From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

Zarak, dressed in casual clothes, sat in the stands, his tone of complaint filled with relief.

Since the knight competition was transformed into the knight assessment, without those sensational gimmicks, the people of Casimir no longer indulged in the extravagance of the knight competition, but instead began to live a new life with their feet on the ground. Even though the knight assessment was open and free of charge, the number of spectators was getting smaller and smaller.

"Sona, are you being mean to me?"

Next to the red-haired Zarak called Sona was a Zarak with long gray hair. Her face was filled with joy at the failure of the assessment of the Kalisca family's long-riding representative.

She was once a member of the Kaliska Knight family, but after accidentally contracting the mineral disease, she became a burden and shame in the eyes of the family and was eventually expelled from the family.

"The Kaliska family has nothing to do with me anymore. I am just myself now."

"Okay, okay, you are you, our Gray Hair Knight."

Sona's big fiery red tail swayed behind her, revealing the Originium crystals that pierced the skin on her forearms without any hesitation.

She and her companions are all infected.

"Then you don't want to watch it? Instead of participating in this kind of assessment, it would be more convenient to just join the army."

Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals has completely replaced the Commercial Federation's niche in Casimir. Its cheap mineral disease drugs and open policy towards the infected allow infected people like Sona and Huimao to walk openly in Kavaleriaki instead of being confined to a few marginal plots.

"Don't you want to join the Order Management Association? Why do you want to join the army now?"

"Let's try everything. If nothing works, we can just go back to farming."

Sona and Hui no longer paid any attention to the depressed Kalisca family knight on the field, and stood up and left the arena.

Chapter 163: The Order Management Association in Casimir

"As the temporary vice president of the Order Management Association, Ms. Xinteleya, would you consider doing some work?"

Pushing open the glass curtain door, Margaret walked into the former headquarters of the No Helmet Alliance, now the Casimir Order Management Association.

"...Young lady of the Linguang family, why are you here again?"

Xinteleya, who was originally thinking about what to eat in the evening, saw Margaret and immediately felt tired in her heart, because Margaret's appearance usually meant the emergence of difficult troubles.

"I'm sorry, Miss Xinteleya, if possible, I don't want to run around so often."

Just as Si Ye was worried about, although Casimir's army had completely submitted to Si Ye's rule, Casimir's aristocratic feudal system meant that even if Russell came forward, there were still many troublemakers who refused to cooperate and continued to emerge.

These declining nobles whose fiefdoms were in remote areas had indeed caused Margaret a lot of trouble, and Margaret could not mobilize the knights guarding the border to deal with these troublemakers every day, so the task of dealing with these troublemakers fell on the Order Management Association.

"…Roy and Monique are out on a mission. Why don't you consider going to your uncle?"

It was almost time to get off work, and Xinteleya didn't want to move.

"My uncle has already taken care of this matter, but there is another target that needs someone trustworthy to handle."

"…briefing…"

Xinteleya was helpless. When Si Ye left Casimir, he discovered the complicated network caused by this crappy knight aristocracy system. The Order Management Association was used to deal with these knight aristocrats.

Xinteleya doesn't want to be a useless vase, so she naturally needs to fulfill her duties.

"Olmer Ingra? Wasn't this 'Rusty Copper' hanged at the beginning along with that bunch of foolish nobles?"

After receiving the briefing, Xinteleya saw a name that was extremely popular when knight competitions still existed.

'Rusty Bronze' Knight, Olmer Ingla.

Rather than calling him a knight, Xinteleya felt that this guy was more like a butcher, because he would always maliciously injure others on the field and even chase down fallen opponents.

But thanks to the fact that the Ingla family is a family with a long history in Casimir, and the fact that the Commercial Federation had absolute power at the time, this guy repeatedly avoided legal sanctions by relying on aristocratic privileges and a lot of sponsorship.

This kind of guy with a bad record should have been dealt with after Si Ye completely took control of Kavaleriaki.

"His family found a substitute to die in his place... After holding it in for a month, this guy couldn't hold it in any longer and appeared on the edge of the land, seriously injuring an infected person who had just registered for the knight assessment. My uncle went straight to the Ingra family, but there's no need to keep such a nasty guy..."

Xinteleya raised her eyebrows. After almost a month of training, Margaret had developed a sense of oppression and a decisive aura that came from being in a high position. Si Ye had indeed made the right choice.

"So what you're saying is that you don't need to worry about Ingramagra, and just deal with them the way Si Ye handles it, right?"

Xinteleya sighed, but still accepted the briefing, saying that she would do the job, but she still asked an additional question.

"He should be considered a direct descendant of the Ingra family. Just deal with him directly. What do the Ingra family say?"

Xinteleya made a gesture of wiping her neck, the meaning was self-evident.

"Uncle went to negotiate... If possible, I still hope that those families can be more sensible."

Margaret's face was full of helplessness. The more old-fashioned and long-standing the knight family was, the less they could see the situation clearly. They always thought that in Casimir, which was ruled by Si Ye, they could still enjoy privileges with the connections and power they had accumulated in the past.

"...Okay, then I'll be in charge of this 'Rusty Copper'. If there are any unexpected issues, just contact Roy and Monique directly. I don't work overtime at night!"

Xintelaiya emphasized the words "no overtime" with great force. After all, working overtime was okay when she was a small platinum member of the No-Horn Alliance, but now she is the vice president of the Order Management Association, so working overtime is out of place.

After that, she picked up the bow and arrow beside the desk. She wanted to deal with this so-called "rusty copper" as soon as possible. Xinteleya was determined not to work overtime.

As for whether he can survive the fight?

Unlike the Helmetless Alliance, the Order Management Association is a violent organization directly under Si Ye. Si Ye also specially reserved a group of synths with combat restrictions for the Order Management Association. Although these synths cannot defeat the hero-level, they can use their unreasonable and iron-willed bodies to deal with some titled knights as easily as eating and drinking water.

With Xinteleya's authority, she can even mobilize nearly a hundred synths at once.

Not to mention rusty copper, even if the opponent is made of titanium alloy, it will be hammered into pieces by the iron fist of the synth.

...

"Russell, do you have the same attitude?!"

Ingla Manor, as an ancient knight family of Casimir, this manor covers a large area, and the ancient and elegant buildings tell of the wealth owned by this family.

Russell and Mainna stood silently in the manor, looking at the elderly headman of the Ingra family opposite them with expressionless faces.

The fact that a knight with a long history of bad deeds like 'Rusty Bronze' was able to escape by dying in his place was already the result of Russell turning a blind eye. If the other party just hides his identity, considering that the Ingra family is very cooperative with Casimir's new policy, it is not impossible to spare his life.

But the other party seemed to think that just avoiding the limelight was enough. In less than a month, this playboy was released again. He neither changed his appearance nor hid his identity. He walked openly on the streets of Cavaleliaki.

Then he had a conflict with an infected person who had signed up for the knight assessment, and with his weapon advantage, he seriously injured the infected person.

At this point, Russell and Mainna no longer had any face to save for the Ingola family. The Ingola family did not understand the horror of Si Ye, but Russell did. Russell did not want Si Ye to kill and cause bloodshed, so she had to do it herself.

"If the Ingra family immediately gives up resistance and awaits judgment... I can still allow one or two branches of the Ingra family to survive."

Maina glanced at Russell and said nothing.

In the eyes of Mainna, who was gradually regaining his former knight-errant character, the actions of the Ingra family were a slap in the face of everyone in the new Casimir government. If they did not punish them severely to scare them away, it would not be enough to suppress the petty thoughts of the nobles in the remote fiefdoms of Casimir.

"The Ingra family is aristocracy! Aristocrats! When I was a knight, cough cough cough! You, Russell, were even just an apprentice!"

The Ingla family is not a Pegasus, but its head, Changqi, was lucky enough to avoid several Uka wars and should have survived to this day. In terms of seniority, he is indeed a generation older than Cyril Linguang and Russell.

"It's just that he seriously injured an infected person! Olmer could even inherit the entire Ingra family, and you want to punish him and the entire Ingra family for such a small matter?"

An ancient family, alas ~ there may have been outstanding people among its ancestors, but now they are just a bunch of useless people who live off their ancestors’ legacy and wait to die.

Mainna understood Si Ye's requirements more and more. Knights who wanted to inherit the family business had to pass an assessment or join the army. Otherwise, if these good-for-nothings were allowed to inherit the family, they would be of no use except making food more expensive and constantly damaging Casimir's interests.

"This isn't punishment, this is a punishment. Olmer Ingra's severely injured infected person will need about a year to recover and return to normal physical condition. This is a serious violation of the New Order regulations."

Mainna refuted the Ingla family's chief knight with an expressionless face, thinking in his mind how to swing the sword so as to split the entire Ingla mansion in half and make a noise that could be heard and seen by the whole of Cavalelia, so as to serve as a warning to others.

"He's escaped punishment for his crimes, maliciously wounded others, and his previous crimes. He won't have a future. The Order Management Association's agents will make him pay for everything he did."

"Linguang family kid! Even Cyril has to talk to me nicely, how can you..."

Hearing Mainna's words, the Ingra cavalryman opposite straightened his chest, and the medal passed down from his ancestors, representing his great contributions to Casimir, shone brightly on his chest.

"The legendary Ingra is indeed a hero I should admire, but you are just a successor who has never even fought on the battlefield of Uka. Given my father's personality, there is no way he would care about you."

Mainna's words amused Russell next to her, but Mainna was right. The Ingra family was indeed ancient, but now they were just a group of parasites living under the glory of their ancestors.

"No need to say more. On behalf of the Casimir Order Management Association, I sentence the Ingra family to...death!"

Mainna drew his sword with lightning speed, and his accumulated Originium skills gushed out like a tide, cutting the Ingra family's cavalry in front of him and the mansion behind him into two halves.

A huge blade of light rose from the ground, and the sound of houses collapsing spread throughout the moving city.

"I'm really old... I can't even sense the technique of accumulating Originium."

Russell watched the houses and mansions collapse without changing his expression, and complained about the head knight of the Ingra family who was washed into a skeleton on the ground by the torrent of light.

"Grand Knight Commander Russell, a branch of the Ingra family, please select some smart people."

Under Mainna's clever control, the ancient medal was not destroyed. Mainna threw it to Russell, looking like he was going home from get off work.

Looking at the medal in his hand, Russell watched Mainna walking away, and looked at the messy ruins with a headache.

"Brat..."

Chapter 164 Olmer Ingla

"But... they're just some infected people!"

Huddled in the alley, holding a bloodstained axe, Olmer was trembling all over.

It wasn't fear, but anger. He was a noble of the Ingra family. First, because of some ridiculous Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals, he was forced to hide in a secret room at home for more than a month. Now he was being hunted because of an infected person who dared to argue with him.

Ridiculous, ridiculous!!

Olmer didn't think he was wrong. Isn't that what knights and nobles are like? Without these privileges, how could the world know the glory and honor of knights and nobles?

Although Olmer thought so, Casimir was no longer under the control of these people.

Without the influence of the Chamber of Commerce, and with the military and political circles controlled by Si Ye, the Casimir Cavalry will no longer be timid because of the privileges of the knight nobility. This is why Olmer is hiding in the alley at this time.

"Grandfather will definitely settle these problems quickly, these hateful guys, but..."

The specially treated silent arrow cut through the air lightly and headed straight for Olmer's head.

Although Olmer was a dandy, he was able to earn the name "butcher" in the knight competition, which showed that he was no ordinary person. Even if the silent arrow only made a slight vibration through the air, he was able to sense the attack at the first moment.

He swung the axe in his hand, leaving a deep cut on the concrete wall. With the help of the reaction force, he managed to dodge the arrow.

"who!"

"Olmer Ingla, escaped death in vain, malicious wounding, multiple crimes, deprivation of citizenship, immediate execution."

Synths armed with crossbows appeared deep in the alley, reading out Olmer's crimes, and synths wearing Order Management Association uniforms began to approach on the street.