Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1556: Dream is broken in Qiming (35)

Chapter 1556 The dream is broken in Qiming (thirty-five)

"Ah!" As soon as the werewolf youth took back the Holy Spirit, he immediately woke up from his seat.

"Arthur!" He hurriedly took off his headband and immediately went over to inform the King of Knights: "Wake up! I think I found something!"

"Huh?" The king of knights slowly opened his eyes, looking sleepy, wondering if he was following the people on the list seriously, or just lazy sleeping.

"Beddy, have you found the Sword Saint Yake? Who is the person on the list who is connecting with him?"

"Not on the list. The shadow agent's guess is completely wrong." Bedivere smote mercilessly.

"It's rare for a shadow agent to guess wrong." The Knight King smiled meaningfully: "Tell me the details."

Bedivere then recounted to King Arthur in detail what he had just experienced, including the underground fight club, the skinny child named Nate, and the underground water lurking in Bretturia The thing about the [Kirky Marsh District] in the road.

The King of Knights listened silently, humming from time to time, but he didn't show the slightest sympathy for the homeless people at the bottom of society. After the werewolf youth finished saying all this, a look of relief appeared on King Arthur's face: "You have done another great service, Bedivere."

The werewolf youth froze for a moment.

"Although I still haven't been able to see the old man's face, I can't be 100% sure that that person is Sword Saint Jacques." Bedivere quickly gave himself a chance to go down the stairs. Otherwise, if this was a false positive, he would be embarrassed.

"Anyway, the existence of this [corrupted swamp block] in the underground waterway is very helpful to our search." The King of Knights analyzed: "As long as we know the existence of underground residents, we will A general search direction can be established.

What's more, the old man actually knew the unique combat skills and preparations of Great Britain, and he could even use the [True Vision Technique] with ease. He was too suspicious. In this way, even if he is not the Sword Saint Ark, we still need to visit him once. "

Be aware that many of the combat techniques of Great Britain are not to be passed on at will, and a knight must be properly educated by higher-ranking knights of the Knights of Great Britain in order to use combat techniques that fit his status. The old man was obviously teaching a stranger the combat skills of Great Britain, and even if the object of his teaching was only a street child, it was a taboo.

"By the way, Bedivere." The king of knights added: "Sword Saint Yake did the same thing. From the confession of the thief boy we rescued before, it is also mentioned that he was killed by Sword Saint Yake. He has taught combat skills. Uncle Yake taught the [powerful sprint] combat skills to the thief and the young brothers, and let those children steal."

"Damn," Bedivere hummed. No wonder the two little devils ran so fast after stealing Bedivere's equipment. It turned out that they used the combat skills of Great Britain. Even if it is the most basic combat skill, when it is used by civilians, it can still exert quite astonishing effects.

Imagine that the Sword Saint Yake is teaching more combat skills to more gangsters in the streets of Rotten Marsh, and then organizes his own faction---it's scary to think about it . It seemed that the crazy old man had to be stopped as soon as possible.

"Then, let's go," Bedivere said. The iron should be struck while the iron is hot. Bedivere's investigation just now has alerted the mysterious old man, and the situation is not optimistic. Although it is impossible to be sure whether the other party has become suspicious, but everything should be prepared for the worst, and it is good to plan ahead. Maybe a little later, the old man will escape with the child?

"No, Brady, leave this to us in Great Britain, you've done enough." The King of Knights seemed to have other ideas: "It's noon. You still have games in the afternoon. , now let's have a meal, have a good rest, and be fully prepared for the afternoon game."

"But------"

King Arthur shook his head, interrupting Bedivere.

The werewolf youth knew that since King Arthur had made such a decision, it would be useless for him to say anything, and could only listen.

"Alright then. I'll go to rest first." Bedivere breathed a sigh of relief and walked outside the bridge.

After Bedivere left, King Arthur looked thoughtfully at the deep sky outside the window and whispered in a volume that only he could hear:

"Is the storm coming?"

One o'clock in the afternoon.

Beep------

With a strange sound of electric current, Albert suddenly opened his eyes.

Time is up.

The medical cabin is opened, and the tiger climbs up from the medical cabin. His consciousness was awake extraordinarily fast, and as soon as he woke up, he knew to check his shoulders to see how the treatment worked.

I have to say that the medical technology of the ancient gods is too advanced. Albert had only been lying in the medical cabin for about three hours, and the injury on his shoulder that he had seen in his eyes had almost recovered. It is a kind of regeneration that uses physical means to forcibly stimulate the activity of cells, so the wound after the operation on the tiger's shoulder is completely invisible, leaving only a raised scar, and the suture behind the hand, which is closely connected to the skin and flesh. Connect the gut strings together.

Nevertheless, that part of the skin that has been regenerated in a hurry is still very thin. If there is another long-term strenuous exercise, this old problem on the shoulder will be strained again. Albert reminded himself that he must pay extra attention in the next ring match.

He felt a chill. After all, he had been soaking in that wonderful aerogel for hours, and now he woke up, and his body temperature was not suitable for a while. He hurriedly climbed out of the medical cabin, trying to put on his clothes as soon as possible, but suddenly found himself dizzy and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Huh...?" His hands and feet didn't obey, and Albert, who was lying on the ground, only felt difficulty breathing.

What's going on here? Is there really a problem? The medical cabin that was originally only used for medical treatment of the ancient gods was used on orcs, and it really didn't work?

"Al?" Bedivere over there just happened to finish his work. Because he was worried, he came over to the medical station to take a look, and saw the tiger all naked and lying on the ground. He rushed over to help Albert, and slapped the tiger man youth: "Wake up, are you okay?"

"Ugh... I'm so dizzy... I'm still getting hit meow..." Albert said weakly.

"Eve?" The werewolf youth asked the artificial intelligence navigation system in the ship in a reproachful tone.

"The user's vital signs are all within the normal range, but they are just a little anemia and malnutrition." Eve replied: "Treatment also requires physical strength. Although the medical cabin will also provide a certain degree of nutrition to the user. However, the patient's absorption efficiency of nutrients was not as good as expected."

Because it is a nutritional supplement specially formulated for the ancient gods, and Albert is only an orc after all. Bedivere muttered inwardly.

Bedivere then took a dry food stick out of his pocket and shoved it in front of the tiger: "Al, can you stand up by yourself? Put on your clothes, eat something, and recover your strength."

"Hehe..." Albert's face was pale, and he took a bite of the dry food, "It's okay. I can't die. Bring me my pants------"

Bedivere endured great disgust and took the tiger's clothes: "Please tell me you can wear it yourself, I don't need me to help you put it on."

Albert had already eaten up the dry food bar at this time. Feeling that he had regained a little energy, he gave the werewolf youth a white look: "I don't need your help from a selfish ghost like you."

While the tiger was changing clothes, Bedivere turned his attention to another working medical bay on the other side. The cat boy Mutter is still undergoing treatment inside, and Mutter has just undergone laparotomy, so it will take more time to be fully cured. Is this really okay? Albert was only lying in the medical cabin for about three hours just to heal the shoulder injury, and he was so weak that he couldn't get up. If the cat boy lies in the medical cabin all day, even if the treatment is completed tomorrow, will it also weaken and die at the same time?

"Eve, adjust the amount of nutrient solution so that another user won't be overly debilitated."

"Understood. The user's vital signs and acceptable recovery levels are being recalculated. The nutrient ratio is being calculated. The nutrient re-dosing has begun." The artificial intelligence is conducting a series of operations in an orderly manner.

"Hey, so you're going to treat me as a guinea pig?" Albert was already getting dressed and getting up at this time, and his stomach was grumbling with hunger, and he asked Bedivere with a face. More food looks.

"Don't worry, you greedy." The werewolf youth saw through the tiger's mind and elongated his face: "I'll take you to the dining hall right away. The food is synthesized by Eve with water and air. You want to eat it. Eat as much as you want."

"Ah, no wonder the dry food bar just didn't taste at all." Albert said, "At least think of a way to season it!"

Then he saw Bedivere staring at Mutter's medical cabin and confessed, "I told that kid about Luffy."

"You told him all?" The werewolf youth snorted in surprise. He generally thought that Albert would not be such an honest and responsible person: "I just hope that this will not cause any strange misunderstanding. ."

"Even if there is a misunderstanding because of this, it's all your fault." Albert pouted, "Why did Meow call Luf's name out of nowhere when he saw him. Name! Do you know how hard I have been hiding these days meow?"

"Then why don't you just tell him the truth from the beginning?"

"That...it's more difficult to speak meow------"

Bediver gave Tiger a stern look.

Albert shrugged, thinking it wasn't his responsibility.

"But, it's really fate (Kama)." Bediveville sighed: "Your little servant has already died once, but I didn't expect you to meet another one who looks like that child. Identical child ~IndoMTL.com~ Albert was upset: "So what the **** are you talking about? Mutter and Luffy are two completely different people, so I wouldn't believe that Mutter would be Luffy's reincarnation. "

"I didn't say he was," Bedivere said all the time. In fact, Bedivere has a certain ability that only he himself knows, and can vaguely sense the breath of the reincarnated person. There's nothing wrong with thinking of this "ability" as an intuition, although this intuition is only valid under certain conditions.

For Bedivere, the Mutter in front of him is obviously not a reincarnator. He can feel it. So this kitten just looks a lot like Luffy. But if that's the case, it's too coincidental, isn't it?

And the most important point is that this cat boy named Mutter is the subordinate of the old Sphinx. When it comes to this mysterious father Sphinx, Bedivere always feels that it is far more complicated than it seems.

Knowing it was a trick, Albert didn't even think about getting involved in some American football game hosted by Daddy Sphinx. Bedivere couldn't help but worry about the stupid tiger. I hope Tiger doesn't foolishly get into some trouble that has nothing to do with him.