The miserable life of Arknights

“...... I heard that in the end, all the knights of the tower were killed, and again, there was no one to support them.

The knight tapped his fingers lightly on his armour, making a crisp sound, "They still hold on to the glory that belongs to Victoria until the end."

"Heroes die silently, victory does not belong to them."

"During these months of travel, some tourists told me about Victoria, and in twenty years, no steam knight was born."

"Maybe they have long been betrayed, betrayed - never overnight."

The Demon Knights stood in front of the Steam Knights performing ancient rituals, and these knights were enough to earn his respect.

Victoria spliced together by greed, ambition and desire.

Tallulah looked at the red dragon and golden lion that had not yet dissipated, the greedy red dragon, and the golden lion who threw the country.

"Victoria killed herself."

Tallula's words traveled through time to the ears of the two beast masters.

The red dragon and the golden lion looked at each other, grinning at each other, and dissipated in the next moment.

Those voices dissipated with the disappearance of the red dragon and the golden lion, no longer stimulating Tallula, because they knew that none of this could shake this impure bloodline Draco.

Silence returned to Tallulah ears.

“...... Let's go.

As Tallulah spoke, the crowd followed behind her towards where the Breath of Kings had been placed.

The Logos stopped in the middle of the many steam knights.

"Obsession, grudge, the place where the bones of the kings are buried, the steam knight protects the peace, Victoria abandons glory, betrays..." the

young banshee lord whispered.

In Tallullah, the three left the empty space.

A golden spell appeared in front of Logos, and a steam knight skeleton stood up, and against the background of the pitch-black armor, the white steam emitted from the pores was particularly conspicuous.

His arms were swinging, and he got up from the ground and looked at Logos, at the people who had entered the room where the Breath of Kings had been placed.

Then he walked towards Logos, step by step, abandonment could not knock him down, betrayal could not, death could not.

That was the belief condensed by many steam knights.

"Victoria."

Logos stood on his path, listening to him say Victoria over and over again.

The Breath of Kings symbolizes Victoria.

The Steam Knights called the sword, the Breath of Kings, Victoria, the Victoria they swore to guard.

They were betrayed by the grand Victoria, so they went to guard the symbolic Victoria.

The knight's faith will avenge all enemies who seek to take Victoria.

"It's time to stop."

Buzz -

The steam knight froze, and his raised steps slammed to the ground in the next moment.

The steam knight looked down at the people who stood in his way.

Logos turned away and walked towards Tallula, the huge steam knight armor standing in place, unable to move any further.

"Victoria..."

What is Victoria?

The steam knight took an oath to the king, promised the people, and saluted the earth.

I have persevered through countless long dark nights, but I don't know where to look for a loyal light belonging to Victoria.

Is Victoria a king?

The king was hanged.

Is Victoria a parliament and nobles?

With no maintenance, no supplies, and no new members, they sent the Steam Knights time and time again to mortal danger to harvest the fruits of their greed.

Is Victoria a populace?

The people praised and worshiped the steam knight, but they also pinned all their desires on the steam knight. Nothing can carry such contradictions, such a huge and complex hope.

What is Victoria?

Is Victoria just an imagination?

Fortunately, there is also that sword - the breath of kings.

It is irrefutable that it is the symbol of Victoria.

Now, someone wants to tarnish his Victoria, he cannot tolerate it, he cannot lose his last - Victoria.

Bang!! Huh——!!

A huge amount of steam was discharged in an instant, and the body of the steam knight rubbed sparks in the air, which was a symbol of his resistance to the Logos spell.

The blade with the fire slashed towards the logos, and the fireworks illuminated the entire hall.

One incantation after another lined up behind Logos, as if descending the words of God and embellishing the rules.

The fireworks could not go any further behind Logos, but only streaked through the air, and the flames did not stain Logos' clothing.

"Knight's obsession."

Logos closed his eyes, raised his hand and stretched his fingertips, and the spell compressed in his arm, and in an instant, it came out of the chest, setting off a wave of dust.

An attack that could not be captured pierced the Steam Knight's left arm armor.

The steam knight felt no pain, and his right arm swung the blade towards Logos, and the fire really hit something at this moment.

When the smoke cleared, it was just a raging ravine erected in front of him.

Logos has come to the door where the Breath of Kings is placed.

The Steam Knight walked towards Logos, towards his Victoria.

The rest of the steam knights resonated with him, and some steam knights turned into streamers to fill the hole pierced by the Logos.

Without medicine, it doesn't matter, armor will fill his flesh and blood.

No food, it doesn't matter, there are always some creepy critters crawling in the dark.

Without light, it doesn't matter, that sword can bring him the only brilliance.

"Legacy."

Logos stood in front of the door, and Tallulah had already picked up the Breath of Kings.

......

Tallulah looked at the sword in front of her, it was ordinary, not huge, there were no ornate decorations, not much different from her sword.

She knew what she would bear when she held this sword.

Various images of the ice field appeared before her eyes, the tragedy of the infected.

The tragic situation of the Victoria Tara, the greedy ambition of the Grand Dukes.

The war that Sakaz will start.

Tallula, Tallulah Yatrias. The voices rang out again, only this time they were just shouting her first and last name.

Debris of the past and the impending future diameter passed through her body.

Tallulah stared at the sword and reached out to hold it.

A violent sound of steam sounded from outside the room, accompanied by Tallulah picking up the breath of kings.

"What people?" The captain of the parliamentary guard drew his sword, and the chasing knight on the side gripped the long-handled knife.

The rumble and the sound of steam jetting continued to sound.

Tallulah didn't feel that the sword in her hand was special, not as legend had it.

"Go."

Tallulah held the breath of kings and ran towards the door until the three saw the Logos standing in the doorway.

"Here you are." Logos' expression was solemn, the bone pen in his hand was rapidly writing incantations, and the golden spell was born in his stroke.

Drift towards the steam knight.

"Victoria."