Vote for Your Knight! - Chapter 46

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Vote for your knight!
Chapter 46
“What’s wrong?”
“What’s happened?”
Everyone startled, leaning in to study the screen.
With Dmitri still recovering, the last thing they needed was for him to see malicious comments.
Kusto, seized by panic, even covered Dmitri’s eyes with his hands.
Dmitri’s got such a cute habit lol
Every time he’s annoyed he frowns and pushes his hair back to the side lol
– I’m not the only one who noticed that lol
– Oh and when he coughs, he covers his mouth with his fist, it’s so cool and cute
But when Kusto peered at the screen Dmitri had been watching, his hand fell away.
Dmitri blinked in disbelief, staring hard at the display.
“Is this real? You all aren’t trying to prank me……?”
“Even if I’m top of the Academy, I couldn’t manipulate something like this.”
Olivier spoke with certainty.
Killian scrolled through the page with curiosity.
“Dmitri, you’re getting a pretty good response?”
Then his finger paused on a particular section.
Sick of seeing those bugs swarm all over Dmitri
Just because he’s getting a good reaction doesn’t mean he’s not a traitor lol
– How shameless, just because the response is good
– Don’t even care, the backlash is coming anyway
– The princess is backing him so she’s got weird taste too
– Stop lurking in the shadows like this and just say it outright
ㄴ Ok, I’ll say it plainly~ Dmitri is a traitor, a murderer, he should be eliminated
Killian hastily scrolled back up.
But the sentiment was similar there too.
While some comments were encouraging, many were just insults and jabs at one another.
“Wow, the world’s terrifying.”
Killian muttered wearily.
But Dmitri himself was smiling softly.
Kusto glanced at him and asked.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Because there really are people cheering for me, even if only a few. I’ve heard insults so many times I’m used to them. This is just ticklish at this point.”
“Even so, this isn’t right!”
Olivier suddenly stepped forward before the tablet, agitated.
“I’m going to tell them you’re not a traitor. Show them what a good person you really are…….”
“No. Olivier!”
“Not now!”
“Let me! After everything you’ve done for me, this much is……!”
Olivier, usually so composed, was worked up.
The debt he felt from Dmitri saving him when he was a dropout during the 2nd Evaluation still weighed on him.
But not only Dmitri, but the other knights blocked him as well.
Any post made in this agitated state would be believed by no one.
It was then they were at an impasse.
“Who is that? Olivier?”
“Could those really be……?”
People waiting in line for their turn began murmuring when they caught sight of the masked knights.
‘We’ve been spotted.’
The knights exchanged a glance.
‘Let’s get out of here.’
Then the murmuring began to swell.
One woman gathered her courage and approached them directly.
“You’re the Cartamen knights, aren’t you?”
“Uh, yes…….”
Caught off guard by the sudden question, Kusto answered innocently without thinking.
That was the beginning.
“Aren’t you Kusto? Your voice—you’re definitely Kusto!”
“And next to you, is that Duke David?”
Others crowded around them as well.
“Please sign this!”
“Could you write a message here?”
Postcards, slogans, and sketches bearing the knights’ faces and names were thrust toward them.
“A signature? You mean…now?”
While Dmitri and Kusto looked flustered, David and Olivier quickly grabbed the pens being offered and signed away.
Killian, noticing the shift in mood, awkwardly began signing as well.
“Everyone, please maintain order! Give them some space!”
Just then, someone called out loudly—a round-faced woman with red hair.
“That’s right! Let’s not make things hard for our knights!”
“We must protect the honor of Mari and the Order!”
At her words, the crowd that had been pressing in gradually stepped back, creating distance between themselves and the knights.
It was a curious sight.
Without soldiers present, people organizing themselves through sheer will.
Watching them with admiration, a strange feeling suddenly crept in.
The crowd had arranged itself in a circle around the knights, keeping their distance.
‘It’s almost like…’
‘…being a caged animal in a zoo.’
Grateful as it was, it didn’t feel entirely pleasant.
‘Time to go.’
David flashed a look to the other knights.
“Thank you so much for your love and support! However, we have duties to attend to, so we must take our leave!”
Olivier called out as well.
“Sorry we couldn’t sign for everyone!”
The two men rounded up the other knights, who were standing uncertainly, and slipped through the crowd.
The onlookers exclaimed—”Wow!”, “They’re coming this way!”—while clearing a path.
Some rudely reached out to touch the knights’ bodies, but most allowed them to pass with decorum.
* * *
Reclaim the stolen Emperor’s Sword from the Island of Death!
A 2nd Evaluation reenacting the exploits of the 12th Di Eques!
“Knights with higher rankings may select five team members.”
(Knights selecting their team members)
“Hey, isn’t that team way too strong?”
“Yeah, they’re just cherry-picking all the top-ranked knights.”
“That’s not fair.”
In front of the Plaza, where Episode 5 would air.
David arrived early to wait, watching the preview play on the screen.
He needed to secure a good spot.
The front row hurt the neck too much.
The back rows were too far; David’s beauty wouldn’t show well.
In short, a moderately front seat was ideal.
‘You pick up all these tricks when you follow Cartamen long enough.’
But it seemed he wasn’t the only one who’d learned such expertise.
‘Why’d he sit down next to me?’
An unwelcome person had taken the seat beside him.
It was Joan.
Recently, David and Joan had fought openly in the Plaza, and an anonymous community post criticizing both fanbases had gone viral.
Joan had supposedly started the conflict first?
– What are you talking about lol David kept provoking
ㄴ Look at these Joan bugs—they take after their leader so well they’re great at lying
ㄴㄴ David bugs at least pretend to be modest like their leader instead of being two-faced
Just stop fighting already
– David and Joan are both the same
ㄴ Yeah, only they don’t see it
ㄴ Please just both disappear
Honestly, it felt unfair.
Joan had been grinding on his nerves from the start, and when David replied even once, Joan grabbed him by the hair.
‘I was only responding.’
In any case, the public reaction truly was poor.
It risked turning both fanbases into public enemies, and might even damage David and Joan themselves.
‘I’ll hold it in today.’
David watched Joan with narrowed eyes, thinking this to himself.
Joan seemed to share the sentiment—he let out a sharp huff of derision and turned away.
‘Insufferable.’
‘Insufferable.’
The two of them cursed silently in perfect unison as they fixed their eyes on the opening Cartamen episode five.
Episode five began with the Knight Inauguration Ceremony for the survivors of the first Cartamen trials.
David, who had sensed it then, clasped both hands tightly together.
‘Our David receiving the official commendation—that’s so cool.’
This is why I voted.
She glanced sideways at Joan, who was visibly annoyed, and let out a pleased laugh.
Soon the full 2nd Evaluation began to air.
A vast circular arena.
When the spectacle filled the screen—the entire center brimming with crystal-clear water—the plaza erupted in gasps of wonder.
Floating on the water’s surface was a buoy-shaped model of the “Island of Death,” fitted with wooden structures and rock formations.
It was truly a magnificent set.
“The Maritime Warfare task is to board a vessel, journey to the island, and retrieve the Emperor’s Sword hidden within the cave,” Edit said on screen.
Edit spoke from within the screen.
The team that recovered the sword fastest and returned would receive a hundred thousand points as a reward.
The explanation continued: nine knights from the team who earned the highest scores from the audience would also receive a hundred thousand points each.
‘Since all the points earned so far will be reset, those hundred thousand points are an enormous advantage.’
Who else would finish first if not our David?
Yet suddenly a troubling thought crept in.
‘There are so many people who always complain about David coming in first. What if that makes the audience vote for him less?’
Damn the backlash.
Either way, being too good is a liability.
David, ranking first, picked his teammates first.
Arsen, Deni, Pierre, Killian….
They were all highly ranked knights with formidable strength.
“Wow, that team is way too strong.”
“Isn’t David being greedy?”
“The game’s over already, it’s done.”
Murmurs rose from the surrounding crowd.
“Of course he’s plucking out all the popular ones. Just let him try picking Joan.”
An annoying voice came from beside her.

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