Arknights' Lock of Heaven

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"Lucky...no, I still feel something's not right!"

Maria was still struggling with the idea; she felt something was off.

Of course not!

What lucky goddess? It's all man-made.

Xia Yu knew perfectly well what was going on.

That so-called Maria's biggest fan... was actually Titus Poplar himself!

However, he certainly wouldn't buy it in his own name; he would secretly instruct someone else to do so.

He wasn't a die-hard Maria fan; he was purely there for the money.

Calling him a die-hard fan of the Casimir gold coin is more like it.

Moreover, he had already taken care of everything before the plan even started.

Do you think the money he earned came from the arena?

No, the money he made came from gamblers who thought he would win!

He flaunted his strength, repeatedly defeating Maria but not finishing her off. What seemed like a humiliation was actually just him waiting for the odds to be high enough.

The arena doesn't lose money; the bookmakers take a cut! Their profits depend entirely on attendance and viewership!

Winning or losing is the guest's business.

So they'd love for such a legendary event to happen in their arena—what great advertising!

Rumors have already circulated that Titus White Poplar threw a match, and the first organization to refute them was Flame Blade Arena.

It's all baseless! No match-fixing whatsoever!

Having worked in this industry for so many years, they know there's definitely something wrong with it.

But so what if there are problems?

Titus Baiyang had everything sorted out, and half of his winnings went directly out of the company, so no one would expose him.

After all, this is Kazimierz!

Those who probably hate him the most are the equipment manufacturers.

But they won't do anything to him either, at least not openly.

Because Titus White Poplar's Helmet Knights are also part of a giant corporation, and if they dare to do this, then all the necessary connections must have been made.

Even if someone were to sue him, it would probably be to no avail.

After all, he did do a pretty good job.

There's nothing wrong with his performance in the match; after all, he's always been someone who enjoys humiliating his opponents.

As for the huge prize money, it was won through bets placed by other people, and the principal had been laundered countless times, making it impossible to trace.

Therefore, it's very difficult to do anything to Titus White openly.

However... things might be different behind the scenes.

Of course, mobilizing the Unarmored Alliance is impossible, since Titus Poplar also has a company behind him, unlike Maria, who is an independent knight.

But they weren't without other means.

While Maria was still struggling with her decision, Charne's phone was ringing off the hook.

Pavel, the president of Howling Guard and also a director of the Business Federation, was cursing loudly.

"waste!"

"A bunch of trash!"

"How could she possibly turn the tables?"

If Platinum saw Charn being reprimanded so respectfully while holding the phone, he would surely sympathize deeply.

"I don't care what you do, but I don't want that Nearl to walk off the field in the next match."

"Otherwise, you know the consequences!"

"Yes, I know, esteemed Mr. Pavel, I will fulfill your request."

"With all our might..."

"..."

"So much the better!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

“Birds, oh birds,” Pavel took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and then looked at the beautiful exotic birds beside him.

"Tell me, should I get involved myself?"

"After all, his subordinates are all a bunch of useless trash!"

Hearing this, the bird tilted its head and looked at him.

“Ah, why am I telling you all this…” Pavel sighed. The more he spent with people, the more he liked animals.

This beautiful bird, which is said to have come from Victoria, is his favorite.

He recalled how much face the birds beside him had made him when he last went to a party, and his mood eased a little.

Then he turned and walked towards his office.

Little did he know that the bird behind him had eyes as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

Charn casually tossed the phone down.

It seems those giant corporations have done a good job of keeping secrets; these equipment manufacturers still believe they are on their side.

If... if Xia Yu hadn't kept refusing... how much better things would be now!

The two of them, one in the open and one in the shadows, deceived everyone and then elevated Maria Nearl to a divine status. What a wonderful script!

Why does he just disagree?

Charné couldn't understand it.

However, no matter how confused you are, you still have to do what needs to be done.

Why would those equipment manufacturers feel he could be trusted?

The source of his spokesperson's precarious position is not them, but those giant corporations!

The Blood Knight's dominance is clear to everyone; virtually no one can challenge him, so some people worry that he will be the next Black Knight.

Furthermore, the appearance of the Blood Knight also brought up the issue of the Infected Knight, causing many people to become dissatisfied with him.

The equipment manufacturers trusted him simply because they felt that he had no choice but to rely on them if he wanted to maintain his position.

Little did they know that Charné was secretly playing a much bigger game. Instead of allying with these people, he chose to prove his worth to those giant corporations that didn't trust him.

Charn knew very well that the so-called equipment manufacturers could not be trusted at all, and even if he joined them, he might be sold out one day.

A spokesperson for the Business Federation, huh? Sounds pretty high-class, doesn't it?

Anyone with normal intelligence in the world can achieve this position.

After all, it's just a mouthpiece; anyone can be one.

As long as you behave yourself, that's fine.

Unfortunately, his introduction of the Infected Knights was seen as disruptive.

Therefore, he needs to prove his worth once again.

Kazimir is such a realistic place.

“Contact the Snowheel Knights for me,” Charne said, glancing at Markowitz beside him. “I need to speak with them.”

As she spoke, she was mentally calculating what she couldn't let this person she trusted know.

Take, for example, 'those two' monsters.

Didn't you want to be in a desperate situation?

Charn looked out the window.