Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

Until Ozwald raised a new question.

"But then again, do any of you know where Bodrokas has gone?"

Due to environmental and personal reasons, the old Wendigo spent most of the day following the red dragon, acting as a guard during his daily travels.And the euphemistic name was used to show the majesty of the future emperor.

But it turns out that when Red Dragon went out to do errands this morning, Patriot didn't follow him. After he came back from doing errands, he still can't see anyone else.

Then this makes Ozwald a little strange.

"I don't know. I was with Yelena early in the morning and didn't see Mr."

Tallulah shook her head.

The same goes for the Black Knight, who has no clue at all.

On the contrary, Viviana provided some information - the maid in Candlekeep saw the old Wendigo coming back with two bags of things in one claw.But I don’t know what it is and what it will be used for.

"Perhaps Mr. Patriot has stayed too long, so he wants to relax?"

"That's right..."

I scratched my head and after thinking about it, I felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Although Casimir is not very receptive to the Wendigo race, no one stipulates that Bozokasti can't wear heavy armor that covers his body and enjoy a private life other than being a guard, right?

So this topic was slowly dropped, and they continued to chat casually about other new issues until the sound of heavy footsteps was heard.

——But for some reason, the patriot who had not seen anyone (demon) since early morning, and who did not know what he had left to do, finally appeared; he probably heard his emperor calling him, so he rushed over to report. Be loyal.

Then, including Ozwald, two dragons, a deer, and a sheep looked as if they had seen a ghost. They saw that they were wearing oversized bibs and orange-red insulated gloves that they would definitely not be able to buy unless they were specially made. The patriot was humming an Ursusian ditty and holding a plate of freshly baked, steaming biscuits.

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"Please use, Your Majesty."

The patriot who came closer handed the baking sheet to Ozwald respectfully, and his scarlet eyes seemed to have changed slightly due to happiness.

"This this..."

Tallulah stuttered a little as she watched Oswald take the tray with trembling hands.

And who knows what Ozwald is thinking in his heart at this moment, so that his hands, which can easily kill hundreds of demons with a sword and are as steady as rock, are already subconsciously shaking like chaff.

"Hmm. Cake, biscuit?"

Viviana whispered incredulously.

It’s not that she is prejudiced against the vicious Wendigo race among the Sakaz tribe; but when she thinks of Bodrokas’ usual unsmiling and rigid appearance...

Just, it's not like she couldn't imagine the old Wendigo strolling around the room while reciting poetry in a bell-like voice... But putting on an apron and gloves, kneading flour and cream... This is really a bit... ...a sense of contrast.

“I learned it when I was young, and I hope it hasn’t deteriorated over time.”

The patriot said briefly, his tall body like an iron tower standing

Standing, his scarlet eyes looked around the silent crowd, and finally landed on Ozwald.

"...Your Majesty, please taste it. Otherwise, if the temperature drops, the taste will be bad."

"Huh? Oh, oh!!"

After being reminded, Ozwald came back to his senses and took a bite of the biscuit with a trembling hand...

Later I discovered that the taste was actually pretty good; except for the unique seasoning that was probably the producer's habit, it actually fell into the category of pretty good?

But he was still in a state of doubt;

At this moment, Ozwald was deeply doubting whether the patriot Bodeau was also possessed by the damn Ursus evil god somewhere unknown to him and completed his control.

It was especially serious when the Patriots watched everyone eating cookies one after another and hummed with satisfaction.

Shortly after the Patriots placed all the cookies on the baking sheet on delicate plates, packed up the trays and left, the three people who had been playing for a long time at the training field next door also happened to come back.

"Uh……."

Maria, who had not received a response after saying hello, looked at the people sitting around the table in silence, as if they were deep in thought.

He tilted his head and made a confused sound.

"Huh? What's wrong, is this?"

Shuangxing, who received the same treatment, frowned, looked around, and asked

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm thinking whether your old man was actually shangled by that bitch Black Snake..."

Ozwald, who was munching biscuits numbly, finally answered Smelting Ann.

Although in the end he was so shocked that he became aphasic to a certain extent.

But Froststar at least used this to figure out what happened.

"The old guy has this kind of interest. He just didn't have time in the north before."

Very calm, Yelena didn't have any surprises, she just complained about other people's fuss. Maybe as the daughter of a patriot, she had never seen such a scene today.

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

After a while, around the table, everyone was eating, including biscuits baked by the Patriots and Victoria-style refreshments and black tea bought by Geraint. .

In fact, even after ignoring that these cookies are made by patriots, Maria can actually eat them quite happily.

Of course, the only problem is that it was made by the Patriots.

"I didn't expect that sir would have such a hand." These were Tallulah's exact words while eating cookies with a complicated expression on her face.

Thanks to this, everyone started talking about desserts, including the fact that everyone in Sakota is good at desserts - it is said that in Rutland, a qualified Sakota can master at least dozens of different desserts. Production techniques.

This rumor was confirmed by Ozwald, the honorary Lateran appointed by the Lord of Arms, but he also said that despite this, there are still some people who do anything other than the Apuru sect and it will become an explosive. There is only ice cream in his eyes, and the existence of the embryo-killer who is like an ice cream Jinchuriki... has attracted huge heated discussion.

For a moment, the atrium was filled with cheerful air.

But there are also some small episodes here.

Just when Yelena finished eating her two pieces of robe and was about to grab other sweets from the big plate on the table, a pair of imitation huge bone claws came with the shadow that fell quietly, clamping down on her restless body. Divided little hands.

"What... what are you doing!"

She had already made up her mind, and her voice was a little panicked; but Yelena still pretended not to notice and roared angrily.

But what use is such bluffing to the experienced General Ursus?

"Today's sugar can only go so far. And I know that you stopped at Tallulah before coming here, so the amount for tomorrow should be cleared."

"I'll kill you! Old man!!"

Huge clumps of ice and snow took shape in the blink of an eye, whizzing one after another and falling on the Wendigo's pale skull.But the latter didn't care at all.

"This is for your own good, Yelena."

"fart!!"

Ignoring the White Rabbit's resistance, Bodrokasti dragged the adopted daughter away with his peerless power in front of people's eyes.

[If I have time, I'll come here; there are some things I need to talk to Tallulah about. ]

Later, a message was sent to Long Nu's personal terminal by Patriot.

ps: If the Patriot biscuits in the emoticon collection on QQ are the product of the transaction between TX and Eagle Point, then the Patriots are happy to make biscuits or even official ones ()

Knights of the Round Table, fight to the death!Knights Major: 23 Business Federation

On this land called Terra, the neon-lit cities may not be rotten to the root, but at least the inherent concepts of every Casimir are affected by the strong radiation of certain moths and their forces. This is the case in the region where the scope is located.

Whenever night falls, the city shuts down the hustle and bustle of the day. When the night gradually opens up as time goes by, it is replaced by unparalleled feasts of luxury and enjoyment launched by the fat-minded guys there. .

Chamber of Commerce.

——This thing that was born in the past hundred years and was established with official permission and support is now not only the organizer of the Casimir Knights Competition, but also an indispensable domestic economic alliance for Casimir.

Relying on the financial resources drawn from all over the country and the grasp of the grand event of the Knights Major, the Business Federation has a huge influence.

Although in the eyes of people who know something about it, this name is no different from the most greedy and disgusting pig; but whether it is called a moth or not the 'blood demon' of Sakaz... the directors of the Business Federation are... It doesn't matter at all; what they care about has always been to earn money, and on that basis, earn more money to fill their already overflowing coffers.

This is also the reason for convening the board of directors today.

After briefly and skillfully discussing last year's financial report and distributing benefits, the group of well-dressed beasts sitting in the hall naturally turned to the issue that they were most concerned about now.

Reach Star Wars...What is the current situation of Dragon Gate?

As we all know, at the end of last year and the beginning of this year, there was a little "little" disturbance on the border between Ursus and Great Yan.

The heavy industrial city of Chernobog in Ursus was also destroyed because it failed to avoid natural disasters in time - although no one would really believe that such a huge and advanced super giant mobile city could even have the functions that a mobile city should have. Even those with the lowest disaster resilience were destroyed so simply.

But at least that's what Emperor Ursus claimed to the outside world.

Even not long after Qicheng was bombed, Longmen, the nearest major commercial city in Terra, was attacked by a group of "unknown" people. Even the Longmen Guards Bureau, an administrative agency, fell for a time.

But at least Dayan Zhenlong said that this was just a relatively "realistic" disaster prevention drill.

People from Longmen and Qianqie who are directly involved do not know whether they believe it or not. Anyway, the directors of the Chamber of Commerce definitely don’t believe it... In other words, they are willing to believe that there must be some conspiracy theory and respond with caution. And be careful with your attitude.

After all, no matter whether it is Chernobog or Longmen, none of the directors here have invested in it or established industries; therefore, just the destruction of Chernobog is a huge loss that makes them heartache and twitch, and even more Not to mention the subsequent credit crisis and stock value shrinkage caused by the Longmen turmoil - this even caused a strong impact on the economy of Casimir, even thousands of kilometers away.

In the first month when the news came out, countless people went to the rooftop to make dumplings.The cleaning staff responsible for street maintenance earned enough overtime pay as a result.

What's worse is that if Yanwu really leads to a war due to this incident, then Longmen, as the flashpoint, will inevitably follow in the footsteps of Chernobog; and issued by Longmen, it is an important pillar of the current Terran economy. The Longmen coins will inevitably be completely reduced to waste paper.

Such a risk has forced the Federation of Commerce to give up many plans, including holding a knight competition, and put almost all its energy on the observation of Yanwu and Longmen... If it is done well, as long as it detects that there is something wrong If the wind direction is not good at all, you will immediately withdraw your remaining investment and be prepared to stop losses as much as possible before Longmen is destroyed.

And after spending three or four months in fear like this, the directors have just confirmed from Yanwu's handling of the matter that there is no tendency to turn towards war - of course, it cannot be ruled out that both sides are holding back their bad intentions, smiling on the outside and preparing behind the scenes. Possibility of blitz.

But to be honest, the business federation can’t wait any longer.

Therefore, the directors can only burn incense everywhere and pray to the snow-capped mountains to tell the angels, while arranging the long-standing knight competition events; starting the necessary preparations for knight points savings before the major tournament.

Although this means that the official Major Championship may not be held until November or even December, far later than the early summer in the past; but now they can only place their hope in the Major Championship, Casimir's national event. as a trial to lead economic recovery.

In addition to the intense planning and distribution, some people who had deliberately arranged it a few years ago also sent a piece of news to the directors that made all of them raise their eyebrows.

[Linguang], this well-known name of Casimir has unparalleled economic potential just like its popularity; it is the most coveted "goddess" in the hearts of the Chamber of Commerce. It can even be said that it has been there since its establishment. related fantasies.

It's just that their abilities were still small at that time, and Cyril Linguang and his eldest son both adhered to the chivalry spirit of "eating the past and never changing it", which made it impossible for the business association to explore this rich blue ocean even though it has grown bigger.

But now, the Federation of Commerce finds that it seems that it finally has the opportunity to have a romantic relationship.

"I remember that little Pegasus was just 16 years old, right? She was two years younger than her sister back then."

"This just shows that the Linguang family has reached its limit...Humph, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Hey, hey, I have to thank that unfilial son of Cyril Linguang for this. If he hadn't been shouting about "Casimir has no right to award me a medal" every day, he would rather squat in a small company and be a company The employees who don’t even have enough dogs are unwilling to listen to Ioletta and join the Silver Spear Pegasus, otherwise we may not have this opportunity in another 20 years.”

"That's right, we must offer a toast to our Mr. Maena Linguang."

Someone hypocritically raised the wine glass in front of him and recited a few words of hypocritical gratitude, which caused the people around him to chuckle in deep understanding.

Since the day when Cyril came to arrange for Margaret to leave Casimir, the directors of the Federation have been waiting for this day for a long time - the second grandson Maria is too young, and the second son Maena has not fulfilled the family's obligations at all. It's only a matter of time before we go bankrupt like we are now.

"The only question is, who can guarantee that this Miss Maria will not be like the rest of the Linguang family, clinging to the ridiculous dogma that persists in the past and would rather die than cooperate with us?"

After laughing at Ma Enna, a sensible person raised such concerns.

Judging from the private observation reports over the years, they are not worried about Maria Linguang becoming the No. 2 Shining Knight like her sister; even though the Linguang family has extraordinary talents as a golden-blooded Pegasus inherited from the old imperial family. , but it is an indisputable fact that Xiao Pegasus was not trained with the goal of being a knight in his early years.

No matter how much you cram, it is impossible to make up for the gap in professional training since childhood in one or two years.

Maximum of top 16.This is the limit that the directors of the Chamber of Commerce estimate that she can reach with her ability even without any betting.

This result is quite good for a knight competing alone, and it is enough to be promoted to the noble class through operations in the future - but for the Linguang family, which is on the verge of bankruptcy, it is far from enough.The aristocratic class can be preserved, but the leaky holes cannot be filled.

Will Maria Linguang accept the contract proposed by the Business Federation in order to restore the family's wealth?

not necessarily.

Although the Federation of Commerce would like to say something like "Oh, my dear Miss Maria Linguang, you don't want your ancestral home for hundreds of thousands of years to appear at the land auction because of bankruptcy~~" hints to force her to submit; but according to the knowledge of the four Pegasus from Cyril Linguang to Margaret Linguang, there is a high probability that this pure-blooded little Linguang is also the kind of person who would rather die than give up the family. Belief.Besides, if she didn't value her family's glory enough, she wouldn't have forced herself to go on stage and risk her life at the tender age of 16 after learning that she was about to go bankrupt.

This is what worries the business federation.

Although they don't care at all whether Casimir's heroic family can continue, or even if they are really dead, they may still be able to take advantage of the opportunity to operate two businesses... But if they want to make the most money, they still have to cooperate with the Linguang family. Only by doing so.

"Maybe we can try to start from the [Round Table]. Unlike the [Lin Guang] guys, although the [Round Table] also has clown-like rhetoric, at least it's not that they don't get in, right?"

"indeed."

Most of the directors approved of the plan.It happened that the following channels reported that the head of the Round Table, who had left Casimir for many years, had recently returned to Kavaleliaki, and had actively interfered with the current situation of the Linguang family - calling everywhere and threatening to Send Maena Linguang, this loser, to the construction site to move bricks.