Arknights' Lock of Heaven

"Since he's a madman, it's perfectly reasonable for him to kill a few people at will, right?"

"Alright, without further ado, it's time to send you on your way."

"You know, to repay you for targeting Maria before, I specially picked out a VIP seat for you."

"I hope you're satisfied, after all, the people around you are of much higher status than you."

His voice faded into the distance.

"But so what if you're not satisfied? Go ahead and complain about me in the underworld if you dare!"

"..."

"...Virtue will always exist, and this city isn't that bad yet, but—"

The broadcast on television continued.

"Virtue cannot change this era!"

The Blood Knight's powerful voice startled the surviving woman awake, and she crawled out from under the table, trembling.

Look towards the door of the room.

The once spotless mansion is now littered with corpses.

-

"I feel... something is happening..." Amiya clutched her chest anxiously, something boiling and roaring inside her.

It urged her to join the feast.

But when she looked around, she saw a crowd of cheering, enthusiastic spectators, and the sounds of swords and axes clashing between the Radiant Knights and the Blood Knights echoing throughout the arena.

“This feeling…” Amiya looked at her heart. Only one person had ever given her this feeling.

Xia Yu Consultant.

“Relax, Amiya,” the Doctor said, taking her hand. “Don’t forget, we’re here to rest.”

"It's none of my business!"

"I...I know..."

Hearing this, Amiya obediently lowered her head and sat down.

Mr. Xia Yu... what are you doing right now?

-

What is Xia Yu doing?

Of course, they're happily preparing the ropes.

"Yes, those things, the spirit, are like gems. You illuminate these gems, waiting for someone else to pick them up again."

The Blood Knight's voice rang out with the clang of swords and axes clashing, "This is your narrow-mindedness, Margaret."

"Dedication, sacrifice, and fighting for justice are certainly noble and righteous, and I admire you, but these chivalrous qualities may not be able to save this complex era."

Under the broadcast playing on the billboard, Xia Yu is working diligently.

"No, what happened?" He looked with disgust at the richly dressed person that his clone had dragged back, who was now covered in stench and had lost control of his bladder.

"You threatened him?"

"No," the clone waved his hand, "I just explained to him how he died."

"Who knew this guy was such a coward!"

"And he was restless the whole way back, I didn't dare get too close to him!"

Well, indeed.

His incontinence was so terrifying that even Xia Yu had to give him a wide berth.

The clone had no choice but to find a rope, put it around his neck, and drag him back.

The person is now on the verge of death.

He's about to die on the spot.

"No wonder you came back so late even though you were so close by," Xia Yu said, waving her hand dismissively.

Then, using magic, he tied the noose around the man's neck to a street lamp.

Let's avoid having to deal with two different people and just use this one directly.

"You hand the pickaxe to the weak and teach them to break through the rock wall, but you don't teach them how to build a new home."

The Blood Knight's words were so thought-provoking.

As Xia Yu hung the person on the street lamp, she turned her head to look at the big screen.

"Or—you didn't tell them that there was a new path to take; they should have many paths to choose from."

This is a real talent. Regardless of the person hanging behind her, struggling like a salted fish, Xia Yu stroked her chin.

We need to see if we can bring him back.

Hmm, didn't Charne mention before that he was the one who promoted the Blood Knight?

Okay, then let him go and see the Blood Knight.

After making up her mind, Xia Yu started walking towards the next street lamp.

Sigh, he's going to be very busy tonight.

-

"The Champions Wall exhibition hall is fogged up..."

"Legendary Silver Spear Pegasus," Pegasus said solemnly, looking at the Grandmaster, Grand Knight Ioleta Russell, before him.

“Ignore it,” Ioleta Russell said, turning to look at the broadcast in front of her.

"Come and watch the game."

"The Lin Guang family motto is: 'Never fear the darkness and hardship...'"

She looked at Margaret Nearl, who was fighting the Blood Knight in the arena, and shook her head.

"These promising talents are forced to grow up in this rotten soil..."

"Perhaps we made a wrong decision, Cyril..."

"Grandmaster, is it really necessary..."

“I believe Margaret,” she said calmly. “The Business Federation never guessed our purpose.”

"Of course... they must think that you came here to give them a warning, as part of the Supervisory Council's efforts to consolidate its power."

"Of course, we definitely have that purpose too."

“But businessmen will never understand how far we can go for Margaret’s child.”

"Fear not the darkness and hardship, this is the family motto of the Lin Guang family."

"Back then, these words were engraved on the shields and weapons of forty-one knights."

"Although only seven people returned alive later."

"The Dawn of the Golden Plains, this battle is familiar to every knight who fought, Grandmaster," Pegasus bowed his head, "a salute to you, and to every knight who sacrificed himself in the battle!"

"Want to hurt Margaret?" A hint of nostalgia flashed in Ioleta Russell's eyes. "Those seven from back then aren't all dead yet."

“I understand, Grandmaster,” Pegasus said. “It’s time for us to make a change.”

"But that person...that fog...are you really not going to care?"

"just in case……"

“No ifs, Lem,” Ioleta Russell called out his name.

“Margaret and I made that promise.”

"We'll just keep quiet about it. It's just a matter of saving face; if we lose it, we lose it."

Haven't we lost face enough over the years?

260 The Weakness of the Bourgeoisie

Compared to the elite group of heroic assassins, the hired bodyguards were utterly helpless.

"Sir...you go quickly...I'll hold them off..." Before the tall Kuranta could finish speaking, the assassin in black swiftly snapped his neck.

His expensive armor couldn't save his life.

"Damn...damn!"

"I am Amy Fornal!" he shouted at the assassin in a panic, "Director of the Business Federation, President of Cloud Pharma!"

You can't do this to me!

"These damn bodyguards... they couldn't even stop an assassin... and I spent so much money on them..."

"Damn it...damn it! You can't kill me...you can't kill me!"