Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

I can only say, ah, I can only say...

[I finally figured it out.Every one of you great celestial beings in Lateran has unique skills! ! 】

But this way, the thoughts in Ozwald's mind inevitably started to come alive again.

After all, if the necessary condition for determining the Great Tiansi is to have talents beyond the imagination of ordinary people, Ozwald believes that his ability to survive is no worse than these people. No, as the freest Tamashi in Terra, it is definitely Kill twice as much!It is ten times or even nine times stronger than them!

In this case, can you try to buy a large amount of indulgences (if there are any) and other things to become a Lateran citizen, ah, and then apply for the position of Archangel of Lateran in two years?At that time, we can use Lucifer as the title. After all, although this thing was just the product of misinformation after someone copied a book and mistook a simple word for a personal figure, as it continued to be misrepresented, it has become the most famous name in the world. One of the fallen angels, a symbol of Satan; and as we all know, one of the incarnations of Satan during the Doomsday Judgment is the big red dragon with seven heads and ten horns, eh~~~~ Right, right! !

If the guarantee is not complete, it means that Lucifer is not allowed to be the one, so let's go with the Nengangang. Her name is Nengangang, and I am Nengtiandi (Indra). When the time comes, I can sing another Indra by Hirasawa Susumu, and I will use this as my appearance. bgm, the guy who got the black swordsman, once again wields a big sword that is as thick and heavy as an iron block, it is really cool to criticize.

"Then the question comes... Where should I get the halo and light wings as Sakota? Do I need to rub one myself? Although it's not impossible, this thing can't be connected to Kara if it comes out as a copycat, right? Does anyone know this? Brother, do you know how to fix it?"

Ozwald was troubled and looked at Metatron who started to roll his eyes.

After a brief thought, he stretched out his hand to grab the wings of the embryo-killer in the midst of the electric arcs flowing from the two horns. But in the end, as expected, his fingers naturally passed through the pure light.

"Tsk..."

ps: I haven’t slept all night again. I feel like I have become Wu Lie in the book.

Glory Rutland, no one can stop the gun battle: 8 The weather is so hot!

On the morning of the tenth day after returning to Rutland after being away from his hometown for nearly 18 years...or to be more precise, it was just after noon. Metatron, lying on the mat, was cooking a giant pot of rice that was heated and boiled using Originium technology. When I was stewing myself in the iron pot in the vessel and eating Longmen hot pot, which was a desperate nightmare, I suddenly woke up.

While he gasped in horror, the venomous sunlight shining in from the window burned his skin. Sakota, who sat up in shock from his dying dream, found that his whole body was dripping with sweat, and his lips were dry and chapped and he was about to enter. Dehydrated.

"Hell, I've traveled to so many more dangerous places, but ended up being baked to death by the sun at home. If word spreads about this, it won't become the biggest joke of Rutland and Kazdaele in the past 1000 years..."

With this thought in mind, Metatron got up and got out of bed, taking off his short sleeves that had long been soaked. At the same time, he glared hatefully at the blazing red sun hanging high in the sky outside the window, constantly radiating heat to the world. .Although I know it is useless, and I have also experienced the situation in the isolated ice field village where sunrise is salvation, but to be honest, when the normal temperature is [-] degrees or above... it is so hot that I really can't treat it as a double standard. Go and curse the dog once or twice

After all, in the current situation, even if you just stand still, you are sweating all over your body. Even if you turn on the electric fan, there is only hot air hitting your skin, without any feeling of coolness at all - --Although the old and worn-out air conditioners were all disassembled yesterday, the newly ordered air conditioners will take a few more days to be delivered and installed due to quantity and type issues. Until then, there are only hard-core air conditioners. Just bear with it.

"I should have thought about dressing up when I was dismantling it... After all, I have been in a bitter and cold place like Sami for too long, and for a while I was not used to the conveniences of a civilized society. I couldn't turn my head around. Alas... I guess it's obvious It's such a waste to buy an air conditioner when you can't even stay there for a year... Why don't we just donate this house to the children in the orphanage after I leave this time..."

Metatron sighed again, picked up the cold bottle on the table and drank it all. After replenishing the water, he went to the bathroom to rinse briefly, changed his clothes, and prepared to go downstairs.

Because he knew there was the salvation he needed most right now.

"Save me! Brother Oz, I need your invincible and the world's strongest Origin Stone skills to save me! Whether it is ice cubes that can be used to make ice cream or direct cooling of the body, any of them can be used. In short, in the air conditioner you ordered Help me before you get up!!"

Metatron, who walked with steps weighing more than a thousand pounds and shed a large amount of body fluids with every step he took, shouted at the top of his lungs as soon as he walked from the master bedroom on the second floor to the living room.

As a savior who was begged and treated like his own father, the adult male Draco was currently sitting cross-legged on the floor in the living room, holding the latest personal terminal he bought, and his fingers were quickly giving him every information he could find related to Victoria. At the end of the coup, Emperor Aslan was pushed to the guillotine, and even the news that the Victoria crown that had been stolen from Drak and remodeled into his own style was broken off, left a trail of news in its underground rumor section such as [TM silly The big egg cat is so dead, this is what you will get if you, a retarded man, attack Drac; take a good look at the current trend, which family is really going to exterminate the heir first? !Um, stinking idiot] and other high-intensity violent remarks.

After hearing Metatron's call sign, although the red dragon who was furiously browsing the terminal still maintained a motionless posture, the rolling cold wind quickly gathered behind his back, creating two sides for easy grasping. The moving ice ball in the empty slot, accompanied by the powerful whipping of the dragon's tail, hit Metatron at nearly ten meters per second with his hands spread out in a hug, and embedded him in it - at that moment, full Troubled by the high temperature, old Sakota felt that he was in a paradise land and let out a refreshing shenyin.

"I've ordered lunch and it will be delivered in a moment. Where should we go to play today after eating?" Ozwald asked.

"Why are you going out on such a hot day?" Metatron walked into the kitchen with a huge ice ball in his arms, rummaged through the refrigerator to find cream, strawberries and other ingredients, and skillfully started making it at a speed that was no less than mechanical. Ice cream to relieve the heat: "Let's wait until it rains in two days and the temperature drops."

"Cooling down... Speaking of this, I've been wanting to ask for a long time. Aren't your Origin Stone skills also fire and light, Mei? Wouldn't it be nice to use that thing to cool down?"

"How could it possibly be possible to do such a thing!? After using it, it will only heat up again, okay?!" Putting a few broken ice crystals into his mouth, savoring the wonderful pain caused by the extreme cold to the brain, Mei Tatron exhaled; "If you want to take money from the Sakaz brat and plan to kill me, just say so or take action. Don't pretend to be a fool and treat me like a fool - after all, I am also a serious master's degree from a famous school. Graduation, no intellectual defects.”

"How could it be impossible!? To put it bluntly, the essence of flames is that in an exothermic reaction, the air molecules around the reaction zone are heated and move at high speed, thereby emitting light. If it can be accelerated, it can naturally be decelerated. As long as you have the flame-related Isn’t the Originium skill that can cool down the temperature so easy?!" Humming, Ozwald looked at Ravsyni, who was also sitting cross-legged next to her in a loose shirt and shorts: "You think so, girl. "

"Sorry, I can't do that, Your Highness."

As he said that, he put his head on Ozwald's shoulder from behind, and then his whole body lay directly on his body; and feeling the coolness coming from the contact between the body surfaces, Love Sydney's face showed an expression of great satisfaction.

"Use Source Stone skills to lower the body temperature and speed up heat dissipation. You taught me this magic formula the day before yesterday, so my sister and I don't know what you said? And even when everyone is still there, apart from taking it for granted but different In addition to the same flame, you are the only one who can emit lightning and ice, right?"

"Ah? Was it actually like this back then!?"

Ozwald was so shocked that he even dropped the personal terminal he was holding in his hand.

In response to this, Metatron, who was eating and cooking, leaned back and poked his head out of the kitchen:

"Idiot, don't think anyone can be like you."

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"Could it be that I am actually the abnormal one?! No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

After a brief silence, the male, who had always lived in his own world, asked himself some uncertain questions.

After being shocked, Ozwald grabbed the back of his head with the hand on the other side that was not lying on Ravshini's side.

My scalp is a little itchy...it's bad. Isn't my buddy going to grow a brain?

Glorious Rutland, no one can stop the gunfight: 9 There should be gatherings in the middle of summer

Just like what the weather forecast said.

Two nights later, heavy rain fell on Rutland with the afterglow of a distant storm.The high-speed sound that hit the windows and the silent sound made the people in Rutland City feel as if they were in the gunfight that they had been most familiar with since childhood, and they slept particularly soundly.

When the sun rises from the other side of the horizon into the clear blue sky after the rain, although the air is still filled with the annoying heat of midsummer, the wind blowing on the face has brought a pleasant coolness.

Now it seemed to Ozwald that it was almost time to tell the fellow to keep his promise.

"I say, Meta, as Rutland is known to the world for its great joy; don't you have one that would be held in the height of summer like now, where... ah... men and women wear nice, loose-fitting yukatas? Wear robes, step on wooden clogs and go to an open place together, enjoy various games and food on the stalls, and finally watch the grand fireworks show together?"

"Is that a tradition of the Eastern Kingdom? And when it comes to clothes and activities, why do we in Rutland wear simple monk robes and form a team for shooting competitions?"

Brushing a light layer of jam and chocolate on his sandwich, enjoying the pure and incomparable joy of eating, Metatron squinted his eyes and hummed in a rather pleasant nasal voice. road:

“But there are indeed celebrations held during particularly hot times like summer...

Find a cool day, and the Pope will open unlimited cold drinks; people who like fighting will get together to shoot down as many things as possible, and people who are keen on sharing will set up a workshop at this moment to make delicious and proud delicacies. It can be regarded as one of our most lively activities besides the Christmas Day celebrating the founding of Rutland City. "

"Take me, Amei, now, immediately, immediately!" Ozwald said sternly: "I want to see the battle nuns with black stockings and high heels exposing their thighs, bulging front and back, sniping side by side, GKDGKD~~ ~”

"I have told you that not everyone has the ability like you, Ozwald, to use your Origin Stone skills to ignore the high temperature. It's so hot that you have to wear something like that if your brain is seriously ill..." He chewed the sandwich in his hand slowly, Then he wiped his mouth gracefully with a napkin; then, Metatron raised his head slightly and squinted at the male red dragon at the opposite table: "So what's the actual reason?"

"You are a dog with no snacks to eat at home, no games to play... Diao's life is not as good as the two days in the prison where he ate vegetables while bragging and farting with the inmates. I felt like I was completely idle. There are maggots in the arch - the only hope these days is to make some breakfast."

As if eating the opponent's flesh and blood, he tore off large chunks of fried dough sticks, and then drank the soy milk in the bowl as if he was drinking; Lord Drak, who was more cavalier than a crown prince, complained. .

"So as long as I can go out and have fun, I can go anywhere."

Ozwald Artoris has never objected to living in a fixed 'nest' for a long period of time, measured in months, whether he lived an ordinary and happy life last week, or he was forced to Emperor Aslan's pressure...the behavioral habits formed by the superposition of each other are by no means as simple as one plus one being greater than two.

However, one of the necessary conditions for people to stay in an air-conditioned room is that there must be enough ways to pass the time, such as hard work or entertainment;

The former was annoyed to death because he couldn't let go of those poor people he didn't know very well during the guerrilla campaign in the north last year. He made it clear that he didn't want to use his brain to think about too many complicated things at this time. Now Ozwald is like Rat. Lan Dang is a resort to relieve boredom and relieve stress; so the rest are games, videos, toys for entertainment...

But apparently there is still none here.

Or at least not in the old house where Metatron returned after nearly 18 years of absence.

The taciturn and ruthless judge, the well-known embryonic killer, the desperate verdict of the traitors, the ascetic monks who abide by the command not to kill, the ice cream Jinchuriki... From the past to the present, the life of Sakota named Metatron He has played many roles, but among them he has not been able to stay at home for long periods of time and have fun.The angel who devoted all his energy to Lateran and defended order and justice in the first half of his life had never had these thoughts in his mind.

Even some of the novels and books used to pass the time while waiting for the temperature to drop were all obtained by Red Dragon, who was not afraid of the heat, from the bookstores passing by while he was out looking for food... As for more Games or entertainment venues are really not something that an outsider who has just come to Rutland can know about.

"Brother Amei~~~ You agreed to take me to Rutland for a tour!? Why do you end up in jail every day in your house! How come you, old boy, don't keep your word...are you here? In the eyes of an old man like you, who is 80 or 27 years old, I can only be considered a [-]-year-old child. If you coax me, you will coax me... Ugh, oh, oh, oh, last week, you were still talking about the old heart but the heart, how can you do it now? Let’s start playing the old man card. Why is your age limit so flexible... If you keep going like this, I’ll wait for you for a hundred years and I’ll build a flying vehicle to come to your grave every New Year’s Day to shovel dirt and steal tributes. Drak’s lifespan is very long. The second generation Witch King like me is a great scourge on earth and will live for thousands of years. I will tell every one of your descendants and grandsons the anecdotes about how you pooped on the ice sheet without wiping your butt, and used your light as a Christmas tree... Just like there is an old saying in the Yan Kingdom: Don’t say you are unprepared. Although I don’t know if it still exists now, but anyway, you are somewhat prepared balabalbala..."

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"Okay, okay... no, no, no, don't recite, don't do it; hell, none of the choir teachers who taught recitation back then were as good-mouthed as you."

Picking up the personal terminal that was vibrating on the desktop, he clicked on it and glanced at the notice that the celebration was about to be held, as well as the two other messages that followed. Metatron, who was helpless, put away the empty plate in front of him and got ready. He took it for cleaning, and at the same time made a compromise to Ozwald who was chanting frantically:

"Since you are so interested, and Rafael and the others happened to ask me to open a small shop together and prepare to sell some food. Then I will accompany you to participate in the activities from the afternoon to the evening."

"Hey~~~ It sounds really considerate, but my instinct is calling the police, so what's the actual reason?"

Dragging his cheeks and bulging his mouth, the Dragon King raised his eyebrows at Metatron.

Although I have already guessed quite well because we have been together for a long time, I still ask symbolically anyway; after hearing the answer as I expected, I will use this sense of accomplishment to satisfy my little vanity. .

"The proceeds can be used to hand over to Rafael's international medical team so that he can purchase better supplies for future rescue operations. At the same time, you can replace the large ice-making machine to match my speed. This time there is sufficient supply. I will definitely kill the pope’s useless piece of machinery!”

As expected, exactly the same.

Radiant Lateran, Gunfight Unstoppable: 10 Suddenly, Metatron's world falls apart

As soon as Metatron walked out of the house, he seemed to be echoing the upcoming huge celebration in the bright summer sun. The excitement and joy about it came from all directions, and even the dislike of the high temperature in his heart disappeared. Quite a few.

Because the venue for the summer celebration was in another city block away from my home, and I didn’t buy a private car for use in the city (for the same reason), I had no choice but to go to a certain German street under the sun. Lark laughed and led the team towards the nearest public station.

When we were in the public carriage, we looked around at the residents of Rutland City who were also preparing to go to the celebration.

The drive to the target location is not long, but to be honest, because unlike Drac, who is the Witch King next to him, he can play back the melody in his head, and he is also stingy and only takes his own mother with him, so the journey is true. It was Metatron who felt a little bored and continued like this for more than ten minutes before he arrived at the location.

However, this is not yet the final destination celebration venue, and it still takes a few kilometers to walk from there.

This is the scheduled intermediate stop to join another group of people.

"According to what those guys said, they should have already arrived?"

Looking through the information about the other party's departure in the personal terminal... Metatron motioned to Ozwald and Ravsyne beside him to wait a moment, while looking around, looking for similar figures.

Soon, Metatron, who was leaning on a pillar in the central square, noticed three guys walking around the corner from the station who were so familiar that they were almost carved into his empathy.

Both men were wearing yellow or white short-sleeved shorts; as the only woman in the team and the one who paid more attention to dressing up, Sakota had small flowers blooming everywhere on her sky blue dress.The silver hair that reflects the golden halo is not scattered vertically and naturally on the back as usual, but is loosely tied with two bright vermilion ribbons and held down with a beige sun hat.

She is dressed beautifully, but her mouth is a little bit fierce.

"What are you looking at? You pretending old guy, are these clothes just for you to look at? Huh?! I'll take off the eyeballs of you salary thief and put them in your mouth."

After noticing Metatron's gaze, Gabriel's originally cheerful smile immediately turned into a ferocious one, and he stabbed the Metatron with fierce words as an invisible sword.

After hearing the other party's words and feeling the anger in his heart, Metatron, who was about to say hello, couldn't help but hold back the words that were about to come to his mouth and said with a smile.

"Oh, wasn't it when you and Oz first met that I revealed something about you that everyone in Rutland knew? How long has it been? Why are you still so angry~~"

"Go away!! If you dare to mention this even a word, I will beat you to death! Today next year will be the death anniversary of your old man!!"

As he said that, he took out his life gun and shot Metatron at his feet.

At this point, Metatron didn't dare to say anything more. He could only shrug and looked at the other two people - but it was okay not to look. After looking at it, he discovered the two men Sacco who came with Gabriel. Tower had already reached Ozwald and Ravsyne, and was gathering with the male Drac, secretly exchanging some kind of ulterior secret.

[Did you remember to bring your things? HXD][brought][required]

[Is the added ingredient enough? ][Basically stuffed][After all, it was you who told me, how dare I not listen, I will definitely get it this time, hehehe]

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Although Metatron could not hear what the three people were saying because the other party deliberately lowered his voice, but he just saw that Ullie, who had always been depressed due to force majeure, showed an extremely strange and strange expression at this moment. He was so excited, and the way he was rubbing his hands frantically made his hair stand on end.

Even among the people chatting with Oswald, there was Sakota, a male with mainly yellow hair, sometimes white and gray hair. Judging from the two people's casual conversation, although they still had no acquaintance with each other for many years. There is a sense of connection, but it doesn’t feel like it’s the first time we’ve met.

"Oswald, you guy...when did you meet Raphael?"

"While you, the loser, are lying at home eating shaved ice and waiting to die because it's too hot."

He waved his hand at Metatron with a look of disgust, and then, like a host introducing the contestants on the stage, Ozwald pointed at the Archangel of Healing and said, "Hey, this is your Rutland The founder of the International Medical Corps, when I was still in Casimir, I saw reports on TV that they went to disaster-stricken areas to rescue people. Heroes like this who care about the world and practice their own actions are here. How could Rutland not pay a visit?"

Similarly, for the praise of the red dragon, Healing Tiansi, who has always been cheerful, steady, and loving in the hearts of the Lateran people, also smiled and answered humbly:

"No, heroes or whatever, I really can't bear this honor, Mr. Ozwald. I'm just devoting my meager strength to this world that is already full of suffering. After all, as the birthright As a member of this earth, we always hope that it will become a better place, right?

What's more, to be able to enter the noble eyes of Lord Artolis, the leader of the Knights of the Round Table, is a small organization that most of us founded and joined voluntarily due to unrealistic fantasies and cannot make normal profits. , it can be said that it is not a very honorable thing. "

The rhetoric on both sides sounds legitimate and reliable, and the reasons are also very legitimate.

But it’s so suspicious, bastard.

"Hell, why don't I have the intuition to use that guy Ozwald as a crisis radar?!"

"Do you smoke?"

Perhaps he lost some of his anger after the two shots were fired, and realized that his behavior was indeed a bit extreme, so he felt a little willing to apologize.

While stuffing a thin cigarette made of tangerine peel and mint into his mouth, Gabriel handed the iron box to Metatron.

But before Metatron could express any acceptance or rejection, he saw Gabriel turning his head and twitching his fingers at the male Drac a few meters away: "Light the fire for sister, kiss Oz~"

"Okay, just give it to me." As he said that, a thin bolt of lightning fell, accurately hitting the end of the cigarette that Gabriel held in his mouth.

"Didn't I just give you two boxes when we last met? You don't seem to have formed a habit. Why did you smoke so fast?"

"Oh, it's just because I don't have the habit of smoking that I forget to take it with me when I go out! Anyway, give me some!"

"Hmph, little rascal~~"

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