Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

Smoothing his hair back with both hands, Ozwald tore off the clothes on his upper body, revealing his chest that gradually grew numerous scales in front of the black snake, as well as countless arcs of electricity that burst out.

[TMD150 million magnetic field rotates, antimatter Draco blasts fist! ! ! 】

"Grandpa, I'm going to beat you to pieces like this first for being a bitch who dares to force me to make a choice! Do you think all kind-hearted people are easy to bully!!"

A punch pierced the chest of Archduke Ursus, turning him into powder. At the same time, Ozwald cursed:

"I put my words here, grandma's black snake, I know that this piece of shit of yours must have a back-up plan like docking its tail to survive or something else, and I definitely can't get rid of you now, but don't let me catch you, Wu. The evil god of Sass. If you dare to appear in front of me and call me grandpa, I will kill you once!"

"...the arrogant new king of the Red Dragon family, and Tallulah...my daughter...you can't get rid of me, and there will be me at the end of this land..." Black Snake's voice gradually faded away.

At the end of the dissipation, the black snake said his curse (prophecy)

"And one day, you will face your own betrayal - Arthur."

"Don't use your ignorant and superficial wisdom to speculate on Terra's freest soul, idiot! You have no idea what I am going to do."

The Legend of King Arthur of True Terra - The Last Days of Kiri Castle: 98 I would like to express my love to the hero who saved me.

*Chernobog core city·central area*

Tallulah's body knelt on the ground a little weakly, and the sword in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, which was full of traces of raging flames.

Her eyes were looking at the ground, and her gray hair was spread out to cover her cheeks... and the two pairs of slender dragon horns on her head looked a little soft and weak.

The noble descendant of the majestic Victoria Red Dragon and the Great Yan True Dragon actually looked in ruins at this moment.

Of course, Ozwald's situation is not that good either.

He had already consumed a lot of energy in the battle with the strong Patriots. In addition, he was here to save people rather than kill people. He could only drag those who could not be injured and suffered physical and mental injuries from the black dragon. All these made Ozward The condition is rapidly worn down.

Not to mention that after that, he used the Fountain of Forgotten River as a medium to penetrate his spirit into the dragon girl's body, and spent "several years" in her memory... It really seriously increased his mental internal consumption.

So the moment he walked out of the dreamland, the tsunami of exhaustion immediately made it difficult for Ozward to even stand up straight. He staggered back and then fell face down on the ground. Tallulah came forward.

However, this made him roll over to the side, just in time to look up at Tallulah's downcast face.

"What are you saying? Thank you for listening to me a lot, so it doesn't matter. But at least tell me what you think? After all, I have worked so hard to save you for the past half month."

Ozwald, who was lying directly under the face of Tallulah who lowered her head, also saw Tallulah's beautiful but haggard face, which was slightly tired and hollow, but there was still a little light in the middle of the gathered pupils. face.

"I......"

Hearing Ozwald's words, Tallulah's eyes moved slightly and she wanted to speak; but after losing the cover and beautification of dreams, she faced many bleak realities in front of her, including Ozwald himself, and she could only feel the pain in her throat. There was a bit of pain, so in the end, the words I wanted to say turned into a deep sigh filled with exhaustion and pain.

"...well......"

"I don't have much more to say, Ozwald."

She paused for a moment, slightly choked; then, as if she changed the subject, but also as if she was asking seriously: "But... if you want to take over the current integration movement, can you give the remaining ones a chance to make corrections?" A chance to make a new comeback?”

Perhaps all this is due to Black Snake's conspiracy, but if I can hold on to those feelings of hatred, I will be stronger and not collapse.

Therefore, Black Snake is 90.00% responsible, and Tallulah believes that she cannot escape the blame.

Thinking of this, and looking at the way Chernobog had been tortured to this day because of "her", the dragon girl let out a soft breath, stopped talking, and then closed her eyes with a slight pain, and closed her eyes. His thoughts once again sank into the long ocean of thoughts.

"Ino, Lyudmila, Alex...and their subordinates, they were all good boys originally, but they all became what they are today because of my indulgence——"

"——But I have no right to ask for or exchange anything with you, so this is just my personal wishful thinking, or willfulness."

"I can guarantee you this."

Listening to Tallulah's honorific address to him, Ozwald sighed in his heart. As expected, people would be more open-minded and relaxed when dealing with others in their dreams. He also answered that he had planned it in the first place. , regarding the disposal of integrated movements.

Except for the inevitable casualties during the battle, the Red Dragon really didn't think about killing all the infected thugs in the integration movement - at least not to use natural disasters to flatten them directly this time.

Although this saves a lot of things, sometimes things cannot be done quickly.

"Just like what I did [when I was there], I will give everyone the right to live and the possibility of living well... But living itself is sometimes a punishment. When I wake up every day and look at the broken things in the mirror Do you still have the courage to live? But this is the punishment for making a mistake."

"But like you said, Tallulah - it's not a new life. If they can accept their past sins and face them; therefore, whether they can seize this opportunity or not, it depends on themselves. .”

"Indeed, you are always fair in this regard."

She sighed again.

During those seven years of acquaintance, Tallulah was already too familiar with the approach Ozwald would take at this time, and therefore trusted him.Even after breaking away from the gorgeous decoration of gold and silver in the dream, the emotions built up by time are still firmly rooted in the heart.

The dragon girl has always supported the decisions made by the leader of the northern guerrillas, especially now that she has been almost destroyed by reality, she has become increasingly dependent on him.

"Then I have nothing left to say, and I leave everything, including myself, at your disposal.

No matter what the final result is, I will always be grateful to you, whether it is for being saved by you, or for the tolerance you granted and the fairness you insisted on, Ozwald. "

"Then, just wait for a while."

Ozwald said this to Tallulah.

Because the patriots were assigned a special secret mission by him, they had to obtain a relationship that was crucial to the future of the Round Table and even the real Tower of Babel, and were responsible for dealing with those infected by the Integration Movement, and to eliminate these defeated people. It will take some time for the infected to capture as many other Round Table members as possible.

Of course, now that we have reached this point, there are not many thorny problems in Qicheng City.

Even if the Emperor's Blades suddenly tore off the alliance's disguise at this time, Ozwald still had the remaining strength to protect Tallulah alone and prevent them from succeeding - he had always been on guard.

"We might as well wait for everyone's energy and condition to improve before we talk about more things...I'm really a little tired now."

As he said this, Ozwald closed his eyes and casually put an arm on his face to block the light.

"I'm sorry...Oswald. If it wasn't to save people like me...maybe, I should refuse your kindness..."

"Then I will still come to save you; Tallulah Atrias. I have no reason to leave you alone - even if there is, no reason or concern can stop me before the result of [saving you] Impediments to my mobility.

Not to mention that I am a serious classical knight after all. "

"……Um."

Responding gently, Tallulah's silver-grey eyes stared at Ozwald in front of her, staring at her fellow racer who was breathing more and more slowly because he was taking a nap.

She tried to think about what she could do, what she could do now... but in the end, she sighed softly at her decadent, bruised self that was struck down by reality... She seemed to really have nothing. There is nothing you can do and nothing you should do?

--Do not!

The Drake woman, whose heart was beating faster and faster, came to this conclusion after thinking briefly.

[There is one more thing that I can do now]

Near the original core area that had been burned, collapsed and changed its shape, next to the earth that had been ravaged by fire, thunder and frost, under the broken sky that was torn to pieces by natural disasters.

Tallulah has always been a fighter who thinks and achieves. Despite defeat, loss, and despair, the moment she made a decision in her heart, she did not hesitate anymore, and she would not hesitate anymore——

"?"

Ozwald felt a hand gently touch the hand on his face, intertwined with it and held it. The other hand touched the corner of his side and the messy and dirty hair... …softly yet firmly——

"...I remember you once said, [Her Royal Highness the princess who was imprisoned in the castle welcomed her Prince Charming], right?"

Tallulah said, but her tone did not sound like she was asking, she just pointed out something. She lowered her head and gently pressed Ozward's hand with the hand holding his hand, not giving him a chance to break away and react. :

"Then, this is the last thank you that I, the rescued person, this poor princess, who is incompetent and weak, manipulated by evil gods and fate, can give you, your highness."

When Tallulah finished speaking, Ozwald felt... some dry and cracked lips kissed his forehead, kissing his forehead where blood and filth were intertwined...

It was a quiet, long kiss. Even though there was some uncontrolled chaos around her and today's crazy fireworks were still spreading, her kiss seemed to stop everything.

Time seems to be stopping - but it does not come from the mighty force that shakes time and space, but from the hearts of people living on this land who are struggling to survive.

The heart that cannot be understood but is trembling

She kissed Oswald's forehead gently, as if she wanted to wipe away the dust from his heart that was tired from the long journey.

There is no need to explain it in words, it is already better than words.

...........

...........

...........

Ozwald lay on the scorched and damaged earth, feeling that everything was eerily quiet. The sand and dust moved slightly under his body, the hot wind stirred from time to time, and the boiling of the remaining disasters in the broken sky, together with his surge, Some strange things in my heart lost their boundaries. Like chaotic thoughts, they were mixed and mixed, and melted into the kiss printed on the forehead.

And he himself was rarely speechless.

"...Well, it's very, subtle."

"As a reward for saving people from suffering, the knight should get a kiss from the princess. That's always the case in stories, isn't it?"

"...That's the beautiful thing to say, but I thought you didn't like reading those books."

Ozwald, whose eyes were a little wandering, said this. This was the first time in decades that he felt like he had shot himself in the foot and felt embarrassed.

"Indeed, whether as the heir to Cosiche or the leader of the integration movement, these are identities that are difficult to associate with those beautiful fantasies - but, in front of me at this moment, there is something even worse than in the book. Story, isn't it?

Even though he was tired, injured, and lying on the ground covered in blood, the hero who exuded more dazzling light than anything else... saved my hero - my knight, my prince. "

Looking at the somewhat embarrassed Ozwald, Tallulah gently raised the corners of her mouth in a beautiful and subtle arc, with clear emotions in her silver-gray pupils: "Although I have almost nothing left now, but There is only one wealth that I can always offer you, and the only thing that belongs to me is my heart that I can offer you at any time - my love.

If there is no such person by your side, then let me be the first one... Just like you did to me, if time goes by and no one is willing to understand your pain or understand your desire, So let me do the last one. "

"...Is love like this? I really don't understand...this." Ozwald was a little troubled: "Is this enough? No, it doesn't mean that I don't believe you, it's just that I always feel-" "

Before he could finish his words, Tallulah interrupted him with her movements.

She whispered to Oswald in a soft, generous and joyful voice.

"A long time ago, when I was walking on the road for my ideals, there was a person. I listened to the story of him walking on the same road as me. The friends and compatriots around me all praised him. , even I regard him as the direction of my progress... I believe that he will definitely be able to bring everyone hope of living... Then, when I faced despair, he really appeared by my side and will Saving me was the purpose - just because he heard that I was in trouble...he used his life and soul as fuel to make a madman-like gamble to challenge the evil god of Ursus.

Although I had never said a word to him or met him once before that, he still helped me across a long period of memory, and in the nightmare that trapped my soul, he gradually healed the pain in my heart. My regrets, weave new and beautiful fantasies...give support and embrace to such a stupid me who has been crushed and destroyed by reality, and tell me that I have done a good job.

During those nearly three thousand days and nights that were both illusion and reality, he felt my sorrow, shared my grief, appeased my anger, bore my hatred, and used his body to take my sword of despair until he was killed. To put an end to the nightmare and let my life welcome tomorrow again - such a hard-working, brave and gentle hero, shouldn't I love him (you)? "

"Whether you want to deconstruct it or view it as reciprocation, right now, to me, it's just love—"

After saying that, she closed her eyes, panted slightly, and then opened them again, just staring at Ozwald with eyes filled with clear emotion.

"..."

Looking into those clear eyes, Ozwald didn't know what he should say, just because the words that had always been sharp and powerful were powerless at this moment... Subconsciously, he reached out his hand.Touching the other person's cheek tremblingly and slightly confused.

Then, it finally coalesced into a low laugh.

"Then consider me losing."

"Well, then..." As she said that, Tallulah leaned down again, but this time, it was not his forehead, but Ozwald's lips.

The woman sealed the man's lips with her own lips, and also sealed everything else that extended from his heart and didn't know how to export it into words.

This time, she closed her eyes

suffocation of silence

Silent and feeling, Ozwald seemed a little suffocated, but he was still intoxicated in this deep and long kiss.

He put aside everything else, rarely paying attention to his surroundings, and just concentrated on the kiss with Tallulah.

It's like this moment is eternity and will stretch to the end of time

The moment has turned into eternity, but eternity has also returned to the moment.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Tallulah had stopped making any other movements.

She was so tired—as if she had just woken up from a long, haunting nightmare.

She was smiling - as if she had fallen into a sweet, dreamless sleep after recovering from a serious illness.

But she was still holding Oswald and kissing the man in her arms

ps: Logically speaking, I should post a picture at this time. Ozwald is lying on the ground with a successful smile, and Tallulah is looking down at him; the close look between the two will make people feel "I But I rescued you~" Picture of this feeling.

That is to say, almost since I started writing this book in April, I have been planning this scene and trying to find someone to make it. But unfortunately, my painter friends are all bad guys, and I have not been lazy so far. Submit manuscript.

Great sadness.

ps2: It seems that the manual review of mentally retarded people is gone, but the key intermediary posts are still there, which is of some use)

The Legend of King Arthur of True Terra - The Last Day of Kiri Castle: 99 Combat Processing (Updated and Updated)

*1097年1月5日 2:13PM*

"His Majesty!"

"..." Turn around.

"His Majesty!!"