Chapter 1231 Troubles

When I learned that the opponent in the first game two days later was the Knights of the Round Table in York, I was heartbroken.

The demeanor of the captain of the guild's second combat team is still active in my memory. I have to say that that battle was simply too exciting.

Clayton's sharp knight's sword and President Steelhammer's fierce fighting style are all engraved in my mind. Every time I think about it carefully, I can't help but feel a lot.

The strength of the captain of the second combat team is beyond my reach, let alone the captain of the first combat team who is stronger than him, and the president of the Knights of the Round Table Guild.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh heavily: How far can my guild go in this Zephyr Competition?

"It's done!"

I heard the boss's relaxed voice in my ears. I raised my head and saw him packing things.

"So fast?" I murmured subconsciously.

"It's already unpleasant." The boss pointed to the magic wall clock hanging on the wall: "More than an hour has passed."

Looking at the time, more than an hour has really passed.

"I saw that you were preoccupied just now, so I didn't bother you." The boss took a sip of water and said slowly, "You must have a lot of worries now."

"Well, it's quite a lot," I said casually.

"It's good to have worries," the boss said hehely, "Having worries means that you are living a wonderful life. If you don't have any worries at all, then life will be meaningless, don't you think?"

"?" I was startled, and after carefully savoring the boss's words, I suddenly felt enlightened. I smiled and said, "You are right, I have learned a lesson."

It was quite a hard job dragging Billy out of the restaurant!

Especially, when he was drunk and his ears were warm.

This bastard, how dare he ignore discipline, and how dare he come out and embarrass himself when he is so drunk!

It simply undermines the wisdom of my fearless guild!

Meowing, cool water to serve!

When he got home, he threw Billy on the ground, got a bucket of cold water, and poured it all over him with a hood over his face, directly waking him up from his drunken state.

"What's going on!" Billy sat up suddenly and exclaimed: "Is it a flood?"

After he calmed down and looked around, he realized that he had been surrounded by everyone in the guild. Among them, the president, Cagalli, stood directly opposite him, holding her arms with her arms, half-smiling.

"This." Billy wiped his face and showed a flattering smile: "President, in fact, there is a reason for this."

"Oh?" Cagalli said slowly, "Really? Well, I'll give you a chance to explain."

"Thank you, President, actually."

"Wait a minute." Cagalli waved her hand: "I promised to give you a chance to explain, but not now."

As she said that, she waved, and Zach came over with a big stick. Cagalli said slowly: "I told you to disobey orders and drink until you are drunk without permission. Beat me, hard. After the treatment, Let’s fight again after treatment!”

Seeing Cagalli getting angry, I couldn't help but tremble. When I turned around, I found Gordo looking at me. I shrugged at him, and he shook his head at me and sighed deeply.

The beating was so brutal that I couldn't bear to look at it, so I closed my eyes.

After the stick injury was completely healed, Billy still limped to the main hall and stood in front of us listlessly. His whole body trembled when he saw the stick. It seemed that Zach had struck hard enough this time.

However, if you want to cure a serious illness, you have to take strong medicine.

After Cagalli agreed and Billy began to explain himself, Billy started to defend himself, mainly blaming me.

His meaning is simple: if I don't ask them to drink, he won't drink too much, and he won't get drunk, and naturally he won't get this slap.

Cagalli turned to me. She didn't question why I let them go out drinking. She asked me, "Did you ask them to moderate themselves?"

"Yes," I said, "I told them not to drink too much."

"Is that so?" Cagalli turned to Gordo.

Gordo nodded: "Yes, the captain has said this."

"Do you have anything else to defend?" Cagalli turned to Billy.

Billy is exhausted, and even Godot, who has the closest relationship with him, refuses to help him spread rumors, so why should he bother to do it?

As a result, Billy lowered his stance, and all kinds of guarantees poured out like water in the Yellow River.

In the end, Cagalli got tired of hearing this and said that that was the end of the matter and that she would not do it again. Then she got up and prepared lunch with everyone.

When Billy saw that the president had forgiven him, he immediately raised his tail and bared his teeth at me to express his dissatisfaction.

Too lazy to pay attention to him, I leaned on the sofa and asked Gordo who was sitting next to me: "The people I met in the weapons shop today are said to be from the Knights of the Round Table Guild in Hanoi, York. Have you seen them?"

Gordo nodded: "I have seen it."

"Do you remember where you saw it?"

"I don't remember." Gordo shook his head.

"Then how do you know you've seen them?" I asked again.

"They look familiar," Godot said. "Everyone who looks familiar must be someone I have met before. Although I can't remember what happened before, I know this very well."

"That's it"

I have to say, it’s a bit regretful, I thought I could find some clues related to Godot.

Perhaps the relationship between Gordo and those people is as I expected before. They were once rivals, fought several times, and developed a sympathetic and heroic feeling. When we met again, I wanted to say hello, but I found Gordo looking at me with a look that seemed familiar. I felt a little lonely, so I showed that tangled look in my eyes, but why should I be on guard?

I still can't figure this out.

While preparing lunch, Emily and her team came back from outside, along with Jin Siqi, Princess Aurora and Mi Lulu.

After saying hello, Emily seemed to notice that I looked strange, so she invited me to the backyard together on the pretext of a discussion.

During the discussion, she asked me: "Are you worried?"

I nodded.

"A serious concern?" she asked again.

I nodded again.

"Is it because of the opponent in the next game?" she asked again.

"Yes," I said, "York is a guild in Seoul, a very powerful guy."

"It shouldn't be the Silver Wing Guild," Emily said.

"No," I said, "It's another guild, the Knights of the Round Table."

"The Knights of the Round Table Guild?" She was silent for a moment: "I have never heard of the name of this guild. Is it very powerful?"

"Of course it's vulnerable to you," I said with a wry smile, "but it's a powerful enemy to me."

"Oh." She nodded, made a show of swordsmanship, and said, "If you feel very distressed, don't fight."

"How can that be done?" I said seriously: "Losing can only mean that I am not strong enough, but being timid is a sign of cowardice. The Fearless Guild can lose, but it must not be timid!"

"But you're in trouble now, aren't you?" Emily put away her sword, exhaled softly, and said, "Then do you want me to come in and help?"

"No need for that," I said, "If you go up and kill the opponent in three or two strokes, how can we make progress?"

"Then I won't do anything."

"It won't work if you don't do it." I shook my head repeatedly and said, "With your reputation and strength, even if you are standing on the field, the opponent will be scared to the point of fear. Such a battle is very boring, and I don't want it."