Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

Like a reflection in a mirror, another shadow knight holding a red sword and wearing black armor like a hell monster came to the front of the integration movement.

The doubled fear and despair instantly enveloped everyone's hearts, including Shattered Bones.

"I said that my Origin Stone skill is 'shaping'. I use my will to fix the virtual image in my mind into a shape. You also saw it at the beginning, didn't you?"

Just like a child who lacks training can build a protective miracle on the ice sheet for more than ten years with the awareness of transcending death.

Origin Stone technology is the product of people's spirit and emotions, using the energy of Origin Stone to distort reality with tiny mental images, and shows corresponding heights depending on the strength of the will - and fear is the most primitive and powerful thing in people's spirit. One of the strong presences!

Now, taking the fear away from the minds of these integrationists is tantamount to taking away some of their spiritual power.

Therefore, using this spirit that is sufficiently full and strong due to the number of people, coupled with the drive of one's own Origin Stone skills, one can fill enough content into another form that cannot be afforded independently.

【Fear Shaping】

"Submit before the power of my king, and then kowtow!"

ps: Ah, Geraint's terrifying power is a transformed version of the crazy Carters in Ursus. While naturally endowed with fear, it loses the toxic pollution in exchange for grabbing power.The source of this power is undoubtedly the large number of Oz who feed on evil spirits. After all, it is a blessing.

As for how it came about specifically, it involves the origin of the character Geraint and another local Victorian thing that I magically modified in this book (more on that next time!)

The Legend of King Arthur of Genterra - The Last Days of Kirijo: 37 Retracing the Memories of the Past

*At the same time as fear shaping appears*

"Haunting...Is Geraint fighting?"

Ozwald raised his head and looked in the direction of the dragon gate with a feeling.

After sniffing for a moment with his nostrils slightly twitching, he smiled.

"Although I don't know who my opponent is, this can be regarded as the first battle after returning to the glory of the past after hundreds of years."

Just like other countries, which have specialized troops such as the Silver Spear Pegasus, the Emperor's Blade, and the Forbidden Army, Victoria, as the current continental hegemon, once had a force called "Steam Armor."

They were active on the battlefield 200 years ago with the image of "thick armor that does not affect mobility, spraying deadly high-temperature steam, and heavy siege crossbows as weapons", and this is also the most popular Terran people today. Know the look.

But looking to its source, it was an existence that was born much earlier.

The history of the prototype 'Steam Armor' is that when the first red dragons established the kingdom that once belonged to Drak, the warriors who fought with them - after undergoing special ritual baptism, caused other races to flow with red in their bodies. The dragon's blood has been endowed with high temperatures and even flames similar to the talent of the second race. With this dragon's blood, the high temperature will burn the metal armor worn during the battle and slowly evaporate...the steam emitted becomes these dragons. The most conspicuous feature of the Blood Warrior, [Steam Armor] comes from this.

Similar to Ursus' idea of ​​​​cultivating inner guards; this primitive ritual requires that after the body's ability has matured, Drak, who has superb Origin Stone skills, releases a large amount of blood to completely replace the body blood of the transformed person until a stable circulation is formed. …

Therefore, this kind of cultivation process has certain risks for both parties, and the cultivation process cannot be interrupted, which can be as short as a few days or as long as several weeks.

The quantity of output is extremely limited, and it is almost a one-on-one cultivation at the same time; the strengthening of the finished product does not increase by leaps and bounds, but more of the kind of further reinforcement that can only be achieved with great success.

Moreover, the characteristics displayed by the subject are not uniform, and are related to Drac, who provided the blood source when creating him.

Therefore, as the Kingdom of Drak later became Victoria, and the technological innovations brought forward and backward by the times.This early ritual product gradually withdrew from the stage of history - because both the slight increase in power and the erupting high-temperature steam can be obtained through equipment; the output is completely explosive.

Gradually, even within the Draco clan, they no longer use this inefficient approach.

Even as the times progressed, lighter and better weapons and protective gear gradually replaced the heavy steam armor, bringing the glory of the past to an end.

Even Ozwald only transformed some members of the Knights of the Round Table; instead of letting them inherit characteristics and improve their abilities, he focused more on the ritual of accepting allegiance and giving back.

[If you want me to comment, you are a person who is very passionate about classics, especially in terms of stories and legends, sir]

"[The lost legends are revived in modern times and stand side by side with us again] and so on. This kind of epic feeling given by time... Isn't this what classical romance is about~~"

Ozwald, carrying a large suitcase in one hand, chatted with Precious while walking through the ruins of the city that had experienced natural disasters and was destroyed by man-made disasters.

He returned to Chernobog, an Ursus city now controlled by the infected.

But the red dragon's purpose was not to shoot down Tallulah, which he had yet to discover, or to take anything away from here.

He is looking for someone.

In fact, this was not the first time he returned to Chernobog after the operation on the 23rd.

From the third day of his initial trip to Chernobyl, which was the 25th, until now, Ozwald would come to Chernobog by himself whenever he had free time, and each time he would arrive at a different location and walk through the ruins. .

[It’s hard to find a target without even a specific location, sir; even if your “luck” is good]

Precious reminded.

In response, Red Dragon could only smile helplessly.

"No way, unlike you, the memories stored in the human brain will fade over time."

After so many years, he has long forgotten many irrelevant characters and details; after all, it is not Kelsey Amiya who is the backbone of the entire game, nor is Skadi who is on the XP line of the Chinese people. Hiding has a CP meaning... How can I remember a character who has almost zero appearances in the main plot and only plays a role in his personal story?

To say that the familiar one among the four is Zao Lu, the guy who can use a cannon to fire a harpoon - and this is also thanks to Wei Tian, ​​who is also a Baijixiong, and there is really no good sniper in the warehouse. role, so the reason for frequent employment.

The rest of what is known is that these members of the Ursus student group are all locals of Chernobog...or maybe not, but at least they were in this city during the Chicheng Incident.

In this case, we can only come to the city as many times as possible and leave it to random numbers whether we encounter him or not.

After all, in this aspect related to [possibilities], Oswald Artoris has an advantage that others do not have.

[But you have been searching for several days without any results; maybe your target has left Chernobog]

"If that's the case, it would be a good thing worth celebrating. I will be happy for them from the bottom of my heart."

Ozwald replied quite approvingly

Because he doesn't like tragedy, he must at least prevent the development of tragedy within the scope that he can see and possibly touch.

So as long as these characters who had brought him a moment of pleasant (and embarrassing) memories still had a chance of encountering danger here, Ozwald would be willing to take the time to come and take a look.

And even if you can't find those guys from the Ursus Student Government Association, it doesn't matter. It's also great to be able to help other people who haven't left or are unable to leave.

"In the final analysis, I don't ask for anything in return from others; I just do something out of interest that makes me happy, just for self-satisfaction."

Ozwald said this after lifting off a piece of plywood that was probably part of a collapsed building and handing out a few bottles of mineral water and a few packs of compressed biscuits to the refugees who were huddled inside and who were not part of the integration movement.

ps: The original steam armor prototype came from the transformation of the blood of the red dragon. This is my magic modification. In the current Ark, the steam armor is a waste product that cannot keep up with the times. This is actually the original design.The evidence is that the equipment described in the Horn file is already the most advanced weaponry in Victoria today, but even so, Chapter 10 did not see the sound of steam armor among the troops defending the capital, which generally proves that [steam] This kind of contemporary existence belongs to the past glory that has been gradually phased out with the advancement of science and technology. Basically, it can only be viewed in museums (there are also relics called "ancient armor" among meat pigeons).

In short, it is still a reasonable second creation based on the original setting.

The Legend of King Arthur of True Terra - The Last Days of Qicheng: Operator Secrets - Knights of the Round Table·The Origin of Horror

Just like every child who grows up listening to stories and legends, Vaifan has had strong enthusiasm and longing since he was a child, dreaming of being dressed in gorgeous clothes in a magnificent and solemn palace. Emperor Victoria conferred honors and commendations, and dedicated her loyalty to him amidst the rain of falling petals and grand music.

For this reason, he and his friends who also had this dream continued to study hard and entered the Royal Victoria Guards School; among them were children of nobles who were born in the capital, Londinium, as well as girls from remote rural areas, and even There are also eldest ladies from other countries...

Targets of the same or different races communicate and learn with each other here until they graduate with congratulations from their teachers and gain the right to freely choose to join the army.

Most of the students in the same period, like the gray-haired Vaifan, naturally chose to enter and serve in the Victoria army, and then passed many difficult selections to become the legendary and glorious army that protects our capital city of Victoria, Londinium. One member... Once upon a time, the famous [Steam Armor] in various countries also belonged to this place; although they have become history with the advancement of science and technology, those of us who come after us will take over the glory and responsibility of our predecessors and continue to create new ones. The legend - this is what Vaifan thought at that time.

And up to this point, everything can be called beautiful, and the childhood dream filled with dazzling golden light seems to be about to set sail from here——

However, it turns out that's where it all ends.

The reality is cold and cruel.

This can be called, but it is also the end of the dream.

——Want to be loyal to the king and emperor, and seek immortal glory; but the king is nowhere to be seen, and the master who can sit on the supreme throne has disappeared for a long time.Loyalty can only fall into place.

——I want to expand the territory and recreate the great cause of establishing the hegemony of the Victoria Empire in the Four Kingdoms War that was not far away now; but the reality is that I am in a corner, enjoying what is now called [ Terra Center] [Continental Hegemony]'s false glory is disastrous and aggressive, full of blood but no place to use it.

——I want to fight to protect the country and the people, but the enemy I should have tried my best to resist has already arrived at my home.

The tribe that came from Kazdaele and killed the eldest brother of the demon king who was theoretically his monarch, and the current leader of the council, the regent Prince Tracy, and his group of pardoners, as long as they still exist in the capital of Victoria The day when the General Manager of Londinium gained power was the most powerful violation of the concept of defending the homeland and the country.

It’s not that he has never thought about giving up on himself, but his bloody nature that has not been smoothed by time prevents Vaifan from closing his mouth, closing his eyes and covering his ears like his middle-aged colleagues around him... and no longer cares about worldly affairs. After all, the land beneath our feet is our country and our hometown.

The young dragon beast was deeply disappointed by such a disgusting reality, but his pride and dignity as a Victorian soldier could not allow him to turn elsewhere.

In this way, all that can be done is to vent the growing anger and frustration in the heart on the cold testing institutions in the training ground, day after day and night after night...the growth gained from this "effort", It's the only self-comfort left.Prove that I am not as self-destructive as others...

And just when the gray-haired Vaifan thought he might have to spend his middle age like this, seeing his country become something like that rootless demon... When he finally returned to his hometown full of disappointment and loneliness, life , ushered in a turning point.

[I remember that day very clearly.According to the continental calendar, it was September 1096, 9; that day was in the morning, and the weather in Londinium was unimaginably sunny. The breeze blew over the cheeks, bringing a feeling of tiredness, and the sun was bright but not hot... …It’s no exaggeration to say that this day is the best moment of the year. 】

Because of the good weather, my unhappiness had subsided a bit. After my morning tea, I unexpectedly heard the noise coming from our station - something seemed to be erupting in the building where the top officials of our army were gathered. kind of riot. .

'You have become tactful, or you have become shameless decades ago when you chose to sit on the sidelines in order to participate in the turmoil.'

'——After all, you are the king of Drac, and we cannot refuse Crown Prince Victoria's request; so the second best option is "We have not received a formal transfer order, so we will not act, but it is still possible to escort His Highness to leave safely." '...if anyone volunteers to be His Highness's bodyguard'

'You mean I still want to [hire] you?Haha, what's so safe? Aren't you afraid that Tracys will use his name as regent to liquidate you?

Due to the lack of a monarch who could give orders, it was difficult for the troops who were out of action all year round to rise in rank. Therefore, my military rank at that time was not high, and I only became a lieutenant through time.Therefore, I have no right to get too close to the command post, but I vaguely heard words similar to employment from the small words coming from the window... It seems that outsiders have entered the army and want to take away a group of people with money. people.

"Even if he was ostracized by the powerful Tracys and couldn't even set foot on the battlefield, he wouldn't be able to provoke some unscrupulous cats and dogs there. Does that guy think this is some kind of third-rate bounty hunter gathering place? What?"

With this thought in mind, I tried to stop him after the argument.

He was ordered to take off the hood that obscured his face, otherwise force would be used against him for trespassing into the camp.

[——Now that I think about it, this may have been my stupidest decision.Although I am always said to be blessed by others at the round table. 】

In fact, I was indeed laughed at at that time.

"What? The legion that protects the country with dignity is planning to capture me and seek reward from the gangster from Kazdaele?"

Smiling without concealing his emotions, my future master took off his hood, revealing an appearance that shocked me.

The horns are more curved than those recorded in previous paintings, drawings and images, like natural crowns; the strong long tail whips on the rocky ground, creating cracks that spread.

That is, the oldest and most orthodox country in this country; but it was also declared extinct due to extinct heirs by Frederick III more than ten years ago, and the Royal Palace Castle is also used as a museum open to the public. The owner of the ancient royal power - Drake.

"You bunch of unfamiliar wild dogs."

"...Your Highness, the rude words I just said to you were my personal negligence, and I am willing to accept punishment for it. Even if you want to give me death, it is okay. But please, Your Highness, please don't want to insult the legion because of this - after all, this is It represented the glory of Victoria."

"Glory? What you deceive yourself and others, how can you have any such thing now? Even if the royal dispute between the red dragon and the lion can be avoided, let the reigning Emperor Aslan beheaded by the riots, let Trasis Entering Londinium... These two prove that you are just dogs raised by the Parliament. Apart from consuming resources, you are of no use anymore.

"........."

In the ancient sayings of the Yan Kingdom, there is a saying that clay figures still have three parts of fire energy;

Hearing such repeated insults, the young Vaifan warrior still felt a little angry - or he wanted to use this to prove that there are still different colors in this degenerate legion... so he ignored his colleagues The pull of it drives the weapons and armor on the body into combat mode, spraying out a spreading red storm - just like the steam armor that once made Victoria proud.

[I never thought I could win. After all, His Highness is Drac, the monarch we should be loyal to and protect. So at that time, I went to the hospital with the thought of dying as a crime of rebellion... There was only a gap between the two sides. It’s so big that it’s beyond imagination, I can’t even die.】

He couldn't even get the dragon to lift his finger.

Whether it was the launched weapons or the armor worn, they were all shattered by the super temperature difference caused by the low and high temperatures that changed several times in an instant... Along with this, their own physical strength was also subverted. deprivation of power. .

"Hmph, the guys of the older generation have become timid and have stopped moving forward because of their age, but you still look a bit bloody. That's good. I'll choose you."

As the winner, the young Drake came over and stretched out his hand to the Waifan warrior who fell on the ground.

"——How about it? Instead of staying here and getting moldy, are you interested in going out with me to do something?"

"What do you want me to do? Your Highness."

"Let me think about it...well, there are many things I want to do, but in short, 'clear Victoria first', what do you think?"

If I heard this from anyone else, I would dismiss it as a fool's daydream.

But if it's Drake, it's still hard to believe.

After all, even if you eliminate the exaggerated parts in the follow-up and only target Victoria; as the most orthodox and recognized heir, Drake does have the qualifications to turn Victoria over again.

"That is to say, as Draco, do you want to defeat the Kazdaele gangsters who stole our Victoria?"

"No, Tracys, or Victoria as a whole. He is indeed a 'huge obstacle' to me, but he is not an enemy."

"........."

I heard the answer beyond my expectation.

And this is just the beginning of the storm.

"If you ask me to give you an answer, then I will tell you roughly - it is [the entire Terran civilization today], which is actually the opposite concept, but the scale is about the same."

"The world will be terrified by your madness. Your Highness."

"This only shows that most Terran people are too narrow-minded."

The young Drake, whose name is not yet known, snorted, with a look of scorn on his face: "What's the ore disease... Guys who can be divided into three levels for such a big deal, and those who have no brains?" What's the difference between wild beasts? Sooner or later, I will correct this backward evil trend!"

"However, just the so-called ore disease that you call [a big deal] is enough to be called the greatest arrogance."

This is not just a practice in one or two villages or fields, but covers the entire kingdom of Terra. It has been confirmed and firmly believed by countless ordinary people for tens of hundreds of years...or even longer years. Undoubted fact.