Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

When the topic changed, Oswald looked at the second son in front of him, whistled, and joked slightly: "As a registered knight leader, I am considered half a knight; and you kid can be called a knight in a nice way. , to put it bluntly, you can only be regarded as a vagrant; as a non-knight, you pretended to be a Silver Spear Pegasus general to enter the secret area, and also issued orders in a serious manner. This is not a small crime~"

"Whether a member of the Linguang family is a knight or not is not decided by those guys who are obsessed with fame and have made themselves fat in money and power."

Ma Enna snorted, and while his brother and sister-in-law sighed helplessly, he raised his head and said proudly:

"Casimir has no right to honor me!"

"So awesome..."

Hearing this, Ozwald suddenly felt a little happy.

"Hoho, since Casimir doesn't have it, then I wonder if Victoria has the honor to confer a medal on you, a great god~"

"Maybe. It would be best if one day, if you can snatch your things back from that big cat, I can reluctantly accept them."

Shrugging, Maena sneered:

"Since the kind of lackey (white wolf) who only kills others for the tyrant can get a thousand years of enlightenment, then I have to have a duke, right? Just kidding, my Linguang family is not much more valuable than him! "

"You'd better crawl away for me! The most I can give you is Bima Wen, no more!"

In response to Ma Enna's behavior of a lion opening his mouth, the red dragon immediately responded with a smile and a curse in a conventional international friendly gesture.

But he also understood that that was impossible.There is no way that Maena Linguang would give up his homeland and accompany him to Victoria... no matter what kind of high-ranking official and generous salary he was promised.

Even as the son of Cyril, he scorned the modern concept of "nobility" of Casimir and therefore refused to become a competitive knight; he refused to engage in any of Casimir's jobs and was only willing to wander in the wilderness as a ranger. Even the Dread Martinet The old people who were good friends with the Linguang family all had objections to him and scolded him for insulting Cyril's name.

But that's just because he sees things more clearly and thoroughly than anyone else.Therefore, Maena Linguang never cared about other people's complaints and doubts, and allowed them to turn their words into sharp knives and use them on himself.

It is precisely because of this that he cares about this family more than anyone else.

——If Cyril’s eldest son Snitzi Linguang is the second sun that can guide the family to create glory when it is strong; then the second son Maena Linguang is the one who can endure when the family is in dire straits. A man who has given up his glory and ideals to support and maintain his family despite all insults and doubts including those from his family members.

These two people are completely opposite, but there is no doubt that they are genuine [Knights] who can walk on the road with their chests held high.

Because both of them are Cyril Linguang's children.

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＜15 minutes later＞

"Zhuo! I just said I forgot something!"

The red dragon in the wilderness of Terra suddenly slapped his forehead in annoyance, finally remembering the thing he had ignored.

TMD!He said before that he would skin the stupid dog, cut off his hands and feet, and send it back to the Lion King to announce his funeral, but Snitz ended up stabbing him... Damn it!

But Linshou Man, as his good brother, his half-brother from a different race and a foreign country, will definitely not make any mistakes!So it must be something bad about that dog! !

Damn it!He actually forced his own neck to pass the tip of Snitz's spear, and in this way made him, Ozwald, a villain who never believed in his word!You white wolf is so damn despicable!

"Damn Angsa guys, you are so despicable! I will never forgive you!!"

The first step to embark on another adventure begins with insulting Aslan's court.

ps: Speaking of which, does anyone know if Mr. Meow has recovered after being blown up?I really need a new website to read.

Or there are other alternatives.

Give me some, give me some (

With three hundred evil hearts, even the Emperor Wu was at a loss: 0 The Ark Sets Sail

＜ＴＣ８７ A certain day and a certain month＞

＜Rem Bikuo, an excavation site＞

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The ruins exposed to the sun, and in the excavated soil, there was a huge man-made thing that looked like the partial skeleton of some giant beast.

In the background of the rumbling sound of engineering equipment that gradually stopped, people cheered and played their crowns to celebrate the phased success of this excavation plan.

But the biological neural network-like precision electronic structure that existed inside the bones that they couldn't notice began to move slightly, and a stream of light circulated in it. Then, the data flow intertwined in a serpentine shape and started to move.

[Detecting changes in the external environment, suspending sleep, unlocking the system, and monitoring remaining stored energy] In the long-dormant thinking network, the ancient consciousness begins to awaken.

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In the middle of the night, in a room under a lonely lamp

"So, it can generate its own energy?" Lord Felin, who was appointed by Queen Kazdaele, glanced at his green eyes. His silver hair had a hint of green under the light of many magic and electronic devices operating around him.

The young blood demon engineer scratched his dark blue hair - she always felt a little inexplicably nervous when she was looked at by this film - her orange eyes were fixed on the table in front of her, although it looked quite scattered. various files

"It seems so, but we don't know exactly where it produces and stores the energy. We just know that if you insert a wire into it, it will automatically integrate into it, and then you can export electricity."

"But I heard that sometimes it will actively absorb energy through these wires..." Felin frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, "Can you know the reason?"

"I don't know." Gorefiend casually grabbed a report buried among other documents and handed it to Feilin, her desk. It might be a headache for others to find something, but she could basically find anything she wanted. Caught "But you can look at this, this is what happened after we tentatively plugged the data cable in and connected it to the computer."

Feilin took the report and quickly browsed through it. The more he looked at it, the deeper his frown deepened.

And when she saw one of the lines, she couldn't help but read it out softly.

"...Strange...spell-like fluctuations spread?"

"Is it signaling something?"

"It's hard to say, but I'm afraid yes. I have already suggested to Her Majesty Thearesia that she should think about it more." The Blood Demon spread his hands and said helplessly, "It's just..."

"..." Feilin was speechless. After a moment of silence, she sighed softly and looked out the window. The huge monster lying quietly on the wilderness under the night cover looked like some kind of creature under the bright moonlight. The majestic shadow of the skeleton cast a deep shadow over the ground

"Rhode Island...?" He murmured the name of the thing, staring deeply at it with his green eyes, as if he wanted to see through its skeleton-like appearance to see through the reality underneath.

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Rembik Shipyard, a processing workshop for top-secret orders.

Hundreds of workers, who have all been paid hush money, are silently operating various heavy equipment according to the design drawings, installing the keel of the strange ship like a giant beast's skeleton, which will turn it into a powerful continent. The ship has many finely crafted components.

They were all silent, even a little nervous, because they were afraid of the strange things that had been rumored to happen in the workshop in recent days——

The computer that was started for no reason at night, the interview records of workers who checked a lot of strange information without knowing it, the colleagues who were sent away in a coma...

——There are also people who know some Origin Stone skills, and they occasionally vaguely notice the spread of reaction fluctuations that are similar to powerful spells but somewhat different.

Everyone is a little scared, afraid of this strange dragon bone, and just hope to finish the work as soon as possible and go home as soon as possible

[The information has been sorted and stored in the 'Ark Database']

And inside the keel that the workers didn't notice, a large amount of materialized data was flowing in the 'marrow' of the giant beast's skeleton.

[Information confirmation: Late Homo sapiens (Human), biological extinction, extended species, suspected to exist]

[Information confirmation: civilization, continuity is cut off]

[Information confirmation: 'Ark Project' No. [-] ship, status: lost contact]

[Information confirmation: 'Project Ark' No. [-] ship, status: damaged]

[Information confirmation: 'Ark Project' No. [-] ship, status: lost contact]

[Information confirmation: 'Ark Project' No. [-] ship, status: lost contact]

[Information confirmation: 'Ark Project' No. [-] ship, status: damaged]

[Information confirmation: 'Ark Project' No. [-] ship, status: unfinished]

“…regrettable”

[Information confirmation: Functional recovery process, moving to stage two]

[Information confirmation: The fourth exploration begins; pulse ready...3, 2, 1...released]

[Information confirmed: 'Ark Project', entering the preparation stage]

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In the early morning, the central control room of the unfinished USS Rhode Island was just built.

The Blood Demon engineer, who had been working all night, hugged his laptop. After typing the last paragraph and pressing the save button, he finally took a long breath, stretched out, and scratched his dark blue hair. Yawned a few times

'Finally... I can touch it...' she sighed in her heart, and then, tilting her head, she fell asleep directly on the chair, immersed in the ocean of sadness.

The main control room finally fell silent again

until……

The main control program display that had been turned off suddenly turned on again.

But there was nothing in it. Just after a while, a piece of text suddenly appeared, as if someone was typing. But soon, the text disappeared, but after that, a new text appeared again.

[Search results: Purebred brain quantum wave holder, quantity 1]

"■■...■■■■■...■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■..."

"What a surprise... I finally found one. It's unbelievable. I thought it really didn't exist anymore, otherwise I would have to start PL(...)AN[-]."

"■…■■■■■■■, ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■?"

"Such a plan does exist, but it's just Pl(...)anC~"

"■■...■,■■!■■■■■■!■■■■?!"

"Ah... don't panic. I have no intention of harming you, but this is the necessary binding work for the login permission; besides, I am very happy to see you. The Last Son."

"You can call me Precious, the executor of the 'Ark Project' and one of the planning and calculation instruments, the control AI of the fifth ship Rhode Island."

"That's right, the 'Ark Project' aims to continue the flame of the ethnic group."

"Even if civilization has been cut off, please build the Tower of Babel for mankind again, sir."

"■■?■...■■■■,■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■..."

"Haha~ That might be a good choice... No matter what, sir, please just follow your heart and I will try my best to help."

"■■■■,■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■,

"The same is true here. I sincerely hope that you can be happy in getting along with me, and I will become your most loyal helper."

"■■■■■...■...■■■■...■, ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■……”

"——Well, as you said, this is a questionable plan. But it is my honor to help you, sir."

[Information confirmation: Tower of Babel plan enters preparation stage]

[Authorization confirmation: ARK (ARK) officially sets sail]

ps: All the slogans have actual content according to the number of words, but I just deliberately hid it (to prevent spoilers)

Then wait until the corresponding plot arrives, and then unblock this conversation between the doctor and Precious. (Of course it may not)

However, I must explain in advance that the settings of Rhode Island, Precious, and Doctors in my book are different from those in the game.It's a secondary design that only serves the plot of this book. Don't bring too much into the game, okay?

With three hundred evil hearts, even the King of Crows is at a loss: 1 Oz: I feel good in the north.

It's now the end of the year, and even Londinium, the warmest and richest place in the center of Taishan, has already seen a few falling snowfalls.Not to mention that in a place like the northern border with poor mountains and rivers, the daytime temperature dropped below freezing more than a month ago.Not to mention the night after daylight.

"call……"

Sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the round igloo, Ozwald gently exhaled hot breath into his rubbing palms.

The howling wind blew near my ears, blowing the flames of the campfire almost out, but in the vast white wilderness, this was the only light that could make people feel warm.

After three months, Ozwald is now in the northern border, which is only more than 400 kilometers away from the outer border of Ursus and far away from human habitation.

Of course, he didn't just rush all the way to the northeast after leaving Kavaleliaki.Ozwald, who descended from Calgary to the wilderness, first headed southwest to the border of Casimir. After purchasing a large motorcycle-like vehicle for long-distance use there, he circled clockwise around the Kjerag area. More than half a circle.After that, at about ten o'clock, he set the autopilot mode on the motorcycle and turned around and drove all the way to Colombia, in order to confuse Aslan Killer who might be following the rut marks; while the red dragon himself walked off the ground. On the frosty road, I continued to follow the general direction, running through the canyon, across the plains, through the forest belt, and passed the hundreds of feet of ice cliffs and thousands of feet of snowdrifts in Sami in an almost chaotic route like a headless fly. Finally, After crossing the watershed that formed the territorial line between the two countries, we finally continued deep into the hinterland of Ursus...or the far north.

There are naturally reasons why he chose the Northern Territory of Ursus... In addition to the fact that more than 90.00% of the areas in the Long North are sparsely populated, which is enough to hide himself; Ozwald also wanted to get some exercise here. , allowing his slightly stagnant strength to grow again.

From about the beginning of this year to now, Red Dragon's strength has not changed much - of course, it cannot be said that it has not changed at all.

Ozwald can feel that his skills are becoming more and more proficient, and his physical strength and durability are also slowly growing...but these are the qualities that any normal person will increase with serious exercise before dying. ]; But the more critical [qualitative] point is that there is no significant growth, which is the level of a few drops of water in a bucket.

Therefore, after asking Snits, Cyril and even Ioletta, the red dragon roughly knew the problem.

His body had become accustomed to Casimir's warm and generous environment in the past six years, and even though his subjective consciousness still maintained a sense of crisis alert, he never slackened in maintaining high intensity by challenging the Son of Cyril in the Silver Spear Station. exercise; but as Ozwald's strength accumulates to the point where he can save his life in most situations, his body will inevitably become "tired" and choose a thought that has nothing to do with him. Ziward Artoris's more [healthy] [correct] path.