Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

"You saved your life, Count."

After saying that, Ozwald ignored the pair of malicious eyes, Shi Shiran walked out of the western hall of the Holy King's Association, came outside shrouded in the gloomy sky, and took a deep breath. Not to mention the cold air...compared to the sweet smell of blood that was so rich that it made people sleepy, it was indeed easier for him to get used to the smell mixed with hostility.

After all, he escaped from Londinium when he was so worried that he would never see the sun again.

It's a pity that even after 18 years, the most prosperous and prosperous city in Terra doesn't seem to welcome his return.

Really, this is obviously the land where I was born...

"It is no exaggeration to say that you can be said to be the strongest red dragon in the thousand-year history of Victoria that I know of by suppressing a king of my clan so easily. With such power, you have such power."

In Red Dragon's slightly sentimental thoughts, the smell of corruption sounded along with the matching old voice.

"Wrong, I have been removed from Victoria by your Lord Commissioner using the Unforgivable Curse and turned into a non-existent thing. So you should say that I am [the strongest since the founding of Britain]" That’s right.”

Ozwald, who calmed down his emotions, corrected him.

"So, is your next opponent going to be you, old gentleman? Or is it the little cute guy over there who can't tell the difference between male and female? Or is it the Chairman? But I didn't see him around here."

Turning around, he put his hands on his forehead to catch the light, and squinted his eyes to strengthen his farsightedness. The red dragon simply glanced at the ancients around him twice, and then curiously looked for anything that could match the color of pink. Hook shadow.

But the result was a huge disappointment to Ozwald, who longed for Victorian citizenship.

So he could only put down his hands with regret, and first blew a kiss to the silent little sister or boy in the distance, but it must be a cute little mua, and then he smiled and asked the old man standing in front of him:

"Who will come first?"

"...We will not prevent our compatriots from regaining their lost dignity. Until the real decisive battle begins that no one can stay away from, you are the prey of the blood demon who is completely enraged."

The reason for appearing here is just to collect intelligence for the decisive battle and to avoid unnecessary combat attrition.

The three princes understand this.

Ozwald understood it too.

"In this case, I'll leave the aftermath to you two, shall I take the first step?"

With a rather regretful sigh, Ozwald waved goodbye to the scavenger: "Both of you are adults, so you shouldn't bully a young man like me and do such shameless things as cheating and sneak attacks while you are eating and sleeping. ?”

"Haha, if there is a chance, I would very much like to keep your skull after all the flesh and blood has been rotted, the last King of Drac."

"You and Victoria will be our clan's most proud collection."

"Then if you want to do this, old man, all I can say is, be careful about the tributes from your Sakaz ancestors, ah, be careful!"

Digging the Pool: 32 Testing Each Other

Londinium has been very uneasy lately.

It was not just the result of those demon gangsters who robbed and oppressed others after Parliament Speaker Traces denounced the Eight Dukes as traitors and invited the Sakaz Military Council to assist in defense.

But more than half a month after that.

Sometimes in the silent late night, sometimes in remote street corners, sometimes even at noon, bursts of roars and vibrations can be heard from the depths of the mobile city where people live... These can happen at any time The abnormal phenomena occurring throughout Londinium prove that there is some huge and terrifying disaster lurking in this unfallen city that has not been baptized by natural disasters for hundreds of years.

However, despite feeling uneasy about this, the residents of Corondinium did not feel despair; on the contrary, they believed in the coming of hope and believed in the future when these Sarkarz would be expelled and annihilated.

Because the pearl that represents Victoria has once again returned to the land where she was born and raised!

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The sound of gold and iron as weapons collided, accompanied by a huge roar, echoed in Victoria's exclusive isolation area used to contain infected people.

The scarlet shadow and the blue ice beam penetrated each other and tore each other apart, causing a terrible burning smell together with the melted domestic garbage around them.

This battle is not stuck in one place, but just like what has happened a dozen times so far, it changes rapidly, from one block to another in the blink of an eye; generally it does not last too long. The time usually ends in about 10 minutes.

But the movement today seems to be a little bigger.

The wall dividing the blocks was destroyed by the aftermath, covering an area of ​​nearly hundreds of meters. Dozens of street lamps in several blocks were uprooted and appeared several kilometers away from their original locations; most of the remaining ones also became crooked. The seven or eight twists are not bursts of electric sparks that represent rest.

Boom!

There was another loud noise that I couldn't tell whether it was a thunder or something exploding.

In the thick disaster cloud entrenched in Londinium, three blazing thunders as thick as water tanks fell from three different angles and hit the land on the outskirts of a certain place.The sandy soil covering the surface of the moving base block with a depth of more than ten meters is stirred up, and then instantly melts and crystallizes in the ultra-high temperature and energy, maintaining the explosive and splashing posture and forever becoming something like a tree.

"Ha! Weak, too weak, Blood Demon! As the head strength of the Sakaz race, the Lords of the Ten Royal Courts can only have this level. No wonder Pegasus' iron hooves can trample you in just three days. It’s broken! Even a defensive battle with an absolute advantage can be fought like this. It’s better to get out of Londinium and go farming in a ravine. Don’t worry about your dream of punishing Terra!”

Holding a sword in one hand, the red dragon easily suppressed the Blood Demon Lord and made no secret of his disdain for the former and laughed at him.

Although I feel that my dignity as a king and a Sakaz (Tikaz) has been insulted, due to these days of fighting; whether it is Origin Stone skills, witchcraft, physical level... there is a comprehensive and huge gap in combat effectiveness. , making all his refutations meaningless, he could only hold on to this unbearable unwillingness like a poisonous insect eating his heart in humiliation, and inject his emotions and will into the next swing of the weapon - and then usher in an even greater challenge. defeat.

The one in front of me feels like it was created after draining all the potential of the Drac family from the past to the future. The monster-like and unnatural red dragon makes me feel disgusted in every aspect...whether it's strength or personality. , even the weapons used!

Seeing the flames that continued to burn in the opponent's scale sword, the gesture that looked like sun flames made the Blood Demon Lord reveal an expression of sincere disgust on his face.

And this small change was quickly noticed by the opponent who was fighting with him, and he showed a little playful smile.

"What's wrong? Vampire, why do you show such a face? Could it be that I reminded you of some bad memories? For example, when you massacred the Rutland caravan in the past, someone used the Sun Flame Sword. Tore the body apart or something? Huh? Isn’t that right~~~"

"Shut up! Draco's dead remnant, that has nothing to do with you!!"

The disgust in his heart became more and more serious, and the Blood Demon King increased the strength of his hands;

At the same time, Ozwald, who noticed his resistance, also began to press forward, adding a new round of weight to the scale of confrontation.

The two people who were getting closer looked at each other's scarlet eyes that were very similar to their own, and their eyes began to flicker with a tiny light at the same time;

One made the blood in his eyes as strong as if he was about to burst out, and the other changed to a brighter and hot molten gold with the breath of fireworks - the resonance necessary for two powerful warlocks to start a spell confrontation, and they can only decide here. If a winner emerges, the subsequent Source Stone spells or witchcraft released will not be offset by power, and the damage can be maximized.

This process lasted for several seconds, and finally ended with the blood falling from the blood demon's red eyes.

A super-compressed explosion that was enough to completely wipe a medium-sized mobile city from the world in a very short period of time swallowed up the losers.

Every time, except for the necessary reserve to deal with counterattacks normally, Ozwald would not hold back any hand in the battle.And even if the Blood Demon King has the ability to face Londinium City's defensive artillery and still remain unscathed, it will definitely not be able to withstand the flames released by the last Red Dragon King.

But it's also every time... When the victory is in hand, there is no joy of victory on his face. Only the dissatisfied red dragon tilts his sword horizontally in front of him——

An invisible force, like a big hand and a barrier, enveloped the Blood Demon in the explosive flames when he had already shown a horrifying distortion of his body; at the same time, the corrupting and withering power of death and another special spell wave Promoting the elimination of Dragon Flame.

In the end, azure anger boiled up, and the red dragon emperor who was eyeing him was driven back again.

This result is unbearable, but this is a fact that we have long known.

The opponent has never been even the slightest bit lax about Ozwald, and they value this most powerful dragon who even the gods are afraid of in front of him.

Because of this, the great king of the blood demons would rather endure humiliation than continue to challenge without a chance, so as to find out where the limits of the Red Dragon Emperor's various abilities are... This can be said to be a It's a gamble, but as long as the Red Dragon still has the slightest idea of ​​winning in the future decisive battle, he must now try his best to reduce the number of people in the Sakaz royal courts to increase the number of his own high-end combat capabilities. Give back a little advantage... As long as this is the case, this gamble can continue forever.

Of course, while they were learning more about Ozward through battle, Ozwald could also learn something through battle - the flow of information was always two-way.

"Another one comes, so now there are five of them, maybe even six."

Taking into account the possibility that Zang Zhuo and some others may be on the road, the final battle situation cannot be said to be about eight to nine people... Counting the power of two of them above that of the King of the Royal Court, the balance is actually It is no different from facing ten royal courts.

This situation is actually very bad. Without the help of the power of the Eight Dukes, it would be difficult to defeat Britain with its own strength. It is not impossible to win by force, but if possible, those two trump cards should be left to others. If you use it too early, it will only arouse the vigilance and counterattack of those three 'guys', so it is best not to use it if you can.

With the help of the opponent's attack, the red dragon quickly opened the fighting distance while thinking about the future situation, while preparing to find a place to eat for a while and replenish some physical strength.

In addition to waiting for a few hours for the blood demon to recover and be able to protect itself every time it has just won the opponent, the kings of Sarkaz generally do not allow the red dragon to have more opportunities to adjust, and may start anywhere at any time. A new round of fighting... If you want to rest, you have to see if Ozwald can hide it secretly enough.

But so far, the various small strongholds he used when dealing with Aslan's assassins have basically been used up (most of them were removed by Aslan's court when he was a child).

"In that case, it's better to replace the more secret 'there' with a stronghold."

Red Dragon thought.

Moreover, even Ozwald, who was busy playing immersive mini-games with the royal courts every day, had recently heard some... well, gossip that he couldn't ignore.

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Dial the pool water: 33 I took a two-day vacation and it’s time to come back and update.

Londinium Sadien District

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Hedley looked at the blond Sakaz in front of him.

Manfred, a member of the Kazdaele Military Council, the young General Sakaz, and one of the disciples of Regent Teresis.

He and I used to be very close friends, but since the absurd and sad farce of brother and sister fighting six or seven years ago, a huge gap has also developed between the two, and it is no longer as easy as before. Drink and talk happily.

Now there is no reason for the two to fight each other, but it is just a cold superior-subordinate relationship derived from the extremely disgusting "righteousness" possessed by the sin-absolver's evil magic, nothing more.

"It's been almost a week and we still haven't found any trace of Draco."

Without much respect, the mercenary leader reported the results of the recent mission to his commander.

Five days ago, after the battle that took place in the quarantine area for infected people, the Blood Demon Lord, who had repaired his condition by drinking blood, came back with full of anger, but he was not able to find the person who was killed by the royal courts as easily as before. Traces regarded as hunting targets.

This was also the first time that the Military Council had allowed the red dragon to disappear from their sight for such a long time.

No matter how hard they search and how much manpower they divert from non-essential tasks, the end result is nothing.

"The Last Lord Drac", Ozwald Artolis seemed to have realized that he could not kill one of the royal court alone, so after that victory, he took advantage of the night or other What chance... For example, the Sakaz troops stationed at the high wall escaped while distracted, and they have not shown up again until today.

But no one thought he was gone.

The sight that haunted the members of the Military Council and made people sleepless and uneasy; a clone of the Transformer Lord disappeared inexplicably without even sending a signal; the entrance to Regent Tresisis' residence was stained with the blood of two Pardoners The sarcastic words "How can we do well in Kazdaele with these insects!" scrawled on the wall...

Even recently, there have been rumors of some kind of monster in the military camp of the Sakaz soldiers - in the dead of night, what was projected from the window could not be distinguished from horns, as if some kind of creature had "long ears" An ordinary shadow, taking advantage of the darkness of the moment when the dark clouds obscured the moonlight, dragged one or several people away at a speed that was imperceptible to other people in the room... leaving only the victim's desperate and frightened screams and body The ruined sound.

These events that actually happened around me all proved that the red dragon had never left Londinium.

Ozwald Artoris, who had long been expelled from his homeland, had indeed given up on continuing with the military council to formulate a promising but almost impossible challenge - but instead, the Dragon Emperor from Britain forced everyone to A game began where he made the rules and decided how to play.

The identities of prey and hunter seem to be interchanged here.

Or as the old saying goes... the best hunters often appear as prey.

"The Blood Demon King was particularly agitated because of this and ordered us to find the dragon quickly."

"almost impossible……"

After hearing Hedley's words, Manfred, who was standing on the control tower, looked at the Sadean area below and shook his head.

In Londinium, an ancient city that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, how many corners are there that the Sakaz Military Council cannot see?

Taking the surface as an example, there are hundreds of thousands of private or government-run old factories in the entire urban base of Londinium, [-]% of which are abandoned and [-]% are still in use.

Those that are still in use are mostly built on the sites of older factories, and each factory building is like a maze filled with hundreds of years of industrial waste.

The same number or even more slums are filled between factory buildings that are in disrepair and overgrown with weeds.So much so that even senior military officials who have been responsible for urban defense for decades cannot tell how many people there are in these civilian industrial zones and old logistics zones.

Not to mention the tens of thousands of deep, endless pipe networks and subway passages beneath the city's surface that continuously transport energy throughout Londinium.

——Before the civil war started, even if Master Sakaz, who was the best at tracking, wanted to catch a group of troublemakers from the slums of Cazdale within three days, the difficulty was no different than robbing an army single-handedly. Lateran legation with papal knights.

And this is based on the fact that as a "local" who was born and raised in Kazdaele, he is extremely familiar with his family.

And Londinium...who dares to say that he is familiar with Londinium?Which Sakaz dared to ridiculously say that he was more familiar with Londinium, which they had been masters of before the era of mobile city-states, and had ruled for thousands of years, than a drak?

In fact, even if you exclude the thorny red dragon that is difficult to deal with directly even if it is not hidden, the local residents of Londinium rely on the complexity of this big city to continue to communicate with the Savoy who has settled in Victoria. The Kazs continued to fight.

Perhaps it only took a week for Sakaz, under the leadership of the Speaker of Parliament to "lead the wolf into the house", to defeat the Victoria Parliamentary Guards and take control of [-]% of the Londinium city defense forces;

Perhaps the military council hanged several of the nobles who led the opposition and beat back the rabble they paid dozens of times until they were brought to heel in just a month and a half.

But you have to fight back and forth with that group of self-proclaimed rebels in the streets and alleys, from south to north, in the mountains surrounding the center of Londinium and connecting to the old logistics area that no one cares about... ....I am afraid that even if it takes another half of the year, it will be difficult to win.

"I know that one or several of the Sakaz kings are dissatisfied with my 'incompetence'. But even so, I will not give up my command power because of this."

Manfred spoke such transgressive words.

As Sarkaz, who does not respect tradition very much but is therefore more rational; Manfred is very clear that these princes are too pure for Sarkaz and despise Terra, who once could only live as a slave. Therefore, various tribes are particularly easily angered.

Once the command falls into the hands of the Blood Demon Lord and others, they will not hesitate to order the corpses of Londinium people to be used to build a bridge between hard bones such as the Sadean District and other districts. A high wall of flesh and blood; on the pretext of using it to attract the red dragon, it is actually a channel to satisfy his own private interests.

And this kind of thing must not be allowed to happen.

"The royal court who relies on their own strength and is arrogant always does not understand the general's painstaking efforts... They are not willing to take even a moment to think and understand how fragile the balance in front of them is."

The fundamental reason why the Kazdaele Military Council was able to safely settle in Londinium, the capital of Victoria, was simply because of Tracys’ status as the Speaker of the Supreme Council. No matter how many people sneered at this, this was the reason. Government orders issued based on the functions conferred by Victoria jurisprudence are facts that must be followed.

As long as the Victorians still have a sense of belonging to the country they live in, as long as the Victorians still have even a hint of respect and awe for Victoria's legal principles... then all the powerful people, including the Eight Dukes, will I can only hold my nose and endure it.

The law prohibiting the Dukes from entering the capital, coupled with the status of Londinium, has become the biggest reason to check and balance the eight Dukes and make them put their hands on the rat.

No one wants to take the risk of firing the first shot, and no one wants to leave a reason that can be used as an excuse for annexation by colleagues later... If not, the Kazdaele Military Council alone will not be able to resist the Dukes. Frontal attack.

So the problem is here too.

If Sakaz really massacres the civilians of Londinium, will the nobles in the city and the city defense troops who surrendered to them have another evil intention, and the fate will be lost?Will the grand dukes outside the city take this as an excuse to march towards the city together?