Can Arknights dream about the Knights of the Round Table?

"...There should be a village or something like that at the end of the route they came from; there might be people alive in it."

The reason why he said this was also the result of Ozwald's judgment based on the number of people and the luggage of the victims.After all, if dozens of people want to live in the cold northern Ursus, it is impossible for them to wander around in the snowstorm and hunger without even having a stronghold, imitating the nomadic practices of the prairie people.Moreover, it can be seen from the relics they carried that there were only adults and young people, not old people - Ozwald did not smell the unique body odor of the elderly from those; even those with the same low mobility There were not even a few children's clothes in sight.

This is not in line with the normal composition of a vulnerable group of people who cannot bear the pressure of life.Because frail old people and children with undeveloped physical abilities are often the most vulnerable wherever they are and should be the ones who should stay in groups the most.

Therefore, the nature of these people is not a simple migration, but an escape after leaving behind the old people who will hinder the team's ability to move... maybe due to lack of food resources, or perhaps under the pressure of the crazy Carters.Of course, the greater possibility is that it is both.

"I think we should go take a look. Metatron, maybe we can rescue a few."

"Even if there is a village, after this kind of monster appears, the probability of survivors is not high." Metatron asked: "Even so, do you still want to go?"

"of course."

The red dragon put his hand on the hilt of the long sword he got from Lao Linguang - he said that he would use this heroic sword to kill some evil heretics. Now that the time has come, he definitely did not rush into battle. The reason for escape.

"I am the serious leader of the Grand Knights of Casimir. It is my responsibility to protect the weak who cannot fight!"

"I knew you would say that~"

After whistling twice happily, Metatron showed a like-minded smile for Ozwald's decision:

"It seems like the two of us don't have to part ways just yet."

"And we can also take care of each other."

Ozwald smiled and nodded, and joked: "The only question is, is your oath not to kill these Carters, who look like ancestors, within the scope of the agreement?"

"I'm not that rigid yet, Ozwald."

After making an international friendly gesture towards the red dragon who was teasing him, Metatron removed the original rubber drum and filled his life gun with Rutland's Originium-engraved live ammunition.

Although this former papal gunslinger who has been retired for almost 20 years has tried to find those Crazy Carters dramas from multiple angles that can still be regarded as personal dramas... But no matter how you look at it, no matter how much you deceive yourself, you can know these things. They are already very common monsters!

"Then, let's compete with each other to see who can kill more? Lord Captain."

"It's a pity that I can only save more people than anyone else~~"

"Hahaha, that's a perfect comparison!"

Metatron laughed heroically;

Now, he felt more and more that the Drake named Ozwald might not just be a guiding link in the prophecy, but the true body of the prophecy he saw.

In this case, he will also do what God directs him to do.

With three hundred evil hearts, even Wuhuang is at a loss: 13 Adventures in the Snowfield IV

Ozwald and the others were almost hunting while looking for the small village.

After all, judging from the composition of the completely wiped out refugee team, after losing almost all the young and middle-aged workers, the old, weak, sick and disabled people in the settlement who were left to die would definitely face what they would face if they were still alive. Food scarcity crisis.

In view of this, Ozwald and Metatron will deliberately collect and store all the prey they can see as they move forward - anyway, with the physical strength of the two of them, the weight of two or three tons is nothing. burden.What's more, the red dragon created an ice sled to reduce the load.

Of course, this would inevitably slow down the action a bit; in addition, the location of the village may be far more remote than Ozwald and the others expected... Therefore, even after more than three days passed, it was already After walking deep into the northern limits of Ursus, and even encountering a few more crazy and more powerful Carters monsters, they still didn't notice the slightest trace of the so-called village or settlement.

"From a rational standpoint, I think we should stop here, Ozwald."

"But we haven't found the village yet. Meta."

"All the traces have been buried by the snowstorm. If we continue to search like this, it will be half the effort with half the effort."

Looking at the ice field in front of him where there was not even any vegetation in sight, and which was almost white and made it painful to the eyes, Metatron said in a deep voice:

"And if we continue to move forward, we will reach the outer lands that civilization cannot set foot on, the terrifying ice fields. By then, we may not only have to face those kind of Carters, but even evil spirits will appear. This will no longer be the same small group as before. This is just a little bit of a fight... We should go back regardless of circumstances, Oz."

Compared to the young Oswald, the Pope Gunslinger, who has rich experience and is more aware of the horrors of evil spirits, gave pertinent advice at this time.

However, while Sakota was speaking these words of advice about stopping and retreating, he was also watching Ozwald and his subsequent reply.

Although as he just said, retreating from the difficulties is the most correct decision both emotionally and rationally. If the red dragon makes this choice, Metatron will happily accept it and praise his decisiveness in decision-making.

But in terms of personal philosophy and perception, he still hopes to hear some unrealistic answers from the other party.

"If we don't actually see all of them dead, then we can't assume that they are all dead; as long as there is one person alive, it is worth saving."

Without any hesitation, Red Dragon simply replied: "To be fair, I've seen everything. You can't just leave them alone, right? Doing such a heartless thing will make me unable to eat at night!"

"...Thinking like yours, Ozward, is very rare even in Rutland, where we are connected and support each other."

The vast majority of existential thinkers are often unable to keep their feet on the ground as they are, and are blinded by their vast ideals and cannot see the suffering people around them, and even become perpetrators who use the idea of ​​salvation as an excuse;

Those who have the ability, but because their human power will eventually be exhausted, they can protect the people around them but are unable to reach the distance, so they are confused in the center of trouble... Even the four great heavenly ministers find it difficult to achieve such a pure act. action.Most of the time, it is motivated by the coexistence of good intentions and responsibility.

"As of now, I think you and our Pope should get along very well, and there are many common topics."

"Stop trying to put gold in my face, you angel of fun."

Ozwald snorted and used his Origin Stone skills to gather a fist-sized snowball and hit it on the back of Metatron's head: "Do you think I don't know? Even if I leave, you idiot Sakota You will also move forward, right?"

Metatron had no intention of denying this.

Because that's what he thinks.

Knowing clearly the danger of the evil spirit, he hopes to stop the red dragon with words, and then Metatron himself will continue on the next path alone.This would ensure the survival of this crucial person in the prophecy he had seen.

"After all, this is our duty as Sakota, to spread the gospel of God to the world. But excluding this point, I really can't be as pure as you, Oz [no unnecessary reasons, just want to help] ...This reminds me of our original saint in Lateran. In the dark ages before the city-state was established, perhaps he also led the people who were harmed by Sakaz with such 'natural' pure thoughts and goodwill. Our ancestors have overcome one difficulty after another.

Although you have slight flaws in aspects such as speech - of course these are innocuous details, and it shows that you don't like to be secretive.is a good thing.

how?Come to Rutland with me later?I will find friends to jointly recommend you to His Highness the Pope. "

"Hey!! I'm getting goosebumps. Just shut up, you stinking idiot, and stop teaching me your missionary power!"

Angry, Ozwald threw another snowball and poured it into Metatron's neck under control, causing the latter to tremble all over.But even if this is the case, Metatron will not give up the opportunity to encourage the red dragon with words.

"You really don't want to think about it? Your Excellency Gabriel, who is in charge of the Great Library and the Rescue Cross Society, is a very beautiful and gentle woman. When the time comes, you will not be able to kiss her..."

"Go to hell, you bitch; when did you think about being your matchmaker?!"

"Hahaha……"

For a time, the snow was filled with joyful air.

It's just that this kind of laughter sounds more like the vent you unconsciously seek under high pressure before an upcoming problem than a simple joke.

Whether it's Metatron or Ozwald, who has a sharper intuition, both of them are clearly aware of the fact, but they are absolutely unwilling to admit it——

[When it comes to issues related to demons, there is absolutely no possibility of relaxing the extremely tense spirit]

Even the Ursus Empire, which reached its peak of power under the rule of the late Emperor Vladimir Ivanovich, relied on elite troops such as powerful war wizards and heavily armored Wendigos, but it also suffered extremely heavy losses. Victory was barely achieved after suffering casualties.Although the Imperial Nightmare called the Emperor's Blade was obtained as a result, the pure-blooded Wendigo who claimed that three people could capture a city was not even a single one...

Therefore, this farce may be the last time they can have such a relaxed conversation.

With three hundred evil hearts, even the Crow Emperor is at a loss: 14 Evil Darkborn·Long-Eared One

Damn, I haven’t woken up yet?

Holding the spear, he stood on the dirt, his mind filled with confusion.I looked around. There was a stream at my feet and grass on the other side.Thick vegetation submerged the feet of the woods, just like the bones of the dead buried in the darkness underground, and something unknown seemed to project sight out from it.

Soon, my hunch came true.

A dark shadow jumped out of the jungle.I was so frightened that I took a step back and stepped into the stream at my feet.And the black shadow hit the mud in front of me with a bang.

I looked at the black shadow in surprise...or maybe it was a creature I didn't know.The terrifying creature was at least two and a half meters tall, with brown and almost black hair all over its body. The arc-long organs protruding from the top of its head were like Carters' ears. There was murderous intent hidden in its dark eyes, and two bullets were exposed from its mouth. The front teeth are like the claws of a wild beast, abrupt but highly aggressive.

This... what is this?

I couldn't help but ask myself, but fear soon took over my ability to think.

Screams reached my ears, and a man was pressed under the Carters creature...a man who seemed to be familiar to me.While I was surprised, the Carters creature raised its ax that came from nowhere and slashed wildly at the man beneath it.

Bang!Blood splattered and the sound of bones breaking was heard.

Bang bang!Blood splattered and my body was dyed red.

Bang bang bang!Blood splattered, and when I came to my senses, the man was no longer screaming.I gasped tremblingly, and the creature lowered its axe, and then pointed its black eyes directly at me.

For a moment, I didn't know how to react.

But it knew what to do. The Carters creature stood up, its long legs stretched out from under its fur, and stood up straight.Only then did I realize that it had been in a crouching position before, and I also realized that my life was being threatened at this moment.

I ran away, and the Carters creature rushed up with an ax covered in flesh and blood fragments.But I seem to have a gun, I seem to have a gun... I feel like I should have a gun?

No, not right.

…It’s time for me to wake up.

2.

I woke up with a start.

Pain?Yes, my feet hurt.The confusion was like a pool, and my brain was immersed in it. For a while, I didn't even know where I was.

Lying on my back made me realize that I was in bed, and then there was the familiar ceiling, the familiar room, and the familiar cold feeling.I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized what had just happened - my foot was raised unconsciously and hit the end of the bed hard.

"hiss--"

I put my feet back into the quilt, stood up sideways and started rubbing them.

When is it?Is it time to get up?I thought to myself.Then, a male shout came from outside the house, calling me.

"Anai! Get up, it's time to go hunting!"

"What time is it?" I shouted confusedly outside the house, and the man told me that it was almost noon.

I got up from the nest and put on the burlap clothes.The shag coat next to the pillow was brought by me from an old woman in the village a few years ago. Her old man was eaten by a monster on the ice field at that time. After that, he felt that the clothes were no longer needed, so he kindly gave some to the villagers.I feel cold today, so it’s hard to put them on.

After getting dressed, he picked up his throwing gun and barrel and walked out of the house.As soon as he opened the door, he saw a familiar Ursus man leaning against the house, rubbing his hands.

That's my neighbor Lars, my friend in the village.

In a village where there are fewer and fewer people in their prime, we can be companions.Lars has some books brought from outside. He knows some words and is happy to read those books. When we chat, I can hear some knowledge from his mouth that I don’t understand——

'wrong.wrong.

That didn't.do you know...'

These are the words I hear the most.

It's just that I haven't studied and I'm too lazy to study, so I didn't let Lars teach me how to read.

After working during the day, it is my pleasure to go to his house and listen to his chatter to pass the time, which is why I am willing to be friends with him.

"It's time to be safe."

I looked at the sky and saw that the sun was about to reach the center.Lars and I trotted towards the outside of the village.

"It's very cold today?"

"Winter is coming soon." Lars said: "That guy Alang has organized people to go first. We can't plant vegetables in the long night, so we need to store more. The people in the village have to unite to survive the winter. At least we can do it today. I need to bring one back."

"you're right."

Nodding in response, I can certainly understand this point.

Because they are basically weak people who have fled here because they have no choice, there are fewer young people in this village and most of them are old people. The old people can help to some extent with tasks such as planting vegetables, but hunting in winter is difficult. We have to rely on those of us who still have some strength - not only for ourselves, but also for everyone in the village to add a morsel of food.

Only by helping each other can this village of refugees, rooted in an extreme environment, continue to exist.

After spending more than ten minutes, Lars and I jogged all the way to the lush forest in the mountains outside the village.As winter approaches, some animals will come out to forage for the winter. What we like most are the wild deer in the forest, the four-meter-tall giant bear, and the giant rock crab... But unlike the Lupus, they are better at forming groups. Alang had organized a large number of manpower in advance for the operation. Lars and I could only target animals smaller than wild deer. Facing big guys like bears and even rock crabs, we would become the other's prey. .

So we have to carefully avoid large predators while searching for our prey in dangerous mountain forests.

Lars was in charge of hunting in the beginning, and I was in charge of keeping an eye out for giant creatures nearby.After waiting for a while, I switched to hunting, and Lars was responsible for keeping watch.

After hunting for a long time, the sun also left its noon position.

But the scarce light and heat failed to dispel the coldness in the air. White smoke came out of my mouth, and I felt a little impatient.The same was true for Lars. His frown made his expression stiffer and his steps became heavier.

"...so quiet."

Suddenly, Lars smacked his lips unconsciously.But my face changed because of it.

Indeed, even if it is winter, some animals in the mountains and forests will come out to look for food during the day in order to survive.But as Lars said, the forest we were in was too quiet. There were no traces of wild animals, no stirring of the breeze, and even the rustling in the woods sounded because we were moving.

Uneasy feelings arose in Lars and I's hearts.

——Because he and I... and even all the villagers living in the village know what kind of danger exists outside the village.

In this magical land of ice beyond the snow in the north, where even the picket dogs have no courage to set foot, there are countless legendary extraterrestrial monsters with thousands of hands and hundreds of eyes wandering around.

Especially in the cities near the edge, there is an existence called "Ear", which threatens everyone living in the village.

——The so-called 'ear' is a monster passed down orally by the villagers.Some people say that they are mindless Carters, because they have long ears on their heads and will crazily eat up all the humanoids in sight. The human bones and torn corpses found in the wild from time to time are strong proof. one.