Arknights, but the sickly pretty girl starts

The Blood Knight raised the blood blade in his hand high. For some reason, Margaret had a feeling that this blow - perhaps, it would be the Blood Knight's last blow.

Margaret even felt a little regretful. She didn't know when she would have such a thrilling battle again.

But before the end, Margaret had to block the attack. This was also a way of respecting the Blood Knight. Even if she knew that the other party's body could no longer bear the burden, she had to give the Blood Knight the final respect.

Blood coagulated, and the Blood Knight's blood blade shimmered with a translucent brilliance. Under the light source at the scene, the blood blade, so deep that it almost turned into black and red, looked even a little terrifying.

No... it's not because of blood coagulation that it turns black and red, but the blood in the Blood Knight's body... has begun to turn black, which is a sign that his body is about to collapse.

This is really the final blow.

It is the final blow of the Dusk Knight, the last test of the Radiant Knight, who symbolizes the future, by the Blood Knight, who is rooted in reality.

what is this?

It's blood, the blood of the infected on this land—

It is red.

Like everyone present here, the color of the blood flowing in your veins is the same, that is crimson, the red that symbolizes life.

The infected are the same as you.

It's the same!

There was no sound, no roar, but Margaret understood that this was what he was shouting.

Same, we are all the same.

Margaret clenched the sword and spear in her hands. The heat from her body caused the wounds on her body to bleed again. The blood seeped into the armor made of Tianhui Dragon material. The armor that absorbed the golden blood seemed to be reviving at this time. She was shining with golden light and was also covered in bright red blood.

She is not a descendant of God's people, she is a knight who stands with millions of people and with the infected.

It is to walk ahead of everyone, not above everyone.

knight.

"I heard your voice," Margaret silently gathered her Originium skills. The sudden silence in the arena hushed the audience's cheers for a moment. It was as if speaking would shatter this rare peace, but Noya, controlling the emotions of the arena, knew perfectly well that this was the calm before the storm. It was like the receding tide before a tsunami, like the moment of calm before the explosion.

She took a deep breath and prayed inwardly.

"Margaret... next -"

To win what you deserve—

That is the nobility that eliminates all discrimination, inequality, and even eliminates all standpoints.

A knight is a noble being who illuminates the entire earth.

The collision was a collision between weapons, followed by shattering. Whether it was the Blood Knight's Blood Blade or the Radiant Knight's Sword and Spear, they shattered directly at that moment, unable to withstand the power of two knights. Even if reinforced to this extent, they were just ordinary weapons.

Unless she had the Yaoyang sword and spear in her hand, the sword and spear in Margaret's hand would have been shattered - but unfortunately, the sword and spear were not by her side.

The weapons of both sides shattered, and everything seemed to disappear into thin air in an instant.

The Blood Knight suddenly smiled. His helmet had shattered, revealing half of his face. "Happy! This is the first time I've felt that a knight's competition can actually make people feel happy."

"……Yeah?"

"I suddenly thought of my hometown, the white buildings surrounding the blue lake. At the end of the road was a row of blue fences and a pot of jasmine."

The air was filled with the rusty smell of blood evaporated by Margaret's light, as well as the temperature and will of blood.

This time, it was probably the first time that the Blood Knight felt that he was not fighting for survival.

In this battle, he felt something he had never felt before in this arena.

"Knight Yao, I want to know how you became so powerful?"

Knight Yao didn't answer immediately. She simply looked up and behind her, at the silent audience—Zofia, Maria, the old knight, the old craftsman, Old Martin, Shining, Nightingale, the Doctor, Amiya, who all supported her. Unconsciously, she had already been followed by so many people. But her gaze continued upwards, towards the highest viewing platform, at the girl who seemed to be praying.

"...Because, behind me," Margaret replied, "I have witnessed countless tragedies. I have seen cities crumble in natural disasters, the infected slaughter innocent civilians, and burn the bodies in piles as a warning."

"I've seen poor people being bullied and played with by bounty hunters, and I've seen parents selling their young children in exchange for uncontaminated food and water."

For some reason, Margaret's words, though not picked up, resonated in everyone's mind, as if spoken in everyone's ears.

Of course, it was Noah who had planned all this - she conveyed Margaret's words completely to every audience member.

They always want to know why that Radiant Knight is Radiant Knight.

They always have to know!

"I've seen a lot of suffering and darkness that I couldn't even imagine in Casimir. But I've also seen a group of people... crawling forward in the midst of suffering."

"I am not alone, Blood Knight."

Margaret looked the Blood Knight squarely in the eye and responded.

"...After seeing all this clearly, do you still choose to return to Casimir and rekindle your narrow ideals?"

"Yes."

"...Then you are no longer narrow-minded."

The exhausted body was touched by these words, and strength once again radiated from the body. This was the power born from squeezing out everything from him.

The two men now have no weapons, so what is left?

It's will.

"Final blow, Brilliant Knight." The Blood Knight once again focused his Originium skills, ignoring the pain in his body. "...Come on, there's no need to delay the outcome. Thinking is the right of the victor."

"Blood Knight Dikaiopolis, you are a great knight." Margaret stretched out her hand, and the light condensed, gathered, and solidified in her palm, turning into a sword and spear shining with golden light.

Dikaiopolis also clasped his hands on the newly solidified blood blade. As his heart beat, he became more and more certain that this was his final blow.

"...and it will be an honor for all of Casimir if I can compete with you."

"Margaret Linguang, the family motto is 'Don't be afraid of hardship and darkness'."

"(Minoan) Today, I will no longer have to enjoy peace alone!"

Every word is like a brand, like a seed, falling into the hearts of those who see this game, taking root, sprouting, and will it bloom into a flower?

Noah didn't know, but what she knew was...she might really see hope.

-

"How dazzling... Margaret's brilliance shines even brighter than before. Losing her would be a great regret for Silver Spear," Silver Spear Pegasus muttered to himself. "But judging by this... she is ultimately a rebel."

"There are always some stubborn but amazing people in the Linguang family. Isn't that right, Maenna?"

“…” Mainna, who appeared next to Ms. Russell, was called by her. Not only was she called here, but there was also something she had to let him know.

"The Silver Spear Pegasus are undoubtedly the strongest chapter in Casimir, but there is another chapter that many people in Casimir don't know about—but it is the most elite chapter in Casimir. They should have been your team—"

"I know that this war group is now... outside the Grand Knight Territory, applying to enter the city."

"Do you think I should agree?"

"...Are you asking me this? I have nothing to do with this chapter."

"But who else can I ask besides you?" Ms. Russell inquired. "That team was once led by that person. And now, her daughter is in the spectator seats. No, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it the execution platform."

“…This is her own choice.”

"Is that the only answer you have?"

"I... never answered anything," Maenna responded. "And I never made any promises, Grandmaster."

"Haha... Indeed, honor is of no importance to a ranger." Russell stared at him. "Go save her."

"..."

-

After a long confrontation, the light dissipated, and the light that reached the sky once illuminated the night sky.

The entire stadium was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. They stood up almost at the same time and just waited silently for the result.

But those who really understand know that there is no suspense about the outcome this time.

But the entire Grand Knight Territory seemed to have fallen into silence. This might be the quietest moment in the entire Grand Knight Territory, even quieter than when the big partition was broken.

But the first thing that broke the silence was a melodious horn outside the stadium, rising from the tattered night sky to the sky.

—That’s a compliment, Casimir.

A hero has risen.

The hero has fallen.

Two heroes, two knights, two pioneers, light ultimately prevailed over blood—

The Blood Knight, nearly exhausted, stared at the girl before him. "Will you stay in Casimir? Will you keep the lighthouse burning for a long time?"

"When I return to my homeland, I'm ready. No running away."

“…She’ll be lonely.”

"……I know."

That crimson figure eventually collapsed like a mountain.

But no one would laugh at his fall. His strength had been imprinted in everyone's eyes. No one would despise the loser. There really were glorious losers.

The Blood Knight now lives up to the title of hero.

People only pay tribute to heroes, and at this point he has surpassed himself - he is no longer a hero of the infected, but a hero of Casimir.

At this moment, Viviana's eyes were already filled with tears. This was what a knight was.

The Blood Knight stared at the sky. He could no longer move. The blow that shattered Margaret's sword and spear was originally his last blow. In the end, he had to drain everything he had to collide with Margaret.

He looked up at the sky—he remembered his first sight of the night sky over Casimir during the Great Partition.

The starry sky still twinkled, but was obscured by the neon lights of Casimir.

"You win, Radiant Knight."

He still held the weapon that was almost impossible to solidify into a shape, but when he fell, someone pulled him back.

"...What are you doing?" The Blood Knight looked at Margaret in disbelief as she held up his body. "...A victor shouldn't help a loser."

"There are no losers here... Blood Knight. No, Dikaeopolis," Margaret responded. "There are only knights worthy of respect."

The outcome has been decided.

When the Radiant Knight supported the Blood Knight and prevented him from falling, she had already won.

The Knight of Glory, Margaret Linguang.

Won this victory.

Cheers resounded through the sky.

"...I don't think I can go on the mission, right?" Monique looked at the members of the No Helmet Alliance who had fallen all around her, and wiped the wound on her face in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

"It's obvious that I won't let you touch a hair on the Linguang family's child."

"You are truly... an arrogant knight."

Monique originally thought that Roy could at least complete the task, but Roy's situation didn't seem to be much better than his.

wow-

The only knights that could enter this city should be the Silver Spear Pegasus, right?

But who is this knight with a shield and a cross engraved on his epaulettes?

"Nice to meet you, Roland, of the Knights Hospitaller." The visitor bowed politely. "The Grandmaster only allowed me to enter the city alone. I had no choice. However, I'm only a doctor. I don't have the power of those knights, so please don't struggle too much."

"...Letting a second Knight Order member enter the city? Is it necessary for the Supervisor to do so?"

"This isn't the Grandmaster's command, because we don't need one." Roland shook his head. "We are the Hospitaller Knights. Before the new Knight Commander arrives, we're just a group of guerrillas. We're simply returning home to visit our family—and to see the Commander's daughter."

"...Can I take this to mean that you want to keep me here... or get rid of me?"

"I just want you to stay and chat with me, but if you insist—I can break your leg. Believe me, I'm also an excellent bone-setter."

...The Knights Medical?

Does Casimir have this knightly order?

No...I think I've heard of it.

——It is true that during the Uka War there was a knight order that had no number and was not even theoretically part of Casimir’s organization.