Knights: The journey of support starting with Faiz

The whole scene was incredibly heartwarming, as if it were a completely different world from the brutal competition outside.

He pushed open the door, and sunlight streamed in. The heavy straps in his pockets were a reminder of the battle that was about to begin.

Strangely, the heavy feeling that had been building up in his heart for so long seemed to have lessened somewhat.

Perhaps it was because of that cup of coffee, perhaps it was because of Jiang Ye's simple wish to go home, or perhaps it was simply because someone understood his loneliness after living for a thousand years.

Hidetoshi Ukiyo stepped into the sunlight.

Regardless of Jiang Ye's true purpose, this gift and this conversation gave him a new perspective.

Inside the coffee shop, Jiang Ye watched Fu Shi Ying Shou's departing figure, a thoughtful smile appearing on his lips.

He looked down at his palm, where a faint, ancient mark was emitting a dim light.

"Soon, I'll be able to go home soon."

He whispered to himself.

Hidetoshi Ukiyo's manor is unusually lively today.

The once tranquil European-style courtyard was now crowded with television station staff. Various cameras and lighting equipment were set up among the carefully trimmed shrubs, and reflectors refracted the afternoon sun into dazzling white spots.

The production crew moved back and forth, the electronic sounds of adjusting equipment mingling with the director's shouts...

"Camera position 3, move a little to the left! Yes, that's the angle. Make sure to capture both the fountain and the main building in the shot!"

Standing beside the Roman columns in front of his villa, Hidetoshi Ukiyo wore a light gray casual suit with a pure white T-shirt underneath, exuding a lazy yet elegant aura.

He wore his signature composed smile as he was being interviewed by the female host.

"Mr. Fushi, your manor is absolutely beautiful!"

The female host held a microphone, her eyes sparkling as she looked around.

"Could you share with us the inspiration behind creating this dreamlike place?"

Ukiyo Hidetoshi adjusted his cuffs slightly, his gaze sweeping over the floral arrangement team setting up in the distance.

"Inspiration? It's probably... the privilege of the victors."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the roar of an engine came from the entrance of the manor.

An engineering vehicle bearing the logo of Speed ​​Construction slowly drove in, its tires making a crisp sound as they rolled over the gravel road.

The car door opened, and Daoist Azuma jumped out of the car with agility, his dark blue overalls accentuating his tall and straight figure.

He frowned and looked around the filming location, his gaze finally settling on Hidetoshi Ukiyo, who was being interviewed.

"What the hell..."

My wife cursed under her breath and strode through the crowd.

When Ukiyo Hidetoshi caught a glimpse of the newcomer out of the corner of his eye, his smile deepened.

He gracefully apologized to the host and turned to greet Master Azuma.

"Hey, isn't this our construction expert?"

Ukiyo Eiju spoke in a light and cheerful tone.

Chapter 282 Recording

"You've arrived just in time; the show is about to start recording."

Master Azuma stood two steps away from him, his face grim.

"What's going on here? Why is there a TV station here?"

"As you can see."

Hidetoshi Ukiyo spread his hands out, making a gesture of display.

"We're filming on location. This is my home, and the show is called 'Knock, Knock, and Beat My Home,' which is quite fitting, isn't it?"

Master Wuqi chuckled, his sharp gaze sweeping over the luxurious estate that covered several acres.

"Extravagant. Is this what you got in exchange for your wishes? A mansion?"

"To be precise, the entire estate."

"I corrected you," Ukiyo Eiji said, a sly glint in his eyes.

"As a big star and the winner of the Desire Grand Prix, this little wish isn't too much to ask, is it?"

The air between the two seemed to freeze.

My wife, the Daoist priest, clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white.

Just then, another truck drove into the manor, and a tall figure wearing a yellow hard hat was struggling to carry building materials.

It is a dragon ten thousand feet tall.

He kept his head down, concentrating intently on adjusting the balance of the wooden board on his shoulder, sweat trickling down his neck and into the collar of his work clothes.

Clearly, he had no interest in the confrontation between the two important figures before him.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi and Azuma Michinaga's gazes were simultaneously drawn to it, and the tense atmosphere subtly eased.

"Hmph, victors and losers... the outcome this time is uncertain."

Master Wuzhi was the first to break the silence.

Ukiyo Eiju raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? You sound very confident?"

"It's not just me."

My wife, the Daoist priest, said meaningfully.

"The Gray Wolf trio... especially that War Rabbit, he keeps breaking the rules. And that evil dragon."

He glanced at the busy Wan Zhanglong in the distance.

"Her explosive power is astonishing. As for Jiang Ye... even you can't figure her out, right?"

Ukiyo Hidetoshi's eyes showed vigilance, but he quickly regained his composed expression.

"The gap will widen further in the next round. You should be well aware of that."

Just as Azuma was about to retort, suddenly, the desire drives of both of them vibrated simultaneously.

Immediately afterwards, all participants' devices received the same message.

[The third round of the Desire Grand Prix. The Knights' War is about to begin. All contestants, please proceed to the competition lobby immediately.]

Hidetoshi Ukiyo and Michinaga Azuma tacitly stopped arguing.

"Looks like the game is about to begin."

Hidetoshi Ukiyo straightened his collar.

"I hope you're ready, Mr. Construction Worker."

My wife, the Daoist priest, snorted coldly and turned to walk towards the construction vehicle.

Mind your own business, you big star.

Inside the competition hall, Tsumuri stood on the central platform, her long pink hair gleaming softly under the lights.

The six contestants have assembled, and a tense atmosphere fills the air.

"Welcome to the third round of the Desire Grand Prix – Knight's War!"

Tsumuri's voice was clear and melodious.

"The rules for this round are as follows."

She waved her hand to activate the holographic projection, which displayed a three-dimensional image of an ancient temple.

"The competition will take place at Todai-ji Temple. You will need to defeat the evil spirits and seize the playing cards they are guarding. The final score will be calculated based on the number of playing cards each team obtains, and the team with the fewest points will be eliminated."

The projection switches to display the new rule description.

"Special rule. Except for not attacking their own teammates, the playing cards can be freely fought over. In other words, Kamen Riders can fight each other and steal each other's playing cards."

The hall erupted in an uproar.

This rule means that they must not only fight against the demons, but also guard against sneak attacks from other knights.

Hidetoshi Ukiyo's gaze swept over every contestant present.

This rule... is interesting. It's no longer a simple contest of combat strength, but a test of strategy, teamwork, and trust.

The real battle may unfold between the knights.

Tsimli added with a smile.

"The rules for this round will be determined by drawing lots by the player with the highest score."

All eyes turned to the gray-haired girl standing in the corner.

Jiang Ye walked forward expressionlessly and randomly drew a card from the lottery box in Tsumuri's hand.

"Grouping method: Random pairing."

When Jinghe saw the result, his eyes lit up and he jogged forward.

"Great! I'm in a group with Jiang Ye!"

Jiang Ye glanced at him indifferently and patted his shoulder.

"Don't be careless."

Next up is Ukiyo Hidetoshi, who is second in points.

Chapter 283 Pleasant Cooperation

He walked gracefully forward, his long, slender fingers pulling a card from the box.

"Kiryu War Rabbit."

He read out the name and looked at the bespectacled young man standing next to Master Azuma.

Zhan Tu nodded to him in greeting.

"Pleasant to work with."

Fushi Eiju responded with a smile.

"Looking forward to your performance, brilliant physicist."

The third group is Wan Zhanglongwo.

He rudely pulled a card out of the box.

“...Miyin?”

"It's me! It's me!"

The lively girl skipped and hopped to his side.

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually very capable!"

Long grimaced in disdain.

"Tsk, trouble..."

Finally, those left were naturally Master Azuma and Moriyu from the Little Golden House.

They both saw reluctance in each other's eyes.

"Looks like we've been grouped together."

"My wife, the Taoist priest, said coldly."

Little Gold House shrugged.

"At least it's better than being in a group with that noisy little girl."

"The groups are complete," Tsumuri announced.

"The match will begin in ten minutes. Please get ready."