Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

Cosich struggled hard.

"Yes, I know. So, I just use it to open a channel - the inner demon needs to be defeated by myself after all. At this point, I can only be her helper."

Ozwald nodded, raised the 'Tallulah Obedient Water' in his hand, and said to the black snake: "Open your mouth! Drink it! Then you will be a well-behaved baby that everyone loves from now on. ! Listen to me, brother! Come on, open your mouth!!"

The red dragon urged the dragon girl to stop wasting everyone's time like a child who resists taking medicine.

But how could Cosiche listen to him?

"——To be fair, if you want to do this, I will have to use coercion."

Several attempts were fruitless.After confirming that the smelly snake in front of him was an absolutely disobedient baby, Ozwald could only sigh helplessly.Instead, he opened his mouth and drank (sucked in) the spiritual drops from the Lateran River of Forgetfulness.

At the same time, as the golden dragon claw on the chest retracted, Kosiche, who was resisting in every possible way, and the sword blade that she had not yet completely pulled out, penetrated and dragged her towards her again.

Then, Ozwald, who had a bulging face, pinched her cheeks with both hands and pried them open, and poured the obedient water mixed with his own blood, which was the medium of the spell, through his mouth.

"Don't blame me, Tallulah. The Black Snake guy controls the body, and I really can't take control of it, so I have to use this primitive method.

Although this may be your first kiss, don’t worry!I am a professional doctor in this area, so I won’t talk like this - and there was a patient before who was wearing his pants every day. In comparison, you are much better~~"

He didn't know if he could hear it, but it was just a formality; Ozwald comforted the dragon girl who was obviously losing consciousness, and pulled out the sword from his chest to heal the wound.

The natural disaster that had been temporarily suspended boiled over again, and the contraction centered on himself and the dragon girl wrapped in his wings became a barrier that prohibited others from touching.

Then, Shuanglong's consciousness slowly fell into fog.

....................................

Yet here's bleeding soldier for your faith

(Here was a fighter who fought bloody battles for his faith)

Througn his rage sunken to hell

(However, the fire of hatred eventually burned him into hell)

Can you hear the voice?

(Can you hear this cry?)

Of our youth calling

(Echoes of former faith)

Is time to face the Truth

(It’s time to face the truth of everything)

True Terra Legend of King Arthur - The Last Days of Kirijo: 86 People from the Past

It is difficult to save someone.

It's not just about defeating her enemies, it's about being able to 'save' her from the dangers she faces.

Because the sword named power may be able to kill a person's body and take away her life.But it can't destroy her ideals and let a person meet his own end.

The real crisis, the real reason to be saved... comes from the despair in the heart, from... the defeat that one admits.

Many times, saving a person's heart is often more important than simply saving the body.Otherwise, what you bring back is just an empty body like a walking zombie.

That's not called saving, that's called killing in another sense... We proved her incompetence and killed her.

Just like changing a person, you have to make him believe.Make him believe, and then destroy his belief - nothing can save such a loser.

Similarly, if we want to save such a disappointed person who is already deep in despair, we must make her change, make her believe, make her believe in her faith, and regain hope for tomorrow. Only in this way can she be truly accepted. After being saved, I hold my head high and want to... live.

So I have to reach out.

So I have to understand

Her and their pain can only be shared with her.

【I will save her from that snake nightmare】

As the young Wang spoke, he passed through the hazy fog and pushed aside the veil that concealed the truth.

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"crunch" "crunch"

The moment he realized it, he found himself walking on the snow.

There was a bulging bag on his back. He didn't know what it contained yet, but it weighed about fifty kilograms.

The clothes he wears most often are made in the style of Zhou Muyanan, and are practical Victorian leather suits.But if you look closely, you can see that it is very different from what I usually wear; there are many things more and less, the details are different, and there are also some subtle incongruities.

This is not so much a modification, but more like a style that was imagined through hearsay.He tried his best to think about handsomeness and grace, but ignored some key issues and matching... It can be vaguely inferred from this that this person may not be very good at dressing and matching.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, judging from the surrounding environment and the types of trees, he should be in the mountain forest in the northern area of ​​Ursus, but where exactly he was, he couldn't tell for the moment.

However, these are insignificant.

What was really important, and the only thing worth paying attention to, was the white-haired girl who was walking in front of him. She also had a big bag and was dressed in the style of an Ursus officer. She chopped off the branches blocking the road with a big sword in her hand.

"Tallulah..."

Narrowing his eyes, he read out the other person's name.

The sound is not loud, very slight.But in this mountain forest, which has little life except for the footsteps trampling on the snow, it is still clear.

At least it can be heard by the people in front.

"Huh? What's wrong? Your Majesty the Chief... we're almost there! We'll walk through two more hills and we'll reach the village where our grandparents are. This time we're really almost there!"

The young dragon girl paused her progress and turned back to look at Ozwald who suddenly called her name. After blinking, she seemed to 'understand' the reason why the other party called her, and quickly took a picture. Her soft breasts promised.

And when she was speaking, as a hybrid between Drak and a Flame Dragon, she was too slender compared to a purebred and looked more like a Flame Dragon. Her slender tail swung gently as she spoke, showing that her master was not at peace in her heart.

Apart from the shyness caused by saying 'It's almost there, it's almost there' over and over again, there is more excitement, joy, and a little... nervousness?

After all, the person in front of him was Ozwald, the leader of the northern guerrillas who had been rescuing the miners and competing with the Ursus army - this was Tallulah's inner thought.

For some reason, Ozwald found that he could feel the girl's emotions.You can even go one step further and read her thoughts.

He secretly noted in his mind this unusual performance that deserved careful study, and responded to Tallulah's words while maintaining his normal expression.

And carefully choose the words with a certain testing purpose.

"You can stop calling me that, I think I should have told you, right?"

"Huh? Oh! Sorry, sorry! I forgot again, Mr. Ozwald!"

She was stunned for a moment, and then quickly apologized for her [gaffe].

Even though this corrected result is actually not the correct name, or it is not the name Red Dragon would choose when facing a member of the same race.

But it was the small mistakes caused by this "lack of understanding" that allowed Ozwald to further infer something.

So, while he continued to write down this new detail, he said to Tallulah with a smile.

"How about speeding up? That way we can reach your village earlier."

"Really?! That...that's great! Let's hurry up! Maybe we can catch grandma's lunch this way. You must try her cooking!!"

The girl was so surprised that she seemed to be overly excited, and after a moment of incoherence, she organized her words slightly, stepped forward in a few steps, and stretched out her hand to hold Ozwald.

The red dragon did not resist and allowed her to catch him.

After successfully grabbing Ozwald's hand, Tallulah looked even happier, and her tail seemed to be wagging due to her owner's excitement.

Ozwald observed the current Tallulah.

Just like in the first few years after he escaped from the Night of Extinction, when he was accustomed to a wealthy and privileged life as a top noble, he had not adapted to the changes for a while... Tallulah was also full of similar situations, a little bit There are some dry hair and as a southerner, the cheeks are slightly red under the freezing wind in the north.

But these environmental strains still cannot conceal its natural beauty.

More importantly, unlike the tyrants of the Integration Movement, she now has a burning light in her eyes, shining like two young and energetic stars.That is the brilliance that people who are full of hope for the present and tomorrow can have... This shows that she is happy and satisfied with her current life. The hole in her heart that was once hurt has been refilled, and she is doubly cherished and grateful.

Also, the way she looked at him.

——It’s like a child who often hears stories sees the hero coming out of the book and coming to him.

Admire and love.

True Terra's Legend of King Arthur - The Last Days of Qicheng: 87 Yesterday's Dream - A Home That Belongs to Her

A very small village.

This is Ozwald's perception of the destination after using magic to fly a certain distance in order to reach the destination as quickly as possible, and thus receiving the girl's look of surprise and admiration.

It was a little bigger than the ones he rescued on the ice field, and the total number of people could barely reach about two hundred.People of all ages are scattered here, and there are still traces of traders on the ground who came here to sell supplies a month or two ago... It can be said that it is relatively common on Terra. Because of this and other objective reasons, it is impossible to live in the mobile city and enjoy it. To the welfare of civilization, we have to choose to live on the earth.

While Ozwald was half-crouching on the ground, stroking away the snow with his palms to analyze the relatively intact traces preserved underneath, Tallulah could not hide her feeling of returning home, carrying the bag she still didn't know what was inside. What kind of two packages were there, running towards the home where he had lived temporarily for the past two years.

However, before she could knock on her door, there was an old woman inside, urging her with an anxious and worried voice.

"Tallulah! Why are you wearing these clothes again? Come on! Come in quickly, don't let anyone find you!"

"Okay, grandma, stop mumbling! I'm coming in right now."

Hearing the other party's urging, Tallu's half-stretched hand stopped in the air, feeling a little helpless in her heart, but more importantly, she felt the warmth of being cared for.

She pushed open the unlocked door and walked in.Then he showed a shy smile to the weather-beaten old woman whose waist had been ravaged by time.

Unfortunately, the other party ignored her carelessness.

"Why do you always refuse to change out of your clothes! How many times have I told you that these clothes will attract bugs!" The old woman hummed angrily while using her hand to draw the Tallulah pen. : "Here, such a big black insect is also poisonous... If you bite it, no crops will grow in the fields! What if it bites you?"

"But it's winter now, and the bugs don't come out."

"And if it's just bugs, just use the Origin Stone skill to light a fire and they'll be gone..."

Looking at the old woman who was musing in front of her, Tallulah smiled bitterly, wanting to retort like this.

But in front of the old woman, the girl who could once stab the body with Originium fragments without fear to laugh at the Grand Duke of Ursus couldn't muster the courage to fight at all. She could only follow the other party's preaching and hurriedly three times. He walked up to her in two steps and rubbed the old woman's shoulders hard while saying softly.

"Oh...it's okay. Don't worry, grandma. Look, don't I usually wear ordinary clothes? I only changed into this these two days because I have to go out for something. I always need formal clothes when I go out to do things. , isn’t it?”

"You think, grandma, if you accept me to join the company, it is such a big company, and the person who is responsible for entertaining the noble grandpas in the front office cannot be wearing linen, right? In that case, the noble grandpas will not be tall! So, go to work I must wear such good clothes every time and leave face to the company and guests, so as to benefit my performance. And I believe that with my ability, as long as I work hard, I can become a manager or clerk in the lobby one day. , then, both grandpa and grandma will be able to live a good life~~~"

Tallulah coaxed the old woman who adopted her like a daughter.

However, it was better not to say the second part of the excuse. As soon as it was said, the old woman who was calm at first turned around, curled her knuckles and hit the girl on the forehead.

"Scared?! Tallulah... Tallulah! You liar, you're lying again! How did you say that last time?"

"What!? Didn't I use an excuse last time? It's over, it's over...it's all over now."

"Woo, don't hit. Grandma, don't hit, it hurts! I'm sorry, I won't dare to fight again next time!"

While lamenting her gaffe in her heart, Tallulah hugged her head tightly with both hands, closed her eyes and begged for mercy.She skillfully put on a pitiful expression, hoping that this lesson, which actually had little power but she would not do any dodge or parry, would pass quickly.

And similarly, how can an old man who has no children in his life and only adopts the bloody girl he met on a snowy night two years ago and treats her as his own child be willing to put in more effort?

"Humph, the girl is such a good parent, but her mouth is not honest at all!"

After hitting it casually twice, he stopped.The old woman kept her tough words and urged Tallulah to quickly change her clothes and sit down. At the same time, she quickly opened the stove at home, took out a basin of soup and put a few pieces of bread on it. on the table.

She had been keeping the temperature constant since noon, so that this girl could have a hot meal as soon as she got home... Then, while watching Tallulah eating the meal she cooked, she chatted with her. Some of them are not, and they are criticizing the old guy in the family who loves to drink.

That's all the old woman's life is.

"Speaking of, grandma, this soup... is there no salt at home?" She sat down at the table and took a few sips. After noticing that the soup was too bland, Tallulah spoke cautiously.

As expected, after asking this question, her grandma rolled her eyes again.

"No!... It's gone a long time ago. The salt shaker has been empty since last night! Hey, you two prodigal sons! Eat so much salt... Sooner or later you will be killed! Especially you This little one often goes out for a day or two at a time and doesn’t know what he is doing! When he comes back, he brings nothing with him, no money, no food! You prodigal bitch..."

The old woman looked at the dragon girl who didn't dare to say a word in reply and could only put the bread in her mouth with a grimace and hummed.

"Fortunately, I just told Alina that she will get some for our family. Although it's not much, it's enough to save some money and wait until the salt dealer comes next week to buy it... Huh, Look at her, what a good girl she is. She is much more stable than you, she likes reading, and she is also diligent in crafts - look at you, Tallulah! You can’t even sew your own clothes now! You can’t even wear them twice. The needle will prick your hand first and draw out three or four blood spots. Can't you learn from Alina's kid and let me worry less? "

Tallulah said angrily: "...Everyone has his or her own ambitions."

"Hey, what do you mean?"

"Everyone has his or her own ambition!"

Tallulah closed her eyes and shouted as if she was dead.

Then, there are things like the social situation and the inevitable problems faced by the people at the bottom, as well as the changes brought about by policies. Even if the current Emperor Ursus intends to promote welfare, it is difficult to implement it because it is blocked by those greedy people. People blocked words like this.

But these were too obscure for an old woman who had grown up in this small village since birth, could neither read nor spend a day in a city, and did not even know the name of the current Emperor of Ursus.