Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

Is it Zofia?Somewhat possible.After all, although she is just an escort of the Linguang family, she still occupies a place in that kind of business farce... After all, she is also a "knight class" now. Although her energy may not be enough, her motivation is still sufficient——

But in terms of motives, it seems that the Silver Spear Pegasus officer who came to visit me two days ago, as well as the current Grand Knight Commander... I'm sure they will do something on their own whim, the 'disgrace of the Linguang family'. …

"So, who is it?"

Because the job was gone, there was no need to send documents, so Maena stood in front of her house and thought unhappily.

And he soon no longer had to think about such trivial matters.

From the briefcase that suddenly burst into flames without warning, to the dragon flames that quickly spread to his arms.

The golden light instantly lit up, and while extinguishing the flames with the advanced skill of spell resonance, Maena threw away the briefcase in his hand and looked indifferently at the people coming from far and near in front of him.

"Did you do it?"

I don’t know if I’m asking about the overly intense greeting or the fact that I was forcibly dismissed.

"That's for sure."

In one word, it should be answered.

Drake, who jumped in front of him, straightened up, crossed his arms, and pulled out the long tail behind him at a speed that left the sound far behind.

Then, a violent sonic boom tore the surrounding ground apart, raising dust all over the sky.

"What's wrong with you? Ozwald."

"It's my turn to ask you this, Maena."

Without turning around immediately, Ozwald maintained his original orientation, looking at the mansion not far away that was extremely familiar in his mind and had left countless memories, but it was now dilapidated and withered.

"I really want to know, who is under the skin of this golden-blooded Pegasus? Where is the ranger who traveled through the wilderness on his own to calm down the beasts and deal with troubles for people who could not afford to live in the city?

The person next to me, the person who sold the family territory and the family accumulation, showed no care for his 16-year-old niece, and even forced her to go on the field to save the bankrupt family, but she didn't even do anything. Who is that bastard who doesn't even want to help? ! "

"I don't deny that the front and back are facts, but when it comes to Maria's participation, I have privately asked some friends to help take care of her."

"The niece left behind by my eldest brother still needs someone to take care of her? What does your uncle do for a living?"

Longtail slapped the ground hard again. Ozwald turned his back to Linguang's mansion and glared at the Pegasus, whose suit was stained with dust but was unscathed.

"You said you don't know how to run an industry and rest on your laurels, but then you don't even take care of a child; you are the breadwinner of the family when Brother Snitz is away, but what are you doing?! The old man raised you to such a big age, you are really just a child You don’t want to take on the responsibility of safeguarding the family, do you?”

"Even if they are deprived of their noble status, the Linguang family's creed will not waver at all. The reason why the Linguang family is the Linguang family has never been because of the judgment of outsiders."

Maena didn't care about Ozwald's rebuke, and just said calmly as usual:

“This drunken Casimir is so disgusting that he has long forgotten what true glory and pride are;

No matter what you say, I won't hang out with those who are looking for fame - last time it was because I was young and forced, but I have my own way, Ozwald. "

"Then did you do well? Ma'ena! Look at what Linguang's house is like now. Do you want to think about what is left in your own house? I could see that in the training ground when I skipped all the way over. There are a lot of spear plants and rusty training equipment that can hide people! To say that your management of your own property is rubbish is an overestimation of you!"

"Don't go too far, Ozwald; you must know that most of the territory that Drost has used to develop and operate your round table over the years came from the Linguang family.

"Fuck! So what, I don't believe that Vivian would take advantage of the opportunity to lower the price - wait?! In other words, if there is no round table to come to support the contract for the sake of my friendship with the Linguang family, the Linguang family will Your situation will only be worse than now, right?"

"..."

"You can't even keep the home where you were raised, and you want me, an outsider, to wipe your ass. You are such a waste, Maena!"

Ozwald looked at Maena in front of him with a disappointed look on his face.

As the child of Cyril and the second son of the Linguang family, Maenna may not be a leader and will not change Casimir's current situation, but he should at least be a small part of the hero, a ranger like before - but now This person even failed to take good care of his niece as a relative. Instead, he put the 16-year-old child under unnecessary pressure and responsibility.

"If you want to say that you are disappointed with Casimir and disdain to change this degenerate society, then you can at least keep the Linguang family's territory pure and create a small corner where you don't join in with others;

If you say that the protection and glory of knights are not limited to outsiders and dead objects, then you should at least earn a rain or shine shelter for your young family members.

You obviously have such ability, but you have done nothing, and you have not even taken good care of your family. You have no right to be disappointed in Casimir... because you are not even willing to make any efforts to change. "

Ozwald pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and nodded gently:

Perhaps this was the reason why Snits and Cyril did not want this guy to become the family patriarch when they left, even if it was just an agency relationship - he had enough strength and vision, but only lacked the will to fulfill his responsibilities.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Ma'na."

He pulled out the broken blade that seemed to connect the past and the present, and used the electric arc to recreate the link between the gestures inherited from the past hero:

"Go and change your clothes, Maena Linguang. I will teach you a lesson next.

——But if you even sell your sword..."

The red dragon held the [Broken Steel] upright in front of him with both hands and stared at the silent Maena with one eye. A faint light that took away all the warmth in the air flashed in the scarlet dragon's pupils:

I will kill you. "

Knights of the Round Table, fight to the death!Knight Major: 8 Even if it is broken, the sword remains

Sword, that is - Tao;

Although many warriors in Dayan or the Eastern Kingdom regard this concept as their lifelong creed, there is no such statement in other countries.

But this does not mean that swords (weapons) are insignificant.

For the knights of Casimir, they would often receive this gift from their elders and friends when starting a group on this road; and it was from then on that this cold object made of metal It becomes an extension of the body...

No knight will easily abandon the "sword" he carries with him, because it is not only a reflection of his career and a portrayal of the glory he has won, but also a way to defend what he believes in throughout his life and his role as a knight. The last line of defense behind what you need to protect.

[Even if I am abandoned by everything, I still still have the fangs of my trust that will never betray me and can make you dare to insult my faith with bloody steps! 】

That's why Ozwald said such words.

If Maena did not "let go" because of the enlightenment of life, but "abandoned" based on the fearlessness of decadence and waste, then the red dragon would not be able to tolerate such a waste who is an insult to Cyril Linguang every day of his life. Live on!

Fortunately, the situation has not developed to such an embarrassing point for both parties.

Even though he looked bored, Maena Linguang still took off the shackles of his clothes under Draco's pressure, and pulled out the sword that he had not wielded or hacked in battle for who knows how many years. sword.

Although based solely on his personal resume, this old boy Ma Enna has never had any experience of being a saint in front of others except for being kidnapped by his father and eldest brother, given to a round table and stuffed into the arena once, and he has never officially joined the battle. Knight, but his fighting skills obviously follow the most typical Casimir knight style - the Linguang family's training tradition itself is enough for him to master several weapons commonly used by knights; plus when he was a boy, he and his brother Sni As an apprentice, Ci's experience of traveling with his father Cyril's team on a campaign of knights gave him the opportunity to accumulate combat experience from many outstanding knights.

Not to mention that when he was a young and vigorous young man, he once walked alone in the wilderness and countryside of Casimir with a sword. This was far better than the messy past he has now.

These experiences have created Maena Linguang's unconventional but exquisite swordsmanship.

*Clang! !

"It seems that the past few years of sitting in the office have not made you forget how the sword exerts force."

"After all, it's quite suitable to use as a fitness equipment occasionally."

Raising the corners of his eyes; while maintaining the balance of the struggle, Maena stared at the long sword held by Ozwald through the countless sparks that burst out when the sword blades collided.

This [Broken Steel] was once used by his father and later passed into the hands of his eldest brother and himself as a witness to the friendship between Pegasus and Red Dragon...

Now when it appeared before his eyes again, it was already falling apart, relying on the sword master's unique strength to hold it together so that it wouldn't immediately fall apart.

Ma Enna could tell that it must have been damaged to this point after an extremely cruel and long battle.

But this is fate.

No matter how strong, sharp, and dazzling the "long sword" was, it will eventually be worn, rusted, and shattered in the disgusting "battles" called reality.

A sword can only do so much.

"What can you do with a 'thing' like that?"

Pegasus sneered; it seemed to show disdain for the red dragon holding the broken sword, and also seemed to be mocking himself for being worn down by Casimir.

To this, Ozwald's answer was concise and to the point.

“Everything can be done, anything can be done!”

He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised the sword above his head.

Just like all Casimir's beginners who want to embark on the path of knighthood, they first learn from the teacher...

Hold your breath and concentrate,

step, exert force;

A simple, impartial, head-on slash!

Heavy, unshakable, and something he could hardly withstand... the "sword"...

Even though he diverted the incoming violent waves with his skills and steps, the force of the explosion still caused the Pegasus to fly backwards.

The long sword in his hand penetrated the ground, but it was still not enough, so he stepped on one foot harder. It felt like the sole of the shoe was being worn through, and he felt that the sole of the foot was extremely hot.Just like that, Ma Enna managed to stand firm.

However, before he could catch his breath, his senses, which had been cultivated through battle but somewhat dulled by life in recent years, issued an early warning to Pegasus, causing him to instinctively swing his shuriken.

Clang!

Amidst the sound of sword blades clashing, countless sparks flew everywhere.

The reverberation that came from it made Ma Enna feel a numbness in her arm, and the weapon almost fell out of hand and tilted to the side.

In the corner of his eye, a rapidly enlarging fist appeared, holding the Hunting Storm.

Bang! !

It seemed like a punch that was going to blow the head off of the man who had abandoned his family without caring about it!

It was firmly printed on Ma Enna's face.The irresistible force caused Pegasus to spin sideways and be embedded in the ground in an instant, with its head on its feet.

"I forgot to tell you before, Maena."

The five fingers of his left hand moved slowly twice. Ozwald briefly glanced at the few drops of blood stained on the joints, then stopped paying attention and spoke to Maena who fell on the ground.

"Although I am only here long enough to force your company to fire you, it doesn't matter. When I go back, I will use the status of the entire Round Table and the Grand Knight to put pressure on the business alliance, or to make exchanges. If nothing happens, in the future You won’t be able to sit in an office again for another 50 to [-] years.”

Hearing this, Maena, who had just climbed up from the ground, frowned: "Ahem... you are such a bastard, Oswald Artolis."

"I risk Casimir's disdain and use the 13-year reputation of the entire Round Table to suppress you. You, a lonely person, are already worth every penny, okay? Maena."

Ozwald sneered twice:

"I'll trade your future for tomorrow and put you on the credit blacklist, so don't expect you to find a job in the company in the future; but on the contrary, you can still find a construction site and work hard, and you can still be considered a credit card holder. Simil contributed a lot, didn’t he?”

"You are expressing your anger!" Ma Enna waved his sword.

"Yeah? What's the matter? Is it the first day you met me?"

"In my whole life, I, Oswald, have always scolded idiots when I saw them, attacked them if they didn't listen, and started attacking them if they were useless. It doesn't matter whether you are the Great Yan Prince, the Will of Ursus, or the Emperor Victoria. When I come in front of you, as long as you don't do anything, you will still talk... You are a free-spirited person who does his duty."

"Since you like to endure humiliation and burden so much, then I'll let you endure it as long as you can!"

While Ozwald raised his voice, the sword in his hand did not relax, and he struck Maena staggeringly.

This red dragon overwhelmingly ravaged the Golden-blooded Pegasus in front of him with a power beyond the ordinary.Although the latter is not without room for counterattack, the outcome is often unsatisfactory.

Moreover, Tianma also noticed a very important detail that made him silent.

——At first, Ma Enna thought that just by relying on the red dragon's unyielding energy to ignore the fact of damage and randomly forcibly gluing the pieced-together sword blade together a few times, the broken steel would be unable to withstand it and cause it to break again. Shattered into its original form.

Not so.

This blade, which is forcibly fixed by the arc of thoughts and will, not only possesses the terrifying power of the red dragon, but is also physically indestructible!The extent may even be higher than before it was shattered! !

Even after tens of thousands of battles with monsters and monsters, it broke into dozens of pieces of different sizes... But as long as the owner who holds it needs it, it will still be the one that will not be bent by any waves, A sword that is upright and carries the glory of the heroes who protected the country in the past.

Just like the sword holder who never chooses to swallow his anger just because of the storm and pain called reality.

But maybe this is what the Linguang family who "fear no pain and darkness" should have been like, and this is what Cyril's children should have been like.

"Even if you have gone to heaven, father will be proud of you, Ozwald."

"This is the difference between you and me, Maena. That's why you are not a qualified [Knight]."

"probably."

Maena looked at the broken steel with every crack clearly visible and sighed.

The flowing golden light flowed down from his wrist and wrapped around the long sword that had been filled with gaps in countless collisions. The light was extremely dazzling, but not hot and pure enough.

In contrast, the boiling flames shot straight into the sky, lighting up the darkened sky in the winter evening as if it were daytime.

[In Casimir, duels between knights are often decided based on pure skill and strength - but if Originium skills are used, it is a battle of faith]

Knights of the Round Table, fight to the death!Knights Major: 9 Anyway, let’s hang a tree on the loser first.

*17:05

"Although your recent results are good, I still hope you won't be complacent. After all, real combat and current training are two completely different things."