Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

That's why Ozwald is alone here near the outside of the village.

"You should at least bury those bodies? Or you could come back... Why would you do that?"

"I did it on purpose," replied Ozwald.

"Why? I... don't understand."

"Because it's safer for them, honey."

People's fear comes from cognition. If you don't know anything about it, you won't feel fear.

You must first see the scene that is beyond imagination, and then your own poor knowledge cannot understand it - in this way, talents will feel fear from their hearts.

And fear brings disgust.

After this incident, voices of questioning Ozwald began to rise among the villagers.

Catalyzed by fear, they began to think uncontrollably; whether Ozward, who had only arrived in the village a year ago, and the kind face he had shown to help the village in the past, was just a disguise... ...based on preparations for an evil spell.

Conspiracy theories ferment quickly when there are promoters to help.

A small number of people began to curse Ozwald for his 'deception', but they were quickly covered up and lectured by those around them... But this was not because they did not agree, but because they were worried about themselves after agreeing. Also facing the fear of dismemberment.

That's fine.

When the city's gendarmes and soldiers track them down, these villagers will report frantically one by one; then the relationship will be cleared... at least initially.

"That's why I only eliminated half of the pickets."

Because it is necessary to ensure that survivors convey first-hand information.

Only through the testimonials of survivors who had faced the torture of the "Evil Infected Sorcerer" would subsequent investigators further believe the villagers' stories.

——Only an idiot whose brain has been kicked by a donkey would think that such a village could grow and be qualified to harbor such a monster.

"Although it's not a perfect solution, at least it doesn't require anyone else to take the blame, so that my grandparents can live in relative peace... What do you think?"

"...I'll come back here, Oz. One day."

"Of course, everyone must go home, no matter how long it takes." After drinking the hot soup Tallulah brought for him, Oswald patted her shoulder: "Go and talk to your parents. 'Goodbye, and then it's time for us to go."

"Well, wait for me for a while."

Tallulah nodded slightly, turned and left.

Ozwald looked at her back, watching her walk back into the center of the village and talk to the two old men, smiling and crying at the same time.

The fire in the new village became brighter as the night grew darker, as if the whole village was burning because of it... dazzling, but not hot.

The pain and unwillingness gradually disappeared, replaced by nostalgia and reluctance.

Eventually, the village dissipated before the red dragon's eyes.

Everything returns to mist.

The Legend of King Arthur of True Terra - The Last Days of Qicheng: 92 Yesterday's old dream----she believed so strongly

It has been a while since we left the village. I tried as much as possible to unite the infected people we met according to my ideas and let them know the concept called resistance.This was done fairly smoothly.

But sometimes...at nights like today, I occasionally wonder, can I do this well? Looking back so far, although many infected people have joined because they agree with my ideas, the Northern Guerrilla Army His reputation is still an indispensable cornerstone in convincing them of this... and Ozwald... yes, he is extremely important to the team...

You may not know.Most of the villages are unwilling to exchange supplies with us 'dirty' infected people. Even if we say that we have dried up all the saliva, no matter how we request, it will be the same. Just because we are infected with oriosis, we are guilty and exist. That's wrong - luckily there's still Ozwald.

As long as we build a small tower according to his standards, similar to a signal base station, the magic energy emanating from it will extract the Originium particles from the bodies of infected people like us, while alleviating our symptoms, this will be stripped away. The energy is used to grow crop seeds... The more people we have, the stronger this power will be... Although it is not possible to feed everyone, at least it avoids hunger.And without his spells that I might not be able to master in a lifetime, I think it would be difficult for our team to continue... So he is the well-deserved leader, far more than a clumsy person like me, the real leader.

Of course, even to me personally, he was important.In fact, it is his constant support that has allowed me to get to where I am now, and I am very grateful to him, really - without him, I couldn't imagine the impulsive things I would have done many times.Even when I was still in the village... maybe, because of my recklessness, I would let Grandpa him... Sigh.If we had a choice, I really hope we could still live the same way we did before. If we could still have that peace, maybe Ozwald and I couldn't have one or two like my grandma always urged... Well.nothing.

Also, Alina comes with us.Although most of the time she does not participate in our cause and only serves as a teacher for the children in the settlement, I think that is her fighting style. Although she does not have the power to split thorns with a sword in her hand, she can still hold it. Stay with the paintbrush and paint wings for tomorrow's hope'----Osward commented... He is always very prophetic with Alina in this regard, and often talks about something I don't know in private... Wow …but no matter what, she is still my best friend here, and she is as important as Ozwald.

Of course, even now, I still hope that my grandpa and grandma can live without worries in the village... I know this is a bit difficult, because they will definitely be worried if we leave without saying goodbye... But for their safety, I can't stay any longer There it is.Maybe I will go back one day, for sure! >

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"You're writing again, Tallulah."

Ozwald's voice came from behind.

Red Dragon had seen the back of the dragon girl writing furiously under the dim light many times.

Whenever a period of time passes and she has some free time, Tallulah will always find the gap before falling asleep, and spend a day or a few days writing this letter, expressing her emotions and words in her heart. Pour into the words and ink.

Otherwise it would be [unreasonable]

"I have something to say. If the letter is not sent, it will be meaningless, right?"

"So, actually, it's just my diary and composition...well, the kind I use to pass the time."

Like a child being caught by a parent, Tallulah quickly folded and put away the piece of paper on which she had finished writing the main text but had not yet had time to write the date. She stood up from the chair as if no one else was around and put the paper at the door. Zward welcomed him into the house.

Due to the need to gather infected people, today's residences are not as 'luxurious' as those in the countryside; they can only be regarded as rooms built with earth bags and stones to protect them from wind and rain; of course, they can be placed in a narrow space. Objects are extremely limited.

So the end result is that Oswald sits in a chair and Tallulah sits on her bed.

"What's the matter? Chief?"

She asked nervously as her tail slowly twisted behind her.

Yes.

This is another name she is more accustomed to calling Ozwald now... It can even be said that she uses this name much more frequently than the name Red Dragon.It can be seen that Tallulah likes this name very much.

There is no need to say much about the origin of this title.

After completing the replacement of the map... I mean after leaving the village, Tallulah, who was finally able to do something for her compatriots who were also infected, "naturally" entered the existence of patriotism through Ozwald's guidance. The northern guerrillas of Bodro Kasti, the Yeti Squad and their princess Yelena.

Here, she met more like-minded people who were working hard to save the infected from the Ursus Empire; she learned from them any knowledge that she might use - especially how to deal with Ozwald Atori This person has the 'right' attitude.

In other words, Tallulah was looking forward to this leader as early as the moment she 'contacted' Ozwald and brought him into the village.

Just like everyone in the Northern Guerrilla Group, Dragon Girl wholeheartedly believes in and worships [the omnipotent leader Ozwald]. She firmly believes that he can do anything in the world... just like letting him do anything. The grandparents, like reborn parents, were saved from the disaster caused by their reckless actions...

She...the infected people have a future!

Maybe life in the wilderness and tundra is difficult, but as long as they are led by a "leader", they will always have somewhere to go, and they can always find those uncivilized areas that the empire doesn't like, and that are not developed much. land.

Barrenness is not a problem, as long as seeds can be planted and crops can grow... the infected can accept it; a little hardship is nothing to the infected... it's just a little bitter.

There, the infected will regain their life, bread, and fire little by little.

The infected should have a future.Belongs to future infected people, to those who come after her.

A home that belongs to the infected person.

Tallulah is so determined, looking forward to this "deserving and correct future".

The Legend of King Arthur of True Terra-The Last Day of Qicheng: 93 The Outside Battlefield---Operation Insect Catching

If I could go back in time, my past self would definitely not take this job——

——Oh no, it should be back to an earlier time, a few years ago... Before that damn traitor comes who points his sharp blade at his master, blow that guy up with explosives.

However, what kind of explosives can kill that kind of monster?This is really a troubling question... That guy, and the armor girl who said she was his subordinate, both are exactly the same monsters... Or maybe it's because they are linked to that traitor. , so does it turn an originally normal person into an abnormal one?

"Then he is really a beast who brings harm to others. Can he die somewhere as soon as possible where no one is around?"

Lying in a pile of rubble, the Sakaz woman with white hair and red horns cursed viciously in her heart.

But after she finished scolding, she felt a little sad again, which was rare. She felt so aggrieved that she couldn't help but smack her mouth, which was dehydrated.

As a mercenary who licks blood with a knife, she has never done much research on magic, but she can use her own experience to prove that 90.00% of the magic in the world is not as powerful as the purest form of energy use.

explode.Heat, shrapnel, shock waves.Both our side and the enemy will be blown to pieces - this is truly useful, efficient, practical, and the No. 1 choice in battle!And I have always been proud of it.

But the problem is, I lost.

The last time I rounded up that bastard, I spent everything I could and spent a lot of time preparing, twisting my body like a plump cockroach and burrowing into the city-state's steel foundation. I simulated the radiation angle of a bomb more than twenty times in my mind, but it was all meaningless.

Can't compare to...that beast.Before leaving, he blew up the entire city and everything within a radius of dozens of square kilometers.

Damn it, so jealous!The burning fire, the crazy burning aroma and the scorching air waves mixed with a large number of debris will overturn everything in front of it... I have to admit that this guy won this time... Only at this point, I To admit that he is still the same as before, if not more fascinating.

Of course, it would be nice if I didn't go bankrupt.

To put it bluntly, it can be said that I have spent all my life so far, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I am heavily in debt.

The future is gloomy, the future is gloomy.

"You're such a bastard woman who works for a traitor, couldn't you have come earlier and killed Garson, that bitch of Tracy's? If you had come and killed him earlier, I would have taken control of all the mercenary groups. Even if you still can’t defeat the traitor by then, at least you won’t be as empty-handed as you are now, and you will still have some extra money on hand!!”

"——Then you can come to Rhode Island, Vera. Considering that we have worked together before, I can barely have a place for you."

The indifferent words entered W's senses along with the emerald green light and shadow, which made her who was giving up on herself suddenly become excited and quickly got up.

But when she saw the visitor's face clearly, W couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, let me see who this is? Huo! It's our most expensive Lord Kelsey! It's so strange, why are you dressed so cool and attractive? You look like a girl? Oh~~Yes! I almost I forgot, based on your biological sex, you are indeed considered a woman. Sorry, I always thought of you as a man just based on your figure, tsk tsk tsk!!”

"...Pure words are meaningless, especially bluffing when you are at the end of your rope. Vera."

The five fingers of her right hand hanging naturally by her side slowly opened and clenched. Kelsey's voice was as calm as her unchanged face.

She didn't seem to be the least bit angry at Sakaz's malicious ridicule in front of her. She just looked indifferently at her colleagues who had worked together for Queen Theresia of Kazdaele... or to be more precise, her subordinates.

Kelsey waited for W's answer to her previous request.

And W just grinned:

"Fuck you Rhode Island! Fuck you Dr. Drake, fuck you Lord Kelsey!"

"..."

"*Cazdale swears*! Do you know that I don't know that you are flirting with the so-called doctor (Oswald)? Huh?! I don't care whether there is a shadow or not. The traitor killed His Highness. As a minister, you You didn't think about avenging her, but instead got together with him whom you don't know clearly. How can you have the nerve to tell me that you want me to go to your Rhode Island?" W sneered and spat at Kelsey.

"Yes! You introduced him to His Highness, and you two have had an affair for a long time! And this bullshit Rhodes Island is just a toy for you and your mistress to satisfy your selfish desires... and now you come to me, what's wrong? Yes You, a female cat, have finally realized your own poverty and incompetence. In order to please your master, you are ready to take me back, who killed you more than ten times, to be his star, right?!"

"...meaningless anger; and such words also reflect that you are ignorant of the truth of the matter. Hatred will distort your description, and angry words interfere with your thinking.; But this is too emotional. And the expression of indulging your own desires is a stubborn disease that has persisted for you and your race for thousands of years... No matter how many years have passed, it still makes me feel so ridiculous."

The former Lord Kazdel shook his head gently, with a trace of pity in his emerald eyes:

"For the sake of the little friendship in the past, I remind you, Vera... you should not blindly believe in the results of your own imagination, but should try to break through the appearance of things in order to clarify their true core - even if it is just for the sake of Theresa whom you adore.

Longing is the farthest distance from understanding, Vera. "

"*Sarkaz expletive*!!!"

"That's it, Vera; don't say any more nonsense that insults your and my intelligence."

Squinting her eyes, Kelsey's expression changed slightly, and she seemed to be looking at the Sakaz woman with a bit of teasing. If the weapon had not been destroyed by the ravage of the [sun], she would have fired two bombs, and said:

"I'm not here to discuss with you, Vera. The reason that prompted me to do this was just out of favor for Theresia. So your own will is irrelevant - this is not an invitation, but a prisoner. "

"Mon3tr!"

The green-haired Feilin called calmly, just like he had always done.

Immediately, the whole body was covered by pitch black scales, and the monster with sharp teeth and claws appeared like a phantom behind her, and let out an excited roar.

"Leave her alive."

Kelsey gave the order simply and clearly.

Mouth slightly raised.

The Legend of King Arthur of True Terra - The Last Days of Qi Castle: 94 Yesterday's Old Dream----will eventually pass away

To be honest, the timeline of this job is much longer than that of Ozwald at the beginning. It even lasted until the end of 1095 and the end of December, and it still had no stopping momentum.

This made Ozwald have to admire the patience of the black snake who was also in the position of waiting... Even though it has not yet ushered in the opportunity to be reincarnated, and does not have thoughts and will... but it has been able to survive for so many years. He didn't even do anything that was suspected of interfering with the dragon girl to destroy her will and promote reincarnation... In a sense, she was very confident. After all, she was the daughter that she had devoted all her attention to raising for more than ten years.

Of course, in the past five years or so, the growing team of infected people has encountered the situation of Ursus officials.

But considering the 'Flash Gundam' Frostnova, the overwhelming [fire] superiority doctrine Tallulah, and the last pure-blooded Wendigo; in the face of these three monsters, it is just a city garrison. No difference.

What's more, there is also a natural disaster dragon who is an outsider in every sense and is responsible for breaking the old principles.

In particular, when he saw that in a certain tundra operation, in order to fight against the Ursus troops, Bodrokas walked alone to the front of the team and stood for a moment, throwing out the halberd in his hand, so that the gloomy man who only knew how to swallow the lives of living creatures was Suddenly a hole was stabbed in the sky... With the owner's ability to fight against the enemy within the range of the owner, Ozwald naturally embarked on the "Super Electromagnetic leisurely practice" without any pressure. When he was free, he practiced super electromagnetic gyrations. A wave of clearing the field' is the way to let yourself go.