Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2395: Wild Hunt to the Deep Sea (10)

Chapter 2395 Wild Hunt in the Deep Sea (10)

The young man had an extremely embarrassed look on his face as Bedivere told a surprising fact.

"Sure enough, there's nothing to hide from you, Mr. Bedivere," the other said.

"Because I've tried time travel too, and I've been told I can't break certain rules." Bedivere replied, "You sound and act exactly like that long-winded guy."

That long-winded guy, of course, is Prime Minister Merlin.

"Okay. I can't do anything to let you know about it." The young man sighed, "Please don't tell me."

"Of course I won't talk nonsense about this. You saved me anyway, and of course I will obey the benefactor's request. This point *is still there."

"Practice..." The young man smiled indifferently.

"So, it's really okay for you and your mates to fall out because of me?" Bedivere asked again.

"What shouldn't have happened has happened, and it can't be undone." The other party smiled bitterly: "Even if it is my temporary willfulness, I will eventually be forgiven by my comrades."

"It seems that other people's salvation is true." Bediveville continued after a round of temptation: "But are you sure that other people will not trouble me? In order to maintain the balance of time and space and the normal development of history , come to assassinate me or something------"

"That's not how things work. You don't have to worry at all." The young man replied again, rising from the ground: "I've set up a distress beacon here, and the people of Great Britain will be there soon. Come to the rescue. Please continue to cultivate here, and I... should go too."

Seeing that the other party wanted to leave, Bedivere hurriedly asked: "Wait. That's it?"

"That's it. What's wrong?"

"When are you going to take that little naughty Aubert back?" Bedivere then demanded.

The other party seemed to be shocked again. After two seconds of silence, he said: "Yes. Of course. Yes, can I hide anything from you, Mr. Bedivere."

"Once you come to the conclusion that [you are time travelers], many things that were originally unexplainable will naturally be connected." The werewolf youth smiled and said: "The child is not from this era, he is from From the future, with your gang. So he knows a lot of things that people in this era shouldn't know. That kid...is the son of Albert and Chanel?"

"Yeah." Even though he didn't want to admit it, the other party snorted as an answer.

"I won't ask you [what happened in the future], but it seems that the child doesn't even know his father's existence, which means------"

"Please don't go on, Mr. Bedivere. It's one of the taboos to speculate on the future in this form."

"Oh, sorry."

"I really have to go. If someone from Great Britain comes and meets me, things will get complicated." The young man said anxiously: "Goodbye (Kama), Mr. Bedivere. ."

In the depths of the werewolf youth, his prosthetic left arm, which will never be injured: "Before leaving, it's alright to shake hands with me, right?"

"Do you shake hands..."

"No way?"

The other party hesitated, but reached out and shook hands with Bedivere.

Then Bedivere suddenly grabbed the opponent's arm with all his strength and sighed: "It's really you, Husky."

"Hey!?" The young man's unexpected reasoning caused the muscles on his face to freeze suddenly.

"You, what are you kidding, Mr. Bedivere..." He tried to break free from Bedivere's hand, but the arm the werewolf youth grabbed was a prosthetic, not because Bedivere was badly injured and lost his proper grip, and the opponent had nowhere to run.

"No need to pretend. That bandaged technique betrayed you." The werewolf youth calmly analyzed: "Eskimo people have a habit... or a bad habit, they like Wrap a bandage around the wound a few more times, thinking that this will better prevent the wound from cracking. In fact, this is useless at all, and it is easy to press the wound and cause secondary cracking.

I have been scolded by Arthur many times for this bad habit before, and finally forced myself to keep improving, and finally became the current method of tying a bandage -- wrapping the wound twice, and the wound next to the wound. The position is wrapped three times. This is a bandage technique that only I can use. It doesn't actually have any extra effect. It's just that I am familiar with this way of tying, so I will tie it like this. Except myself, only Husky in the world has seen me bandaged like this. "

"Just a coincidence..."

"It could have been coincidence, if you hadn't bandaged so many wounds on my body the same way. Coincidences don't happen many times, little idiot." Bedivere continued with a stern face The lesson said: "And when I saw this little scar on your arm, I was even more convinced -- you still remember when you were a child, you used my lightsaber to play with it, and you were burned by the lightsaber. Do you have a scar? At that time you were crying and asking if I would leave a scar."

There seems to be such a thing, but Husky doesn't even remember it.

"I thought I could cover the scar by plucking the hair over, so I didn't care anymore, right?" The werewolf youth grinned: "Sure enough, he's a little idiot."

"Dad..." It's impossible to recognize it now, Husky changed his tone and sighed: "Sure enough... I can't hide anything from you."

"So how on earth did you become human and grow so tall? Oh wait, don't answer me. You are not [the Husky of this age], but [the Husky from the future] ]. [It is taboo to speculate on the future without authorization], right?"

"Yeah." The young Husky nodded and said, "Of course I can't tell you."

"Then why your human form looks so similar to Thoral, I won't ask." Bedivere half-jokingly said, "No, I still have to ask. Your uncle Thoral should be won't let you drink any strange white liquid------"

"Dragon hunters never age, and in his blood there is a gene source that never deteriorates." Husky replied, "Dad, Uncle Solar didn't do anything, he's a decent man. ."

"Hahahaha, sorry sorry." Just as the werewolf youth smiled bitterly, Husky changed back to his canine appearance. Maybe he also thought it was strange to see his father in a human appearance. When he grew up, the young Husky's coat was much lighter than before, but the white on his cheeks and the white near his brow bones were still the same as before.

"It turns out that I can change it back."

"Normally, you can't change after you change. I use some special operations."

"As expected, it's still pleasing to the eye. Come on, let Dad take a good look at your face------"

"I really have to go------"

"Just a moment."

Hasky sighed and leaned in front of Bedivere, kneeling beside his father. The werewolf youth also stretched out another hand and touched his son's cheek.

"You know what, I'm looking for you all over the world. You in this day and age. Oh my son. I thought there was no hope at all, and I thought I was fooling myself. But you really exist, right? You Not an illusion, right? You're still waiting for me somewhere in the world in this day and age, right?"

"Yes, Dad." Tears flickered in the canine youth's eyes.

"That's good. That's great....Wait, I'll find you. No matter how many years it takes, no matter how many detours it takes."

"Although according to the original history, you will die in today's battle, we will never see each other." Husky laughed and cried.

"Then I'm glad that history has changed." Bedivere also joked while crying: "What kind of nonsense [the balance of the world will be broken], let it go to hell."

Hey la la la la—the sound of ships approaching in the distance.

"I really should go." The young Husky stepped back and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Then...bye bye, Daddy."

"Take care, Husky." The werewolf youth was both crying and laughing, with a rather comical expression.

"Take care of you too...Daddy." The canine youth turned and left, not knowing what device was activated, unfolded a bubble-like thing to wrap his body, and then he rode this The bubbles flew through the wall and flew into the glass rock wall not far away, and disappeared without a trace.

(Husky...)

(This shouldn't be a dream, right?)

"I found it, it's there!!" The werewolf youth could hear someone shouting from a distance. A group of medical staff in white robes had been carrying stretchers and rushed over in a hurry.

"Hey, are you alright?!" Constantine was the first to arrive: "Who bandaged your wound?"

"..." The werewolf youth opened his eyes slightly, but did not answer.

"He lost too much blood and lost consciousness, ready for blood transfusion!" "There may be fractures, be careful when moving!" "Severe damage to internal organs and multiple soft tissues! Prepare life support equipment!" shouted eloquently.

"...I..." Bedivere was about to ask the crew on the Dawn, the doctors had put an oxygen mask on his mouth. Fresh and pure oxygen was delivered from the tube at the end of the mask and poured directly into the nose and mouth of the werewolf youth. A feeling of relief and relaxation suddenly enveloped Bedivere's body, and at the same time he was seized by the immense tiredness, and his eyelids collapsed like lead.

Minutes after the commotion ~IndoMTL.com~ Somewhere in the Saharan Sands.

"It's over." Husky sighed, rushing to the meeting place with his companions.

"You're such an asshole." Hal covered the wound in his lower abdomen and complained, "You pierced my kidneys and almost died. To save Uncle Bedivere, you even raped a friend of many years. Poison hand?"

"Sorry, sorry." The canine youth smiled wryly: "I'll make it up to you when I go back. Do you want chocolate or cookies?"

"Idiot..." Howl turned his flushed face away: "It's useless, you know. You're not interfering with the [singularity], the world line will still end, Uncle Bedivere will eventually die at the hands of Moby Dick. You're just delaying what's supposed to happen, and you're increasing the risk of our actions..."

"I know." Husky smiled wryly: "Even so, I still want to take a bet. There may be changes in the future."

There is still hope, but what if it comes true?

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