Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2567: The ultimate victory over the king’s cavalry (22)
Chapter 2567 Absolute victory over Wang Qi (twenty-two)
"Here." With the approach of the small transport boat, Bedivere and others could see a silver, peculiarly shaped boat moored in the stone pillar forest of the Red Sea from a distance.
That's of course Bedivere's sand ship [Dawn], but now it looks a little different than usual---because it's just starting the docking process right now, the ship's [Combat Module] and [Life] Modules] are gradually merged together through somewhat complex deformations.
"Oh oh oh oh, fit!!""Super awesome ah ah ah ah!!" Two other guys, one big and one small, who were also sitting on the small transport boat, shouted at the same time. The [small] one is, of course, Jonathan, the son of Academician Zuster, and the [big] one actually refers to the gladiator Berelder.
"Isn't it just a fusion, is it necessary to have such a big reaction?" Bedivere said disapprovingly.
"What? Don't you know? [Fit] It's a man's romance!" Berelder protested loudly, dancing like a child.
"That's true, boss." Lawrence also interjected. If this guy hadn't seen the combination and split of the Dawning, he would probably be joking with the big and small idiots.
"That's right, I'm the only one out of touch with the times, as long as you like it..." Bedivere didn't bother to reason with these guys.
"So this is the famous Dawn." Berelder added: "It's really spectacular to see it up close."
"Is my boat really that famous?"
"What? You don't know or pretend you don't?" The gladiator said again, "This is the legendary warship? The Dawn? Cairo was attacked by [Moby Dick] before, yes It suddenly appeared and repelled Moby Dick, the desert devil whale. Oh? The heroic appearance of the Dawn has long been spread across the African and European continents through major media. Now it is not only famous in Egypt, but also in the whole of Africa. Does anyone know its name all the way to Europe?!"
"Yes, I do remember this..." Bedivere said perfunctorily. The Dawn had indeed hit Moby Dick head-on. But did it really become famous in such a way that it simply won the attention of the whole world? So exaggerated?
"It wasn't because of how exciting the battle of the Dawn was, but because Moby Dick was really a terrifying legendary monster, and its horror has spread to Europe." Lawrence added: "Not to mention our ship He also participated in Moby Dick's crusade, and some people who didn't know the truth even thought that the Dawn had killed Moby Dick."
"How can this be done, it was the [Pegot] who did that blow? It was because Captain Jake and his crew sacrificed themselves that we were able to defeat Moby Dick, are those people? Didn't you hear my battle report?!"
"What you say is one thing, how they understand it is another." Gladiator Berelder added: "In that kind of natural disaster-level battle, people also need to establish a hero, a Idols, as the spiritual pillar of their worship. Those who died in battle, they can only mourn, but cannot worship, so it does not meet their needs. And you and your ship are just staying in the brightest spotlight on the stage It's just that people are paying attention."
"I'd rather not have this kind of attention..." Bedivere said gloomily.
"Why not? Fame is a bargaining chip. The more famous you are, the more you can use this bargaining chip to gain more advantages for yourself in negotiations. Why not?"
Bedivere responds to Berelder's questioning with silence. A few months ago, he was a werewolf who lived in obscurity in the snowy fields of Western Siberia. Now he has become the well-known Captain Bedivere. This kind of change is not what he wants. It's not easy to get used to it for a while.
"You're afraid of change, right?" Berelder asked quietly: "The constant life gives you peace of mind, but too many sudden changes make you dazed. That's the kind of person you are, right?"
Beddieville did not answer.
The transport boat landed on the deck of the Dawn, the green area of the ship has risen, and the deck is a pleasant garden view.
"It's great to plant trees on a boat," the gladiator whistled.
"Welcome back, Mr. Bedivere, meow." Seglade, who had been staying in the green area, leaned over and asked, "Are these two...?"
"Gladiator Berelder, you should know. This is the son of Academician Zuster (Bedivere suddenly thought that Seglade might not know Zuster at all)... um, Myerson Brotherhood."
"Oh." The leopard youth replied lightly, not showing much interest in Jonathan, but looking at Berelder cautiously. After all, the gladiator Berelder was the one who was in the [Round Table Trial]. One of its competitors—and a formidable competitor.
"Is Uncle Palamidis back too? [Battle Module] He should have taken it on my behalf, right?" Bedivere asked again.
"Yes, Dad is back with Aunt Vivian, meow. If you're looking for him, you should be able to find him in the common room, meow." Seglade replied, busy with his work-- ---- Gather the resin of the magic pine tree to make those magic pine resins for enchanting weapons.
"Well, when will Dad pick me up?" Jonathan asked.
"He'll come over to join us after he's done with the Brotherhood." Bedivere scribbled: "You play with the other kids on the boat first, and wait for him to come by the way. If you have anything Find this Uncle Lawrence, he'll take care of it for you."
"So is this the nanny on your ship...or the housekeeper?"
"Neither! I'm the first mate on the ship!" Lawrence interrupted, dumbfounded.
"Huh? Are you?" Bedivere was surprised: "I always thought you were doing chores..."
"Even boss, you make such a joke!"
"Hahahahaha." Bedville laughed for a while and walked Jonathan and Lawrence.
"If you guessed correctly, your boat should be a boat of small hairballs." Gladiator Berelder, who entered the cabin with the werewolf youth, said as he walked.
"You're not entirely wrong, but you'd better not call him a furball in front of Uncle Palamidis." Bedivere reminded: "Uncle Palamidis himself is not. I will compare this, but his wife------"
"What happened to his wife?" A woman's voice suddenly sounded behind the werewolf youth, faint and cold.
Bediver shivered and her hair stood on end: "Uh, Vivienne..."
"So you're trying to say that Palamie is magnanimous, while I, a little woman, is relatively stingy, is that what you mean?" Vivian asked.
"That's not the case, hahaha..." Bediveville smiled apologetically: "But probably no wife would want to hear her husband being called a hairball? Probably."
Vivian gave Bedivere and Berelder a white look: "No, he's a furball. Even a furry monster. Actually his cat hair is always shed in my lab. One place, affecting the operation of all kinds of equipment, I have found this annoying since a long time ago. You can make him realize this for himself."
"Hahaha...I'll mention this to him..." Bedivere then smiled wryly.
"Very good." The succubus nodded: "You guys are gathered there, probably to discuss something? I have something to do today, so I won't disturb you. But don't let Paramy do anything dangerous. What? He's been restless enough lately."
"Okay, okay, of course." Bedivere nodded perfunctorily.
"Good day everyone, then." Vivian leaned down slightly to salute, and sped away.
"The elder sister of His Majesty King Arthur, Vivienne Conwell." Berelder whispered after Vivienne had left.
"You know very well."
"I've done research, too," said the gladiator.
Bedivere couldn't help but wondered, what kind of "research" was that, that actually went to Vivian's identity.
"What is your wish, Berelder?" Bedivere asked casually before reaching the lounge.
"Wish?"
"Well, since you signed up to participate in the round table trial, it means that you have a wish you want to achieve, right?" The werewolf youth continued: "Is it convenient to say? It's not convenient to say it."
"Okay, it's okay to tell you." Berelder said, "My wish is very simple, to find the remains of my companions who escaped from the mine with me and bury them well. ."
"Is it that hard to find? You haven't been able to find it for so many years?"
"You and I actually walked through the [Pan God's Cave] once today. Please tell me with your actual experience whether it is difficult or easy to find a few bodies in that kind of place."
It is really difficult, a dark underground cave, intricate terrain, surrounded by death traps, and terrifying monsters roaming in the cave. Bedivere shrugged and didn't answer.
"The [Pan God's Cave] we went to today is already a heavily developed area, and its size is relatively small among hundreds of cave systems in the world. The Pan God's Cave we tried to escape back then. ...about ten times bigger than today's one."
"So exaggerated?" Bedivere hummed, "It's a miracle that you can escape from the inside of the cave to the exit of the cave alive."
"It's really a miracle~IndoMTL.com~ I can do that kind of thing without tools, hunger and cold, even I admire myself. But my companions were obviously not so lucky, and the result was only I—and Karzan—successfully escaped."
"So you want to become a Knight of the Round Table, and use the human and material resources of the Knights of the Round Table to help you search again for the Pan God Cave where your companions were buried, right?" The werewolf youth said again: "It may not be the case. It will be as simple as you think, right? The Knights of the Round Table are not omnipotent. There are some things they can't do, they can't do it. Maybe the remains of your companions have been washed away by the underground river, and they have long since become What about the missing pieces? What should I do then?"
"I didn't say that I would be able to find everything, just do my best. This matter is of great significance to me, not only to pay tribute to my dead companion, but also to put an end to my past. Once this is done, I cannot move on."
"Is that so?" Bedivere said lightly. There are indeed such people in this world, who are imprisoned in the shackles of the past, and even if they try to break free, they must spend a lifetime of energy.
"Speaking of which, I heard that you have an artifact [Yingqi Orb] in your hand, and you know how to use it?" Bedivere suddenly changed the conversation and asked tentatively.