Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

"...Ahem...!!"

Scarlet liquid overflowed from his mouth and nose, and he supported his body unconsciously. The strong smell of blood was unknown whether it came from the bloody mass below or from his own nose. The right hand holding the ax was completely unconscious and covered with blood. The cracked battle ax shattered into large and small iron pieces and fell down... However, the sound of nails clashing with metal aroused Dikaiopolis's last consciousness, and he saw the man one foot away from him, slowly moving away from him. The defending champion straightens up from the fall.

Although the Black Knight had calculated the distance so that the sword blade would not fall directly on his body, the lingering sword pressure still passed through his body and destroyed his armor, making the Blazing Ax Knight taste the touch of death.

"...your victory...and...thank you for your...hand..."

"It's just a competition, I won't really kill you, Dicaeopolis."

In the spotlight, he raised his giant sword in a victor's manner; while accepting the thunderous applause and cheers from the audience, the Black Knight invited the upright Minoan.

"The round table celebration will begin at the first dawn after the award ceremony; can you make it in time?"

"...That is my honor...Your Excellency the Black Knight..."

A smile appeared on the angular dark face.

For the first time, he felt that the knightly competition, a widely recognized performance, was not always such a boring thing.

It's really amazing... As a defeated person who should feel shame and sadness, but at this moment he can smile...

Looking at the champion who defeated his own efforts with overwhelming force and successfully defended his title, it was like looking up at the mountains of his hometown when he was a child and longing to reach the top, with endless expectations and excitement in his chest.

"...In the next major championship, I will challenge you with further strength, champion..."

"No matter how much time passes, you will never be able to defeat me, Minoan."

"That's really a bit of a desperate statement, haha..."

ｐｓ: Thanks to the combat instructors of this game, Fire Dragon Gurung Berudo and Brother Gazi for their strong support ()

Actually, in the original design plan, I had thought about getting a mad battle armor and a dragon-slaying sword for the black knight.

The Black Knight Wants to Obtain Arima Memorial 1: 49 Dikaiopolis Four ([-] in [-])

The wind came from far, far away.

The whirling tree shadows gently flapped my eyes.

The not very strong sunlight at dawn in autumn shines on the body, leaving only a warm feeling after passing through the light top.

Unrestrained, the laughter of children and adults surrounds me in the aroma of mixed foods.

I haven't felt like this for a long time.

Ever since I came to Casimir, the most beautiful country of knights, there has never been such an atmosphere where I can't help but relax.

Even when he saw some empty window edges and corners in the hall, he couldn't help but think about what kinds of flowers, plants and green plants in his hometown could be used as suitable decorations.

——Compared to the many rules and restrictive banquets prepared by nobles and celebrities to broaden their interpersonal relationships; this is more like a flowing banquet type dinner to celebrate the achievements of one's own family, and everything is just for happiness and pleasure.

"You're still a little early, man; most of the food isn't ready yet..."

And when Dicaeopolis was looking at the Round Table Hall in a daze, someone sat down near him while talking.

Although he could not turn his head to observe, by virtue of his Origin Stone skills in controlling blood, Dikaiopolis was still able to identify the opponent's identity from the vitality and vitality in his body that was as strong as a Sami beast.

The master whom the defending champion Black Knight is loyal to and the leader of this square round table is Albatarian (Oswald).

"Punctuality and waiting are both praiseworthy virtues."

"...Having said that, it sounds weird; it feels like I'm being insulted."

"Sorry, I never meant that. Your Excellency, Captain."

"It's okay, it's just a bit of a speech impediment. It's not a big problem. My knight said that you want to talk to me about something... Then let's talk while eating some breakfast."

With a smile and holding a tray, Ozwald handed one of the two beers placed on it to Dicaeopolis, and the latter, who seemed to have a serious personality, rarely made any excuses. With the classic fish and chips in Victoria on the dinner plate, he poured a big drink into his belly like a booze

"...Casimir forgot his glory."

After wiping the foam from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, in front of the red dragon's smile that became more and more happy as the host and guest enjoyed themselves, Dicaeopolis spoke in his deep voice.

“I don’t know if you, Commander, have ever had similar feelings.

Kavaleliaki, this city has always given me such a feeling, exaggerated, shallow, full of consumption and commerce that I could not imagine when I was born in a rural place - and this is also the current situation in Casimir today.

.....Many, many people who call themselves "Knights" only fight for wealth, and some, for fame.Those things that were once beautiful, glorious, glorious and just were gradually abandoned by people.

We, who are not recognized by them and cannot call ourselves 'knights', are regarded as 'pests' infected, and we have done our best just to fight for survival.Every time you win a game, you will live one more day. It is not pleasant to live in the garbage dump. "

"Well, I have some experience with the days of rummaging through garbage and still being hungry."

Holding the beer in both hands, he took a few sips; Red Dragon said casually: "Of course, it is my own subjective opinion that this is wrong;

I think, just, no matter how difficult a person's life is and he has to dig through garbage dumps, he is still a living person?In this case, on the premise of not breaking the law, seeking wealth and killing people, he should also have the qualifications to be able to hold his head high like other people who just live a [better] life than him... Although there seem to be many people on this earth None of them think so.But that’s what I thought, so I did it – I can’t change the world, but I can still build a house and set the [rules] I think are right as a homeowner. "

"...That kind of approach, and such a spirit of belief. It is what people call [justice] and [justice]. It is like beautiful gems. You find them, and then put them in front of people's eyes, telling them People whose eyes are clouded by selfish desires - there are more things in this world worth chasing than dressing up in splendor on the decaying knightly stage."

Nodding in agreement, Dicaeopolis looked at the red dragon and said firmly and sincerely:

"Even with the support of the defending champion, the [Round Table] seriously lacks the manpower to convey that idea to a wider range of people; and as an infected knight, I need a team that does not wear colored glasses and can treat us as equals. The commander-in-chief will put this brute force into its proper place in a planned way."

The Minoans wanted to be part of the Round Table.Because he judged that the Round Table had the qualifications to realize its own beliefs and demands - or in his opinion, the paths of the two were very similar and were moving in the same direction.

As an infected person, Dicaeopolis longs for a future where the world can live like the one in the Round Table Hall, where he no longer needs to be discriminated against and can live with his head held high.

As for these ideals and Dichaeopolis' request to join, Ozwald did not immediately give an answer. Instead, he changed the subject and talked about a past event he had personally experienced.

"Well, since you are also an infected knight, you must have heard of the [Comet Knight], right?"

"...Yes. After I came to Casimir and became a knight, I got to know that senior."

Although he did not understand the red dragon's intention of mentioning the Comet Knight at this moment, this did not prevent Dikaiopolis from continuing the topic.

What's more, the knight Paul who worked hard to help the infected defend their rights was the target of his admiration and worship. Even the Minoans, who are now also infected knights, often compared themselves to comets when they decided to fight for the infected. idea.

"That senior was very active in the incident of sheltering infected people two years ago and has been on the front line of the resistance. But as the incident intensified, he also disappeared. It may be that Casimir was resisting the infected. Those in authority put him to death.”

"It's a pity, brother Deciopolis; it was I who killed Paul. It was the leader of the Round Table before you."

"!!"

"He and I fought and won at night like today, when the sun had not yet appeared - [the comet was burned in the fire]. In the end, the remaining and strongest wreckage was collected and taken away by me, Then recast it. This is the one you see."

The red dragon turned slightly sideways, letting the Minoans see the short sword hanging on his waist, which was only one meter long.

During the battle with Paul, all the inferior materials of the Comet Sword were evaporated in the dragon's flames. In the end, it seemed that its ideal was not destroyed. The most refined metal lump was recast by Ozward with other materials into a short sword. sword.

Then, referring to the fact that comets would leave some debris in their orbits when orbiting the sun, he named the dagger recast from "Comet" as "Meteor", and the seal carved on the sword has the function of guiding the Origin Stone skills. The inscription (text) commemorates the old knight who sacrificed his life for his ideals as an early rebel.

[——It was once a doom-ridden comet; the flames shattered it into tiny meteors. I hope that it can serve as a flash of light across the night sky, bringing hope of survival to people trapped in darkness]

"That man was loyal to Emperor Ursus and longed for the past when infected people were relatively equal under Vladimir Ivanovich's iron heel. When he was desperate, he finally decided to kill all Casimir's senior officials in an attempt to change the status quo. The decision was made and implemented." Even though two years have passed, Red Dragon still sighs when mentioning this matter: "I had a dispute with him in the Linguang family's territory and discouraged him from killing Xili. After I got no results, I started to take action - Lao Tianma did nothing wrong and should not pay for other people's bills."

What's more, as an old man who has dedicated his whole life to his motherland, it would be too sad if, as a hero, he does not even have the right to enjoy his old age.

"...I can probably understand the senior's thoughts, but it's difficult to get the correct result with the wrong method."

The Blazing Ax Knight nodded and seemed to accept the red dragon's statement calmly: "I think that the senior who finally stopped me was you, the leader, and that senior should be somewhat happy in his heart."

"Maybe."

He raised his glass and clinked it with Dicaeopolis; the red dragon continued:

"Dicaeopolis, what you want to do now is no different from Paul; you intend to become a [sword] that has the same goal as him, but is far less radical, and exists to defend the rights of the infected."

What can a sword change?

If it were in a fairy tale, then this sword would mean the whole world.

Ever since humans created these beautiful weapons with slender cutting edges, they have often been entrusted with various ideas and become some kind of incarnation - just like a certain Celtic myth that the red dragon is afraid but is approaching. , [The one who pulls out this sword is the king of XXX].People will kneel down in front of this sword, and the sword holder will use his transcendent luck and ability to change the world and create an "ideal land far away from the world."

But the reality is not so naive. In the end, a sword can't change anything, can't save anything; even the life of the sword holder will be difficult to save... and will eventually be destroyed in battles. This is the fate of a weapon.

And even if it is from the perspective of killing those in power - Paul has said and believed that if the top officials such as the Supervisory Committee and the National Assembly who issued the order to persecute the infected are killed, all this tragedy will end.

But even if he really kills Ioletta Russell and others, the problem for Casimir's infected people will never be alleviated.After that, Casimir would fall into greater chaos because he had no owner, and became the target of Ursus' annexation and ravage.

Paul didn't understand this, but he just didn't have a choice.Then, as an old man living in the past and the last era, I miss and wishfully indulge in the glorious dream of the late Emperor Ursus.

It's a bit unrealistic to talk about Terra as a whole... But even for Casimir, changing all of this will be an extremely long and arduous process.

As for whether you can do it, whether you want to do it, whether you can do it... these are not mentioned for the time being.

For Ozwald Artoris at the current stage, what he lacks most is the time to develop steadily and change.

"...In a while, the [Round Table] will be disbanded, no. Even if it is not disbanded, it will basically exist in name only."

Looking at the cheerful hall in front of him, Red Dragon let out a sigh.

"Really, I finally found this place where everyone can sit down and eat together... It's only been six years, which is such a short time for [people]... Tsk... that old and immortal stinker You idiot, sooner or later you will have to build a flying machine to steal the tributes from their ancestral hall, and then you will have to dig up all the ancestral graves!!"

"...Does the Wuzhou Alliance plan to take action against you?"

Not paying attention to the last foul language spoken by the red dragon, Dicaeopolis frowned and was deeply moved by the information that the Round Table Hall would cease to exist in name only.

He didn't know how the Knights, who had won two championships in a row and were at their peak in Casimir, could disband and avoid disaster.

The only thing he could relate to was the Federation of Commerce and the group of scavengers they raised who were keen to encircle and suppress the infected knights - after all, the Round Table never hid its tolerance for the infected.Based on this inference, it may be natural to be targeted by the business federation.

However, in response to the Minoan's speculation, the red dragon in front of him just smiled slightly.

“If only it were that simple~~”

"..."

"Well, in short; the Round Table cannot accept your joining. The most we can do is let you affiliate with us in an anonymous way, and use this as the parent group to facilitate you to establish your own knighthood in the future."

Even though the Red Dragon had to leave due to pressure from Victoria, the Round Table had to stay due to contract issues; in order to fill the vacancy in the leadership position, the only thing Ioletta could agree to was Viviana's application.And this is thanks to Miss Candle Knight's kind character and her close relationship with Ozwald. It is impossible to just sit idly by and do nothing.

As for the Minoans, who had no power, no relatives, and no friends, it was better to stay cool while cooling off.

"But relatively speaking, I can give you a piece of reference advice for Dicaeopolis."

"Please say."

"You can try to start from the Business Federation. If possible, it would not be a bad idea to create a knighthood composed of infected people... Of course, this still depends on the subsequent development."

"...I don't doubt your suggestion, the leader; but for those moths who only have money in their eyes, I find it hard to believe that they will agree to the suggestion of the Infected Knights instead of killing us in the bed at night. between."

"Yes, your suspicion is not wrong. But equally, just because they are greedy enough and have no bottom line, you can let them help you in this regard."

Ozwald pointedly said to the Blazing Ax Knight.

"What you need to do now is to accumulate strength and develop contacts. Then strive to win the championship of the Major... hang your portrait on the championship wall; you are qualified to ask Casimir to give up half a step for you."

"Instead of placing your hopes on unstable others, it's better to try to become a tree that protects others. What do you think? Knight of the Blazing Axe."

"I will prepare carefully."

The infected knight nodded, then raised his drink to the red dragon and drank it down in one gulp.

Nothing more.

No need to say anything more.

For a true warrior, gratitude will not be expressed in pale words.

The Black Knight wants to get Arima Memorial 1: 50 Bloodhound (bushi)

The short-term return of heat after the onset of summer makes the city of Kavaleria unbearably hot during the day. Even the midnight breeze is mixed with hot and warm currents... Although it is not overwhelming, it is coupled with the raging mosquitoes. , it is also enough to make people who lack equipment and need to crawl in the overgrown forest for a long time feel uncomfortable.

For a normal creature, it is impossible to leave this disgusting place, find an air-conditioned room, or simply soak in water.

"Wolf" wanted to do this too, but he couldn't.

After all, this was his mission to bring people to Casimir.My target, Grand Duke Ozwald Artoris... or based on his identity as the master of the royal court as his master, it would be more appropriate to call him the [Grand Duke] here.

That drake is here.

At the end of his field of vision, which is more than ten kilometers away, there is a relatively luxurious but not too large mansion - every Kavaleliaki person knows that it is the Knights of the Round Table. residence.Because of this, he has been observing here in the past few days, investigating every room in this three-story building; he even found the people who were responsible for the construction and renovation over the years, and verified the design drawings from them, conducting thorough investigations. Possible underground structures.

Of course, in addition to analyzing the structure and understanding the terrain, we have also recorded the people who came in and out of the mansion during this period: the business federation team who delivered some supplies according to the purchasing needs of the household head, and those who were idle and eager to meet their idols. There was a lot of traffic made up of fans, but most of them could only walk into the front yard and could not enter the main building; in the end, it was observed that there were only seven people in total - the Drac himself and his Caprini servant, Grandmaster Casimir. His adopted daughter Viviana, as well as the Linguang family chief knight and his wife and four children.

Leaving aside the red dragon and his only close confidant, the remaining regulars are all important members of Casimir and have a very strong camp color. "Wolf" could imagine that the last Archduke Artolis was able to live comfortably in Casimir during the past six years because of these rare but unparalleled connections.

But don't expect them to help you when it comes to royal power disputes within Victoria.

After all, the more important a position he occupies in Casimir's officialdom, the harder it is to do some things as satisfactorily as when he was a free man; both the Linguang family and the Grand Knight Commander must accept the pressure from the family and country level. Constraints.

Just like Edward Atrias nine years ago.