Arknights Welcome to Terra Continent

"cheers!"

In the bar, everyone was celebrating Maria's victory.

Fortunately, Maria's injuries were not serious, otherwise the celebration party might have to be postponed for a few days.

Although her arm is still wrapped in bandages and there are two Band-Aids on her face, that's all.

"Congratulations to you for winning. It was a great performance. You are much better than Old F."

I can only say that he is worthy of being an Ursus. There were seven or eight empty wine bottles in front of Koval alone.

"Tsk, that's indeed much better than me, but it's not your turn to say such things, old man."

Fogwald snorted coldly, and under the influence of alcohol, he started wrestling with Koval, almost overturning the table.

"Well done, girl. This is for you."

Martin raised his head, drank the wine in the glass, and continued.

"You were able to find Serkiak's weakness in that situation and kill him with one strike. You did a great job. And this was after the battle lasted for nearly twenty minutes and you were always at a disadvantage."

"Honestly, you're amazing."

Maria's cheeks turned slightly red and she smiled sheepishly.

"No, that's not the case... If he wasn't wearing that defective model of armor, I might not have known where to start."

Maria recalled her experience during the competition.

"I have never heard of the Jack2 model. The cooling system has too many loopholes. It is basically a test product."

"But Serchiak is indeed an experienced competition knight. This kind of thing is not uncommon. He concealed the shortcomings of the promotional materials very well. And you don't have to be modest. Knight competitions have always been based on results."

"Zofia, I told you Maria could defeat Serkiak with just one move...Zofia?"

Beichen, who had been feeding Xiaolan with snacks, was just about to talk to Zofia, but when he turned around, he saw Zofia lying on the table.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Zofia slowly straightened her back, with a visibly flushed face.

She looked around blankly, then turned her gaze to Maria and suddenly spoke.

“…………Maria!”

Maria was startled by the sudden call and answered subconsciously.

"To!"

"You have to deliberately control your mentality. It's not enough to just keep a normal mind. You have to be proactive, take the initiative to reflect on yourself, and take the initiative to calm down."

"Arrogance and complacency are things that are dangerous the more you think you don't have them. The impact of victory is something you are not aware of, and this carelessness will...paralyze you!"

Zofia suddenly raised her voice on the last three words.

"Ming, I understand!"

Maria asked quietly as she echoed.

"Aunt, are you drunk?"

"I didn't! And don't call me aunt!"

As if she had noticed some sensitive words, the dazed Sofia opened her eyes wide for a moment, but soon narrowed them again.

"Girl, carry your aunt to the sofa in the back and let her sleep for a while."

"Oh, okay, auntie... could you please lift your feet?"

"Don't call me aunt!"

After carrying Sofia to the sofa in the back to rest alone, the rest of the people started chatting again.

"I didn't expect that even Zofia would be so drunk this time. Actually, she can drink quite well."

Martin couldn't help but sigh.

"She is under a lot of pressure. It's her first time watching the game as a coach and listening to that loudmouth Mob's chatter. What's more, the person on the field is you, Maria."

"What's wrong, Martin? I remember the time you watched Zofia's game. You were her coach at best."

Fugwald smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Although you may be reluctant to say this, it is true. How long has it been since I first saw Zofia in battle? Twelve years? Fifteen years?"

"............You are really old and confused. You can't even remember the days. Zofia is not that old."

People on the side complained that if Sofia heard this, they couldn’t even imagine the consequences.

"Hahaha, that's true. That was nine years ago. The Blood Knight, the Shining Knight, and the Black Knight have all won three special championships. But I didn't expect that she could still participate in this special championship."

As they talked, everyone's eyes shifted to Beichen again.

"Ahem, it's just a small favor, not worth mentioning. Anyway, weren't the champions the Black Knights twelve years ago and fifteen years ago?"

Beichen chose to change the subject directly. If this topic were to be brought up about himself, he didn't know how long he would talk about it.

"That Caprini, it feels like a name from the past."

Martin couldn't help but sigh, and Fogwald nodded and spoke.

"Until now, she is still regarded as a benchmark of the times by the media. I don't know where people like her went after Casimir disappeared."

"I heard that he was following a certain overseas chaebol. Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's not very knight-like. Although we don't look like knights either, hahahaha."

"She really deserves the title of Black Knight. Generally speaking, knight titles don't use such broad words, otherwise there will definitely be repetitions, and it will be troublesome to call them out."

"But up to now, no knight has dared to include the word 'black' in his title, unless you are confident that you can win the championship of this special tournament."

Kjerag, who was far away, certainly couldn't imagine that even after so long, people on Casimir's side were still describing her as "that monster from Leithania".

Maria looked at Zofia, whose breathing had calmed down on the sofa, and then asked carefully.

"Aunt Zofia never told me about her competitive career. What on earth is this......?"

"Why are we suddenly reminiscing about the past during a celebration party? It's not a good thing anyway, so let it go!"

Koval hurriedly interrupted the topic. If he continued, they would be talking about sad things. Besides, Sofia's hand was healed now, so why bring up that thing?

"I, I actually really want to know, because even though I won by luck, Sister Zofia... didn't seem very happy. She didn't say much just now, she just kept drinking."

Maria couldn't help but look at Zofia again.

"She must have thought a lot about me. I don't want to let her down. I want to know her past and what she thinks."