Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

"It's all thanks to Oz. Thanks to Oz, everyone's dreams can come true."

Tallulah whispered as if she was dreaming, and her slender tail slowly wrapped around his arm, as if she had a solid support, so that she could finally let go of the burden buried deep in her heart, and let her forget about it forever. Escape from the nightmare that never goes away and welcome the peace of night again.

Ozwald didn't say too many words, he just let out another low laugh, and then looked at the increasingly affluent countryside in the distance.

Time passed slowly in the warm silence.

Until near evening.

The tranquility was broken by a series of hurried footsteps.

"No! Something bad has happened, Mr. Ozwald!!"

"Calm down, my friend. The more eager you are, the easier it is for something to go wrong. Take a deep breath first, and then tell me what happened so I can deal with it."

After gently patting the nervous Tallulah beside him who had been awakened, indicating that she and the Ursus farmer in front of her needed to relax, Ozwald asked the latter to tell what happened.

"...It's the infected pickets! The infected pickets are here! Come on, go and have a look, Tallulah, your grandfather is making trouble with someone!"

She suddenly jumped up and ran away like an electric shock.

Ozwald looked at Tallulah's leaving figure and slowly stood up.His expression was calm, as if he had expected this.

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True Terra's Legend of King Arthur - The Last Day of Qicheng: 90 Yesterday's Old Dream---Her Reluctance

The riot caused by the pickets did not last long.

Those who, under the guise of procedural inspections, are actually plundering and squeezing to line their own pockets, are the 'black bugs' in the eyes of Ursus farmers; when they embark on this path and are unwilling to stop after tasting the sweetness, sooner or later they will kick Get your own iron plate.

Unlike the common people who are used to being submissive, some people just can't tolerate this kind of thing.Especially when the fangs of these bugs touch and are hurting the family and ordinary happiness that she finally has, she will show the fire that she has suppressed in her heart.

Therefore, when Ozwald, who did not speed up his pace in particular, arrived at the scene of the incident, the picket team member who may have broken three or five bones had disappeared.Only the dragon girl was left, although she was trying to maintain her emotions in front of her family, but her cheeks were vaguely red with anger, and the old man who was supported by her, but his face was full of nervousness and fear, and he kept scolding the former.

Ivan Izyaslav.Usas often sees a name that is no longer common, and he himself is just like this name. He is an ordinary farmer with his face turned to the loess and his back to the sky. His ancestors have nothing to say for thirteen generations.

But he has a good heart.

It's so good that I can't even recognize a few typing words in my life, and the moths suck my blood every year and every month, but I can still fall in the snow at the door of my house, covered in blood, and my origin is unknown. I'm willing to take her in and help hide her infection. Identity of good heart.

He and his wife are both very nice people.

That was true for Tallulah.

"Oz! Oz! Grandpa's leg is injured, come on! I need you!!"

Seeing Ozwald coming over, Tallulah, who was still a little agitated, seemed to have gained a backbone and shouted loudly again and again.

After Ozwald's examination, it was found that the old man's leg was not too serious, just some minor bone fractures; this was not a problem even for the red dragon ten years ago.The old man took out some green ointment that was used to conceal people's eyes, applied it on it and controlled the vital phenomena. The old man immediately felt that the pain subsided and his legs and feet returned to their original state.

"Let grandma come to my place to get some pieces of meat in the evening so that you can eat more in the next few days, old man. After all, at your age, your bones are not as strong as when you were a young man."

"Okay, I got it. And thank you, little Ozawa, otherwise I really don't know how long it will take for this leg to heal."

The old man tried walking twice and found that it was really easy and he had an inexhaustible energy in his body. He immediately smiled and patted Ozwald's shoulder hard.

Like his wife, he liked the young man Tallulah found from outside.He has the strength to work and the ability to do things. He can help in all aspects, and he doesn't have any airs and won't show off to you... Although he looks like an aristocratic man living in the city, everyone feels that if He is a so-called nobleman, which is considered a good thing, and everyone accepts it without any objection.

But alas he is not.

Otherwise, the black bugs on the picket team would not dare to drag here, and they should have sucked their own blood until they vomited it out; how could there be such bad luck as today?

Thinking of this, the old man who was originally happy because his legs were fine and he could work in the fields without wasting food and causing the family to make ends meet suddenly felt his heart sink again.

"Oh... what have you done! Oh, Tallulah... look what you have done! Tallulah, we are going to move to the village in two days, so one more thing is not worth it. When there was less trouble...but now it's like this...! You hit the picket line! Do you know how big a deal this is! Why can't you learn more from the men in your family?"

"But they're beating you, Grandpa. How could I sit back and watch you? They almost broke your legs—"

"Then let them break my legs!" Hearing Tallulah's retort, the old man raised his voice at that time; but then he seemed to be afraid of hurting the girl he picked up but liked very much. ; After coughing twice, he turned to speak softly and spoke with sincerity.

"It's just a leg, it's nothing. You see, the worst thing is that it's just like this now. You can just ask little Ozawa to help you see if it's okay later, right? In contrast, just endure it, and then you can live in peace. …”

But it's too late to say anything now. The picket team whose hand Tallulah almost chopped off when she suppressed her anger has already escaped - the guy who crossed the line like this, not to mention that he was famous for resisting the law enforcement officer this time, even if he was unknown. He will not swallow his anger and will definitely choose revenge.

And even if Tallulah kills people here, it won't be of much use; because every picket member belongs to the system, and the departure and destination of the biennial inspection of infected people stipulated by the above are clearly assigned. , being unable to go back for too long will arouse suspicion.

Therefore, life and death are inevitable. Once the pickets are assembled, they will definitely find the village.These farmers are not very powerful people. Even if they move to the next location in advance, they cannot escape the heavily armed pickets.

"That's it, that's it! You two, let's go quickly, Tallulah, little Ozawa." Gritting his teeth, the old man grabbed Tallulah and dragged her towards home: "You and him leave now. Pack up your things. Run away early, there's still time... When those black bugs come back and can't find you, they can only vent their anger and break a few of the old man's bones... It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, there are those that Ozawa made Good baby, your grandma and I will not starve to death in the next few decades... So, as long as you two leave quickly..."

"What are you talking about?! This is something I caused. Just let them come to me... Those guys don't know what I'm capable of! And how could I leave you and run away with Oz?" Lose."

Tallulah naturally rejected the old man's method; because based on her understanding of the nature of the Ursus picket team, those guys who came back for revenge were not just those who could break a few bones and let off steam...these beasts He would only beat his grandfather to death.

While fighting with the old man, Tallulah set her sights on the red dragon.

After this year of getting along and getting to know each other, not only did she not get rid of her initial idolatry, but she even gained more trust... She even relied on this in her own eyes; she solved her grandma's housework and could answer all of Alina's questions... ...a man who can handle the little things in life well and can see the current situation in Ursus. He seems to be able to do anything.

"Oz!"

Help me, she said with her eyes.

After receiving this information, the red dragon nodded: "Listen to the old man, go back to our house to pack your luggage now."

"?!"

"Don't think nonsense, I just want you to feel relieved. Because I have a way to handle this matter, so you just need to pack your luggage with Grandpa, Grandma, and Alina as usual and make the original preparations for migration. That’s all.”

"it is good!"

After hearing Ozwald say there was a way, Tallulah immediately agreed. Trusting him 100%, he took the initiative and took the initiative without asking any more questions.

This time it was her turn to drag the somewhat resistant old man away.

And Ozwald left in the opposite direction to do the so-called method he said.

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Ozwald stopped five kilometers away from the village.

Instead of moving forward, he found a stone against a tree, wiped off the snow on it, sat down, and closed his eyes.

The clear sky slowly began to change.

First, the wind accelerated; then the temperature began to drop;

White snowflakes fell quickly, followed by large hailstones - these mixed with the biting cold wind, surrounded the low-lying area where the village was located; so that until the wind and snow lifted, the only road leading to the village was The only way the red dragon came.

After doing all this, the red dragon's breathing became slower and slower, as if he had fallen into a trance, waiting for the passage of time.

But not long after, there were footsteps coming from behind through the snow.

Ozwald did not open his eyes, but still maintained his original resting posture and asked questions.

"What's the end result?"

"will die.

——It is precisely because of this person’s death that she, me, and the whole village will be saved.Everyone will move to the next village location that has already been built relatively safely. "With a soft voice, the person stood next to the red dragon.

"This was the old dad's plan. He reported himself in the hope of using his 'useless life' in exchange for someone else's life. But in the end he was disturbed by her - although he still moved to a new home in the end, She was extremely upset and decided to leave."

"understood."

"So, can you save it?"

"It's not perfect, but it will at least make her feel like she's doing better than [herself]."

"That's right - she must see another possibility other than [correct]."

The visitor whispered, with a gentle smile, and placed the basket in his hand next to the red dragon.

"Here's your supper, Mr. Ozwald. Fresh raspberry flavor~~~"

True Terra's Legend of King Arthur - The Last Day of Qi Castle: 91 Yesterday's old dream---she sets off from now on

Obvious

Compared with the preparations for the migration in the village; the trained pickets can move faster under orders.

However, due to the continuous blizzard mixed with hail, which surrounded almost everyone who entered the mountain, the pickets spent a lot of effort to finally find the only entrance.

Similarly, after walking on this path, they also saw the dragon that was not the one here but was still extremely evil.

"Looking at you, you don't look like a farmer..."

The people on the picket team watched with vigilance at the red dragon who finally opened his eyes and smiled playfully at them.

Of course they saw the clothes on Oswald's body; although there were no fancy decorations, they were so well made that even the rich merchants in the city could hardly compare with them... This was not normal.

But when something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

They are therefore cautious.

"During the last routine inspection, one of our team members was attacked. This is why we are here; once we find the attackers, we will kill them immediately, and the guys who harbor them will also be punished ...So if you don’t want to do hard labor, you’d better stay out of your own business.”

"Huh? Don't I look like I'm going to attack you? Or are you short-sighted guys unable to understand what this means?"

Ozwald ignored the other party's threat and just laughed while scratching the air with his index finger. Lightning burst out from his fingertips and hit the tree trunk above the pickets, causing a large amount of snow to fall.

Ursus's pickets certainly know where such power comes from, and in their understanding; Source Stone skills are closely related to Source Stone, so no matter what kind of magician, it is natural to be equipped with a catalyst to cast spells, not to mention that this can also reduce the number of spells. The risk of contracting the ore disease... Those who perform spells directly without using catalysts such as staffs are often those who do not need to worry about contracting the disease, or... those who are already infected with the disease!

Only they can use the Source Stone that already exists in large quantities in their bodies to directly act as a staff to perform spells!

The pickets who are used to bullying the weak instinctively cannot connect the legendary deeds of some magicians who are so powerful that they can cast spells without the help of a staff with the dragon in front of them, because that will make them feel that their usual right to do whatever they want is being undermined. to destruction.

What's more, his attack is now a definite fact.

"*Usas swears*, I knew it. That kid is farting. How can a poor farmer who doesn't even have oil and water have the guts to attack the pickets? That's right! The only way to do that is under the instigation of someone like you." How dare you do such a rebellious thing." The older picket member glared at the red dragon and sternly cursed: "How much money did you give to the village to hide you? Or did you only give the old man money?"

"Would you give your wealth to a lame old man who has spent most of his life with his face turned to the earth and his back to the sky, with only a few years to live?" Ozwald asked playfully: "What's more, they don't even have enough to eat. , how can we control whether another house has been built next to the village and whether the people inside are infected?"

"That means you just sneaked in here! Dirty infected warlock!"

"What a scold! Well scolded! I hope you will still have such ignorant courage after seeing the next scene."

Ozwald laughed and slapped the infected picket in front of him from the air.

After hearing his words and actions, the pickets were immediately ready to react.

But it doesn't make sense.

Just as no blood is shed, there is no wailing.

It's like the result of children erasing the drawings when they were not satisfied with them; the spine, internal organs, skin and fat... the cross-sections of each tissue are clearly visible, and even the standing posture in life is retained... has been lost The control of the brain is about to cease but the heat that remains is emitting bursts of white mist in the cold snow.

An instant later, half of the picket members who were preparing to investigate because the team members were attacked had been eliminated.

Well, that's the perfect half in every sense of the word.

This made them immediately terrified.

"What kind of evil spell is this?!" "Aren't you afraid of the military police?!"

Apart from the only verbal accusations and threats, these worms did not dare to have any luck or anger.

The Red Dragon did not hide its ridicule for these deserters at all.

"If you want to notify the established nobles and their soldiers, just do so. I will burn them all to ashes——

——I Can Do Everything I Want! ! In This World. "

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night

After a series of treks, after the entire village moved to a new place of residence, Tallulah finally couldn't bear the emotions in her heart. While preparing dinner and serving it to Ozwald, who was far away from the center of the new village, she spoke out her words. view.

"Everyone is afraid of you now, Oz."

After destroying the pickets, he did not choose to leave and dissolve the relationship with Fengxue.This allowed the villagers who had completed preparations to migrate to see the red dragon standing among the strange corpses.

It's not that Tallulah can't accept this scene, she also believes that Ozwald must have his own intentions in doing this.What's more, she had long believed that these worms that exploited the farmers deserved to be cut to pieces and deserved to die.

But just because she can accept and believe it doesn't mean that other villagers can too.

Witnessing the corpses created by Ozwald and the fact that he killed dozens of picket members at will have made most of the villagers stay away from him.

Nowadays, only Alina and Tallulah can maintain a normal mind; even old man Ivan and his wife are a little in awe; they can no longer be as close as before.