended."

"Mr. Charney, do you think I'm not suitable for discussing serious matters?" The doctor was indignant and a little offended.

"...Ms. Doctor from Rhodes Island, it's not that I have a stereotype, but no one would wear a bunch of sunglasses, a knight's armor belt, and a whole box of famous bars when they meet to discuss serious matters?" The Kuranta man in gorgeous clothes had a strong urge to complain, but he forced himself to endure it.

"Didn't I put all of this away after Mr. Charney arrived? I still know what's official and what's personal." The doctor said righteously.

The petite Carters at the side smiled helplessly, but did not interrupt. She had said what she needed to say, and it would be most appropriate to leave it to the Doctor next. As agreed upon in the three rules, Zi hid in the dark. Amiya had only met the Doctor in the past few days and had not gone to see Bai Ge, but she knew that Bai Ge could run away but the temple could not, so she was not in a hurry. After all, she heard him say before he left that he was here to carry out a mission. Showing up rashly and disrupting his rhythm would make both parties very unhappy.

"Mr. Charney, this is not the attitude you want to have a good talk with... I've said it before, this is because I'm very interested in your country, and this is my first time in Casimir. Many things in your country are quite interesting... For example, wine."

When the doctor said the last four words, his tone was meaningful, which made Charne raise his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the doctor again. Yes, at first he was indeed attracted by this knowledgeable and well-spoken white-haired woman, but not because of her charm, but because of her excessive but not concealed self-confidence. He suspected that there were other dangerous things hidden under this self-confidence, such as ambition.

"Casimir's wine? Do you care about the unique selection of grains, or the ingenious cellaring method?" Charne took a deep look at the two leaders of Rhodes Island and asked according to the doctor's meaning.

"The era when wine brewed with traditional raw materials was very popular can be traced back to the era of the Four Emperors' War, right? Compared to that era that could not tolerate too many storms, the current Casimir prefers a fast-paced style with flashing neon lights. Wine merchants have changed their cellaring methods and brought new flavors to the wine... But to be honest, some of them are really not very good. Although this method has indeed brought a wider market than before and the income is incomparable, the excessive pursuit of efficiency has reduced the wine to a superficial commodity wine that is the same as before. Even if each brand has a unique taste, the mellowness of the good wine that has gone through the years cannot be nourished at all."

Precious said as he opened a bottle of beautifully packaged wine in front of him, and invited Charney to have a drink with him under Amiya's worried gaze. The topic was extended by the latter, and the latter found it difficult to refuse, so he had to drink a glass reluctantly.

"Mr. Charney, there is something fascinating about the expression on your face as you try hard not to spit out this glass of business wine in order to maintain your decency." The doctor smiled, and the spokesperson who was teased maintained his demeanor and still maintained a polite smile.

However, he did not get angry, but was curious about how much understanding the leader of this pharmaceutical company had that was worth listening to.

"When a generous lady pushes a wine glass to you, you have to take it no matter how awkward it is, right?"

"So, you are really gentlemen, whether you are jockeys or the bigwigs sitting in your position, you always seem to be open-hearted and considerate, until...sometimes." The doctor seemed to swallow some sharp words back under a polite smile, and pushed the bottle still filled with wine to the center of the table. Under the bright light, the wine in the bottle shone brightly, even though it was not worth tasting. "You pushed these tasteless wines to others, and often preferred the few remaining good wines in the cellar...but you didn't brew a batch of good wines to enrich yourself from this era, so future generations will have to worry about these tasteless wines..."

"Doctor, what you said... seems very interesting." Charne smiled and pulled out a chair for her to express his respect. He was not trying to please her for her insight, but just applauding her style.

There are many people who can see this, but some of them choose to accept reality and retreat to the back line; some dare to think but not speak, hesitate and are depressed all day long; others have a panoramic view of the absurd times and even do some absurd things in order to see more clearly. They climb to a position but cannot find helpers who can turn the gears of current affairs together.

This is true when the weather is sunny and when it is windy and rainy.

"Well... let's stop chatting about wine here. Regarding the infected area, Plot Zero, we've looked at your plan, 'Rhodes Island will take over and be deeply involved in the management and treatment of the infected, and jointly discuss specific matters to improve the treatment of the infected to resolve potential conflicts.' Our medical operators have been stationed there for a while. To be honest, your conditions are much worse than we expected."

"The iceberg above the water is only a small part, Doctor. You have to know that whitewashing is also common. Although it is a bit strange to say this, please believe me, I have also thought about doing something for the people at the bottom... I also come from those places."

The doctor kept that smile that concealed all his thoughts and stared into his eyes.

"...Of course, my words are no longer qualified, but that doesn't mean I don't have any preparation."

Afterwards, the two men discussed specific matters such as the exchange of materials and the purchase of supplies for Rhodes Island. As a spokesperson, Charne did not have much time and quickly stood up to say goodbye.

"Please contact me if you need anything. I will do my best to help you within my ability." While saying polite words, the two people who were just pretending to be polite exchanged a lot of ideas and information. The doctor looked at the bottle of wine, packed it, and took it back together with his own personal purchases.

"Doctor, you look a bit like Dr. Kal'tsit today." Amiya looked at the doctor who seemed to be still thinking and expressed her opinion.

Precious freed one hand to rub the little rabbit's head and smiled gently: "Because this is the way to deal with these guys. It's not that being honest is bad, but using the right response at the right time is a good help to promote your ideals..."

"Amiya, you haven't really looked at Casimir yet, right? I'll take you out for a walk later, although it's a little troublesome... eh?"

As they were talking, both of them saw a figure appearing in front of them and stopped in their tracks. The Zarak woman in front of them seemed to be a knight, but she was not the same as the knights they had learned about through the intelligence sent back by the White Dove Squad and what they had seen with their own eyes in recent days. Compared with the knights on the field, she was more calm and had a more flexible aura.

"Knight of Casimir's expedition, Li, greets the two distinguished guests from Rhodes Island. Please follow me, there is a special knight who wants to meet you."

"PhD?"

"Amiya, it's okay, it doesn't matter if we meet later. We have to meet this friend, and he is also one of the most influential people we will meet." The doctor took Amiya's hand and smiled at Li: "Hello, thank you very much..."

Amiya knew the importance of it, but she had a bad feeling. Today was the weekend... and it was the day for the second race of the White Pigeons.

It seems that the doctor and I will not be able to make it to the scene. I hope everything goes well for Bai Ge.

Cavaleriagi Knights Special Tournament Duel Arena.

"Dear audience friends, today we have your old friend Big Mouth Mob hosting this much-anticipated match! Oh! I can hear your excited heartbeats. Your enthusiasm is almost going to tear the dome off this match... But please be patient, Mob knows what you want to see! Let us welcome today's protagonist, the rising star on the field, the Platinum Knight! And the elegant swordsman who is the embodiment of elegant poetry and caresses light and shadow, the Candle Knight!"

It was unusual that there were no inserted advertisements today, but I thought that was probably Viviana's idea. After a few meetings, she already knew his likes and dislikes. Ling Dengxian clenched his fists, feeling his uneasy heart. He had to admit that he was a little rude to his opponent, the Candle Knight, who was so caring towards him.

Viviana sincerely requested a fight, but he entered the venue with multiple thoughts in mind and no determination to win.

An unsuitable weapon - a flashy big sword replaced his white and gray swords. He remembered the words of the spokesman McGee and couldn't help but sneer.

"Take this sword and go into battle, and then lose to the Candle Knight. You will be more satisfied with the settlement of your appearance fee. If you refuse... Mr. Platinum, you will definitely regret choosing this knight code. You don't know what the word 'Platinum' means in Cavalleria."

He was asked to temporarily hand over the two swords he used on a daily basis to the Mobile City Weapons Control Center and not bring them into the competition venue, in order to make a striking publicity for the sword he was carrying.

He couldn't understand why these people had to invest in a weapon in a battle that they themselves were bound to lose.

To be honest, this was the first time he felt that the amount of intelligence could really affect a person's IQ assessment. At least that was the case in this situation.

Bai Jin... He was not sure whether she would be there today. All signs indicated that her life seemed to be about to undergo a drastic change. He had to stop something from happening.

The entrance path became shorter and shorter, the light in the field of vision became brighter and brighter, and the cheers from the audience became louder and louder.

"Candle Knight" "Viviana".

There are more voices supporting this one-word knight. It makes sense that a grassroots knight who rarely appears in public and is an infected person is not a weakling. He is a leader who has entered the special championship. It is perfect for him to pave the way for this elegant knight to the championship.

He stepped into the arena again, his eyes swept across the venue where the dust was slightly raised, and met those deep and beautiful eyes. Seeing him carrying a weapon that did not belong to him, Viviana's eyes dimmed a little.

He withdrew his gaze and turned to look for a trace of white in the audience. He saw Bagpipe, Black Horn, and Xinhuo and Frost Leaf who had completely identified with him... He was quite surprised not to see the Doctor. The people who came were basically the same as those who had made arrangements in advance to come and watch the game. He smiled at them, and finally his eyes swept across half the court and stopped on a white-haired Kuranta. She was not hiding.

She was standing confidently on the steps between the first row of seats, not far away. He was sure that it was Bai Jin. He could even see her eyebrows and eyes clearly.

Platinum seemed to be distracted or hesitant, and her thin figure did not seem very firm. She was now on the other side of the audience, facing the people of Rhodes Island. At this time, he found that Platinum was carrying a bow.

How did she get a bow into the arena?!

Feeling something was not right, Ling Dengxian and Bai Jin made eye contact. The latter seemed to have some defenses broken when he saw his inquiring gaze. His lips trembled a few times and a word came out through his mouth.

Goodbye.

Bai Jin stepped back, turned around and ran.

Ling Dengxian looked at the bow, thought of the bloody corpses hidden in Plot Zero, and came up with a very scary guess.

I ran back in the dark alley, burdened by the morality of this life.

Before Mob could explain, the boy raised his greatsword and thrust it into the ground with all his might under Viviana's astonished gaze.

The hero's dream never returns at night, and all the bloody traces wither.

Bai Jin bit her lips so hard that they bled. She had given up holding on. She could not escape the chains. The dream that her family members expected of her and the blessings they gave her of "seeing the road ahead clearly" slowly faded away in the wind.

Under the neon lights, tears are shed. Who will accompany me in my suicide?

Ling Dengxian took off his armor, gave Viviana a sincere smile, turned around and took off the fake wooden armor. When they fell, it was as if many concerns were thrown away. Many decisions seemed to hinder his steps, but when it came to the real decision, it was clear at a glance which one was more important.

The knightly tournaments of *Casimir's foul language*, his armor, his sword, should never have been defined by these honors.

Besides, he never cared about that "Knight Champion" and he couldn't just sit back and watch if that guy wanted to do something stupid.

"I'm sorry, Miss Viviana. If you really want a fight, I will accompany you to the end someday."

"I was never a hindrance to you."

With just one move and two words, the first person to react among all the people present was naturally the person involved, Viviana.

"Mr. Platinum..."

What responded to her was a back figure that was much lighter than before, and the sound of her heart shattering the stereotype of him.

Elafia's breathing paused slightly, and she let him slide out from under the gate of the passage that was about to fall, giving up the competition.

He opened the locker and held the old friend in his hand.

The city-breaking spear responded to the determination of its holder, and the dark blue light bloomed again.