Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

——However, even this passionate man has become a thing of the past that can only stop on the upper reaches of the river of time.

Times have changed.

"Hundreds of years ago, the mighty Aslan Pasha led his fangs and claws to victory over the dragons and their kingdoms, ushering in the empire's centuries-long history.

Now, it's my turn!

In such a turbulent time, the last son of the Red Dragon will destroy the hegemony of the great Frederick III!Under the blazing flames, the lion and its symbol of glory were reduced to ashes!

Ancestors, please bear witness! ! "

In front of all the dragon kings and in the eyes of all the lion kings, the last Lord Drac promised Victoria his fire.

Stirring the water in the pool: 46 The sword is drawn, but no one cares

As a member of the group who also entered the royal tomb, Wei Na naturally saw the statues of the ancient kings of Victoria.

However, compared to Ozwald, who has a strong empathy for history and can be the epitome of each era, the crown prince of the Aslan family appears to be calmer and more focused. In addition to the kings belonging to their own clan, their focus will be more...daily.

She didn't care about the kings and their related history or what she had done for Victoria...Vina was just a simple observer of the different faces recorded by the palace sculptors, whether they were solemn or gentle.

She couldn't find any impression of them in her memory, but she definitely felt a connection with them in her heart - that was probably the inseparable line of cause and effect between bloodlines called generations.

But in the end, compared to the vast Victoria and the palace full of rules when he was a child, the leader of the Glass Gang is still more familiar with the taverns in Norbert District, the spicy rough ale, and the sour lollipops after fighting hard. .

【Alexandrina...】

"Ugh-"

Wei Na covered her head again.

Those voices that had been chattering since they first arrived at the resting place of the kings appeared again after a brief period of silence.

But probably because she was now in it and didn't need to be urged, the emotions in these vague calls were no longer urgent, no longer sharp, and no longer meant to persuade or incite.

Instead, there was a kind of tired tranquility, which made Vina feel a little familiar.

Yes, she had been here before, and "someone" had guided her to this place long before her memory was formed.

Just like then, at this moment, she knew where she should go and what she should pick up.

There it was, stuck straight in the middle of the room, unguarded and unprotected, as ordinary as a small decoration in the entire building.

But there is no one who does not know it, and there is no Victorian who does not yearn for and admire it; even the kingdom on the other side of the continent will have heard of its name.

National Sword·Breath of Kings.

This sword was originally held by Aslan Pasha and pierced the chest of the first King Drak. It was later created with the establishment of Victoria, bathed in dragon blood, and sealed with the heart of a lion... After thousands of years, it has been recast many times. , it is always there; even if there is a small temporary absence required to find the owner, it will eventually return here, return to the Londinium it shelters - every Victorian who is proud of his motherland will always I firmly believe that it is this sword that protects the heart of the empire so that it has not been threatened by natural disasters for thousands of years.

"..."

There was no need to say anything more. Wei Na stretched out her hand to it directly and familiarly, as if countless "people" were expecting and excited.

For a moment, broken phantoms filled the entire space. They were rising and falling, and they were resonating.

'Alexandrina.Alexandrina Vina Victoria... Unable to distinguish between reality and fiction, they whispered her name and surname repeatedly in her ears.

Until she touched the sword.

It doesn't look as special as the legend says, it's not huge, and it doesn't have any exaggerated decorations.

It seems to be just an ordinary Victorian two-handed sword.

What would a sword be?What can a sword do?What can a sword do?That's probably what Breath of Kings can do.

"Keng!"

A sound of metal and rock colliding sounded in Vina's ears.

I don't know when, the Dragon Emperor who rules Britain and the last master of the Draco clan has taken out the dragon scale sword that was made of his own blood and soul and cast with his life; the broad and huge dragon scale sword, nearly five feet long, was in his hand Standing at his side, the tip of the sword was partially sunk into the hard ground of the royal tomb... Apparently that was the reason for the sound just now.

His eyes were half-closed and his mouth was raised; Oswald stood ten steps away from Vina with a happy and playful expression, his back to him, still immersed in memories... or other emotions that he didn't care about at all. My own Crown Prince Aslan - At this moment, a strange breeze blew up from nowhere, stirring the dull air, causing the whispers and waves that had echoed since entering the royal mausoleum to disappear in an instant.

He said nothing, just letting the sword in his hand flicker with light that flickered on and off as rhythmically as a heartbeat and gradually accelerating, as if reflecting his emotions at the moment, and waited expectantly.

Even so, the strong pulsing sound broke Alexandrina Victoria's silence, waking her up from her past world and letting out a sigh of relief.

Then, Crown Prince Aslan, who was holding the national sword, turned around and raised the sword of Breath of Kings horizontally, used his other hand to drag its tip from below, and handed it over without any hesitation. He said casually "Give" to the man behind him who was watching everything quietly.

This caused the other party to be surprised.

The Red Dragon Emperor, who was somewhat caught off guard, was silent for a few seconds at the unexpected change, and then asked angrily:

"What do you mean?"

"It's just what you want." She probably guessed that the other person wanted her to say it herself, so Wei Na adjusted her tone and further praised the Breath of Kings in her hand. Say in a solemn and humble voice: "I hereby offer you the national sword you need, the breath of kings. Your Majesty Ozwald."

Ozwald was stunned: "Huh? When did I say that I needed this sword? Isn't it because Alexandrina you want this sword and everything it contains?"

Vina:? ? ?

"Besides trouble and distress, what else can this sword bring me?" Wina blinked in astonishment and asked: "And shouldn't it be Ozwald who wants me to personally convey this to Victoria?" The national sword is entrusted to you, which proves that I really have no intention of competing with you for the throne, so you will bring me here?"

Although she originally came here to obtain the Breath of Kings and give it to the Red Dragon in exchange for the long-term safety of the Glass Gang in the future. At the same time, she wanted to dismantle Tracys' plan to sow discord to prevent other people with ulterior motives from taking advantage of it. .

"...No, I just think that if you want the sword yourself, I'll let you pull it out and hold it in your hand; because only in this way can it be considered fair and just, blocking the name of the red dragon and the lion. duel."

Subconsciously scratching his cheek with his fingers, Ozwald let out a few sneers.

After all, killing unarmed and defenseless enemies has never been the aesthetic he admires.Not to mention that the other party is indeed a being with whom I have a rich relationship, even if it is out of consideration for my own dignity, I still need to have a sense of ceremony.

——So it was obvious that both he and Vina had misjudged the other's intention.

The only thing they have in common is that someone needs to come to the royal tomb to pull out the breath of the kings that represents Victoria Kingdom Zuo, and that's the only thing.

"It's numb."

"……Um."

Turn the pool water: 47 Steam starts

Perhaps a minute had passed, or perhaps only an illusory few seconds had passed.

I don't know when it started, but the murderous aura that was dispersed in the environment as if it was about to explode like gunpowder has quietly dissipated, leaving only the red dragon and Aslan, the last heirs of the two clans with big eyes and small eyes.

No one knew what to say at this time.

The two speechless people looked at each other with wandering eyes, and the embarrassment that was about to overflow from each of them almost filled the mausoleum where Victoria's ancestors were buried.

After all, anyone who comes here should have only one choice.

As long as one is familiar with the history and legends related to Victoria, the more he believes that he is not a mediocre common being and is a 'power holder' who firmly believes in this, the more difficult it will be to endure his desires in front of the Breath of Kings—— -Because this sword represents Victoria's thousand-year history, its status in the hearts of Victorians is even greater than the crown on the head of the current emperor.

Maybe it may not have the power to split the storm as in the legend, but the national sword itself is [the human heart], a symbol of the most powerful power in the world.

This was especially true during the chaotic period when the Sarkazi Military Council occupied Londinium.

Because the heirs of the two families have disappeared, for the old Victorian aristocrats headed by the Eight Dukes, as long as someone can hold this in hand and appear in the public eye to raise their arms and shout, it can become a guide to the anxious nation and become a Victoria is in desperate need of a savior, a future king-like presence.

And if the person who gets it is not the Eighth Duke or other powerful border counts, but the Sakaz Military Committee, then these invaders can use it to make some fuss; whether it is to directly destroy this national sword that represents the heart of Victoria. , or confuse right and wrong and explain that Tracy has been selected, etc., it can have a good effect.

Even if an ordinary person obtains him, he can obtain greater and more material wealth for himself by handing over this "treasure" that is destined to be unable to be held with weak power to any of the above parties.Even a small mobile city can become its own king.

——It can be said that as long as you can get the Breath of Kings, then whether it is power, wealth, glory, almost all the sources of troubles that are expected but unobtainable that plague mortals in this world can be easily obtained.

So Alexandrina Victoria chose to become the third type.

Unwilling to become a pawn used by Tracy to stir up internal conflicts in Victoria, in order to make this flattering strategy self-defeating, Aslan's crown prince chose the successor of his own family's old enemy, Ozwald. ·Artolis came to hold the Breath of the Kings, which represents Victoria's kingdom - this can be regarded as an end to the entangled grudges between the two clans that should have ended long ago. She will use her own power to return to the ordinary. Break this bloody chain of hatred.

But she didn't expect that the other party actually lacked the desire for the national sword.

As the only serious heir to the empire, Wei Na will not believe it if you say that the Red Dragon Lord does not understand the importance of the national sword or what can be done with it.

But the other party seemed to have never had even the slightest thought related to it, and he showed such a ghostly expression when he offered it to him.

"It's the national sword of Victoria! Ozwald Artolis." Holding the symbol of the empire that thousands of people dream of, Vina looked in disbelief and stared at the sight of nothing at all. The red dragon, full of desire, couldn't help but call the other person by his full name: "Unlike me, the leader of the Glass Gang who is determined to leave the palace completely, as a king who is striding on the road to power, he actually says that he doesn't need it at all. ..You, you, what are you thinking in your mind? Drake!"

"Having said that... to be reasonable, brother, I am the Emperor of Britain now. In that case, what does Victoria's national sword have to do with the Lord of Britain? I should have done justice to it long ago."

And not to mention that he had sworn in front of the Drak ancestors a few minutes ago that he would crush Aslan and the glory they created and burn the humiliating past of the dragons to ashes. Carrying the king's breath, which represents Aslan's victorious history, into his arms... This is too filial piety ()

"a ha ha ha……"

I really don't know what I can say now to answer Aslan's surprise. Ozwald could only let out two dry laughs of unknown meaning.

Especially when he thought of the big sword in his hand that he had drawn for the duel earlier, the red dragon's face became extremely hot - also, there was no way anyone in this world would be stupid enough to ignore the reality of the gap and warnings, and do it in front of him. Come and take the breath of the kings as your own; how can anyone's character be that of a fool rather than a wise man?

And this kind of situation where he seemed the most stupid because he made others look stupid. For a moment, Ozwald didn't know what to do. He felt like he couldn't hold back the big sword in his hand.

In the end, he could only treat the sword in his hand like air or a crutch, hiding its brilliance and its existence, pretending that everything was normal.

"No! No; I simply won't pin my victory on an illusory national sword, that's all."

Of course, although he was trying to justify his stupidity, this was actually more or less the reason why Ozwald never had even a hint of desire for the Victoria National Sword.

Maybe you can get a lot of conveniences by buying Breath of Kings; but what you get in this way is just rootless duckweed, a castle in the air that has been forcibly grafted.

The best way to gain people's support and stability is to rely on long-term policies and guidelines to enhance people's happiness, thereby increasing their recognition of the country, political system and even the ruler Ozwald himself. This should be the right method.

A true emperor does not need an external object such as the so-called national sword - if there is really a national sword, then the reason why an artifact can receive such an honor should be that it is held in his hand.

As the Master of Britain and the Dragon Emperor in the Tower, no matter which sword Ozwald Artorius holds, it is the national sword!

"Even without the Breath of Kings, I can still defeat the enemy!"

Ozwald declared to Vina word by word, his words were sonorous and powerful; the words that could not be refused were like a rushing wave passing over the statues of Victoria's previous kings, echoing in the heart of Victoria.

Such an answer made Wei Na fall into silence.

Maybe this is the confidence and style that a true master who rules an empire should have, she thought in her heart.

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

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

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

【Victoria】

A voice broke the deadlock.

It feels like I heard someone talking. Is it an illusion?

After blinking and making sure that the vague whisper just now was unlikely to come from Oswald, Vina looked around.

And everything is just like the facts that have long been confirmed in the mind, the huge stone statues representing the past kings are still stuck in the shadows and motionless, and the corpses of Sarkaz all over the ground show no signs of resurrection, faithfully fulfilling their conspiracy. And the position of recorder of traps... along with those idle and rusted steam armors.

——Yes, steam armor!

Again.

Nearby, right in front of the red dragon and the lion.The unique sound of steam eruption caused by the scattering of mechanical operation is like announcing that it is waking up from a deep sleep.

From this beginning, the frequency of the jet sound gradually increased.

It gets louder and louder, and the rhythm becomes clearer and clearer - until it fills the entire underground cavity.

"Hahaha! Good guy, I didn't expect such an unexpected surprise!!!"

The last emperor of Draco laughed heartily.

Turning the Pool Water: 48 Will, transcending death

The flames released from the fingertips of the red dragon climbed up the walls of the royal tombs like living green plants, exerting their symbolic function as the source of civilization, dispersing the hidden and unknown darkness, filling the tombs of the Victoria kings. Unprecedented light.

And this also made the huge figure of the rioters more obvious in front of the crown princes of the two races.

Against the backdrop of the pitch-black armor, the white steam coming out of the pores is particularly obvious.One time, another time; just like the breathing and pulsation of life.

Clear away the fog and wake up from a history that has almost been forgotten.

The majestic posture of a mecha rather than an armor stood up from the debris of his colleagues and enemies on the ground.

Heavy footsteps.

A dull snort.

Nothing can hinder Him, nothing can defeat Him.

You can't abandon it, you can't betray it.

——Not even death.