Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1514: Awakening to the Night (8)

Chapter 1514 Awakening to Night (8)

At the same time, above the Red Sea in eastern Africa, in the forest of stone pillars, the medical room of the Great Britain battleship, the Palamides.

"Very well, now move your right tail finger." Merlin ordered.

Bediver moved the tail finger of his right hand. Merlin frowned, and an electric light was released from his palm, which gave an electric shock to Bedivere's palm.

"Hey!" Bedivere screamed in protest after being electrocuted.

Merlin ignored the protest of the werewolf youth and continued: "Very good. Then your left toe."

The werewolf youth tried moving his toes again. Pop! He just moved his toes when Merlin's calf was electrocuted with magic.

Being constantly getting electric shocks, Bedivere got a little impatient, and finally couldn't help but complain: "To be honest, does this kind of physical examination really make sense? I'm dying of exhaustion, when will you let me go back to the hotel? To rest?"

"Be patient, it will be adjusted immediately." The prime minister gave the werewolf a white look: "You and Your Majesty went to [that world] and lived in [that world] for more than a month. Your Majesty manipulated It's a human body, so it's fine; you're using the body of a demon -- more correctly, a half-human, half-wolf body. You've been used to using that for over a month. The body of the sub-demon is used to act, and your spirit body is used to manipulating the motor nerves of that body. Now you must find a way to adjust it back, and the sooner the better, otherwise it will affect your future life in this body. "

"It's not as exaggerated as you said. I can't act normally now. What a fuss." Bedivere snorted.

" may not have much effect on ordinary movements. But finer movements, such as the subtle coordination of the body when swinging a sword, is another story. You'll find out when you're on the field in the ring tomorrow that your body doesn't look like Don't blame me for not adjusting for the way you used to move and lose the game."

After speaking, Merlin released another electric light from the palm of his hand, giving an electric shock to Bedivere's thigh.

"Ow!" Bedivere yelled again.

"Beddy, I've made you suffer." Arthur snickered as if watching a play, and only then interjected: "You know, after everything is over, I will reward you well. Go back. Just wait."

"I'm looking forward to it." Bedivere smiled perfunctorily. He followed King Arthur to adventure in another world nine hundred years later, but it was not for reward at all. He did not hesitate to do anything King Arthur ordered him to do, and this adventure was no exception.

And, this adventure is far from over. They haven't been able to successfully bring back the most important Queen Greenville. When the time is right, they will have to go to that other world again. But that's for later.

Pop!

"Wow!" Bedivere let out a strange, ambiguous voice.

"In this way, the nervous system is fully adjusted." Merlin said, only then did he notice the flushing on the face of the werewolf youth, so he asked: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"If you really want to count it, there are many things that are wrong." The werewolf youth stammered and said: "But, the most wrong place...is me. I missed it."

"Oh God------" King Arthur stretched out his hand to cover his nose.

"It's just a little bit, and is it my fault?------He used electricity to stimulate my lower abdomen just now!" Bedivere spit out in dissatisfaction, his face flushed.

"Look, this phenomenon occurs when the nervous system is not coordinated enough." Merlin sneered: "I think optimistically, it's better for you to miss it now than to miss it in the middle of tomorrow's game."

"Yes, it's better than being embarrassed in public." The werewolf gave the mage a white look: "Thank you so much."

"You don't understand Merlin," King Arthur joked: "Actually, Beddy is just too energetic. He needs to find a woman to vent."

"This is not funny at all." The werewolf stretched his face and got up from the operating table used for medical examination: "Okay, now that the examination is over, I will go back. It's really exhausting."

"It's too late, do you want me to give you a ride?"

"No. If I'm not wrong in my estimation, by this time some fool should be too tired to stop and come to me," Bedivere said.

"Bedie!" Just as the werewolf youth calculated, Albert's cry for help rang out from Bedivere's magic bracelet: "Where are you? I've finally finished my practice, come and pick me up-- ---"

"Didn't I lend you my iron cavalry? You just drive it back to the hotel parking lot!" Bedivere said angrily.

"Don't! I don't want to touch this machine again tonight! Don't kill me!!" cried Albert.

"Duke Hall seems to have trained him well." Bedivere pointed to his magic bracelet and said to Arthur and the others.

King Arthur and Merlin shrugged at the same time.

Ten minutes later. On the deck of the Palamides.

"Unbelievable." Bedivere looked at the iron cavalry that had just landed with black smoke, and said angrily: "You broke it?!"

"It's just a little overheating, and the internal parts are not faulty." Hall of the Heavenly Knight also landed with a dragon cavalry: "Okay, this is the end of tonight's drill. Although it ended a little early. , but the training goal was barely achieved."

"Are you sure?" Bedivere looked at the tiger lying on the cavalry with his tongue out and gasping for breath, and then at the cavalry smoking thick smoke: "Al is a real slacker who doesn't practice well. However, his driving skills are unlikely to be useful in tomorrow's battle."

Grand Duke Hall smiled and said, "Let's just let him go tonight. His body and mind are exhausted to the extreme, and your iron cavalry is on the verge of falling apart. There will be no good results if you continue to practice. The rest of the time is better for rest."

"Right, rest!" Albert panted and coquettishly said: "Beddy, drive for you, take me back meow."

The werewolf youth suddenly felt the urge to kick the tiger into the sea.

Twenty minutes later.

"Then meow, I'll go back first~" Albert jumped off the cavalry just before arriving at the hotel's parking lot. Obviously, he didn't want to enter the parking lot with Bedivere, but planned to go directly from the elevator at the hotel's main entrance. Go back to your room.

Bediver's face elongated: "You are too lazy to walk a few steps..."

The tiger pinched his nose: "Because you have a strange smell on your body, Bedi, and staying with you will be mistaken for me to be a pervert."

"You----"

"Meow ha ha ha ------ see you tomorrow!" Albert ran away as if he was running away. He looked like he was full of energy, but he said he was tired before!

Bediver shook his head angrily, and pushed the cavalry toward the parking lot. In fact, he was still a little worried. After being tossed by Albert, the iron cavalry was still smoking, and part of the outer shell had been scorched black by the smoke, and it looked like the same broken copper and iron as before. Not much difference. The iron cavalry is in such a tragic state, can it drive into the parking lot? Maybe they will be stopped by the snobbish parking lot security...

But it's pointless to worry about this kind of thing now, and Bedivere doesn't want to drive the cavalry back to park in the Palamidis, so let's try to see if we can get into the parking lot. So he pushed the iron cavalry into the inspection gate of the parking lot, only to see that the guards there were changed.

"Good evening, sir." The guard bowed politely to Bedivere and saw the smoked and blackened iron cavalry being pushed by Bedivere, but didn't say much, just Open the parking lot gates and let Bedivere in.

Bediver nodded in response, then gave the guard one more look.

It is said that Daddy Sphinx, who runs the casino, is an orc, and the Cairo hotel he opened also employs a small number of orcs as employees, so it is not surprising that the tiger guard is on duty here. . However, this tiger guard is fat and strong, and there are really not many orcs with such a strong body, so this person particularly attracted the attention of Bedivere.

"Well," Bedivere asked, "Where's the guard who was on duty here before?"

"It is said that he contradicted the customer, as if he was fired." The other party was still polite and authentic.

"Really..." It made Bedivere a little embarrassed. The "customer" that the guard had contradicted before was Bedivere, and he was the culprit who caused that person to be fired.

"What's your name?" asked the werewolf youth.

"Gusta," replied the brawny tiger man.

"Ok ~IndoMTL.com~ Mr. Gusta." Bedivere then said, "I don't know if you still have a way to contact the previously fired parking lot guard. But if you did, Please say sorry to him for me."

"Understood, sir." The other party nodded and replied, respectfully to Bedivere: "Have a nice evening."

"Good night, Mr. Gusta. Have a nice evening, too." Bedivere pushed the cavalry into the parking lot.

Bedivere pushed the cavalry into the second floor of the parking lot, and found a relatively deserted corner to park the cavalry. Just as he was about to leave, a car drove past him.

Appearing to notice Bedivere, the owner of the car stopped immediately. He parked the car quickly, and as soon as he got out of the car, he greeted Bedivere: "See you again, sir."

Bedivere glanced at each other and recognized the lion immediately. This man was the rich man who had previously offered a high price to buy Bedivere's iron cavalry. The name seems to be called ------

"Mr. Saladin, right?" Bedivere asked, recalling the name printed on the previous postcard.