Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

What's more, just like Raphael said in the afternoon - it's just a small contribution to this world that is already full of suffering. After all, as a member of this land, after all, Hopefully it can get a little better, right?

You must know that this ghost place not only has the militarism of Ursus, but also the Letanian Three Virtues Party under the rule of the former Witch King. Since ancient times, it has been extremely abstract and wants to punish the Kazdare Jewish populism on the earth... These things are compared to Last week, it was just a cesspool... Oh, no; Terra has not yet given birth to "genius ideas" like Poposa and the Fusion Party.

Damn, looking at it this way, it turns out that the earth in last week’s episode is a bit more like a cesspool.At least here, if a demon fell ill, he would really be beaten into scum by others using 100 million pieces of Origin Stone technology. But last week, many Class A war criminals were able to enjoy their old age in peace~~~

Losing the upper limit of morality and losing the lower limit of the cesspool, is it okay?You have to win one, this land (disgusted).

"It seems that we can't embarrass Terra anymore. After all, at least this place didn't learn from Earth's Yiqi Juechen in turning into a cesspool..."

After recalling his previous life, it didn't seem to be that good except for his motherland. In a sense, the general environment and history were even worse than many Red Dragon Bars here on Terra. He sighed twice and decided to change the topic.

For example, let’s have a meal first or something.

"Well, brothers and sisters, in order to celebrate today's good harvest, I will cook and treat everyone to a meal. What do you think?"

Although they didn't know the changes that had gone through in Red Dragon's heart, no one would refuse such an activity proposed in the atmosphere of a great harvest.

At least none of the three current Great Tiansi did, and even Wu Lie showed special interest.

"It's good. I don't have the opportunity to leave Rutland for a vacation due to work requirements. This time I just want to benefit from your help and taste Casimir's special delicacies."

"Casimir?" Ozwald asked curiously: "No, I'm talking about Victoria's cuisine."

Raphael: "?"

Ulie: "?"

Ah...Does Victoria also have something edible?

Although he did not dare to make any offensive remarks because he had just received too many benefits from the red dragon, Raphael's facial expressions and expressions still revealed such a message.

And Wu Lie said even more directly:

"I admit that your Victoria afternoon tea and the various snacks that go with it are first-class, but apart from that, isn't your food just fish and chips? Uh... Or stick that fish head in In the pie?”

"Fuck!? It's all bias!"

Ozwald was annoyed.

Damn it, don’t think it’s embarrassing just to look up at the stars, this stuff is a commemorative food for events!In order to commemorate TOM, a hero who braved a storm and brought back seventeen fish to save the poor villagers when food was scarce, celebrations will be held on December 12. The focus is on the meaning of looking forward to a good harvest in the coming year, rather than on whether it is good or bad. eat!

Do you understand that you remember the bitter things and remember the sweet things, you Rutlanders who are born to be happy?

Not to mention fish and chips, a national food that got the oppressed people through during the Industrial Revolution—how dare you question the important memories of our worker grandfathers.

[Wow, yeah, angry!Regarding the ridiculous narrow-minded prejudices of you fools, Drake, who was born in the Union Flag of old Londinium, is furious! 】

"Granny, I want you guys to apologize to Victoria's 4000 years of catering history immediately!"

ps: Bobosha - Pol Pot, the ultra-leftist, deprived citizens of their private property, abolished cities, abolished the commodity, currency, and wage systems, and implemented a universal supply system with equal distribution, which caused the total collapse of the Cambodian economy, leading to the death of at least 200 million people in Cambodia. Abnormal deaths (the total number of Cambodian deaths at that time was only more than 300 million according to current statistics, but this is a reference to the data, benevolent people have different opinions), and believed that they were right and were unswervingly walking in the path of communism.

It would make even the most extreme Kazdael demon guy look at it and wipe the sweat from his forehead while tremblingly saying, "Is this too radical?"

Radiant Rutland, no one can stop the gunfight: 14 In the end, the summer festival should end with joyful flames

I want you to apologize immediately for Victoria's 4000 years of culinary history!

Facing the humiliation of his motherland in this life, Ozwald issued a righteous scolding!

"4000 years... Good guy, do you mean to include the era of the earth before the city-state was established?"

Wu Lie, the Light of God, sneered twice:

"Then why don't you just include the ethnic groups before technology was used and before civilization?"

"Because even if I'm as cheeky as I am, I really can't call it a qualified dish after just two flames. (Quick answer)"

Barbecue alone doesn’t qualify as gourmet—at least not without cumin.

"Anyway, let me prepare something for you to eat at Victoria's more formal dinner party tomorrow."

Clapping his hands, Ozwald signaled everyone to put an end to this meaningless argument for the time being, and it would be more convincing to speak directly with the facts.

But the only problem is that these three archangels have to host the cooking kitchen; after all, as the jinchūriki of ice cream, Metatron has no shortage of things to make desserts, even if he is not obsessed with special stones and stoves Can also make some pizza...but not much else.

hee hee~~~

"In that case, let's go to my house and do it."

When the red dragon raised his question, Gabriel took the initiative and took on the task of hosting the celebration banquet venue.

"I happen to be very interested in cuisines from various countries, so I always have a variety of utensils from Great Yan, Casimir, Letania, and Victoria."

"...That means you actually know the inside story, Gabriel, right?" Ozward glanced sideways and looked at the woman Saccotta, who was usually considered by the Laterans to be the chief cardinal under the pope: " Then why didn't you say it just now? Isn't it natural for scholars to provide common knowledge to the illiterate and mentally retarded?"

"Oh~~ It would be boring to say it~~~"

Facing Ozwald's resentful gaze, Miss Gabriel's gentle face was illuminated, surrounded by the warm lights in the store.

As if saying that he was so absorbed in eating his favorite handmade pizza that he didn't pay attention, he smiled.

"How about it, do you need me to hunt some fresh feathered beasts? After all, I remember that Victoria and Gaul before their demise paid great attention to these things."

As she spoke, she made her hands look like blunderbuss, and she imitated the shooting movements in a joyful and cute way along with the exciting sounds coming from her mouth.

However, Ozwald, who had just been watched for fun, obviously had no intention of admiring Gabriel's figure at this moment. He just lowered his eyes, waved his hand in agreement, and replied.

"If your Rutland's acceptance of noble songbirds like partridges is acceptable, and everyone likes them."

And Gabriel readily agreed to this, saying that she could catch partridges, plump black geese, petite quails, and beautiful peacocks... Of course, looking at her look, it was not so much hunting. It's more about the passion for shooting itself.

After all, he is a character who can participate in the Rutland Wheelchair Shooting Race when he is bored, and has become a publicity sign.

However, now that even the celebration banquet has been arranged, the next step is the top priority of today’s summer celebration!

"——Raphael! Ulie!! Hurry, show our grand finale to everyone!!!"

"it is good--!!!"

Hearing Ozwald's sudden command, the light of God, who had started to feel sleepy because it was almost time, was stunned for a moment, and then, with Metatron's confused expression, he magically emerged from the corner. Take out a ball the size of a basketball.It looks like corrugated paper with a fuse on the top.

Just judging from the size and volume of this thing, if it is used as an explosive, it will have extraordinary power. Even if it is filled with high-purity Originium explosives, it will be enough to send the entire venue to the sky - but because of the red dragon Metatron, who showed excitement and unconsciously recalled the reason why they came to attend this midsummer celebration, knew that this thing was made by imitating the summer festival customs in the Eastern Kingdom, and was a real sky-high fireworks.

After understanding this, and thinking that Ozwald actually turned the words he said a few days ago into reality, Metatron immediately leaned out with a hateful face, like a demon king, and The sharp claws stretched towards the throat of the little red dragon:

"I told you that you are not allowed to touch any firearms or gunpowder anymore. Did you turn a deaf ear to my words... huh?!!!"

"Hey, that's wrong, Brother Meta."

At that moment, the claws of Metatron, the great devil, were less than three centimeters away from his own artery, but even so; facing the former's crazy gaze that chose to devour others, Ozwald still remained calm and stepped back two steps in a row. He stepped forward and raised his hand to signal Sakota, indicating that the former Rutland Chief Arbitrator would give him the opportunity to prove his innocence and redress his injustice.

"It is true that you do not allow me to come into contact with any general or ammunition fillings - but as you can see, this firework, from the selection of materials, purchase, deployment, installation, and even carrying, I wasn't involved in any of it, and I didn't even watch it until it was brought out by Ulie.

All I did was provide a reliable design draft. In that case, how can you accuse me, an unrelated person?Hmm~~"

"I let you take advantage of the loophole again, huh? Ha, how come you kid always comes up with these tricks?!" After hearing this, Metatron laughed angrily.

The red dragon was even more proud.

"Because I have the freest Tamashi in all Terra~~~"

"I am going to kill you!!!"

Howling, he raised his fists and knocked the red dragon to the ground; then, Metatron, who killed the culprit here, looked at Ullie again.

"Have you forgotten the trouble this guy caused when he first came to Rutland!? As the supreme commander of the Pope's cavalry force, how can you accompany him to fool around!?"

"Humph, because you don't know anything~~~ Just last Sunday, my reborn parent Ozwald found Raphael and worked with him to develop a witch to block the human body's light-sensing nerves. The magical formula; and after spending 35 hours non-stop decorating my bedroom into a Letania-style self-disciplined magical altar, I can now have a smooth and perfect sleep every day.

Now, not to mention just making it a firework, even if Oswald wants the Pope's beard, I can lead a team to pick it off. "

As he said that, Wu Lie, who was holding a big firework in his hand, smiled at the red dragon who fell on the ground but still did not forget to show his scissor fingers - the adoptive father is here, let the child pay homage! !

"... Damn it, not only did you bend the law for personal gain, but you actually dared to use evil Leitanian witchcraft to satisfy your own selfish desires! I will punish you for misbehaving!! Repent to me, little bastard!!!"

"So what? How do you, the embryo-killer who knows how to kill and kill every day when you have enough to eat and sleep soundly, know about my suffering?! You can't even live anymore, so why do you care about so many rules!!"

There is no use in talking more. Even if people understand each other, Metatron cannot end the dispute. He pounces directly on the light of God and wants to take this evil red dragon creation from his hands by force.

"Give me that thing! Ulie!"

"Don't even think about it...Raphael!!"

"Okay~~I received it~~~"

"Quick, quick, quick! Brother Oz, light up the fire! I can't hold back this idiot Metatron!! Cry hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

"It's been prepared! MAZIN POWER fully activated!! Breast NOVA!!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Ulie was tightly hugging Metatron's body and the latter had not had time to break free, the red dragon with 300 strength stood up from the ground like a carp, and suddenly blasted out with his clenched right fist, completing the fireworks. ignition.

"Stop it, you bastards!"

Metatron's voice was a step too late.

The sphere rushed high into the sky from the hand of the kind-faced Raphael, and was even wrapped in his Origin Stone skills to make a roaring sound as the sound barrier was broken.And as the sound faded and faded away, a large firework bloomed in the cloudless summer night sky, followed by patterns.

Raphael hummed happily; Metatron was stunned.Ullie and Red Dragon high-fived and shouted "YA DA ZE!"; Gabriel covered his mouth and let out an elegant chuckle.But Ravshini just looked up at the sky expressionlessly, illuminated by the light of the fireworks.

Because it is filled with contents that exceed the normal specifications, it has also been lowered several times beyond the specifications. Just looking at it from below makes you feel as if you are about to be overwhelmed.Vibrations and sounds hit, and the whole body felt the fireworks.

Ravshini deeply imprinted the ever-changing beautiful patterns that illuminated the night sky in her heart as precious memories of the summer after leaving the cold deep pool and clinging to the clan leader's side.

Amidst the exclamations throughout the celebration venue, the fireworks that filled the sky finally gradually melted into the night and disappeared.

As if nothing had happened, the sky became quiet again

——Until Metatron's voice came back to his senses, he heard it again.

"Wait a minute, what's your face like at the end!? Ah!! Gabriel, you are too! Damn it, when did I say you four became so familiar with each other? That's why!!"

"Oh, it's exposed~~~"

"I'm going to kill the three of you who cheated and cheated!! And Ozwald, you, the chief culprit, won't even have a chance to live!!

"Well, friends, it's getting late, please allow me to leave first to avoid lack of sleep and wrinkles. I'll leave the job of closing the door to everyone~~~~"

"Haha, run, run... Damn it, Rafael, you actually ran away, you are so despicable."

"The one who runs the slowest gets beaten."

"Quick! Hug me tight, Ravshini... Oh blind! Now there are two adult Dracs!!

Pegasus, now gain freedom here and run towards the endless future. This is the world I have opened up, my future - soaring into the sky, me! ! "

Fireworks sprayed by the red dragon lit up the night sky again.

"Wuhu~~ Let's go!!!"

………………

He had seen such words in other light novels.

The color added to the sky when fireworks are set off is the result of the flame color reaction.

Just put metal or salt in the flame to express the unique color of each element.The originally pale flame also changes appearance depending on the elements it comes into contact with.

Humans are similar in this regard.

Once people relate to each other, certain reactions will occur.

There are many kinds of reaction colors.Even a person's character, the reaction will change depending on the person he comes into contact with.Like colorful fireworks, it produces completely different colors.

For him, being able to show a pure smile from the heart that is not affected by anything with the people around him; the bright luster caused by this primitive satisfaction and happiness.

This is the only flaming reaction he pursues in this continuously hot summer festival called life.

as he said.

【Soar】

Glorious Rutland, no one can stop the gunfight: 15 After enjoying dinner, conversation is natural ([-] words)

"Heh..."

Climbing up from the guest room of Gabriel's house, the red dragon, who had stayed here overnight due to problems with preparing materials, yawned; while rubbing his sleepy eyes, he smacked his lips and began to move towards it like a giant insect. He squirmed in the bathroom and used his belly to mop the floor of Gabriel's house.

After trying to suppress the stupid hair on his head that was a symbol of king to no avail, Ozwald stopped paying too much attention to it. He just quickly finished grooming and began to count the time to prepare for the angels who were about to arrive. dinner.

——For people in cultural groups such as Gaul and Victoria, the dining culture of the following generations whose civilization was inferior to those in the middle generations after the establishment of the city-state era is not only conveyed through taste, but also conveys pleasure through vision.This is just like the chefs of the Yan Kingdom who pay attention to a dish that has both color and flavor. It’s just that Victoria and the extinct Gaul, in addition to the basic [color] and [taste], are pursuing [imagination].

Generally speaking, in the food culture of the upper class that has sufficient consumption power to serve as a symbol of food customs, richness, beauty and symbolic meaning are the three aspects that people value most.Good food should not only satisfy the taste but also attract people's attention. Therefore, people at that time would pay special attention to the shape and color of the dishes.

Bright, rich and vibrant colors are especially used in dinners to celebrate holidays or entertain distinguished guests.They use sieves to filter food repeatedly to achieve a bright effect.