Arknights' Lock of Heaven

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"Everyone knows that a director like you is the backbone of Kazimierz's future."

“Hey, don’t underestimate these old relics,” Pavel, the director of Howling Guard, burst into laughter upon hearing this. “They’ve made us a lot of money!”

"With their so-called chivalrous glory, hahaha!"

Upon hearing this, the young woman laughed in response.

Their laughter echoed through the mansion.

What they couldn't see was that the birds behind them were watching their backs, already eager to try their luck.

"But it doesn't matter! This youngest champion in the history of the Major once earned the title of Grand Knight in the shortest time and reached the throne as an Independent Knight!"

The television broadcast continued.

"That legendary tale, still talked about today, is now laid out before us! Please welcome the glorious Pegasus, the Radiant Knight! Margaret—Near the Light!"

“Ha, Pegasus…” Pavel said disdainfully upon hearing this, “What does she think she can accomplish by coming back?”

"We only need a few thrilling games and a few scandals involving the Cavaliers' sex scandals to divert everyone's attention."

"How many people will pay attention to her then?"

"Let her drown in the quagmire of the Great Knight Territory, carrying with her so-called glory!"

Upon hearing this, the bird behind him couldn't help but extend its sharp, gleaming claws.

But it was gently pressed down by a silent figure.

“That’s quite right,” the mysterious man in the Unarmored Alliance uniform said. “After all, you control the media, so whatever you say goes.”

The two people on the sofa froze in place.

"Am I right?"

The person approached them quietly.

“You…you are…” Pavel turned his head, only to find the person behind him wearing a uniform he recognized.

"Who allowed you in?" Hearing this, he was already slightly drunk and hadn't reacted yet, shouting loudly towards the door, "Bodyguards? Bodyguards? Bodyguards...where are they?"

As he watched, a stream of blood meandered in from outside the door.

It was only then that he realized what was happening.

"Wait...you're not..." Pavel shuddered, his whole body sobering up from the sight of that splash of blood.

The girl in his arms scrambled to hide in front of the sofa, trembling.

"What am I?" the person wearing the Unarmored Alliance uniform asked in return.

“Xuan Tie…you were sent by Xuan Tie? They want to wipe us all out?” Pavel stammered, “My bodyguards didn’t even have time to speak…you are Qing Jin…”

At this point, he suddenly shuddered.

“No, no… they have no reason to do this, and even if it’s lapis lazuli… you’re all alone…”

"No matter how useless they are, they shouldn't be so incapable of making a sound."

“Yes, congratulations on guessing correctly,” the man said with a smile, “I am Xuan Tie.”

"Are you surprised or surprised?"

“No…you’re not Xuan Tie…” Pavel’s eyes were filled with despair. “Xuan Tie…they never show themselves; archery is their specialty…”

"Besides, even if it's Xuan Tie, it's impossible for them to kill me... I don't know their identities..."

“You are…you are…” Pavel stammered, unable to utter the name.

"who am I?"

The man asked with great interest, "Go ahead and speak, don't be nervous, sit down and talk."

"Sit down..."

"No...you can't do this...we've already made up, haven't we?"

At this point, he collapsed to the ground, showing absolutely no decorum.

“Reconciliation…tsk tsk tsk,” upon hearing this, the clone shook its head.

"Where's the evidence? I need written evidence!"

"You don't even have a recording of me forgiving you, yet you say we've reached a settlement," the clone chuckled. "Watch out, or I'll sue you for defamation!"

“You clearly accepted our order,” Pavel said, breaking down upon hearing this.

No matter how noble one's status or how illustrious one's wealth, everyone is equal before death.

"Weren't your orders for Panasonic?" the clone scoffed. "The money hasn't even reached me yet, so what does it have to do with me..."

Hearing this, he knew that the person in front of him had no intention of reasoning with him.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me!" Pavel shook his head and desperately backed away. "Have you thought about the consequences?"

"Have you considered how the countries on the continent will view you for doing this?"

Don't you think about the future?

Why should I care what they think of me?

The clone slowly stepped forward and said softly, "Shouldn't they be the ones who care what I think of them?"

"To be honest, the fact that I didn't immediately transform into an ancestor and act recklessly after possessing such power is thanks to the good teaching I received as a child."

"Are you right?"

"You can't kill me...you can't kill me!"

Hearing this, Pavel cried out in despair, "Will the Business Federation let you off the hook?!"

"Heh, so panicked that you're spouting nonsense?" Hearing this, the clone chuckled. "A business alliance? Will they leave me alone...?"

"Let's talk about whether I'll let them go first."

“As for the person who killed tonight,” he looked at the trembling woman behind him and pointed to his uniform.

"I'll give you a chance. Was the person who committed the murder tonight from the Wuzhou Alliance?"

"You can live if you answer correctly."

Hearing this, the young woman almost burst into tears.

Good heavens, how could a mere mistress like her possibly listen to those things from before?

Now that the opportunity has arrived, we should naturally seize it.

"Yes, yes, it's the... the Unarmored Alliance..."

The woman answered, her voice trembling.

“Did you hear that?” The clone turned to Pavel. “No matter how many people died tonight, it was all the Unarmored Alliance that killed them.”

"The National Assembly will issue an arrest warrant for the Unarmed Alliance immediately, and the Business Federation will also offer a high reward for the Unarmed Alliance."

"They will all say in unison that it was the Wuzha Alliance that did it."

The clone walked up to Pavel, bent down, and firmly grasped his head with its five fingers.

“No…you can’t destroy the Business Federation like this,” Pavel said, enduring the throbbing pain in his head. “Let me go, and I’ll do anything for you. I’ll be your dog, and I’ll do whatever you ask…”

"Even if I die, new people will quickly take over. Won't the Business Federation collapse because of this? If you can spare me, I will follow your lead and turn the Business Federation into your private property..."

“No, you seem to have misunderstood something,” the clone said slowly. “I never intended to destroy the Business Federation.”

“I’m a very realistic person. Eliminating the Business Federation? I’ve never had such a plan.”

At least, not now.

It wasn't myself either.

"I just want to eliminate you all," the clone said calmly. "To kill your bodies and obliterate your spirits, as the saying goes, to make an example of you."

"As for your successors?"

"After you die, no one will exonerate you, no one will mourn you."

“Those who take over your power will feast on your corpses while feigning tears.”

"After eating and drinking their fill, they would feign shedding a few tears, and then turn around and relentlessly attack the Wuzha Alliance."

“We dare not take another step on the mistakes you have made; the lessons of the past are still fresh in our minds.”

"They don't even dare to look me in the eye, you believe it or not?"

"Look, this is what I wanted."

Upon hearing this, Pavel completely broke down.

"Madman...you madman...what good will it do you to kill us?"

He craned his neck and roared, "What will you get? Money? Power?"

Do you really think that being feared by all countries will lead to a good end?

"Madman! Madman! Madman!!!"