Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1697: Interlaced in the occasion (52)
Chapter 1697 Interlaced in the meeting fifty-two
Meanwhile, Egypt, Africa, in front of the Cairo Hotel.
Bediver, who had worked hard all day, just returned to the Cairo Hotel, planning to go back to his room to take a bath and have a good rest.
He could have used the gravitational beam to fly directly back to the desert ship, and then used the gravitational beam to fly to the area near the entrance of the Cairo Hotel. In this way, he can indeed save a lot of walking time.
But Bedivere knew that it was night in Cairo now, and something like a gravitational beam would be very flamboyant to shoot at night, after all, it was a beam of light falling from the sky. Being too ostentatious is bound to cause trouble, and trouble is the last thing Bedivere wants because he's had enough for the day.
So the werewolf youth would rather walk on their feet, walking all the way back to the Cairo Hotel from the black market in Cairo. He was full, and doing so was more helpful for digestion. It was a good walk after a meal.
When Bedivere pushed open the door of the hotel and was about to enter the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, he happened to run into someone head-on.
The half-dragon youth Evan.
Bediver was stunned when he saw Evan. Not surprised that a former friend bumped into him here. Bedivere was surprised because he saw the big duffel bag behind Ivan.
Are you packing up and leaving? Bedivere didn't say hello to Evan, and asked when he came up.
That's rude. The half-long youth gave the werewolf youth a blank look. Evan's current relationship with Bedivere is not very good, and he is also a candidate for the round table trial, and he can be regarded as a competitor, so there is no need for him to be polite to Bedivere.
I've already lost the knockout round, and I have nothing to do with me in the next game, so I applied to the organizer of the round table trial to temporarily return to my own post. Evan explained: After all, unlike you idlers, I have a lot of official duties.
Oh. Bedivere also snorted coldly, you actually lost?
The werewolf youth had a lot of things to do as soon as he woke up from the battleship's medical room, and he still hadn't had time to watch TV to confirm the results of today's game, so he also knew at this moment that Ivan lost the game.
Someone was able to defeat Evan, who was good at Hawkeye.
No. Ivan even knows how to use the mind-eye technique, although this guy's mind-eye technique is not particularly proficient.
Someone could actually defeat Evan, who was good at both eagle eye and mind eye, and was a sharpshooter.
Who is that guy?
Speaking of which, who is your opponent today? So Bedivere asked one more question out of curiosity.
It's a good habit to go back and watch TV replays to prepare for battle. Ivan said coldly, obviously he didn't want to tell Bedivere about the embarrassing thing he lost. He doesn't have the memory of the adventure with the werewolf youth seven years ago. Now Ivan can be said to be unfamiliar with Bedivere, not even a friend.
Come on, cheapskate. Bedivere shrugged: Well, tell me your opponent's name, it's not a big deal.
Mordred. Evan said a name faintly: I think you should also have an impression of that kid.
Mordred? The image of a white boy suddenly appeared in the werewolf youth's mind. Of course he had an impression of this Mordred, but his impression of the teenager only stayed on the words mysterious and cold. Apart from that, he knew nothing about Mordred, a boy whose whole body was full of mystery.
Mordred? Hum and interesting, Bedivere began to think with his chin on his back: That kid even defeated a powerful character like you, Evan. What weapon did he use, what tactics? Looks like you have to watch out for this guy.
Even if you ask me, I won't tell you anything. Evan still had a cold expression on his face, and started to walk, walking past the werewolf youth: If you want to know the details, go back and watch the replay of the game yourself. However, I don't think you can see any mystery in the replay of the game. That kid is so evil, I can't even crack the evil tricks he used.
You too? Bedivere wanted to ask a few more questions, but the half-dragon youth obviously didn't want to continue talking to the werewolf, and had already gone far.
Humph originally wanted to go back to his hotel room and just take a shower and sleep like this, but Bedivere was aroused by his interest in studying and was so excited that he didn't want to rest.
Uh, Bay, Mr. Bedivere? When he returned to his hotel room, the werewolf youth hadn't opened the door with his key card, and Elaine the white bear came to answer the door.
Wow, Elaine, are you pretending to be a mummy? The werewolf youth couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw the white bear man covered in bandages when he opened the door.
Well, they said that my condition and condition are not stable, and they won't allow me to remove the bandages before taking a shower tonight. The polar bear scratched his head, wondering if he was embarrassed, or because the bandage wrapped around his head made him itchy.
Yes. The werewolf youth didn't ask too much, just walked into the room and closed the door.
He knows that the white bears have a strong self-healing ability, and the wounds from this afternoon's battle must have been healed. Therefore, the bandages on Elaine's body are definitely not because of injury. The werewolf youth can see that the bandage has a special magic texture. This bandage is most likely a special cloth bandage used to seal the magic power. It was wrapped around Elaine to seal some unstable power in the white bear man.
I don't know what kind of battle Elaine went through today, but I guess this guy won't win easily. The werewolf youth was puzzled for a moment, then he took a few changes of clothes from the bedside table and walked to the bathroom.
Elaine, did they tell you when to shower? Bedivevel asked again.
The white bear was wiping his gear, wiping the blood on the Luna steel greatsword with an olive-stained cloth: Uh, well, actually, the people of Great Britain said, I'd better leave today wash, bathe
They lied to you. Bedivere shook his head and said: When it's time to take a shower, you have to wash it. In short, I took a shower first. You must remember to wash before going to bed tonight, understand? I don't want to smell your sweat while I'm sleeping.
Okay, alright, the bear is blushing mysteriously.
Bedivere tilted his head, without looking into the reason, he walked into the bathroom on his own.
Wash la la la la. Turning on the faucet, hot water sprayed out from the shower, and while a burst of hot steam was raised, it also massaged Bedivere's **. The werewolf youth felt that his fatigue was instantly swept away, and he sighed comfortably.
However, Bedivere didn't enjoy it for long when the voice of Elaine the white bear came from outside the door, disturbing the werewolf youth's interest: Mr. Bedivere, can you hear me?
I'm listening. What's the matter? The werewolf youth replied slightly depressed. He could ignore Elaine, but he always felt that it would be very pitiful for the white bear, so he answered reluctantly.
Then, do you occasionally have this feeling that you are not yourself, but have changed or become someone else? Elaine's stutter seemed to be getting worse, and with the sound of water running in Bedivere's shower, it was really hard to tell.
What? other people? Bedivere still understood, but he thought Elaine's words were ridiculous: Why are you asking such a strange question?
In, during today's fight, I probably passed out for a while, I don't, don't know what I did. When I woke up, I was already in the medical room, and they sued and told me that I had already fought and won.
Huh, so you're going to tell me that you unconsciously won the game after passing out? Bedivere, who had been choked by Ivan, was in a bad mood. When Elaine said this again, he couldn't help but get angry: You won without doing anything, and you are still showing it off in front of me?
No, that's not it! The voice of the polar bear was trembling, full of urgency and fear: I, I just feel so horrible, always feel that I have become someone else, I am no longer, I am no longer myself. It's so good, so terrible
You know what, Elaine. Bedivere smiled indifferently: There is a beast in each of us, it is looking down at us every moment, intending to eat our body one day and replace it. However, you can't just throw in the towel and lose to the beast within you.
When you're lost, grit your teeth and grab the thing that reminds you that you're still human. As long as you have something to hold on to, your humanity will not be wiped out. No matter how the beast within you devours you, you are still you.
I-I don't understand Elaine is confused.
For example, I, Bedivere, used myself as an example to say: I also completely animalized myself in today's battle and turned into a wild wolf. When I was a beast, there was a beast in me that was gnawing at me, intending to swallow me in, take my place and occupy this body. You know how I persevered and didn't get devoured by the meaning of the beast? I put the weapon in my mouth.
Bite, bite the weapon?
That's right~IndoMTL.com~ That's something that a beast would never do, a real beast will bite with its teeth, grab with its claws, but never swing a weapon to attack an enemy. Yet as soon as I do this, I can distinguish myself from the real beast. I can maintain my consciousness as a human being and not be swallowed by the consciousness of beasts. I don't know if you're having the same trouble, but if you're in a similar situation next time, try this.
Okay, okay. Elaine replied in a low voice: Uh, Mr. Bedivere?
What happened?
Save, save me? The polar bear whimpered in a low voice.
You boy! Halfway through the bath, Bedivere flushed the foam on his body angrily, grabbed a towel around his waist, and ran out of the bathroom angrily, wanting to see what Elaine was doing.
However, he couldn't help but startled when he saw the grief-stricken white bear man.
One of Elaine's arms sunk into the bathroom wall, seemingly fused with the wall, and can't be pulled out.