Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2291: The omen of the dark (1)
Chapter 2291 Omen to the Darkness (1)
"Oh, I'm so tired..." Before Bedivere got back to his sand boat, he started rubbing his shoulders like an old man in the small transport boat.
"Why do you feel tired? You have been lying down during [that] process, and your body has not moved. And [over there] even though several months have passed, [this] has actually passed. A few hours." At that time, Arthur was still chatting with Bedivere using British military encrypted communication, and he complained when he heard Bedivere crying tired. Of course, even though the communication was encrypted, King Arthur spoke very cautiously, and did not mention anything about another world nine hundred years later. It made Arthur's words sound like some kind of ciphertext, extremely incomprehensible.
"But I'm really tired." Bedivere continued to rub his shoulders, his eyes fell on the horizon where the sun had completely set in the distance, observing the ray of light after sunset, "Have you heard of it, Ya Se? Some people dream frequently when they sleep. If they dream for a long time, the dreaming is too frequent, which will affect the quality of sleep. After waking up, not only will they not recover from fatigue, but they will be more tired. I don’t know our situation and this How similar the situation is, but, um, that's probably what it means anyway. I don't know the specifics, and I'm not a scientist."
"I probably understand what you're trying to say, even if it doesn't make sense." Arthur hummed, but there didn't seem to be any sarcasm in the humming, but it made Bedivere feel a little bit more sarcastic. It felt that Arthur on the other end of the microphone was seriously thinking about this possibility.
Because King Arthur doesn't laugh at Bedivere's words, and tends to privately analyze seemingly wild ideas, Bedivere admires the King of Great Britain so much.
"Anyway, thank you for your hard work. Take a good rest after you go back." Arthur didn't continue talking about this, but changed the topic: "The final battle in the ring match of the round table trial is still left. Four days. It's time for you to think about the strategy for winning the decisive battle. To be honest, among the candidates who advance to the finals, I think there are at least two opponents that you can't win no matter how hard you struggle. No If you work hard to find a breakthrough, you will lose in this final?"
"Um..." Bedivere didn't reply, just responded vaguely.
"See you later." At this time, the transport boat was very close to the deck of the Dawn. The werewolf youth pretended to be busy landing and hurriedly interrupted the conversation. He jumped and landed on the wonderful green plant of the Dawn. on the deck.
Dawn's greenery still has a soft luminosity at night, as several species of plants are grown here that biofluoresce at night, including an improved fiddlehead flower. The orange-yellow light on the flower buds of that thing is similar to the street lamps in the courtyard, and it has a strange beauty.
"Segled, are you still here?" Bedivere asked curiously when he saw that Segled had set up a stove or something to cook pine resin outside the tent in the green plantation garden. Camping in a place like this all day, can you really stand it? Why don't you go into the cabin and lie down comfortably on the soft sofa? I have already asked Eve to reserve a room for you."
"This meow," Seglade said with a wry smile, mixing the pine resin of the magic pine tree thoroughly in a container: "I just like the atmosphere here, meow. This green garden is more and more like a Turkic marsh. , surrounded by the scent of plants, it smells very comfortable."
The pine resin heated in the container has a higher fluidity, and some magazines in the pine resin continue to sink and float as the Seglade stirs with the wooden stick. After repeated purification and cooling, the magazines that floated at the top and the lowest were removed, and only the purest turpentine in the middle was crushed and mixed with the body fluid of the pseudo-dragon, and three kinds of freezing, burning, and lightning can be made. A completely different magic pine resin, which can be used to enchant Bedivere and their weapons. Seglade is now diligently purifying the base material of the magic pine resin, all in order to make the magic pine resin play a better role in actual combat.
Thinking of this, Bedivere thinks it's best not to disturb Syglade as much as possible -- even though the Leopard youth is doing this now, it's like playing at home, cooking a pot that can't Fake soup to fill...
Bediver took another look at the sleeping bag in the tent. Seglade was living here completely, camping with tents in the green garden for several days in a row. Although everyone has their own aspirations, it is not bad that Seglade likes to set up camp in such a place, but Bedivere always feels that this kid is hiding from something...
"Where's Albert?" Bedivere asked casually, remembering the tiger man youth who had been treated in the medical room of the Dawn.
"Mr. Albert, he probably flew away in the evening on a cavalry meow. If you come back in an hour or so, maybe you can say goodbye to him meow." He stirred the pot of turpentine, a pseudo-dragon on his shoulders——his pet [Shining Silver], the little thing looked curiously at the pot of translucent colloidal shape that was constantly fragrant but inedible. thing.
"Humph," Bedivere didn't say anything, but turned around and walked to the cabin a little embarrassed. After entering, he whispered: "Who wants to say goodbye to that kind of ruthless guy."
He knew that every time Albert went back to the Dawning Region, it would be equivalent to going to die, and he might never return and die on the battlefield of [Great Hunting Festival] Lviv. But Albert didn't ask him for help, and Bedivere was not easy to take action. It should be said that he couldn't find a reason to help the tiger youth. This is no longer a matter between the two of them. It even involves the orcs in the Dawning region, the face of the Warcraft Hunter organization, the diplomatic issues between Great Britain and the Dawning region, and more. If Bedivere randomly intervenes in the [Great Hunting Festival] in the name of helping friends, it will only make the problem more complicated.
So Bedivere can't intervene, unless Albert asks for his help. But that stupid tiger was extraordinarily stubborn at the key point, that is, he didn't ask Bedivere the question he always wanted him to ask.
So, this is the second time, and Bedivere just watched Albert go to the [Great Hunting Festival], but he didn't even have room to stay, and he didn't do anything.
It's embarrassing.
Meow~ Just when the werewolf youth was wondering, a cat meow interrupted his attention. Just at the corner of the front corridor, a small black cat swaggered past. Then------
"Meow~" Obert's little idiot also followed behind the cat's buttocks, crawling on all fours, learning to meow while crawling, and even the crawling movements were exactly the same as the black cat's "cat walk".
The black cat is of course Kate's cat, and it seems to be called Little Black. That cat was originally a wild cat. It had been living in the "Rotten Swamp District" underground in Pretoria, the capital of South Africa, for many years. Of course, all the weirdos and idiots have seen it. When encountering strange things, he can still keep his calm and look on his face. Calmly continue walking ahead. On the contrary, the little tiger Aubert behind Xiao Hei was learning to walk lamely, which made Bedivere want to laugh.
"What are you doing? Where's Kate?" Bedivere asked.
"I was taken away by the doctors in Great Britain. It seems to be for a medical examination~" Aubert was still concentrating on learning the catwalk, and his answer was very casual: "Just now, the uncle of the white tiger taught me how to walk a cat, saying: It can exercise balance and hunting skills."
"Huh?"
"Look, cats are all natural hunters, and their walking postures are prepared for hunting at any time." Aubert didn't know where he heard the crooked reasoning, so he learned to say seriously: "So, Uncle Tiger also said that if you want to become a powerful hunter, you must first learn their skills from other natural hunters."
"Is this what that guy Albert gave you?" Bedivere's face lengthened, "Don't listen to him, he's just playing tricks on you."
"It's meow? But it's so funny, meow hahaha~" Aubert followed the little black cat while wagging his tail, but the black cat ignored the little tiger's stupid behavior and continued to Continue to walk as gracefully as you want, occasionally glancing back at Obert, as if to despise this stupid orc child with its dead fish eyes.
"Never mind..." Seeing that Obert was having a good time and had no reason to stop him, Bedivere shrugged. Children are really nice, they find everything new and interesting, even learning how to walk a cat can have fun once. When Obert will get tired of this kind of gameplay, that is something to worry about later.
"Eve, keep an eye on this kid, don't let him run into any dangerous place inside the ship." Bedivere added more.
"Understood, Captain. All-round monitoring has been carried out." The artificial intelligence navigation system of the sand ship replied.
Originally, Eve was monitoring the whole process, and this kid Obert couldn't come up with any tricks. But Bedivere was curious. With so many adults on board, why was there no one behind Aubert to take care of this kid? Are you letting it all go?
The next second, Bedivere understands. In fact, it's not that no one is watching, it's just that the person who is watching is far away and is watching secretly. Big Lawrence poked his head out halfway from the corner of the corridor, snickering and observing Aubert from a distance, not knowing what he was trying to do.
"What are you doing?" Bedivere walked over and asked directly: "And why are you laughing so lewdly?"
"But, boss, don't you think he's cute? Uh, I mean, that kid twists his **** to learn how to walk like a cat."
"I don't think so. I'm not a cat lover. And your mind is dangerous." Bedivere said with a long face.
"Huhu~IndoMTL.com~ Lawrence didn't respond, continued to stare at Aubert from a distance, and casually changed the subject: "Boss, you haven't had dinner yet, have you? When the blood sugar level is low, the whole person looks irritable. "
"You don't need to worry about my blood sugar." Bedivere snorted, then walked towards the crew lounge: "I haven't eaten dinner yet. Please don't make any trouble while I'm eating and resting. Come on, thank you."
"Oh, go, go, eat and drink." Lawrence waved his hand perfunctorily, and Obert had already walked away with the cat over there, so this guy followed closely behind.
Why is this ship full of weirdos. Bedivere couldn't help but wonder.
"Oh yes, Uncle Black Panther is looking for you." Lawrence, who had been out for a while following Obert, suddenly remembered something and said, "They don't know what mysterious research they are doing, and Don't tell me. Anyway, they tell you to go to the old mage's workshop whenever you have time. Boss, just go over after dinner."
"Palamidis? Looking for me?" Bedivere couldn't help raising his eyebrows, Big Cat and Old Man Logan didn't know what they were conspiring this time.
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