Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1463: The beginning of the curse night (21)

Chapter 1463 The origin of the curse night (twenty-one)

"Oh, you're here?" Kador of the Round Table turned his head to look at the werewolf, as if he had expected Bedivere to come at this time: "By order of His Majesty King Arthur, I have put your iron cavalry It's repaired. You have to check it yourself. After repairing to this level, you shouldn't have any complaints, right?"

"No...no." Bedivere's eyes widened, still surprised by the sight in front of him. He knew that the King of Knights had always been generous to his friends, and it was not impossible that Bedivere's iron cavalry would be restored to this level. but? Cadore is equivalent to completely repairing a piece of scrap iron that was completely crashed into a brand-new iron cavalry in just two or three hours, and even changed the engine and installed such a lot of new equipment, even with the Holy Spirit. With the help of the white gear, this repair speed can be described as a miraculous technique. To be a knight of the round table, either a very outstanding fighter, or a world-leading master in a certain industry, from the restoration of the iron cavalry, the kador of the round table is estimated to be the latter.

"Okay~Awesome~Awesome~!" Before Bedivere could finish being surprised, Albert had exclaimed inexplicably excited.

He patted Bedivere on the shoulder vigorously, grinning and said: "Oh, you are really good meow~ Shimiao bought second-hand goods for 30,000 yuan, is it a lie? This thing is fully equipped , surely more than 30,000 yuan can solve it?"

"Pay attention to your words." Cador gave Albert, a passing idler, a glance: "This iron cavalry was indeed a piece of scrap iron at first. It was entirely due to the generosity of His Majesty King Arthur that it was able to be renovated to this point. Please consider this as part of Mr. Bedivere's reward for participating in the mission today."

"Please don't mention that..." Bedivere thought that such a good iron cavalry would be driven by Albert to fight tomorrow, and the fate of crashing must be a pity for this child . He even felt that it was a betrayal of King Arthur. But since they all said they would lend the iron cavalry to Albert, it was too late to go back. He affectionately reached out and touched the smooth and bright silver shell of the cavalry, and now he was beginning to feel annoyed at the decision to lend the cavalry to Albert.

Albert didn't feel sorry for Bedivere, he was fondly touching the instrument panel of the Iron Cavalry, and was deeply fascinated by its cool shape: "Great! Now I Just take a little time to master the operation of this iron cavalry, and you can take it to battle tomorrow."

"What?" Cador heard a big problem from the tiger's words. He immediately glared at the werewolf angrily and asked: "It took me a lot of effort to restore this broken iron, you Are you going to lend it to this tiger right away?!"

"Uh---" Bedivere let out a low hum in an extremely embarrassing situation.

"------Uh!" Cador thought for a deeper level, realizing Albert's real intention to borrow the iron cavalry, so he complained even more angrily: "Isn't his opponent tomorrow? Dragon Knight Doha?! Oh my God, are you going to lend this kid to this stupid tiger and let him ride this to fight Dragon Knight Doha?! Can it not be reimbursed in tomorrow's fight?!"

Bediver scratched his head and looked innocently at Cador of the Round Table: "People will always make friends like a few locusts in their lifetime."

"That's too much! Who is the locust!" Albert, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the iron cavalry and busy poking everywhere, turned his head and protested.

"Hmph, forget it." Cador ignored Albert's protest, but said directly to Bedivere: "It took me a lot of hard work to repair this iron cavalry. It crashed, and I couldn't bear it. But as an examiner, I can't help you any more, and if I continue to help you, this round table trial will be unfair. But, I can't help you, but there is one person who can. If you want a layman who doesn't know how to drive an iron cavalry at all to quickly learn how to drive an iron cavalry overnight, it is estimated that you have to go to that person to teach him -- the premise is that he is willing to teach."

"Oh?" Albert's ears moved, "Who is that person?"

"You should have met this person, and he is currently on this battleship." Knight of the Round Table Cador sneered: "That person is the Grand Duke of Hall."

As soon as Cador said this, not only Bedivere, but Albert also shuddered.

"What, what?" Albert whispered, "Want me to beg that guy?"

"Cough, pay attention to your words." Knight of the Round Table Cador coughed dryly. This unobtrusive tiger must have made him very uncomfortable.

"The Duke of Hall?" Bedivere then asked: "I don't know how familiar the Duke of Hall is with riding a cavalry, but...isn't he also a Knight of the Round Table? Isn't it? One of the examiners for this test? We're going to ask him to teach Albert how to drive, is there really no problem?"

"I can't tell you too much about this matter." Cador said mysteriously: "If you want to know the details, it's better for you to ask the Grand Duke Hall in person. Under the premise of the principle of fairness, he should teach you the driving skills of iron cavalry. Moreover, whether his driving skills are good or not, you have absolutely no need to worry. The Grand Duke Hall has been serving as the head of the Great Britain since forty years ago. The chief instructor of the Knights' Cavalry Driving Academy. He taught at least 70% of the knights' driving skills among the knights of the North Four-Day Knights of the Southeast City of the Knights of Great Britain."

"I really don't know about this..." Bedivere said with wide eyes, "Where is His Majesty King Arthur?"

"Your Majesty's driving skills seem to be self-taught." Cador replied, and then took out paper and pen on the table next to him and wrote a few times: "I wrote down the cabin number of the Grand Duke of Hall. , go to him and discuss it yourself. Whether he is willing to teach this stupid tiger is another matter."

"I don't need him to teach..." Albert muttered in a low voice, with a look of reluctance.

Bediver couldn't help but get angry, pinching the tiger's ear with one hand: "I even lent you the iron cavalry, you don't want to, you don't want to, he is a squeamish little emperor. Don't be awkward. Come on, come with me! Talk to Grand Duke Hall first!"

"Ow, ooh, ooh! Don't tug at your ears............!" In a burst of cries, Albert was kicked away by Bedivere.

Cador couldn't help laughing as he looked at the two enemies who pushed out the door.

Ten minutes later.

"Huh?" The expression on Duke Hall's face changed subtly, and he immediately replied: "Yes."

"Are you really willing to teach?" Bedivere was overjoyed.

"Oh. That's great." Albert looked reluctant, and let out an irony from his mouth listlessly.

Bediver gave Albert another stern look: "What the **** do you want? Do you really want to win tomorrow's game?!"

"Oh. Of course..." Albert faltered.

The werewolf would have liked to slap the stupid tiger, though he held it back in the presence of Hall.

"But is it really okay for you to do this?" Bedivere asked Hall tentatively, just to be on the safe side.

"Of course there won't be a problem." The Celestial Knight smiled mysteriously: "First, I'm not the examiner for this stage of the trial, I'm...cough...in short, at the moment I don't need me to intervene in the exam for the time being, and helping you will not affect the fairness of the exam.

Secondly, I said I could teach you, but certainly not for free. The actual combat will be carried out tomorrow, which means that the teaching time is only one short night. The time is so tight and of course the fee will be much more expensive...I see...how about 600,000 Egyptian dollars? "

"Yes, you want money, meow?!" Albert shouted at the opportunity.

Bediver pulled Albert's tail forcefully, causing the tiger to let out a strange cry.

"Meow! What are you doing meow!"

"Would you please shut me up for a while?" Bedivere said quietly, then turned to Duke Hall with a smile and said, "Sixty thousand... is quite expensive. Can't it be cheaper?"

"No." Hall was not moved at all: "You candidates buy weapons from this warship, or unlock personal items or abilities from your lockers, all of which need to pay the corresponding fees. In this case, Let the personnel on this battleship teach you how to fight, and of course you will need to pay. If I teach you the driving skills of iron cavalry for free or cheap, isn't it unfair to other candidates?----- -Especially to this tiger's opponent tomorrow... uh, what's it called?"

"Dragon Knight Doha." Bedivere reluctantly added. He vaguely felt that Hall seemed to be a little old and confused, although the appearance of the more than eighty-year-old knight in front of him still maintained the appearance of thirty-four years old.

"Yes~IndoMTL.com~Dragon Knight Doha...whatever." Hall vaguely said: "Anyway, to keep the game fair, I will charge you the correct teaching fee. Gossip aside, do you want to learn?"

"It's just that this tiger needs to learn." Bedivere emphasized: "Just teach him alone."

"I think so too, you can't make 1.2 million in one night so easily." Hall said, playing with his goatee.

So the sky-high price of 600,000 is really the cost of teaching only one person. Bedivere couldn't help but panic.

"The fee is expensive, how reliable is it?" Albert also took the opportunity to jeer: "If I spend one night learning the driving skills of iron cavalry from you, I will still lose tomorrow's race. ------?"

"If you lose because your driving isn't good enough, I won't take a penny," Hall replied dispassionately, "but if you lose somewhere else, that's not my responsibility. ."

It's like a hand-to-hand fight. Albert felt uneasy.