Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

And at this time, at the line of defense of the patriots.

"Protect Captain!! Never let those heavenly dog mongrels get close to him!! Shield Guard!! Advance!!! "

The shield guards are still forming an insurmountable fortified city in front of the patriot, and the patriot is at the very center of the fortified city at this time, he was originally the core of this strong city, but he was close to motionless.

Huh-huh....

A large amount of source stone dust visibly fell from his body, like falling snow that belonged to Wendigo alone.

......

Are you going to die? Bodjo Casti?

How many battles have you fought in your life, Bozokasty, are you going to fall here?

Will even the strongest warriors fall in a certain battle?

No, that's not right.

...... Patriot, how could you die?

You haven't even waited for the Demon King who will grant you death....

Or is ore disease the most terrible devil in the world?

————————————————

......

"Son, read fewer books like this, and your energy should be spent elsewhere.

"Why, Dad, this is all useful knowledge, although most of their writers are from Casimir, but I think that in words and music, there are no borders.

"These are books that will allow mutants to live a better life, and they have value. "】

【“...... I don't know what to say, son, but... This may not be a good thing.

["I will insist, no matter what, I will insist, ah... Dad, you... What to do? For the first time, I saw you come to my study wearing a full suit of armor and a large halberd. "】

【“...... I'm going to war, son, the Empire and Casimir are clashing on the border, emergency dispatch.

["Dad, how many more battles do you have to fight... The battle of Usas... Did you really finish fighting..."[

... Son, I am a soldier of Usas, and it is natural that soldiers obey military orders, and Usas must advance his national strength in the war, otherwise he will go to destruction.

"It's good that you fight for mutants, but... This is not what the Empire wants to see, you have such thoughts ... I am happy...... It's just that I'm afraid that one day I will hurt you..."

["But Dad, look at these people, what did these mutants do, they didn't do anything wrong, Grandma Brenda next door to us, she even contracted ore disease to help an officer, and as a result, she was arrested the next day!" And the one who executed her was the officer! There is no hesitation and softness!

["Why do mutants have to die?" Even life is better than death, what have they done wrong, they are just patients! Is it really right for the Empire to do this? Father? "】

【“...... Son, maybe not right, but the empire, stronger than you, until you can defeat it, he is right ... Son. "】

【“...... Dad, is being strong right?

"Yes... Son, strong is right, because the weak who think he is wrong are all destroyed.

["Dad... I hate this kind of world..."[

"Son, you hate something, mostly because you don't have the ability to change such things, disgust comes mostly from incompetence, incompetence comes from weakness, and we are back to the starting position.

"- I will find a way to save the mutants, I will go to the Castle St. Petersburg in the center of the empire, I will go to the most prosperous city of Enkot in the empire, I will go to Chernoberg, the most frontier of the empire, I will go there to give speeches and unite the mutants. "】

【“...... I won't let you go, you're looking for your own death, Grozvall, my son, the empire is not something you can imagine, the skills I taught you, you haven't learned it all.

["Dad, I'm not afraid, I don't want to be so muddy again, what you taught me, I remember by heart, but mutants can't wait, they don't have time, Dad!

["This year the Grand Duke of Baikal will reduce everything about the mutants, everything! What a miserable life for the mutants in Usas is that the mutant pickets will even literally put them on the fire and roast them!

"Do you remember my friend Ekteau?" Just because he was found to be a mutant of ore disease, he was beaten to death on the bridge by the mutant picket with a club!!

["Don't you also like his poetry?" Aren't you also reciting aloud at night... Crying with joy?

"He's dead, Dad! He died on that bridge, the place where he first published his psalms! And now it has become a grave where the malice of the empire crushed him to death!

["No one but poets, except literature, has the qualifications to let him die!

["The order of the so-called mutant of the empire is nothing more than a villain who has intruded into our lives!

"They shouldn't have been treated like this, I'm going to help them get it back!"] "】

【“...... (The patriot did not say a word and turned away.) "

I will do it! Father! I will unite the mutants! They deserve to fight for their rightful rights! Please! Please turn back!! Father!! "】

......

Things are always impermanent.

The Patriot never returned, Casimir's war was far harder than he had imagined, and during the Great Rebellion, the Patriot's son, the Wendigo scholar, Grozwal, had been campaigning for the rights of the mutants.

He also still believes that his father is still a pawn of Usas, and the relationship between father and son is becoming increasingly estranged.

Grozvall's speech quickly attracted the attention of the upper echelons, some of whom saw Grozvall as provoking Usas's state policy, while others believed that it helped ease tensions between mutants and non-mutants.

To put it bluntly, these two groups of people are just different vested interests, and Grozvall has been active for a long time, and the tug-of-war at the top of the empire allows him to survive in the cracks.

Until that day comes.

The mutants' struggle for rights became more and more violent, and the Usas Empire had to send troops to suppress it.

And on that day, the halberd thrown by the patriot from afar pierced his son's chest and crucified him under the bell tower of Fort St. Petersburg, and if it were not for Wendigo's physique, the patriot would not even have found the complete body of his son.

He didn't say anything to it, it seemed to be a simple counterinsurgency mission, and his son was just on the list as a [mutant] - don't care who you are, the mutant has to die.

On that day, the iron knee that the patriot had never bent bent bent for the first time and fell to his knees in the flying snow.

["Dad... Look, Dad.

"I let Hana eat, white rice, I asked Haitz to find the doctor who healed the mutant, he was finally able to see the stars, I asked Carol to find her long-lost mutant father, and we saved him from the execution ground.

["I let ... I let ... (The sound gradually becomes quieter). "Boom

....

The bell tower of Fort St. Petersburg rings again with the bell ringing.

Such a bell, ringing once a day, praises the emperor's grace.

And the patriot, under the bell tower, watched the ore disease entrenched on the body of his son, the halberd through his chest, and even the blood had drained, and killed him with his own hands.

......

......

"You are sinless, my son, you are sinless. [

After all, my father has eyes but is blind. 【

Father failed and went on the right path.

"I'm sorry, son.

"I owe you a word of sorry.

————————————————

memories lingered in the pure-blood Windigo's brain.

In its only remaining eye, the radiance also gradually dimmed and was about to disappear.

The patriot is dying.

"I'm coming! Senior captain!! "

Until he heard a voice, and then the patriot felt that something was stuffed into his mouth, that liquid was flowing down, and he instinctively grabbed it.

It was Rankopel's blood.

"Captain, hold on! You can get through it! I

could hear that a voice in my ear was shouting,

"Go! Go and conquer your destiny! Senior captain!! Rankopel

increased the amount of blood pumped to his left arm, which flowed into the patriot's body along with his own flesh and blood, and his left arm began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The patriot looked at Rankopel, and the blood demon in front of him was enduring the sharp pain that had eroded into the bone marrow.

And he can clearly feel that the pressure of the ore disease in his body is disappearing rapidly, the ore is rapidly dissolving in Rankopel's blood, and Wendigo's strong physique almost immediately fills the original location of the ore with flesh and blood.

......

Little by little, the Patriot recovered, and the shield guards around him seemed to know that the Patriot and Rankopel and the others were at a critical moment, all desperately blocking the attack of the Tallula herd.

Blood.

Flowing.

When Rankopel's left arm had completely dried up, the patriot finally felt that the explosive force in his body was no longer restrained, and his eyes gradually began to return to their previous coercion.

Poof....

Rankopel cut off his left arm, which had been severely deformed, looked at the patriot, and stretched out his only remaining right hand.

"Come, Captain, here we come! Let's ——!! together "

He didn't even have time to do anything with the broken section of his left arm, he just extended his remaining right hand to the patriot.

“...... Why, Rankopel. "

The shackles of ore disease in the Patriot's body have crumbled layer by layer, and the pure-blooded Wendigo is recovering.

"Because I already know you, Captain, and I approve of the path you will take next."

[Rankopel lifts the Patriot up with his only remaining right arm, as if the Patriot is his blood relative, and Rankopel and he will fight until the day they lose each other.] [

The mountain range that is about to collapse is poured by a small sea of blood...]

"Blood iron... Extreme compression..." Blood

evaporated from Rankopel's body, mixed with iron, and compressed into a large halberd exactly like the Patriot.

"Captain..."

Rankopel lifted the blood-iron halberd into the distance.

"We ... Ran over !! "