Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1701: Interlaced in the occasion (56)

Chapter 17o1 Interleaved at the Fifty Sixth Meeting

Prisoners? Bedivere frowned: Why my ship? Does my ship look like a prison?

Because it doesn't look like a prison, it's suitable for holding this person. The King of Knights smiled mysteriously: This prisoner is more sensitive. I still have important information to ask from that person, but I can't force it. It's better to find a place where he can eat well, live well, have enough space, and be monitored 24 hours a day, and put him there. The attacking Palamidis was a mixed bag and was not a good choice. Your boat is empty enough to be an option.

Are you sure Bedivere is a little puzzled: there are a few new crew members here

Then the werewolf paused and thought for a moment, then changed his mind: Well, not counting the crew. Basically just eat lunch. But they will be in and out of the boat.

Are all people you know? Arthur asked: Can it be trusted?

Everyone I know. Logan, Seifer, and one other guy I met before. "And Albert and his friends will probably be in and out of my boat, and they're going to use the medical cabin here," Bedivere said.

Is it just these people? Then there should be no problem. The king of knights replied.

Bediver frowned again in confusion: Arthur, who the **** did you bring back? Is it dangerous? Will making a fuss tear my boat down?

Hahahaha you think too much, Bedivere. There was a burst of laughter from Arthur's side: Whether that person is dangerous or not, let's wait until you confirm with your own eyes.

Okay. Bedivere always felt that he was being tricked by Arthur, but he still sighed: Bring him here first and see the situation.

Very good. The details are waiting for us to meet face to face. The king of knights reached out to the table to cut off the communication, and then he suddenly added: Bedi, please put on your pants before meeting.

Crap! The werewolf youth cut off the communication angrily.

Ten minutes later, on the deck of the Desert Ship. Sure enough, the King of Knights came with someone in a transport boat. Because the night was getting darker and there was not enough lighting on the transport boat, Bedivere couldn't see who was behind King Arthur from a distance, only vaguely judged that the man seemed to be a dwarf. The climate in Africa is hot, and the sand in the desert is strong. In order to adapt to the environment, the average height of the inhabitants of the desert is shorter than that of Great Britain and even other Europeans.

At first, Bedivere thought it was an African who was captured by King Arthur, but when the transport boat approached, Bedivere could see clearly that the so-called prisoner behind the King of Knights was actually a Child.

We are here. The King of Knights jumped off the transport boat, reached out to pick up the child, and also introduced: This is Captain Bedivere.

Oh. The child hummed, looking a little afraid of life, and looked at the werewolf youth with slightly fearful eyes. The current Bedivere has just finished taking a shower, and the hair on his body is still stuck in strands. His silver wolf hair flashes light blue in the night, making Bedivere look like he has steel all over his body. Like the spikes, it's a bit scary indeed.

And Bedivere looked at the child. At first glance, he almost thought King Arthur had picked up a stick of wood in the forest. That kid was really thin. Although he wasn't completely skinny, his arms were not as thick as Bedivere's **** combined. The werewolf seriously doubted that this kid would be blown away by a gust of wind on the Red Sea.

Aside from being thin, this kid is really dirty, dirty and black. His head was gray, and the skin all over his body had a pale and dry feeling, but the unknown black dirt stuck on it made him look dull gray-black. Bedivere can see that this child lives in an underground world where sunlight cannot be found all year round, so his skin should have been extraordinarily fair, but the whiteness on his body was covered up by the dirty black, and only one or two patches were occasionally exposed. The slightly whiter areas, like the white patches on psoriasis patients, look very ugly. After seeing the child's filthy face and arms, the werewolf youth subconsciously stopped looking at his head, although the greasy and slovenly black still appeared in Bedivere's field of vision from time to time, irritating the werewolf's eyes.

Wow, it's so dirty, Bedivere couldn't help but complain: And, have we met somewhere?

What? The little boy hummed with his head tilted, indicating that he didn't understand Bedivere's words. Of course, he had never seen Bedivere, but Bedivere had seen the artificial Holy Spirit used by this kid for long-distance reconnaissance before. He was looking for someone in the capital of South Africa, and he came across this use of combat skills. The suspicious kid who won the ring match.

At this moment, Bedivere also remembered this incident. The moment he remembered it, he couldn't help exclaiming, and turned to look at Arthur with wide eyes: This child should not be!

Let's get in the boat and talk, shall we? The king of knights has actually moved, towards the entrance that connects the interior of the ship to the deck: By the way, is there a place to bathe in your ship?

There is a bath. Bedivere was about to say that there is a bathhouse in the boat, but he suddenly thought that Elaine was taking a bath in the bathhouse, and the white bear man might now become a white shark man who should not be approached. It was very dangerous, so he said Immediately changed his mind and said: This kid can go to my captain's room to wash.

Okay, then let's talk in the captain's room. King Arthur nodded. He waved for the kid to follow. The little boy had a reluctant expression on his face, but he kept up.

They walked quickly and arrived at the Captain's Lounge in Bediveville in no time.

Over there. The werewolf youth pointed in the direction of the bathroom: You can wash yourself, right?

I don't want to take a shower The thin little boy muttered in non-standard English: And he didn't bring a change of clothes with you when he came here

You're just a little kid. After you come out, wrap a bath towel around your body and you're done. What are you struggling with. Bedivere glared at the kid: Go and clean up! You're so dirty, you're going to stain the floor of my room!

Hey, the thin little boy reluctantly walked to the bathroom.

Eve, get some scarab golems to help this kid bathe. He is out of the habit of getting dirty, a person will definitely be sloppy, and it is impossible to wash his body clean. Bedivere added another sentence.

Understood, Captain Bedivere. So Eve, the ship's artificial intelligence navigation system, summoned four scarab golems.

Hey, there's an aunt talking? The little boy looked at his surroundings curiously: Is Auntie hiding somewhere to peek at us?

It's an artificial intelligence, don't worry about it. Bedivere explained sullenly.

What is artificial intelligence?

Ow, go take a shower! Bedivere said angrily, so frightened that the kid ran into the bathroom in a tumble. The four golden scarab golems also followed.

Eve, lock the bathroom door and tell the kid not to come out without washing it. Bedivere instructed: In addition, is the soundproof function of the bathroom okay?

After using the force field to strengthen the sound-absorbing ability, it can achieve complete sound insulation. Eve replied.

Very well, let's do it. The werewolf youth sat down on the table beside him: Arthur, is that child really?

The King of Knights also sat down and began to say: Yes, the one you found earlier. Our guys brought him here in the Swamp Street.

Bediver shivered: So, that means you have captured Sword Saint Yake as well?

No, not at all. Arthur smiled bitterly: First, the old man who lived with the child and taught him combat skills was actually not Uncle Sword Saint Yake at all. Second, our plan failed, and the old man ran away.

Bediver frowned and asked, "What's going on here?"

King Arthur shrugged, then told the process of capturing Sword Saint Joseph one by one. As Bedivere listened, the expression on his face changed from doubt to surprise, and then from surprise to anger.

How can you play against such a dangerous opponent alone! After listening to King Arthur's narration, Bedivere couldn't help it: at least call me! If I use the tungsten turtle tongue whip to assist you, there is no chance that the old man can hurt you!

Well~IndoMTL.com~ God knows. The king of knights smiled indifferently and said: I am facing Britannia, one of the strongest swordsmen in the history of Pantoracken, Joseph Pantoracken. Grandpa, he was born with the eye of true sight, and combined with the mind-eye technique he acquired the day after tomorrow, it is estimated that any sneak attack would be difficult to get him.

In fact, when King Arthur and Sword Saint Joseph fought against each other, Arthur could only use powerful and wide-ranging attacks to force his opponents to take hard moves, trying to push old Joseph's evasion ability to the limit . There is only the kind of attack that absolutely cannot dodge, and there is a chance that Sword Saint Joseph will be injured.

I don't quite understand. Arthur, don't you use True Sight? Wouldn't it be nice if you used True Sight to fight him too? Bedivere frowned and asked: And isn't the True Sight technique the technique used to observe the photon world, how could it help in battle?

Because there are hints.

Tips?

Yes, it's a hint. The King of Knights smiled bitterly and said: The Eye of True Sight is probably the most coveted ability of all warriors in the world.

Because of God, the owner of this talent will be given various hints during the battle.