Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

"Isn't that too much? Your Excellency Gawain, you have obviously broken that man's bones. I think this is already a bit——"

"It seems that you haven't really seen what kind of ugly appearance a person can show after getting used to such limitless behavior."

The Black Knight glanced at Amiya.

To put it bluntly, if she hadn't felt that killing such a thing with dirty hands and the too shocking death scene would hinder the subsequent search work, there would be no chance of this mob being alive.

But the Black Knight did not intend to waste such words with Amiya, so he spoke before the kind-hearted latter was about to say anything more, and pointed at the poor children who were already a little frightened.

"These children just mentioned the target's name. Go and see if you can ask anything. Use your appearance and ability to appease them and you can get the information, but try to be quick. I don't want to wait. Too long."

"……All right."

After scratching her head, Amiya finally did not dwell on the mob matter for too long.

After all, he was just a scumbag who would attack innocent children, and he deserved any outcome.

However, while using her appearance as a child and her identity as an infected person like Misha to get closer to these poor children, Amiya also felt that the Black Knight was watching these children. The emotions that pervade the heart.

It was not sympathy or pity, but some kind of negative emotion that she didn't quite understand.

This made Amiya a little confused.

"Don't you like getting along with children? Lord Gawain."

"If it's not my and my Lord's child, I won't like it."

After saying something calmly that almost caused Amiya to have a cardiac arrest, the black knight withdrew his gaze from these slum children.

"Because most children are noisy and annoying, they will cause trouble during the operation. You need to be distracted to protect them, slow down the progress, or even become a weakness for the enemy to use to overcome the team. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are a burden. .

In other words, there is no difference from the person I used to be. "

The children struggling to survive in the cracks here are no different from themselves who wandered in the garbage dump without enough to eat, envied the nobles' pets, and hated why they were born as human beings.

The desperate selves met that person, and these children met the changed selves.

So she also chose to act like that person.

After all, it was the same reason why he reached out to him - it was nothing, he was just doing what a [person] would do and could do.

This is not the first, nor is it destined to be the last.

Anyway, it's just a little effort within the scope of one's ability, why not?Right!

"If my lord were here, he would say something like this. And I am the sharp blade that will carry out my lord's will to the end."

"Your Excellency Gawain..."

"I'm not very comfortable with that title; so instead, you can call me Saff;

Schwarz Schaff, this is the name (treasure) that person gave me, an irreplaceable and important name (treasure) in my life that was born from my encounter with him. "

ps: The name of the Black Knight, Schwarz (Schwarz), Schafe (Schafe) means black sheep in German; it is also self-designed - although in the Ark worldview, codenames are used more frequently than names, but I feel intimate The author still needs to have a name by which he can be called in private.

The Legend of King Arthur of True Terra - The Last Days of Qi Castle: 34 The Round Table Pursues Laughter

*Deep in Longmen Slums*

".....call."

The clothes on her body were a little dirty or even damaged due to her life this week. The white-haired Ursus girl held her breath and listened quietly for a moment to the movements outside. After confirming that there were no chaotic footsteps that seemed to be pursuing soldiers, Then I relaxed a little.

Afterwards, she found a spot as clean as possible on the dirty floor along the wall of the abandoned building and sat down.

"...Hide here so you won't be discovered."

Breathing the turbid air in the depths of the slums mixed with a hint of garbage smell, the girl felt a little disappointed.

I have been discovered by the people of Longmen. Even if I completely get rid of the mob who want to catch and report me today, I can't go back to the children before.

And she was very worried whether the children with whom she had some communication would become the target of the mob, and whether something would happen...or...it would be better to go back and see, after all, if they wanted to do something to her. , maybe those orphans who are just poor but not infected with ore disease will be thrown away, probably.

"Oh, why did it change - who?!"

"Is it Miss Misha?"

In the slightly confused voice of the Ursus girl, the Carters girl, who was wearing a coat that was incompatible with the Longmen slums and even inconsistent with her own age, called her name, no. I know where I came from.

Although he was always vigilant, he didn't even hear her footsteps.

"Hello, I am Amiya, the public head of Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals."

After confirming from the other party's reaction and appearance after her name was called, that this should be the target that the doctor asked her to find, Amiya tried to communicate with her in order to bring this Miss Misha back to Rhode Island.

"As an organization that serves infected people, we in Rhode Island, no, at least I myself hope to be able to help you. So I want to communicate with you. Is that okay? Miss Misha."

Misha frowned after hearing what the little rabbit said.

"Let's talk?"

"Ah."

Amiya nodded, and then looked at the dirty and needless slums around her, where there seemed to be some big monster hiding in the darkness, and she shook her ears in fear.

"It's not the right place to go into details here... So, Miss Misha, can you please go back to Rhode Island with us first and then sit down and take your time... Ah! During this period, we will protect you, please don't worry. Rhodes The island will protect your personal safety, Miss Misha!"

Amiya extended an invitation to the girl in front of her.

But Misha immediately refused without even the slightest hesitation.

"I don't believe you...except for your name, I don't believe anything you say."

Although it was slightly better than the high pressure in Chernobog where she once lived, Longmen still treated infected people more harshly than criminals!

In this case, why should the girl in front of me, who is several years younger than herself, want to help the infected?

Just based on what she said about Rhodes Island, which is not well-known at all and whose existence cannot even be confirmed?

If this is the case, when it comes to protecting herself, Misha is more likely to believe that Nao Shizi's Rhodes Island and Longmen are colluding to catch her infected with ore disease and lock her up.

Thinking of this, Misha tensed up her body muscles like an angry female animal and threatened Amiya.

"Go away! My claws are very sharp...! If you don't want to get hurt...!!"

"It seems like this little naughty kid has a hard time listening to what you have to say."

Just when the situation seemed a little tense due to Misha's threat, a cold female voice came from behind Amiya as the boots' heels stepped on the gravel.

It's the black knight.

"The observation team said they found traces of suspected integration movements. You'd better convince this little guy quickly. If you can't do that, I'll use a little force and take her back first."

She said this to Amiya.

And because the Black Knight had no intention of covering up or hiding, her words naturally fell into Misha's ears, making the Ursus girl even more nervous.

However, looking at the face of the blond Caprini, Misha still felt an inexplicably familiar feeling in her heart. She always felt that she might have seen it somewhere... in the news broadcast on the TV at home nearly ten years ago. ?Or is it the heroic story in the picture album that my father, the chief scientist of Chernobog, brought back during his rare vacation?

It's a pity that Misha doesn't dare to think too much now, for fear that because of her avatar, the two Longmen people in front of her who want to "arrest" the infected will take advantage of her.

"Give me a few more minutes, Miss Saff."

Upon hearing that traces of a suspected integration movement were found nearby, Amiya's face became equally serious. After nodding seriously to the black knight, she began to try to persuade the target in front of her again.

Although I don’t know what kind of secrets this Miss Misha holds, the doctor needs to emphasize that she must protect her and not fall into the hands of the Integration Movement or the Guards Bureau; but as long as this is the doctor’s request, then Amiya I will do my best.

Not to mention that the girl in front of her is an infected person like herself and needs help... so Amiya will never abandon her!

"Miss Misha, we really don't have any ill intentions, we just want to help you! Look, I am also an infected person like you, right? So there is no way we can harm you..."

Amiya took off her gloves, and the small crystals that appeared on her arms due to ore disease were displayed in front of Misha. The identity of both of them as infected people aroused her empathy and narrowed the distance.

Then, she even talked about what happened to the children just now, and used this to tell her that due to the infiltration of the integration movement, Longmen was vigorously searching for the dangers of infected people...

This approach did allow Misha to initially build a bridge of trust for Amiya; but she was still a little wary.

"Is she also an infected person? A member of Rhode Island like you?" The Ursus girl pointed at the Black Knight.

After all, she always had to be on guard against the possibility that the other party would use an infected person as bait to bluff her.

"No, it's not. Miss Saff, like Mr. Geraint outside, is a member of the Knights of the Round Table. She and our Rhodes Island currently have a cooperative relationship, probably. Don't worry, Miss Misha, she and Geraint Mr. Lant maintains a positive attitude towards infected people and is an important helper for us to protect you."

Amiya explained, giving the Black Knight the most concise and comprehensive introduction possible.

But in fact, Misha didn't listen to the words that followed, because her attention was already attracted by a word in Amiya's mouth.

"Knights……?!"

After getting the correct phrase, the corresponding memory in your mind will be evoked.

Misha quickly turned her attention to Caprini, who was not participating in the conversation, and rubbed her eyes vigorously; she compared the vague black armor in her mind with the latter who was wearing normal clothes, and then subconsciously uttered something like: "Is it the Knight of the Round Table who is the Black Knight of Casimir...she, is she a real person?!"

"..."

The black knight glanced at Misha but said nothing.

She didn't feel the need to answer such a stupid question - as the woman who took away Casimir's black color, no one had ever dared to pretend to be her.After all, the assassins without alliances raised by the Commerce Federation will deal with the counterfeiters.In order to prevent counterfeit goods from affecting reputation and reduce the wealth caused by various endorsements.

"Okay...then...let's go, I'll go to Rhode Island with you."

Although she didn't get a reply, Misha, who had basically concluded in her heart that the other party was basically herself, sighed and put down the white and tender bear paw that she had been maintaining in an attacking posture.

"Anyway, I don't have much choice, do I?"

So it might as well be for the sake of the Knights of the Round Table... After all, according to legend, they can treat everyone equally, including the infected.

"That's not what you're saying..."

Looking at Misha whose attitude softened because of the round table, Amiya scratched her head and felt that the situation was a little different from what she expected.

Maybe in this case, the Black Knight as the Knight of the Round Table should be brought in earlier?Then next time instead of Rhodes Island, would it be better to just use the name of the Knights of the Round Table?

"Even the infected people in Ursus have heard the names of the Knights of the Round Table... You are so awesome, Miss Saff."

"That's Drost's credit."

Facing Amiya's sigh, the black knight replied calmly.

Although there is humility in this that never takes credit, it is more of a fact that comes from the heart.

If, after removing Ozwald, the central point that brings everyone together, and then looking for an irreplaceable and important pillar in the round table... it must be the Candle Knight Viviana Drost. None other than!

During the six years when the Red Dragon went to practice in order to accumulate strength, it was thanks to the continuous management and operation of Viviana, the Candle Knight who stayed in Casimir, that the reputation of the Knights of the Round Table could avoid the passage of time, and even spread more and more. Get high.

"The Round Table can be said to be one of the favorite stories of children of our generation."

Following the black knight step by step, the Ursus girl looked at the tall figure in front of her, with a bit of admiration for the heroes of the childhood era in her eyes.

[Round Table]--About the Knights of Casimir.

It’s not just her family. As an industrial town in Ursus, Chernobog has a prosperous flow of information. It can be said that children around the same age as Misha all have memories of being treated as children by their parents. Deeds told in heroic fairy tales.

No matter you are a noble or a commoner, no matter you are poor or rich...as long as you are willing to have the courage to step into the door of the [Round Table], you will be treated equally. No matter who you are, you can sit together, laugh, eat, and talk...like a family. Just as heartwarming as the Knights of the Major championship team.

When I was young, I told my friends more than once that I wanted to go to Casimir to become a knight and then join the Round Table to help others with them. I imitated the fighting postures of those knights and shouted to myself Swishing sound effects; at that time, I longed for the brilliance of the knights in the story... But when her younger brother was taken away because of the ore disease, Misha began to sigh at their ideas and style... If her family It would be nice to be in Casimir and in Kavaleliaki, where the Round Table is located.

Even when he became an infected person due to the fall of Chernobog a week ago, in this conservative and cold-shouldered world of knights... the impulse in his heart not only did not fade, but instead grew day by day.

Therefore, Misha, who saw the back figure in front of her and experienced the bitterness that could not be suppressed, couldn't help but ask those words.

"Can the Round Table, which treats everyone equally...can even tolerate the infected? If the infected are in your place, and there is an inspection team coming to arrest us...will the Round Table protect us?"

"As long as you have committed no crime and are willing to sit down, order food and share stories like everyone else, then you are a guest at the round table."

"[Whether they are former opponents on the field; or knights and civilians; around the round table without edges, everyone can put aside troublesome communication, enjoy the pure joy of food and social interaction, and laugh together], this is When we were first established 13 years ago, our Lord’s philosophy was still the same today.”

"That's awesome, the Knights of the Round Table..."

After hearing the black knight's answer that lived up to her fantasy, Misha's eyes were a little complicated.

It would be great if Alex could come too...

True Terra Legend of King Arthur - The Last Day of Kirijo: 35 It’s so painful to practice driving and I have no talent at all.

[11:54AM]

"We found her, Broken Bones. But it seems someone else got there first."

Wearing a tactical vest on top of a white robe, the soldiers of the Integration Movement, who concealed their identity with uniforms and masks seized in this way or obtained through illegal channels, reported to their superiors.