Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

"An easy victory, but why are you so worried?" Cambrien looked at the captain in front of him who was responsible for the planning of this operation. The latter had not said anything for a long time.

"Just thinking about the next question." Hetty answered concisely.

It is different from the situation where everyone was fully invested in the school inspection results during the Qicheng period; because the original intention of the Red Dragon when it came to Xiaoqiu County this time was not a high-profile operation, it was just based on the premise of "possibly needed" that it brought a few people with it. , which resulted in a fundamental shortage of manpower involved in such a major event as now;

How to stop the entangled dispute between the garrison, the deep pool, and the people of Tara will be a thorny and time-consuming problem.

If their master wants to regain the land in Xiaoqiu County that originally belonged to the Red Dragon Clan, then in Hetty's current view, it would be best to let Britain stop here for a while and conduct relatively detailed post-war treatment. There are necessary things - maybe Drake's influence is no longer what it used to be, but in general it is still a good strategy that reaps far more than it pays.

It's a pity that because a madman ordered the bombardment of the city, the army that originally represented the task of "maintenance of public security" was completely reduced from dereliction of duty to a "saboteur" that is no different from the deep pool or even worse... Otherwise, this matter It would be easy to do.

"It's because of people like you that Victoria becomes like this."

Rarely during the mission, his emotions took control of his body. The red dragon's guards, who were reborn after the ceremony, waved their swords and entered the battle right after the white wolf in the flowing lightning.

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"You will pay for what you have done! Colonel Hamilton!"

The shelling shield had been temporarily removed when he entered the command room, and he drew out the horn of a close combat sword and launched a violent rainstorm of attacks at the garrison commander in front of him, and angrily denounced the crimes he had committed.

"What did I do? I successfully defeated Victoria's enemies and won us a rare victory."

Although he was already dwindling under the incoming attack, and if it weren't for the fact that the opponent planned to capture him alive and take him to a military court for prosecution, he would have been torn apart by the angry white wolf within five rounds of the meeting, but Hamilton's The mouth is still as solid as a rock, even compared to D32 steel, the perfect thing in metal materials science at the time.

"I am about to lead our troops to victory in this hateful invasion!"

"Victory? Huh? Are you kidding me? Do you really think you're going to win?"

"Isn't it? The scum that originally occupied the city hall and other important facilities have been cleared away; Scamandros, you have heard that our soldiers are taking back the city little by little."

"..."

Due to the other party's words, Horn's face was instantly distorted.

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should be angry or laugh.

These two conflicting and contradictory emotions actually stopped her offensive, allowing Colonel Hamilton, who was about to capture it, to get some breathing space again.

Considering that the courses involving combat skills at the Royal Guards Academy are related to psychological offensive, so if this is really what Hamilton did deliberately, then Rita Scamanderos admitted that this verbal attack was too much. The Royal Guards School should award this master a medal of honor, and introduce this battle into the textbooks, making it a timeless teaching material in practical combat skills classes, so that many soldiers of the new generation and even the future can learn it. The ability to gain some advantage over Victoria Legend's White Wolf is a must.

Unfortunately, the only flaw is that this self-righteous, extreme, and arrogant outstanding student did not graduate from the Victoria Guards School ().

"Do you think you have defended Xiaoqiu County? It's unreasonable! Do you know how many innocent people died because of your mouth?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I understand, you are still thinking about those civilians."

His brows furrowed, but they soon relaxed; Hamilton's expression suddenly became clear, and he immediately sneered disdainfully at White Wolf's words:

"I say it again, Scamandros, this is a war and no victory is without bloodshed."

"Stop making such high-sounding nonsense, you bastard. When you ordered the artillery battalion to hide arms and secretly manufacture dirty bombs, the ghost troops had not even entered Xiaoqiu County! Your target has always been the local residents!!"

It is no longer possible to control one's emotions;

The long hair that had been stripped of its color danced wildly without the wind, and the white wolf, which had even crushed the handle of the weapon in his hand, even ignored the bullets that fell on him and roared amidst the splashes of blood. A punch landed firmly on Hamilton's face.

Huge force exploded the moment the fists came into contact, making the colonel's body fly backwards like a cannonball and embedded itself in the wall, destroying the carefully crafted solid alloy walls of the command room. It was severely dented and damaged by the collision.

But she was still angry.

Therefore, after just a brief pause, the White Wolf, who had finished accumulating strength again, trampled the floor beneath his feet, and at a speed that was almost invisible, he gave Hamilton a swift kick on his chest and abdomen!

This blow completely destroyed the overwhelmed structure, allowing him to pass through the corridor from the command room, break open the closed door, and fly into another room.

"We have fought tooth and nail for years to keep Victoria safe and secure. And you? In just one afternoon, you destroyed the efforts of countless people."

"Colonel Hamilton, you are the guy who caused unacceptable losses to Victoria! The ghost army is nothing compared to the damage you caused!!"

"...Ahem, what about yourself? Scamanderos."

Lying paralyzed on various fragmentary objects, Hamilton felt the pain of shattering from all the bones in his body; if nothing else, his internal organs were also severely ruptured.

The blood that flowed back from the stomach cavity crossed the esophagus and overflowed in the mouth; a small part even choked into the trachea, causing him to cough violently and basically cost him half his life.

But while his orifices were bleeding, Colonel Hamilton looked through the open door of the room and looked at the white wolf with red eyes and murderous intent walking out of the breach in the wall, as well as two other non-Storm members wearing armor behind her. Showing ridicule:

"Look at yourself, Scamandros; before the ghost troops that prompted you to come here and troubled me, you had already led outsiders to break through our defenses; ha, what an irony, being Considered a role model by countless soldiers and a legend in the military, Victoria’s White Wolf turned out to be an accomplice of the invaders.”

"Are you kidding me?! Hamilton! You're a guy with a new concept. Don't think you can pretend to be innocent and point fingers at me after you take it off."

Hamilton did not answer the white wolf's words. He just looked at the red-haired Vaivan warrior wearing golden scales and asked with hatred and disgust in his heart:

"Tell me, shameful traitor; who are you working for?"

From the conversation between this woman and another person, he learned that the other person was also a Victorian.But that Britain and the style of this armor were not owned by Victoria.

"Who is your master? The pink feather from Kazdare who occupies the magpie's nest? Those stubborn bastards from Gaul who are obsessed with daydreaming every day? Or maybe it's the trash from Ursus or somewhere else? How much money did they pay you to betray your country?”

"On the contrary, unlike idiots who indulge in paranoia without realizing it, I serve the true Lord of Victoria."

Speaking indifferently, Vaifan stepped forward and stabbed his sword blade directly into Hamilton's right shoulder blade. Not only did he destroy his attempted attack that had no chance of working, it also made him pay for his words. cost.

"We (we) are the scales adorning His Majesty, the extension of his will and claws, and the blood guards protected by him."

Hamilton was initially dismissive of this.

After all, in the past few years and more than ten years as a garrison commander suppressing riots, similar guys have become commonplace.Those traitors and invaders usually use similar banners and give their hidden leaders strange names... In the end, they will all be destroyed by Victoria's sharp blade.

But he soon discovered the problem.

Whether it is the equipment that is incomparable to that of the Stormtrooper captain or other aspects, it fully proves that Vaifan is a Victorian non-commissioned officer who has received a systematic education, or at least a former non-commissioned officer; She should be well aware of the overall gap between Victoria, now the continent's largest hegemon after defeating Gaul, and any other force, even Ursa, which was at its peak under the rule of Vladimir Ivanovich decades ago. There is still a huge gap between Sri Lanka and Victoria.

Not to mention it is a small rebel force that is not popular. Even if you are made an emperor, it is far less attractive than being promoted in Victoria - in fact, the more important a person is to his own country, the more attractive he is. The more knowledgeable Victorians are, the more they should know exactly what makes you stand tall in front of others with your head held high.

In this case, who is the Lord of Victoria in Vaifan's mouth?

Thinking of this, Hamilton's body trembled slightly.

Then, under the horn's puzzled gaze, he widened his eyes and stared at the red-haired Vaifan, from her helmet to the armor on her body, the weapons in her hands, and even the scales on her armor. The texture...every one and every detail is scrutinized with utmost care.

At the same time, he was also trying to replay in his mind the details about this man from his appearance to the present; especially, the temperature that continued to rise during the fierce battle turned some fragile metals into deadly Steam or something...

"...Hell, I should have thought of...this ancient way of fighting."

Hamilton remembered the name of the land he now stood on.

Hamilton remembered the history of the half side of the national emblem of the country where he was born.

That's why that woman claimed that people like her were the scales of her master, that's why she said she was a guard of blood...that's why she said she served Victoria's real master! !

"Not a steam [knight], but a real... [steam armor]..."

"But it's impossible!"

He lost his voice over his thoughts.After all, that kind of thing was officially declared extinct 20 years ago.

But, if it weren't for that kind of existence; who would create a new blood circulation method that can only be accomplished through specific Origin Stone skills and huge risks? This kind of ritual has long existed only in ancient libraries. What about things?

This is quite logical, isn't it?

"Yes? Who is it!? Edward Atrias? Or Ozwald Artoris? Or..."

Hamilton aimlessly guessed at the names of the members who would be available for inquiry after the empty ruins were opened as memorial sites.

He tried hard to recall the names of those who might have had power when the Linmai Royal Court was still in his distant memory.

However, this unfounded and wide-casting net did not last long, and Hamilton's consciousness was taken away by pain.

"Gu——ahhhhhh!!!"

The man screamed, but could not wake himself up from the nightmare; his eyes seemed to be oppressed by white electric balls, making Colonel Hamilton feel that every nerve in his body from his hair to his toes was there. They all stood upright at the violent roar that only he could hear.

"Shut up, moth, I won't allow you to speculate any more; being mentioned by someone like you is the greatest insult to my king."

And this also became the last answer that the garrison commander could hear and stay after his eardrum ruptured, and the center of his consciousness was shrouded in a sense of explosion.

Triggered by the Origin Stone skill, the rolling thunder liquid obtained by manipulating the gift of dragon blood in the body was continuously injected into Colonel Hamilton's body by Hetty along the long sword that pierced the shoulder blade.

Of course, to be honest, unlike some out-of-spec cubs, for normal people, the God-given talent of Source Stone skills is always a bottom-line skill that needs to be carefully considered and used cautiously. Therefore, when the battle has been decided, the winner will be After losing, you shouldn't unleash it on the loser who has no power to fight back. It would be too wasteful.

But she doesn't mind spending this precious and solemn power on the idiot in front of her, letting him pay a deserved price before facing his destined death, and taste the suffering of the innocent people who died because of him. In case of pain.

Therefore, she carefully controlled the input of power from beginning to end, ensuring that she could continue to inflict pain on the nerves as much as possible without burning these delicate little guys that caused pain.

After a long while, Vaifan withdrew his attention from the "living thing" with billowing white smoke all over his body, and pointed at the silent horn together with the drawn sword.

"Next, it's your turn, Aslan's fan."

"Through this idiot's mouth, you now know our identity, but because my lord allowed your old enemy to live in the future, I will not take action here... But if you want to fulfill your duties for your big cat master , then I will also show what Dragon Emperor Scales should do."

"How will you choose? White Wolf."

Stirring the Pool: 19 Dragon Emperor's Guards

It is unimaginable that such a thing could happen.

It has been declared extinct, and even the former royal court has been opened to the public as a very commemorative museum attraction for people to watch... Such an ancient but glorious clan, and his followers, have once again appeared in people's sights. In the field of vision.

Isn't this really a bizarre drunken dream?

Rita Scamandros asked herself this question again and again in her heart.

But no matter how unbelievable it is, everything in front of you is real - the hard touch of the building fragments caused by the battle damage still hurts the feet through the boots, the air is filled with the burnt smell of gunpowder and blood, and the residue lingers in the ears. The distant roar of artillery... These complex and disordered senses all tell us that everything seen and heard is the conclusive truth.

"So, the person in the banquet hall that day...the gentleman with white hair, huge horns, and red eyes, is your master of Britain? The one who has established a new royal court, Your Highness?"

Sluggish and dry, the young white wolf struggled to ask in a hoarse voice.

At this moment, she finally understood why the white Vaifan (Drake) at that time said those ambiguous and subtle words, and where the inexplicable feeling of familiarity in her heart came from.

Although Rita still does not remember more details at that time; as a member of the Talon family under her old enemy, she should indeed have been led by her parents to identify the faces of the members of the dragon group and taught them when she was young. Maintain respect for these kings... and remember the fact that they are enemies.

"So, you are serious about what Colonel Hamilton said, that ancient legend..."

Looking at the silent scale warrior in front of him, seemingly acquiescing, Horn's eyes became more complicated.

As supporters of their respective masters, her family and the other party can be regarded as benchmarks, so the information White Wolf knows is completely different from Hamilton.

Compared to the latter who can only rely on today's books and legends to intimidate people from the afterlife; as enemies, they can be said to have seriously researched and collected the operating mechanisms of the ancient rituals used by the dragons.

——It can be understood as a mutation caused by specially regulating the direction; with the help of a large amount of dragon blood that is imported into the body to replace itself, and induced by Drac's Origin Stone technology to control life phenomena, the recipient of the ritual is in a [Drac-like state] for a long time. Physical condition】medium.

The soldiers transformed in this way will have certain characteristics of the red dragon, and will emit fireless high temperatures during battle; and because before coming into contact with the enemy, the first thing affected is the armor and peripherals worn by oneself, among which the melting point Lower substances will be burned and evaporated in this high temperature into steam that is quite lethal to living organisms, and this is also the historical origin of Victoria's ancient [Steam Armor].

But the problem is, this transformation is not as good as it sounds.

The first is the common problem of all "creations", the problem of success rate; the unstable mutation spawned by this ancient secret method, the success rate is actually not high.Moreover, the "people with dragon blood" are not the real Drak after all, and being in a state of combat for a long time also has a huge burden on them - there are many people in history who died of their own heat.

And even for an adult Drac who is proficient in operating Origin Stone skills, it is a huge consumption to exchange and control a person's blood for a long time until he can generate and circulate this secondary dragon blood by himself... plus this This method itself does not enhance the hard power of the ritual recipients, but only gives them a dangerous characteristic.

The above-mentioned shortcomings were fine before the distant city-state era, and they were used as subordinates of relatives; but with the advancement of technology and the development of better equipment and weapons, this characteristic can be perfectly replaced by powered armor. He lost it, so he changed from [Steam Armor] to a [Knight] wearing steam armor.

Even when the Royal Court of Drac was still there, such ancient ritual creations had not been made for nearly 200 years; even the Royal Court of Aslan and their White Wolf family no longer regarded this kind of 'historical creation' as a possibility. The imaginary enemies that need to be faced are included in the countermeasure training.

Yes, historical relics, [Steam Armor] can only be regarded as such in today's Victoria, and will eventually become an existence that is difficult to even imagine as time progresses... at least that's how it should be.

But what I saw in front of me subverted my understanding.

The [Steam Armor] that is now in front of him has no defects like the finished products in the past. It releases high temperatures unscrupulously in continuous battles. It is far more efficient and powerful than any outstanding technological object today, and is enough to melt quickly. It shed a lot of metal, but it didn't bother him at all - whether it was armor made with the help of more advanced technology, or relying on its own strength, this Vaifan has overcome the original fatal flaw of the unit.

In addition, her strength is also very high.

As the daughter of Count White Wolf, Rita Scamandros is definitely not a weakling, otherwise she would not have become the captain of one of Victoria's only six stormtroopers at such a young age; and was previously the adjutant. When Hill was surrounded by people, he could confidently say that it would take no time for one person to annihilate the opponent.

But when the identity and alignment of Vaifan were revealed and he drew his sword... Rita felt a fatal threat.Even if you try your best, you are not very sure of victory.

If this was just a special case of one person, that would be fine.

But the key point is that the word used by the other party in the previous communication with Hamilton was in the plural, saying "we"...that is to say, the existence of the other party is not an individual case, but exists in a relatively collective way.

There is no way to infer how many there are specifically, but if it can exceed one or two hundred, or even more...

Then, this will be equivalent to Ursus's [Emperor's Blade], Great Flame's [Customs], Casimir's [Silver Spear Pegasus]... and the like; surpassing the Stormtroopers, it will make up for what Victoria has lacked so far. The military branch that holds the position of the country's highest armed force.

"How on earth did Drac transform something that was originally worthless into something like this? Did he become a soldier by bloodletting without working 24 hours a day? Or could he not only greatly improve his strength, but also increase his success rate? Already?"

The horn was thinking with a gloomy expression, and was a little undecided for a moment. ,

But the other party won't wait for her too long.

"How do you choose? Aslan's supporters. Following the loyalty passed down by your bloodline, you draw your sword against us at this moment?"