"Yesterday's death lottery, the final result was a full thirty! Thanks to the increasingly fierce Death Team Elimination Qualifiers, a full ten died in the Roaring Arena alone! But one referee also died, and I think you'll all have to pay up—because Northwood Company certainly won't swallow this!"
Amidst the shaking and bumping vehicle, the white-haired Aegir Nona slowly opened her eyes.
She was sitting on an old small bus, and the entire compartment was filthy.
"Last night, another group of rebellious Knights were found dead in their homes on the outskirts of the city-state. It must have been the assassins' handiwork."
Skadi rubbed her eyes, stretched a big yawn, took off the triangular hunter's hat covering her face, and picked up the old black trench coat draped over her.
Inhale----
Holding the clothes in front of her, she took a deep breath. Skadi's cheeks flushed slightly—Goki's clothes had no particular scent, only a faint, hard-to-remove smell of blood, but Skadi still mimicked the actions of a heroine in a romance movie.
"It seems there's nothing special."
To this day, Skadi still couldn't understand what true love really was. The "butterflies in the stomach" and "heart fluttering" described in movies were not feelings Skadi had truly experienced.
Although they had kissed... she was happy, yes, but Skadi didn't feel that sense of surprise, as if everything was just as it should be.
"How strange..."
Thinking this, Skadi turned and looked at the man beside her.
Goki, at this moment, was sitting upright, legs crossed, his hat brim pulled over his eyes, peacefully asleep. But one hand was still suspended in front of Skadi, holding the phone that had played movies for her last night, serving as a phone stand.
Unbeknownst to her, Skadi had completely grown accustomed to his companionship.
"At the same time, the meeting time for the Four-City Alliance is getting closer and closer. The homeless people parasitic in the connecting areas might need to find a new home, after all, the Great Four-City Divide of 1077 cannot happen again!"
The broadcast on the phone was still playing, its noisy voice making Skadi frown. She pulled back the curtain next to her and looked at the surroundings.
Several cars were driving alongside the vehicle the two were in, and the surrounding barren desert, which had been devoid of vegetation, was now gradually turning green.
It had been four or five days since they parted ways with that bad guy Kaltsit. After leaving the messenger station, Goki and Skadi entered Kazimierz, the Knight Nation. Without that dangerous woman around, Skadi was very happy.
"As for the regular season—it's still so uninspiring. This year's Knight Tournament Special Event has already drawn everyone's attention. Everyone is looking forward to the upcoming preliminary schedule, so don't forget to tune into our broadcast!"
On the phone, a strange-looking man covered in bird feathers was shouting into a microphone.
"I'm your friend, Big Mouth Mob, and let's start a brand new day in the City of Dreams—"
Amidst the noisy cheers and special effects, Goki, who was beside her, slowly opened his eyes.
"Mob... this guy's already a host? Good heavens, he's a veteran."
Looking at the familiar figure, Goki yawned, then looked at the Nona beside him.
"Skadi, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? We're not far from our destination. I'll buy you something delicious when we get there."
As the desert was gradually covered by sparse grasslands, Goki knew that the two were heading towards the center of Kazimierz, nearing his ID's destination.
There, lay a city that was not the capital of Kazimierz, but was its most prosperous and advanced.
Grand Knight Territory, Four-City Alliance, Kawaleria.
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In today's Kazimierz, Knights are no longer just soldiers and guardians. Independent of Crusader Knights, a profession called "Tournament Knight" has emerged, bridging the gap between gladiators and athletes.
Engaging in life-or-death real sword duels, Knights form clubs and fight for fan proficiency and world rankings in annual regular seasons, seasonal tournaments, and super leagues, risking their lives for fame and profit.
Knights have lost their original glory, becoming tools in the hands of corporate syndicates, to be promoted or discarded into the trash at their whim.
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