Arknights, but the sickly pretty girl starts

Margaret actually had some idea of ​​what Noah was thinking about.

Before the competition, Margaret donned the Mark I Knight Armor, designed and manufactured by Noya Investment, Maria, Artisan Cat, and veteran craftsman Korva. Compared to her previous gear, this suit was lighter, more conductive to Originium techniques, and more durable. Judging by the stats alone, it could be described as a small, lightweight exoskeleton. Of course, to reduce the burden and make it easier for Margaret to use, the complete version of this suit wasn't fully developed. The current version resembled a suit with most of its modules stripped away, leaving only the protective and conductive interior.

Although she knew that this was their good intention, Margaret really had a feeling - would she have to wear a belt in the future and shout "Transform" anytime and anywhere?

After all, this suit of armor embodies cutting-edge technology from two worlds, and indeed has considerable potential. More importantly, it's custom-made for Margaret. As for how much it cost—Noya didn't say, but Margaret knew it was probably an astronomical sum.

After putting on all the equipment, Margaret took a deep breath and picked up the sword and spear leaning against the wall. Amid the sound of armor colliding, she infused her Originium skills into this set of armor and sword and spear. As the light flickered, the armor around her seemed to be awakened, and even felt like it was breathing.

This armor...it's like it's alive...

In her heart, Margaret judged the armor itself - she had no idea what this armor was made of.

But she probably didn't think about it. This set of armor was made with materials that Noah asked the craftsman cat to bring back from another world - so this might be the only set in the world, and no one else has it.

Especially the materials on this set of equipment are unparalleled in the world in their compatibility with Margaret. This set of equipment can really be passed down as a family heirloom.

When Margaret entered the arena, everyone's first reaction was dazzle. Indeed, the combination of Margaret's own brilliance, her exceptionally designed armor, and her sword and spear created a dazzling visual effect. Her opponent, the Left-Handed Knight, who had appeared earlier, had returned to his prime, having recovered from the injuries sustained in the battle with Maria. However, upon seeing Margaret's new armor, he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt.

After all, he was defeated by Margaret before. To be honest, in front of Margaret... he is indeed a challenger.

"Let's see! This is Margaret Linguang! This is the dazzling Radiant Knight. This set of armor is somewhat different from the one she used before! But we can be sure that the Radiant Knight is still the Radiant Knight. The gorgeous armor only highlights her strength. Let us wait and see! Now! Raise your hands! Shout her name!"

"Knight of Glory! Margaret—Lin Guang!"

"Lin Guang! Lin Guang! Lin Guang!" A deafening roar erupted. Noya had already covered her ears with her hands. Her action was the right one. Margaret's popularity was truly explosive; the fans' shouts alone were enough to shake the entire stadium. The fervent fans were eager for the Knight of Glory to demonstrate his true strength, and this time, the Left-Hand Knight was completely ignored. He'd been through this before, too.

They were both in the top 16 at the time, but the Left Hand Knight quickly admitted defeat after facing the Shining Knight.

At that time, he just felt that there was no benefit in going against this guy who was in the limelight, so he simply admitted defeat and went to the loser group to fight other opponents. Maybe he could even break into the top 16. As a result, he met the famous psychopath in the loser group... Wind Knight, and was sent back home by the opponent's crazy fighting methods.

The Left-Handed Knight's record of being in the top 16 for ten thousand years has become a kind of meme in knight competitions - titles like "official competition goalkeeper" seem to be compliments, but for the Left-Handed Knight himself, it is obviously the worst mockery.

The round of 16 - in a sense, it has become a kind of curse, restricting him to this position.

Although he had already made a lot of money, in that match with Maria, he even bet on Maria to win, and he really made a lot of money.

But this does not mean that I don’t have the ability. I’m just unlucky and always encounter players that I can’t deal with.

He held a spear in his left hand. The spear he used before had been directly broken by Maria's shield axe super solution. Now he was using a spare spear. When facing Margaret, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

He couldn't imagine this was the opponent he'd faced in the previous competition. Back then, Margaret had fought her way to become the youngest champion, but Black Knight's withdrawal had left her championship controversial. Left-Hand Knight also felt that while her opponent was stronger than him, she wasn't much stronger, and that he might be able to fight her. Publicly, Left-Hand Knight had even stated that he and Radiant Knight were supposed to be evenly matched.

But now - perhaps it was because the boomerang that flew out was spiraling and hitting him violently, the oppressive feeling brought to him by the Knight of Glory had reached a point that surprised him.

Five years, just five years, has she grown to this point?

This is Margaret Linguang, this is the Knight of Glory... She is even the youngest player in the entire official knight competition except for the Knight of Candle.

——Can’t win.

His intuition told him that he couldn't win.

The current Margaret is no longer someone he can look up to, and he can't even touch her in the slightest.

Before the game, he had already declared himself defeated.

There's no way I can win...

The Left-Handed Knight gritted his teeth. He knew clearly that he had no chance of winning. The opponent should also know that he was no match for her, but she just looked at him calmly, without contempt or mockery. Trash would never appear in her mouth. She would never look down on any opponent. No matter what kind of opponent she faced, she would go all out to win.

"...Knight Yao, you've been away from Casimir for so long... why did you come back?"

Zuoshou asked. He was indeed curious about what Margaret Linguang had experienced after being exiled to become so powerful. Moreover, why did she return to the hometown that had once exiled her?

"why?"

Margaret smiled. She didn't feel strange about Zuoshou's question. On the contrary, she was quite happy that he asked this question.

"For those who can't come back."

Chapter 133: The Battle of Ideas

Margaret Linguang never thought of herself as great, but she demanded that she be noble.

Because knights are noble beings who illuminate the entire earth.

She was born a knight. Family, destiny, blood, will, everything pushed her to become the best knight.

Of course, she was not a qualified knight from the beginning. She was once powerless and blinded by her own ambitions. She once thought that she only needed to win the knight competition championship to restore order. She naively believed that as long as she followed the rules, she could convince those people.

But she was wrong.

She was exiled, driven out, and sent to the suffering-filled world of Terra. The flower of chivalry that had grown in the greenhouse of Casimir wasn't even qualified to bear the people's expectations. If you truly want to ignite hope in people, then you should approach them. Oaths never fulfilled are nothing but empty words.

In Rhodes Island, through her experience with the Apostle Squad, she learned about the suffering that was everywhere on this land, and she also truly understood the price of practicing morality.

She had never imagined that after Terra was shrouded in a long night, they had forgotten even the stars they could see by looking up, and no longer paid attention to the sun rising each day. They only knew how to bow their heads, crushed by life and burdens, burned by the huge mobile city as fuel. The infected, natural disasters, Originium, the Reunion Movement, Rhodes Island, everything was reshaping this knight's will, making her realize her original folly and shortsightedness.

She wanted to change Casimir, but she definitely didn't just want to change Casimir.

She came back for those who could not come back.

Those who wanted to break the status quo but had to bow to the darkness, she couldn't even be considered a pioneer -

She was just someone willing to carry the torch—

"Heh...what nonsense! I thought you could say something powerful." The Left Hand Knight certainly didn't understand the meaning behind this sentence. He felt that it was irrelevant to the question. He raised the spear in his hand and pointed it in the direction of Margaret. His Originium skill could ignore the gap between the two sides and forcibly weaken the opponent. Moreover, the longer the Originium skill was applied, the more severe the weakening would be. This was an Originium skill that was almost born for one-on-one combat.

He used this Originium technique to defeat one enemy after another that he had originally been unable to defeat, until today.

He was well aware of the dark side of the Casimir Knights' Tournament, so he remained obedient, using his cleverness to profit immensely. He was well aware of the gap between his own strength and others', and he even developed the ability to see through the gap between his own and his opponents' strength at a glance.

This allows him to avoid some enemies that he cannot defeat, but he can harvest the weak. To be honest... he can definitely defeat the strong with the weak, but he won't do it.

Because he is very smart——

He knows his weaknesses and how to exploit his strengths.

But this time, he didn't want to be so smart... and end the game.

"Shining Knight...I will crush you."

Because before him appeared a knight who completely denied his way of life.

He must defeat her—

must!

Childish persistence, meaningless faith. The Left-Hand Knight had once mocked Maria, believing her to be merely a bunch of conservatives still clinging to past glory. But he couldn't mock the Brilliant Knight in the same way, because his words seemed so weak in front of him. The law of the jungle he followed…became his own shackles when he was the weak one.

So, he wanted to prove that he was not wrong——

The weapons collided, and the harsh sound made his left eardrum sting a little. He used all his strength to stab his spear at the opponent's vital points, but it was deflected again and again.

"What have you been doing all these years?!"

Bang! The weapon was picked up, and the sword and spear in Margaret's hands were like living things, flexible and not believable as heavy weapons.

"Hell..."

The Left Hand Knight once again distanced himself, preparing for the next attack, and he was thinking.

What should he do next? Keep his distance? No... Her sword was even longer than his own spear. Keeping her distance would be a recipe for disaster. Why would she use such a weapon? For a left-handed knight who had always used a spear, this weapon was his nemesis.

But what made him even more unbearable was the growing pressure from the opponent. His Originium skills were clearly weakening this guy, so she should be getting weaker and weaker. He had to hold her back! Once she became weaker, he could win.

Titus Topol gritted his teeth. This was revenge, a chance to prove his worth, but compared to the strength of the Radiant Knight, everything he did seemed so ridiculous.

The other party realized that he was being underestimated, but this kind of attention made him even angrier.

It seemed as if everything the Knight of Glory did was a mockery of his past behavior. He was like a rat in a sewer, suddenly seeing the bright light and his own filth, and therefore hated the bright light coming in even more.

But he had to admit—this was not a confrontation.

He is the challenger.

But the battle became more intense, and his blood, which had almost cooled down, unexpectedly began to boil hot, and a smile appeared on his face without him noticing.

"Knight! Yao!" His cry was filled with hatred and resentment, but Knight Yao's expression remained as calm as ever, even the confident and joyful expression she had when they'd fought each other had disappeared. Her calmness now was infuriating.

"I never underestimated you, Titus, never. Your Originium skills are very powerful, and I recognize your strength. I even think that if you work hard, you have the ability to enter the semi-finals. Moreover, I think you just took the wrong path." Margaret deflected the opponent's crazy attacks, feeling the weakening of the opponent's Originium skills, and spoke sincerely.

"You've lost the desire for victory that has carried you to this point."

"Don't question me!"

"Titus," Margaret Linguang asked, raising her sword and spear high. "Why do you let those labels bind you?"

"Shut up! Throw those rotten sermons of yours into the garbage heap of history! Now I want to trample everything you have. Ten minutes have passed, and you're already weak! You've been too careless! Now, I just need to keep holding on..."

"How long can you hold on?" Margaret asked. "Until I can no longer lift this sword or spear?"

"Since when...your victory has to rely on this kind of dragging and dragging method that you hate the most?" Margaret's calm words pierced through the last bit of the Left Hand Knight's disguise.

"——Knight Yao!" He shouted the title of the knight in front of him and launched a charge. He knew that this was not the best time, but he knew that this was his last bit... his last bit of courage.

A sprint, a confrontation, an all-out effort.

The Left-Hand Knight devoted everything he had to this attack.

-

That's right, he would understand after just one confrontation.

The armor covered with countless trademarks cracked, shattered, and fell to the ground like a cub breaking out of its shell. The Left-Hand Knight Titus Topol finally had his armor covered with trademarks and advertisements shattered by this blow, exposing his true appearance to everyone.

His spear had broken, and his armor was so shattered that he could no longer fight.

Victory no longer needs anyone to judge.

Margaret Linguang won the first game.

Chapter 134: The Cautious Two

The Left-Hand Knight lost, and there was no reason to argue with his defeat. It was pure suppression of strength.

To be honest, the Radiant Knight in the past did not bring any sense of oppression to these old rivals. He was simply powerful. But the Radiant Knight now makes the Left-Hand Knight feel suffocated.

That's right, suffocation.

Although the opponent's attack was not fierce and his expression was calm, Titus Topol was very clear when he faced him - he could not win. This feeling of despair became more and more obvious after repeated attempts. In the end, the opponent's nonchalant blow shattered his armor, and the game ended.

The match was completely one-sided. Left-Hand Knight couldn't even remember how he left the field. He'd thought he'd become stronger over the past five years, but the gap between him and Glory Knight had only widened. This was Golden Pegasus, this was Margaret Linguang, this was Glory Knight.

Looking at the broken armor he had taken off, his assistant was about to take it away to repair it, but was stopped by him.

"Since it's broken, there's no need to fix it. I'll get the old model." Titus Topol shook his head. He vaguely felt that despite the crushing defeat, he seemed to have found a way to become stronger. Although the old armor lacked all the fancy features, looked much rougher, and was made of ordinary material, Titus felt as if he had found something.

It's just falling into the loser group, but it doesn't mean there is no chance to move forward.

Then, let's keep going until we can't go any further...

-

"...I know why you told me to wear sunglasses." The doctor rubbed her eyes. The intense light Margaret had just unleashed made her feel like she'd been hit by a flashbang. She rubbed her eyes for a long time before recovering. Meanwhile, Candle Knight and Amiya, being exceptionally obedient, were not experiencing any discomfort. Only she had taken a full set of flashbangs. This was how the knights of the Linguang family fought, each one boasting flashbang-level brilliance.

It is said that even when broadcasting, the brightness must be deliberately lowered to properly broadcast the Knights' game.

"I told you, you'll understand my good intentions." Noah felt like laughing, but he suppressed it, even though the way his lips curled up was truly unpleasant. "Okay, the game's over as scheduled. I have to go pick up Margaret. If I'm any later, I'll probably be besieged by fans and reporters again. Excuse me."

Noah waved his hand, and Kuro appeared at the right time, pushing Noah's wheelchair to leave the venue. Viviana also stood up and followed him. She also wanted to meet Margaret. After all, she was also a fan of the Knight of Glory.

"Wait, I'll go too." Although the doctor still felt a little uncomfortable, he still stood up and said, "I also have something I want to confirm with Operator Lin Guang."

"Then let's go together." Noah didn't mean to stop them, so they quickly left the field after the game and soon arrived at the players' tunnel. They soon saw Margaret, who had already taken off his armor. Margaret also noticed Noah immediately and took the initiative to come over.

"Excuse me, Noah." She just smiled. She knew Noah came here to avoid being surrounded by fans. As a popular knight of Casimir, her current status was no less than that of a national idol. It was no exaggeration to say that if she walked even a little slower, there might even be a traffic jam.

"Congratulations on your first victory," Noah said with a smile. "How was it? Was the Left-Handed Knight difficult to deal with?"

"His Originium skills are very strong, but I won't stop just yet." Margaret said pertinently. She turned her head and looked in the direction of the doctor. "But I didn't expect the doctor to be with Noah. Did you agree to come together?"

"No, Miss Noya invited us to watch the match. You played very well, worthy of being Operator Lin Guang." The doctor also praised, "I saw your strength in Rhodes Island. I didn't expect that you would show such style after changing your equipment."

"You're so kind, Doctor." Humility is a knightly virtue, and Margaret is naturally modest, but she also has the confidence to accept compliments. "And Doctor, I also need to apologize for leaving the Rhodes Island ship without your permission."

"Amiya told me it happened suddenly, so I understand." The doctor didn't care. In fact, even if she had been there, she would have probably made the same decision as Amiya, and she believed that Operator Lin Guang's decision was well-considered. After all, even back in Rhodes Island, she was his right-hand man.

"Let's stop chatting here, Margaret. I've got a car ready. We'll leave through another passage." Noah calculated the time and realized they wouldn't be able to leave if they didn't get going. He quickly ended the conversation and got in the car with the others. They left through another passage, avoiding the frenzied crowd of fans.

Of course - there was also a Margaret fanatic who got on board.