Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1969: Fighting in the morning (4)

Chapter 1969 The battle is tempered in the morning (four)

Ten minutes later.

"Merlin, show them that thing." King Arthur said as soon as he entered the war room, as if he had already discussed it with the prime minister.

"Is this really good?"

"It's up to Bedivere to judge the details." Arthur said, handing the werewolf youth a pair of sunglasses.

"This is?"

"If you don't have something to protect your eyes, if you don't have this, look at Reiltherfield directly with your eyes, and there will be problems immediately." Arthur said.

"When did the magic mirror become such a dangerous thing..." The werewolf youth put on his sunglasses tremblingly, and at the same time turned to look at the tiger man boy Obert beside him. The little tiger probably doesn't need sunglasses at all. This kid is still wearing the tiger mask that Arthur gave him. It is estimated that the mask itself was passively manipulated.

Meanwhile, Merlin retrieves another completely sealed black box from an extremely well-protected case. Judging from the shape and size of the black box, it should contain the [Magic Mirror of Remembrance---Reltherfield].

It is so well protected that it deserves to be a national treasure of Great Britain. Although this is a bit of an exaggeration.

"This is the magic mirror you want to borrow." Arthur opened the black box.

Bedivere then glanced curiously into the black box. He had seen Reiltherfield before, but the magic mirror he saw then seemed to be different from the one he saw now.

By the way, Bedivere suddenly realized that the most important "lens" part of the magic mirror had disappeared.

Originally, in the center of this extremely ornately decorated mirror, there should be a piece of white diamond the size of a palm.

Or...Bediver got it all wrong?

"...Where's the gem?" The werewolf young man felt confused and couldn't help asking curiously.

"Well, the gem... our country's national treasure [the Pale Holy Diamond---Soul of Dreams] was stolen by thieves." The King of Knights answered truthfully.

"What?!" The werewolf youth couldn't help being stunned: "Who is so bold! And as a national treasure, isn't Rael Sefield guarded by someone? How could it be so simple...!"

Bediver stopped abruptly mid-sentence. At this time, he suddenly remembered that the person who guards this national treasure is Queen Greenville, and Queen Greenville just fell into a deep sleep for some reason and has never been able to wake up.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, or if it was part of the whole plan, that a thief took advantage of the magic mirror to steal one of the most valuable national treasures in Great Britain!

"Do you have any clues about who the thief is? Why don't you hurry up and get the national treasure back?" Bedivere then asked.

"About that...we'll just find a way to deal with it, you don't have to worry." King Arthur said vaguely. Maybe they don't even know who the national treasure's white diamond is now?

"So...is this thing still usable now?" So Bedivere looked at Rael Thurfield, who had only the frame and no mirror part of the white diamond, and asked, "Could it be, Has it lost its function?"

"No no no, Bedivere, that's not the case at all." King Arthur waved his hand and said, "On the contrary. The white diamond is a tool used to suppress the power of Reiltherfield, or Its seal is right. Now that Raeltherfield has lost the white diamond, not only is it [usable], its power is so powerful that it can get out of control at any time."

"There is such a thing?"

"The original magic mirror has the power to spy on other people's dreams, and can project one's spirit into another sleeping person's dream." Merlin explained: "But the current magic mirror is not only Such a simple prop. Without the [limiter], it is not just as simple as projecting one person's spirit into another's dream, it can not only [spy on] other people's dreams, but also [influence] other people's dreams Dreams, that is close to brainwashing. But this [influence] is mutual, and the person who is invaded by the dream will interact with the person who invades the dream. In the worst case, the person who enters the dream of others may be lost forever in other people's dreams and never come back."

Then Arthur and Merlin turned their heads at the same time to look at the tiger boy Obert. Arthur came close to persuading bitterly: "Beddie, are you really going to do this? You really want to help a child you don't even know yourself, risk never waking up and enter his dream. In the world?"

The werewolf youth was stunned for half a second, then he also turned his head and touched the little tiger's head. Obert, who didn't seem to understand all this, giggled twice, probably thinking it was all just for fun.

"There's no other way, isn't there?" Bedivere said, "Now that all leads have been cut, it's the only way to help this kid find his mother. So still What's the hesitation?"

As soon as Bedivere's voice fell, King Arthur and Prime Minister Merlin looked at the werewolf youth with the eyes of caring fools.

"No way..." Merlin said.

"Indeed, it's a disease," said the King of Knights.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Bedivere hurriedly defended himself: "I just want to help this kid. After all, my own son has been separated for many years, and the thought of that kid is still somewhere in the world is anxious. I was very sad to find my father. I just felt that I couldn't leave this kind of thing alone."

"Really." The King of Knights snorted lightly, "If that's the case, then do as you wish. Come forward and pick up the magic mirror."

At this moment, however, the tiger man suddenly asked in a puzzled way: "Why is Uncle Wolf so uncomfortable? Your son has always been by your side, secretly observing your every move."

"What?!"

"It's true, the big brother always said that he wanted to meet you, and said that he missed you so much over the years. But he often said that doing so would affect the timeline of the world. So hold back and don't do anything. You guys are really weird."

"...You're talking nonsense again, you troublemaker." Bedivere, who was confused, said disapprovingly.

"I didn't say nonsense!" The little tiger stuck out his tongue: "Everything I said is true!"

However, the tiger man had a case of mistaking Chanel for his mother before. Bedivere didn't believe him and asked: "Then let me ask you, how old is your big brother?"

The little tiger counted his fingers, and then suddenly found that his fingers were not enough: "Well... ten years older than Aubert... about."

"Then it's definitely not my child." Bediveville said with a face, "My son is only six or seven years old at most this year."

"What I said is true! It's maddening, you don't believe it!" said the little tiger dancing.

The werewolf youth shook his head. On the other hand, King Arthur seemed to notice something vaguely, and his expression became more and more subtle.

"Stop talking. Let's get started." Bedivere picked up the mirrorless mirror of recollection, but the framed mirror sensed that the user was pulling it and began to sit in its frame. A thin film appeared. That membrane was like a force field formed by some kind of enchantment, but it was dark, deep, and completely impenetrable.

"Find a place to lie down," the werewolf youth said to the tiger man youth: "You have to fall asleep before I can enter your dream."

"Hey, but I'm not sleepy at all." The little tiger pouted. He has just woken up, and for a kid who has just woken up and has ADHD, it is not easy for him to fall asleep again.

"Sleep." Merlin stepped forward, raised his hand in front of Aubert, and said something suggestive.

As if being hypnotized, the tiger man suddenly fell down with his legs weak.

"It's a bit rough." Bedivere quickly supported the little tiger before Aubert had reached the end, and placed the sleeping Aubert on the sofa beside him.

"This is more efficient." The prime minister, however, did not pay attention to the question of whether it was rude or not: "Let's make it clear first, I'm very busy, so I don't have time to accompany you all day. After the dream test is over, return the [Magic Mirror of Remembrance------Reltherfield]."

"Since you're so busy, why don't you just leave us alone?" Bedivere gave Merlin a dissatisfied look.

"No, Merlin is responsible for guarding your mind, so that you will not get lost in other people's dreams." King Arthur said: "This is the same as the steps we took to travel through time to the world nine hundred years later. Ignore ~IndoMTL.com~ that's it." Bedivere had seen a dark shadow of a crow popping out of Merlin's shoulders, it was Merlin's familiar, Daredevil Harry. He can travel through time and follow Bedivere to the world nine hundred years later, and it is estimated that he can also penetrate the dream and follow Bedivere into Aubert's dream world. When things get out of control, Bedivere's consciousness will be pulled back into the real world by Merlin's side by special means--I'm afraid this is such a safety measure.

"Then...begin." Bedivere said, raising the magic mirror of recollection and using it to face the sleeping tiger boy.

He took off the protective sunglasses himself, and used his naked eyes to look directly at the magic mirror of the mirror of memory.

Some kind of powerful force grabbed him, as if to **** his soul out into another world.

After passing by with a hoot, the world in front of Bedivere is actually ------

A special facility like a research institute.

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