Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

"...Tsk."

Slightly stunned, Lin Dong turned away as if unwilling to admit the cowardice in his heart; in the slightly teasing gaze of the red dragon, he changed the subject.

"The leader of Rhodes Island, that little girl named Amiya has been looking for you."

"I know, that's why she hasn't been able to find me."

"Huh? From your tone, it seems like you are deliberately avoiding her?"

"Because Amiya is a very smart child, and she is too perceptive...especially in terms of perceiving other people's thoughts. She has an outstanding advantage; that's why Amiya noticed something."

After suppressing the joking on his face, Ozwald turned serious and frowned slightly as he explained and emphasized to Winter - or rather, he explained to himself.

"The round table and Rhodes Island have different destinations. Therefore, although the walking direction remains the same, it still needs to be slightly divided based on the internal components.

“Whether it’s right or wrong, everyone can only embark on their own path when they take steps toward the goal they want.

I don't need others to live for me, that would bother me. "

ps: Today, the Pokémon game actually has an ending theme.It's the kind of song that can be sung with seriousness, not the kind that makes a silly bicycle animation to fool people.

The Legend of King Arthur of True Terra - The Last Days of Qi Castle: 116 Coffins

*Former Chernobog sub-city, temporary residence——*

can still be heard…

The sound of flames burning and raging could be heard.

The cold blade tore through walls and ceilings as easily as tearing apart a human body, and then spit out a large amount of dazzling sparks and pungent black smoke... just like the monster that devours life in ancient legends...

Looking around, the surrounding city where he stood was a burning city... The streets he had set on fire... The melted steel and residual limbs presented a deformed and terrifying appearance, silently accusing the tyrant of ravaging them...

The only place where I can breathe a little is in front of me... only the empty space in front of me can make me relax a little while concentrating my energy.

familiar scenery...

There was no way he wasn't familiar with it, after all, these were the scenes he had dreamed about repeatedly during this period.

So am I dreaming again... No matter how dim the subconscious mind is as the brain's instinct to process broken information, I have gradually become aware of the true nature of the current situation.

She dreamed again,

That day more than two months ago, that scene.

Behind him are the core buildings of the city that have been swallowed up by waves of fire; overhead are the clouds of natural disasters that cover the sky and bring destruction, and the death that extends to the horizon... The sky, the ground, everything seems to be covered with a layer of nothingness. The color is gray.

There is only one place of distinct color and light.

Right in front of him, not far away, was the place where he stood facing the challenge of the tyrant's hatred.

Just on that person.

Surrounded by wild flames that looked like a swarm of snakes baring their fangs and claws, it was hard to tell whether it was ashes or snowflakes reflecting in the air. The scaly knight, who seemed to be the center of all the world's focus, faced the snakes in front of him and the darkness in front of him. Swing the sword.

Without hesitation, without fear.

The tyrant raises his head and steps on the flames.

The knight steps forward and swallows the prominence.

"I'm here to save you, Tallulah."

She still remembered that the man was smiling when he said this.

Confident and flamboyant...it's like nothing can trouble him; even if the evil god in front of him is the evil god that has been crawling in Ursus for thousands of years...

Like the dawn breaking through the dark night in winter, like a fire burning in the ice and snow... jumping and shining...

What warmth, how dazzling... Attracting myself like a moth... The palm extended to the knight subconsciously stretched out in response——

(beep)

The sound of some liquid dripping sounded in my ears.

The wet feeling gradually spreads in the outstretched hand... It's slimy, wet, and disgusting... It's like the feeling when someone else's life is taken away...

Tallulah lowered her head subconsciously, staring blankly at the fang given by the snake that she was holding tightly... She had pierced the chest of the knight in front of her with the sword blade in her hand, and saw the deathly appearance of his body being broken open by herself——

"----no, do not want!!"

In the panic of losing her soul, she screamed like a cuckoo weeping blood; because of this, Tallulah, who was awakened from her sleep, let out a cry and slowly opened her eyes.

What comes into view is the ceiling that I have begun to get used to.

The bright sunlight streamed in from the south-facing window and fell onto the bed, dividing the bedroom where the dragon girl was in into two.

On one side are the windows covered with low orange light and half the room next to the windows.

On one side are the wardrobe and door still covered with a thin layer of gray gauze.

She just kept her eyes open in a daze; she lay on the wet pillow and stared blankly at the chandelier above her head that was not turned on. It took her a long time to distinguish the difference between nightmare and reality, and let out a sigh of relief.

It's just a dream.Tallulah whispered and began to move.

The strict education she received as the heir of a grand duke from Cosich since her childhood, coupled with her life as the leader of the infected during a period of unrelaxed life, made this respected dragon girl not have the slightest habit of staying in bed.

After just sniffing her sore nose hard and wiping away the remaining moisture in the corners of her eyes, Tallulah nimbly jumped off the bed, put on her slippers, walked slowly to the window, and closed the door tightly. The window was pushed open all night.

——Suddenly, the unique morning breeze blew towards Talulah's face through the open window.

The air in early spring could not be said to be warm, but it could not be said to be cold for Drak, who controlled fire and life. At least it was not as biting as the cold wind when the hungry north of Ursus was hungry.

In contrast, the bright but non-dazzling warm sunlight hit the dragon girl's face, causing her to half-squint her eyes; her tense muscles relaxed slightly, and her mood troubled by nightmares became lighter. A little bit.

The pair of gray, jewel-like eyes that were slightly covered with dust but could still conceal their wisdom became even more dazzling under the direct sunlight.

At the right time, the wind blowing from the distant sky brought more fresh coolness, and from time to time, there were a few tiny bird calls, which were crisp and sweet... but Tallulah seemed to be unaware of all this; as if the snow was falling. Zhong Jin stood tall and straight, resting his hands on the window sill while looking at the sky in a daze.

To be more precise, it is looking in a more distant direction through the "mirror" of the cloudless blue sky.

There seems to be some kind of special emotion hidden in the depths of the eyes, as if staring at the distant world.In other words, it can be described as "longing for" or "longing for".

Even though more than 70 days have passed, every minute and every second of that battle is still vivid and clearly visible.

Likewise, for more than two months, I dreamed about that night almost every night.

I dreamed of the figure of a man named Ozwald Artoris reaching out to myself, who was locked in a snake cage... Of course, if I could make a choice, I would pierce "myself" with a sword through his chest. Just forget about the torn part, and it will be regarded as a perfect memory that shines completely.

However, after all, according to his own words, he is considered a "needful part". Although it is slightly beyond the plan, it is thanks to this unbearable trauma that he can seize the opportunity to complete everything that follows----

"..."

Unknowingly, Tallulah's mind recalled the scenes that appeared in her dreamland that had troubled her for more than two months. Of course, this also made Qidian uncontrollably think of the subsequent "dream." the memory in it.This made her eyes sway slightly... as if she was thinking about something.

In fact, this appearance is the dragon girl's normal behavior during this period.

Ever since she was too tired to relax and get almost nothing sleep, Tallulah would show this expression as if she was thinking about something whenever she was alone - now she could finally stand in front of a third person. Perspective, to chew on the past choices that made her despair and were blocked by hatred... Although she can feel the pain of the "wound" being torn open again every time, but after enduring it... she can taste it. To another portion of the reward.

That made her feel lucky and happy; another possibility was revealed, and she felt an unparalleled sense of peace of mind with company and support.

This is also the reason why Tallulah is so intoxicated that it can even be said that it is difficult to extricate herself - under the contrast of pain, the sweetness of happiness is really impossible to put down.

Presumably the same is true for those infected who once regarded her as their savior.

That's why people are always chasing the legend of heroes.

That's why Tallulah Atrias loves the hero who saved her (Oswald).

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A long time passed.

It wasn't until the sunshine that hit the dragon girl's face was no longer warm, and the orange light slowly began to show the heat of late afternoon, that Tallulah took small steps and left the window. After washing, she walked towards the desk next to her. .

On it lay her weapons.

The blade that Black Snake taught her how to use was also the blade that she requested to learn and work hard to refine in order to kill Wei Yanwu;

This was the only "gift" she accepted from the items given by the snake named Cosiche. Tallulah also used it to protect her friends and defeat the Ursus pickets... This is She almost never leaves her body, relying on the "fangs and claws" to protect herself and others; just like Ozwald used his blood and life to forge a holy sword equal to half of his own body, it is the path she has traveled so far. symbol of.

However, Tallulah now rarely brings it with her when taking action.

Now Tallulah can no longer get much sense of security from this coldness and heaviness.

Instead, there was some...resistance.

Resist the fangs given by the black snake, resist the butcher knife that took the lives of countless innocent people and destroyed Chernobog... Resist the nightmare that troubles me, this knife pierced the chest of that man, stained with his blood Great sword.

"..."

Thinking about it, Tallu stretched out her white and slender fingers and slid them from the tip of the sword to the hilt bit by bit... with a gentle movement like wiping away dust, she stroked the dark and cold sword body for the last time.

At this moment, the light in his eyes, which were slightly shaking, gradually became staring.

At this moment, the dragon girl no longer hesitated.

After a long period of hesitation and thinking, she finally made up her mind.

So after taking a deep breath, Tallulah bent down and pulled out the sword box from under the bed that she quietly went to Longmen to build.

It was made of fine sandalwood, and the best masters were invited to carve patterns and text on it... It was of top quality both inside and outside.

"Just walk over here."

Whispering, Tallulah picked up her sword with both hands, put it into the sword case (coffin) solemnly and carefully, and locked the lock with gentle movements as if she was afraid of waking it up.

After that, she turned around and left the room, walking into the sunlit world outside.

True Terra Arthurian Legend-The Last Day of Kirijo: 117 changes

"Hey! People in front, be careful! The trailer transporting stone is coming!"

"I got it!! Those two over there, if you have nothing to do, come over and help us. We can send this cover up, and the tower will be finished. If we finish it early, we can go eat early!"

"Okay! One! Two! Three! Let's go -"

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No matter where you are, you can see people running around like this, busy at work.

The scene before Tallulah's eyes was also a microcosm of the city's entire base today.

After the plot of the crazy Black Dragon Duke of Ursus to cause Chernobog to crash with the Dragon Gate to provoke a war between Ursus and the Great Flame was foiled, the palace that had been used to attract Ozwald and the Great Flame was thwarted. The spirit of the Knights of the Round Table was used to cover and transport infected people like Froststar and others into the Chernobog branch where Dragon Gate was leading the battle. With the tacit understanding of the goals of both Emperors Ozwald and Ursus, he completely fell into his trap. Owned private property; in other words, it provides a temporary place to settle down.

Therefore, when the patriots used public trials to eliminate the guilty elements in the integration movement, Ozwald, who had already made further plans to seize the foundation of this mobile city, organized and included Wei Yanwu from Longmen within a few days. A large number of infected people were transferred here to clean up this place that was first baptized by natural disasters and then devastated by the integration movement.

At first, the infected thought that this was just a new round of enslavement and persecution by the new managers as usual; but after all, the infected were originally lower than the beggars at the bottom of society. "-1 "Layer" level, I have long been accustomed to this.What's more, at least on the surface, there is an announcement that you will take care of the food when you come to work, which can be used by the infected people who were "voluntarily" relocated in Longmen to comfort themselves.

However, since it was better for them to have a good meal before they died than to starve to death, they worked for a week at a relatively low cost for the sake of food supply, received their initial wages, and moved into a house. They themselves or other infected people made temporary sheds... and even arranged to go to Rhode Island for a physical examination; these flattered infected people just discovered that the man named Ozwald Artolis did not seem to be He has no intention of squeezing them, but is seriously beginning to plan the arrangements for treating them as members of his future rule.

This treatment of finally being treated as a 'human being', and although there is contempt for stupidity, there is no discrimination against patients, which makes the infected people who have experienced the warmth and coldness of the world feel a bit sad in their hearts.As a result, I was able to change from the initial state of dawdling around and working as a foreigner to starting to work hard for the advancement of my own life.

Therefore, through the unremitting efforts of the infected, most of the traces of natural disasters and man-made disasters on this mobile base, which was regarded as abandoned by the tyrant, have been cleared away; the ruins of the buildings that were damaged to the point of being uninhabitable have been cleared away. After the demolition was completed, thick soil was laid over, transforming the originally urban area into a field area that was close to agricultural work.

This transformation has made the place now extremely empty and deserted because only a small part of the buildings are still intact... It can even be said that for a long time to come, this place will definitely not be able to restore the former Chernobog. Ursus is famous for its bustling mega-city.

But at least the tens of thousands of infected people living here have food guaranteed.

——This also allowed the second phase of Ozwald’s plan to be implemented.

That is, the special building called the "Tower" that the infected are building.

The kind of things that are being built all over the city now are not the sudden wonders of the red dragon, but the kind similar to the Letania Tower, which is connected with the magic spell and used infrastructure.

Of course, compared to the Thousand Towers of Leitania, which also represent the authority of the tower nobles, the towers here basically completely remove the residence and functionality, and only care about a single practical function, so they are smaller in size. Quite a bit; making this thing, which is more than ten meters tall, more similar to the existence of a signal station... both in terms of appearance and purpose.

And by reversing and modifying the most notorious method of the Witch King's party, which uses infected people as living mediums and bombs to cast spells, it was obtained by reversing and modifying it. In the early years of the guerrilla period, it helped people remove Source Stone particles from their bodies and gather them together. Spell group A that goes to a specific location; paired with spell group B that uses the energy of the Origin Stone to catalyze the growth of plant races...Oswald, who was too lazy to pick a name even if he was not happy about it, combined and linked these two spells. Inscribed on these towers that serve as signal base stations.

The general principle is: [Type A will slowly transfer the source stones from the bodies of infected persons living within a radius of half a kilometer at a subtle speed; while using them as energy for their own operation, Type B will be released after reaching a certain level of accumulation. The pulses allow these source stones absorbed and stripped from their bodies to be used as nutrients for the growth of crops in the radiation area of ​​the mage tower, greatly shortening the growth time].

Therefore, in a sense, it is the infected person's "own" power that supports themselves.

Although there is a limit to the number of people that a single [Tower] can accommodate, currently only Ozwald himself can remember that no one else has learned the technique except him, and that one needs to stay in the area for a long time to suppress the ore disease... etc. Such a problem, but after all, compared with the even less satisfying approach of allowing everyone to receive drug treatment, at least it has reached the lower limit of "not worrying about scarcity but worrying about inequality".

This is enough to become the most important reason for infected people to work harder and be more enthusiastic.

They believe that as long as they stay here, they no longer have to worry about food. They believe that as long as they work hard, their lives can be changed... and their efforts are rewarded.

There will be no other city or anyone whose rule can give them more hope of survival than here.