Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

First it was the construction contractors and members of the Chamber of Commerce, then three members of the Council of Supervisors protected by the Knights of Conquest.

However, due to the death of the members of the Supervisory Committee and the knights of the expedition, the defenses have been strengthened. It is already very difficult to attack with just me and the equipment of the year.

Under this situation, even if I was equally disgusted, I still had to contact the previous connections related to Ursus.

However, due to no contact for a long time, especially Ursus’ current situation and identity as an infected person, Ursus did not trust me very much, so he killed three more congressmen with help, but still could not change the status quo. "Ground Zero" After the creation of the block".I set my final target on Ioletta Russell... If this Grand Knight Commander dies, the order will definitely be stopped.

However, that old woman was the hero of the Uka War after all. With my strength, I cannot defeat her in a one-on-one duel, let alone do it under the heavy protection of the Grand Knight Commander... If I want to Success is still only possible with the help of Ursus.

The conditions offered by Ursus are: If we want to help, we must first kill Cyril Linguang.

Ursus asked me not only to assassinate Ioletta Russell, but also to kill Cyril, Ursus' old enemy.Otherwise, as an infected person, I would now be nothing more than a dog that annoys them, and would not be qualified to be helped.Otherwise, if they had helped sincerely and fully, the emperor's sharp blade would have already arrived in this land.

Besides, that old man...Cyril Linguang.

Even as a member of Ursus, even though he once blocked His Majesty's legions... I still respect him.I respect this man who has always upheld the character of a true knight, and has never bullied infected people like us... He may be a rising young man from the seemingly glamorous land of Casimir. There are only two people who can bear the name of [Hero].

But I have no choice.

I have to kill Cyril Linguang, and then rely on the resources and manpower caused by Cyril's death to get more resources and manpower from Ursus, so that I can more easily take advantage of the situation - and at the same time, with the help of this comrade-in-arms The condolences necessary for my death so that I could have the opportunity to kill the one in power, Ioletta Russell!

However, just as I was about to set off...

Infected people like me...my compatriots...they found me...and put something into my hands before my final act.

It was something I had abandoned; my dignity, my glory, my past, my half...

I never thought that we would see each other again; but they used their last wealth that should have been used to buy expensive drugs for themselves to redeem it from the hands of dealers who even I don’t know where to go...

In this case, I must not let them down!

""This sword calls the comet. John forged this sword to give to my friend Paul the 'Comet Knight', and to congratulate him on his success in entering the top [-] of the special tournament. May the comet tear the sky and smash his enemies to pieces"..."

He softly recited the blessings of his former friends on the sword; his eyes looking at it were filled with nostalgia.

Gently stretched out his hand and stroked the cold sword body; feeling the pulse that was like his own heartbeat and his own breathing, he could no longer hold back the emotion in his chest and sighed softly:

"——It's a big thank you to you for being able to hold on until now; [Comet]"

That is not only for the sword that has been extremely lucky to not be destroyed for more than ten years, but also for myself who can still fight for the ideals even now.

However, it will be over soon.

[I will once again describe the words of silence]

ps: I feel like when I write this, I can see the character reference, right?

The Black Knight Wants to Obtain Arima Memorial 1: 37 There is no equality in Terra ([-]-in-[-])

It confuses cognition and slightly distorts reality with the power of evil, making the figure unable to be observed by normal vision.

Stopping at the edge of the Linguang family's territory, the assassin looked at the mansion where the hero lived at the end of his field of vision.

According to Ursus' intelligence team's detection over the past few days, he already knew the defenses in the mansion.

In addition to the hundreds of elite soldiers who were constantly patrolling everywhere, six Silver Spear Pegasus were scattered throughout the Linguang family mansion.

And in order to avoid the possibility of being transferred away from the mountain and exposing flaws in the defense, Snitz Linguang and Yolanta Linguang took their daughter to stay elsewhere.

However, although they are both Cyril Linguang's children.However, Maena Linguang is still far behind his elder brother. In addition, his wandering life has deviated from his family's inheritance, so he cannot be said to be a real Silver Spear Pegasus, and he cannot achieve unity with the other five people. It becomes an excellent breakthrough point - with his own strength that is better than the opponent's and the stealth equipment of cognitive blocking, the assassin is confident that he will be severely damaged in a few breaths after the sneak attack.Then he broke through to Lao Tianma's side.

By then, for an old man who can no longer even lift a sword, breaking his neck will not be much more difficult than picking off a roadside wild flower.

"...I express my condolences to the heroes who were involved and the other dying souls. Please forgive me. Please forgive me for the atrocities I committed for the sake of justice when I had no other choice."

With such a decision, the ghost-like assassin took a step forward under the cover of night and officially entered the territory of the Linguang family——

"TunderBreak"

"!!"

The alarm sounded in my heart; but compared to what the body could do, the thunder from the sky had already fallen on me at an unavoidable speed;

His vision was engulfed in white, and his hair was scorched... The lightning that spread throughout his body was so hot that it almost evaporated his existence; the pain that made his nerves scream made his body fall forward uncontrollably, and his knees hit the ground. , splashing a small amount of dust.

In the 300-meter night sky, the ice floating platform was maintained by magic and stood on it. The red dragon looked down at the Ursus spy on the ground - on its horns and the fingertips pointed at itself, You can still see the remnants of lightning flashing after the guided attack.

"What should I call you? Paul? Knight of the Comet? Or Ursus' spy?" Slowly descending, Ozwald asked the assassin who was covered in smoke.

"...How did you find me, Mr. Captain?"

His whereabouts were exposed, and his true identity had been revealed by the opponent; the infected knight, who no longer needed to be hidden, stopped operating his special equipment, revealing his weather-beaten face.

Paul looked up at the red dragon, his face twisted in pain mixed with confusion.

"I don't think I broke any ground or gave away any plans for the operation."

"So, I didn't discover your whereabouts."

Facing the old knight's question, Ozwald shook his head.

Even if Lao Fu and Koval provided him with hundreds or thousands of pieces of information, all they could point to were ordinary Ursus intelligence officers, shrimps that were hard to even count as fish.

Even if Trembling Iron Martin told Ozwald about the transaction records of a group of infected people jointly raising funds to redeem Paul's weapons; this can only prove that the Comet Knight has won the support of many people in leading the infected people to protest, and that he Perhaps it was because of the increasingly severe suppression that he had to take back his weapons in order to confront the sergeant.

It is impossible to deduce whether Paul is an Ursus spy based on these alone, and it is even less possible to know who will be the next target.

But it doesn't matter. If you can't find the person, you can't find him. It doesn't matter if you can't find out the truth.

There is nothing wrong with those nasty people who bully others dying at the hands of the infected people they bullied.As long as you keep Mr. Cyril from being killed by Ursus's assassins, that's enough.

What's more, when you are in the Linguang family territory, you may also be noticed by Ursus. Once you encounter an assassin, after a slight delay of about ten minutes, the highly mobile Pegasus can rush to the rescue at the fastest speed.This is also a kind of shelter for myself.

Therefore, what the red dragon finally did was to place the black knight next to Lao Linguang, and he followed his own intuition and chose a place to hide on an ice floating platform in the sky.

"But, unfortunately...I met you while I was on standby; and you seemed to want to kill the old man."

It turned out to be the case.

It is not based on the false glory or so-called responsibility of the Casimir Knights, but simply does not want an old man in his sixties to die unexpectedly at the end of his life, and wants him to enjoy his old age.It was such a simple thought that made the red dragon stand in front of him.

Do you think this is the reward that those with good intentions deserve?Paul thought this.

At this moment, in his heart, there was no resentment for the plan being foiled, and even a bit of relief - for those heroes with conscience and kindness towards others, it turns out that fate will really give them hope in desperate situations. shelter.

It's a pity that this enviable favor, it would be great if God could give them a little more help to ordinary people who are also suffering.

"I can probably understand the reason for your actions...but that won't work."

The Red Dragon denied that the Comet Knight wanted to kill people to prevent the construction of a new block in Kavaleria Base City.

"It just makes things worse."

Let’s not talk about whether this can really prevent the construction of the city; just consider that Paul needs to kill Cyril Linguang as a pavement before realizing the plan.

A person who has never participated in the persecution of infected people has risked his whole life for the country, and risked his life to protect the motherland when it was most critical. But now he is too old to even lift a sword, and he only hopes to be able to fight in the country. An old man who spent his old age peacefully surrounded by his descendants... Such Cyril Linguang should not die for a crime that did not belong to him.

The death of Cyril Linguang would not only fail to have the expected effect, but would even make Casimir hate the infected even more and accelerate the establishment of a containment block.

"Even if your plan succeeds, killing this entire group of people is useless; if you can't break through this deep-rooted system and change Casimir and even the entire continent's view of the infected. Similar things are happening one after another, ten years, twenty years It will still happen years from now.”

"Yes, you are right. Your Excellency, Captain."

Of course Paul was aware of this, and felt even more painful because of the red dragon's words.

But... the red dragon's words that hit his pain point couldn't stop him, and would only arouse an almost obsession-like emotion - after all, he said he couldn't do this, but what else could he do besides this method? ?

"Can you tell me how to get rid of this despair?"

"——I can indeed give you a system that is far more feasible and reliable than your current choice; much closer to success." Faced with the infected knight's question, the red dragon pursed his lips: "But... I I don’t know anyone who has the ability to do it.”

The technological level of Terra continent actually does not have the problem that productivity cannot be liberated.

But the problem is that everyone is equal in an objective sense, which is different from the one in the previous article that ignores external materials and no one has more peanuts than anyone else.The world of Terra is truly unequal; both supervisory and objective.

Most diseases and problems are nothing in the face of a strong enough race and high purity of blood.

——Because this world really does have... as the power continues to grow, there will be "legends" like the Witch King, who destroyed the entire army by one person.There are even a lot of these guys.

When your form of existence can change from organic to inorganic in the blink of an eye, why do you say that you and others are "the same creature"?When you and thousands of people are trying their best to risk their lives, but you can't even scratch the skin of the "legends", how can such an individual be equivalent?

Even if strength is taken into consideration, let’s talk about the most straightforward lifespan issue for living things. The lifespan of races like Drak and Wendigo is not that long, with a lifespan of more than 500 years, while normal films only have a lifespan of just over [-] years. ...What are you going to do about this?

This is the biggest problem before us.

If you want to achieve the same path as the Earth last week, then you must ensure that under any circumstances, killing these legends will not be much more difficult than killing the weakest.Use this force to achieve objective equality between the strong and the weak.

But, who can do it?

Even true gods are not unkillable on this continent.Whether it is relying on means or other opponents of the same level.

What's more, to possess this ability, it must be a country composed of countless groups of weak people.This is the only real solution, and it cannot be said that it is completed by one... super awesome individual who suppresses the entire audience, because that is just a further manifestation of the gap between the strong and the weak - this point, Haihu and its follow-up The world view of the God of War is vividly displayed.

Even the most troublesome part is that the disappearance of this dominant figure may have led to the problem of everyone wanting to be his successor - just like when Brother Zheng unified the six countries and became emperor, and then everyone felt that he was the emperor. Being the only emperor is much more enjoyable than being a prince.

It would be fine if the person who reaches this power is the white-headed male and his reincarnated Shaan Tian; but what if the earth emperor is the white-headed male and the darkness... Hehe, hehehe~~ (not a dog Donkey, just have some fun!)

Or you can either wait until the strong man who wins the ultimate ocean-based chicken-eating contest after all species are wiped out is a good man who is tired of fighting like Shi Tianwu, and creates a new world to eliminate all struggles caused by desire; let's have many wives together.' But this guy still looks very unhappy' Killer Whale (or Shared Little Goldfish)

So, there's really no other way.

Blame the Creator, blame the Creators who created this land that is so fucking rotten that even capitalism is not pure enough... Everything is the fault of the world.

"Go back, Comet Knight."

Ozwald looked at Kuranta in front of him and tried to dissuade him:

"Stop now and go back from here. I can still pretend that I haven't met you and I won't report you... Those infected people need you."

"I can't stop, Your Majesty the Captain. It's precisely because they need me that I can't give up halfway here."

In the face of the goodwill sent by the red dragon, Paul refused to compromise.

Putting his hand on the hilt of the sword hanging on his waist, he looked at the latter solemnly and said in a deep voice:

"You are still young and have never experienced many things; you don't know what kind of bastard the world is, let alone how infected people are treated. This is not a pain that can be understood just by reading or reading the news."

Red Dragon thought about this for a while, and then spoke; he said softly:

"...I am a drak; before I came to Casimir, I was captured by the Witch King's remnants, and was thrown into a certain spell as the reincarnation body of the Witch King."

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"These years must have been difficult for you, kid."

After a long silence, the Comet Knight sighed.

A former knight, and a spy for Ursus; he knew what a drak meant.

Especially now that the king who controls Victoria is Aslan, who once fought with the red dragon; when the Lion King who rules Victoria officially announces that "Draco disappeared due to extermination"... At this moment, a word should be added in front of it. The word "bei" is more accurate.

He could imagine what a Draco who was supposed to disappear would have to go through in order to survive.

What's more, there is also the poison from the Witch King - maybe this young man was involved in the catastrophe that happened four years ago on the border of Leitania, when the Witch King's remnants destroyed a medium-sized mobile city, right?

In a sense, the journey that this young red dragon has taken... is a true [hell] that makes even the self-proclaimed doomed person despair.

"I'm sorry; because of my willfulness, I got you involved again after finally taking a breather..."

Sighing, but without any hesitation, he slowly pulled out half of his body from the sheath;

With the sound of metal scraping against the scabbard, the comet's blue light lit up in the night.

"I hope, I sincerely hope, that this disturbance I caused will not result in you being found by the hyenas of the big cats who took your home...Drac's child."

"I won't let you touch that old man." He crushed the ice under his feet and turned it into two swords in his hands; the red dragon roared: "[Cyril Linguang must stay with his family. Surrounded by others, he closed his eyes with satisfaction], this is the ending that is befitting a hero!! For the name of Ozwald Artoris, you will die here! Comet Knight!!"

"——Similarly, for the sake of my fellow infected people who trust me, I will not stop here. Dear orthodox King Victoria."

The Black Knight wants to get Arima Memorial 1: 38 Comet Falls (still two in one)

After decades of silence, Casimir's comet is once again galloping across the earth in its full glory...even more powerful than before.

It's a pity that this is not a major tournament arena that can arouse cheers and attract the attention of countless people. Instead, as a spy loyal to the late Emperor Ursus, he was blocked on the edge of the Linguang family's territory.

"Bang!!"

Whether it was a "comet" forged from pure metal or a white sword created by dominating the elements; the weapons on both sides collided fiercely, erupting interference waves and sparks.