There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

On the one hand, it was to ensure that Roy's words could be fully conveyed to Russell, and on the other hand, it was to put a small shackle on him and Monica.

If the Supervisory Commission wins, then everyone will be happy. Even if this recording is released, it will be useless. But if the Chamber of Commerce wins...

She just needs to release this thing, and the Chamber of Commerce will naturally come out to clean up the mess.

"Most of them are waiting for the results in the conference hall. It's the safest place. There's one guy who didn't go. I don't know exactly where he went, but I heard he has an old grudge against Mainna, and he's probably taking the opportunity to seek revenge. I only heard some rumors about the Chamber of Commerce's arrangements. I heard that some people were transferred from Zwonek, but I don't know who they are. As for Xuantie, his contact with us is one-sided. We can only contact him if he is willing."

Roy exposed the Chamber of Commerce's secrets in one breath without holding back.

"Not bad...you passed."

After sending what she had just recorded to Russell, Talina nodded with satisfaction.

She didn't need to verify the truthfulness of Roy's words. She was sure that this guy wouldn't dare to lie to her.

Roy is not a tough guy and it is impossible for him to devote himself to the Chamber of Commerce.

During the few days she spent with Xinteleya, Talina had already thoroughly understood the personalities of these two Qingjins.

The right medicine for the right disease is very effective.

Toot~

Not long after the message was sent, Talina received a reply from Russell on her mobile phone.

"Zvonek? It seems the garrison there has recently changed its defense. If my guess is correct, their so-called trump card should be a conquest knight."

"That kid from the Palenisco family!"

Volume 7: Chapter 49: What would you do?

The Palenisco family was a knight family that was responsible for garrisoning the south during the Tenth Uka War. Dissatisfied with the reduction of power, they contacted a duke of Letania and prepared to rebel with their entire family. However, this was discovered by Chesper, who was the son of a retainer at the time.

Chesbe seemed to be a man of inherent justice. At that time, he thought that he could save everything by finding someone to stop them, so he sought help from Mainna who was wandering on the southern border at that time.

The glory of the Linguang family made Chesper yearn for it. The golden Pegasus was Casimir's true knight and the only choice at that time.

Chesby thought he had found redemption and told everything.

Mainna readily agreed and went to deal with the matter before Chesbe.

But when Chesper returned to the Palenisco family, the scene before him overturned his own cognition.

The golden-haired young man was covered in blood, standing on the stairs, looking coldly at those who were resisting stubbornly.

The bodies lying on the ground at his feet were all direct descendants of the Palenisco family.

The golden light rain fell gently, washing away the blood stains on the ground and moistening the fatigue on Chesber's body, leaving a deep impression on Chesber at that time.

He saw in Maena what he had always dreamed of.

Punish evil and promote good, punish evil and eliminate evil!

Knights...as they should be!

...

"Kill them! Why do they bully us!!!"

"You keep bullying us! Do you really think we're easy to bully?!"

"Teach them a lesson!"

At nightfall, Plot 0, which should have been resting quietly, suddenly erupted in noise.

Two different groups of people were entangled together. One group was dressed in rags, with black crystals on their exposed skin. They were obviously infected.

A group of people wearing light armor, holding explosion-proof shields and rubber batons, appear to be police officers from the Guard Bureau, but upon closer inspection, they do not have anything on them to represent their identity.

"Private soldiers? Is the Commercial Federation so bold?"

The doctor, dressed in a black robe and covered with a hood, stood aside and watched the melee coldly, muttering to himself.

She had been following Markovitz on Plot Zero for a few days. During these days, she had figured out the power structure behind the Chamber of Commerce and also knew about the large and small companies in the Chamber of Commerce market.

In short, she had seen it all with Casimir.

She has come into contact with and understood all those who were opposed and wavering. Now she is qualified to step in and start dealing with them.

But... there's one last question.

Thinking of this, the doctor turned to look at Markowitz who was a little anxious beside him.

The other party looked extremely anxious, and it was obvious that he took this chaotic fight to heart. It was a pity that he was a weak man, and it was difficult for him to fight alone, let alone stop this long-accumulated resentment.

The melee came so suddenly that even she did not expect it. There was no trigger, just like a cup full of water suddenly cracking.

She and Markowitz "happened" to be involved, but because of the good deeds done by the guy next to them a few days ago, they were intentionally protected by these thugs.

"Doctor...is there any way to stop this?"

Markowitz, who was standing by, saw all this and anxiously sought help from the people around him.

During the past few days of getting along with him, he also realized that this man who covered his face all day was a capable person. He could lure those who had been in the business world for a long time into his trap with just words.

Now she was the only help he could find.

"Call the police. That's the best way."

After a pause, the doctor gave his suggestion.

"I..."

With a bitter smile, Markowitz held his phone, but still failed to choose one of the doctor's items.

When something happens, call the police. This is the most basic way of thinking for ordinary people, and he is the same.

But during these few days of walking, he also saw who Casimir's Guard Bureau actually sided with.

He is clearly the one at fault, but he does not receive the punishment he deserves and is still at large.

Those who are bullied can only swallow their anger and take the risk of being expelled, and beg for forgiveness from the abuser in a humbly manner.

Simply because they are infected, simply because they just want to get what they deserve.

He had seen so much, so much that he thought he had become numb.

But when he saw this scene happening in front of him again, he couldn't help but want to find a way to solve this problem.

Looking at the silent Markowitz, the doctor's mouth curled up into a smile hidden under the mask.

Markowitz, the guy who rose to fame overnight, what would you do if you were in his shoes?

Crumpling the physical examination report in his pocket, the doctor stared at Markowitz intently.

That was Margaret's physical examination report. She had done everything she could in the past few days. Now it all depended on this last step.

If Markowitz's choice satisfies her, then Margaret's physical report will be a powerful weapon for him to escape unscathed from this power struggle.

If Markowitz wanted to climb higher, he could use this physical report to climb to the top by stepping on the corpses of his predecessors.

The specific details depend on how he uses it.

Of course, that's assuming Markowitz can satisfy her.

Not far away, the "Noon Soldiers" who had the advantage in weapons had pushed the battle line in front of them. He could no longer stand by and watch.

"I... stop!!!"

Pulling his collar, Markowitz pushed aside the infected people in front of him and walked forward with all his might.

Walking among the infected, Markowitz held his work ID, a certificate given to him by the Chamber of Commerce.

"I'm Spokesperson Markowitz! Now! Stop immediately!"

With all his strength, Markowitz revealed his identity and shouted at him.

But those who have already lost their temper don't care about him at all. They only want to beat up (suppress) the guy in front of them. Apart from that, they don't care about anything else.

"The infected...without proper guidance, they will only die by their own hands..."

Looking at Markowitz who had disappeared into the crowd, the doctor shook his head imperceptibly.

It is pitiful and sad that one can risk everything on a random provocation.

Markowitz's actions vindicated his position, and her examination of him was complete.

It's time to end this farce.

A communicator suddenly appeared in his hand. The doctor pressed the switch on it. A beeping sound was heard and Amiya's voice came from it.

"Doctor? Need help..."

Da da da...

Before Amiya's words were fully uttered, the doctor's gaze instantly shifted to the street corner.

Under the illumination of pale lights, a group of "knights" riding tall camel beasts appeared there, walking slowly towards them.

The knights followed strict rules and did not make any unnecessary movements. There was no noise except the crisp sound of the camel's hooves hitting the ground.

The people in the melee still didn't notice and continued fighting among themselves until a spear fell from the sky and pierced among them. Then they retreated to both sides in horror.

"What's all the fuss about?"

The leading knight rode forward and looked down at the leaders of the two sides fighting.

"Mr. Knight... they owe us wages."

Mustering up his courage, an infected person who looked like a leader stepped forward and answered the knight on horseback.

"They owe us three months' wages and want to evict us, but... this is our home..."

As if because someone was upholding justice, the leader of the infected people mustered up the courage to tell the whole story.

The knight listened silently, and only after the infected person finished speaking did he pull the reins and stand in front of the infected person.

This behavior... is a platform.

"Master Knight...is on our side?"

Looking at the majestic figure riding on the horse, the infected people who had suffered a lot in the previous battle seemed to gain confidence and began to discuss in a low voice.

Listening to the discussions behind him, the knight remained unmoved and just stood there like a statue.

Volume 7: Chapter 50: Escape Further

The so-called chivalry is nothing more than an act of superiors protecting those below them.

The inferiors gather around the strong, seeking protection while providing them with what they need.

Maybe it's food, maybe it's their labor, or maybe it's something imaginary, like...

Satisfaction.

After people have acquired most things, they will have an illusion of emptiness and then begin to pursue some spiritual satisfaction.

The so-called chivalry was born from this.

"It's rare that the Knights of Casimir still exist..."

Looking at the knight standing among the crowd in the distance, the doctor was a little surprised.

You have to know that Casimir is no longer the same as before. In the past, the knights fought on their own, so it was not surprising that there were a few noble ones. But nowadays the knights pay more attention to the word "battle", that is, soldiers.

In the face of orders, so-called justice is not worth mentioning.

It's rare that someone would care about such a "little thing"...

and many more...

Aren't knights allowed to enter the city?

While thinking, the doctor discovered the doubts in the problem.

Aren’t these guys in front of me too well-equipped?

Not only were their weapons sharpened, but each of them also carried a dangerous aura. The leading knight made her feel the kind of intimidation that only several senior and experienced operators on Rhodes Island had.

emmm～

It seems something unexpected happened...

The doctor frowned and stepped back behind the crowd.

"Stand still!"

After supporting Markovitz who was being squeezed to the ground, the tall knight jumped off the camel, and the grim mask kept scanning the group of lightly armored guys opposite.