Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2568: The ultimate victory over the king’s cavalry (23)
Chapter 2568 Absolute victory over Wang Qi (twenty-three)
"Oh...you heard that from the Myerson Brotherhood?" Bedivere groaned. In fact, there is no need to ask this question at all. According to the relationship between Berelder and Elder Karzan, this guy must have heard about it from the elder, or it is impossible for him to not know.
"I don't lie to you, the [Yingqi Orb] can indeed be used. However, some strict conditions need to be met." The werewolf youth continued: "When only one person uses the Yingqi Orb to find something, it will There's no way of locating this thing correctly, and the picture is too fragmented to analyze, and you don't know which to look at."
"So what to do?"
"Increase the number of users." The werewolf youth replied, "When each user wants to see the same thing, their thoughts will guide the Yingqi Orb, and each user will be able to see the same thing. Project the same scene you want to see. This is the correct usage of the Yingqi Orb."
"Is it enough as long as there are enough users?"
"No...the user must also work together to want to see something. In your case, each user must know your companions, or at least have seen them What your companions looked like when they were alive. If you don't even know what they looked like, you can't help [Yingqi Orb] locate it."
"Hmm." Berelder grunted, seemingly lost in thought.
"This is easy to handle." After about three seconds, he suddenly said again: "There were several slaves in the mine before. I know my companions. As long as they are found, I can help [Yingqi Orb]. ] is positioned, right?"
"Theoretically so." Bedivere asked suspiciously: "But how many years ago was that? Ten years? Twenty years? Those slaves who worked in the mines are still alive now. Is it right?"
"It's not always possible to work in the mines, there will always be a few lucky guys who have their [sentence] full and are freed by their slave owners. Or sold from one place to another... In short, if you don't try to find it, you won't know."
"Right...good luck," Bedivere said sarcastically. How big is the world, how low is the probability of finding a few slaves who worked in a specific mine in the vast sea of people, and ensuring that these people are still alive after a dozen (tens?) years? It's no easier than finding a few bodies in [Pan's Cave], right?
Gladiator Berelder, maybe unexpectedly a naive optimistic and emotional guy?
"By the way, if I find enough operators, will you lend me the [Yingqi Orb]?" Sure enough, Berelder made this request to Bedivere next.
"You..."
"Of course, I won't borrow your treasures for nothing, I will pay you the corresponding remuneration." He continued: "Isn't that possible?"
"Your purpose is to bury your former companion. I think this is also a legitimate request. I have no reason to refuse it." Bedivere said: "Yes, if you can really find enough people to operate it. [Yingqi Orb], how about lending it to you. But is it really good? You have achieved your goal from me, and you will lose the reason to participate in the [Round Table Trial]."
Berelder didn't even hesitate, and replied indifferently: "As long as the goal can be achieved, isn't it?"
This guy really isn't after fame and fortune, let alone the various benefits that come with becoming a Knight of the Round Table. He only needs to realize his simple wish. Thinking of how simple his wish was, and how hard and obsessive this guy was in the ring, Bedivere couldn't help feeling chills.
"But before I decide to help you, let me confirm," the werewolf youth said: "The companions who escaped with you in the mine back then should not be as simple as [the same slave], right? I always think ...you knew each other before you became slaves? Probably ... a fellow in a criminal gang?"
Berelder was silent for a moment.
"Intuition or reasoning?" he asked.
"A little bit." The werewolf youth replied. Reasoning alone will certainly not push it to such a far-reaching place.
"So, as always, your intuition and reasoning abilities are amazing. Could this be the bonus effect of some kind of artifact on you?" Berelder groaned.
"God knows, maybe there is." Bedivere snorted.
"...so you're right, we knew each other before we became slaves, we were both low-level combatants in a small Spanish branch of the [Red Spider Rogues]. When I was young , did do all kinds of bad things with this group of guys. Of course, that was a long time ago. I was cynical at that time and wished the whole world was swallowed up by fire. And this group of people...they The first people to accept me. They are like my family."
" Until the day that the entire band of thieves is swept away by some hero, or the army, and you fall into the trap. Then you criminals are slaves and sent to work in the mines, right? ?" Bedivere analyzed: "It was your group who conspired to escape from the mine. It was an organized and planned operation, and it was absolutely impossible to do it by one person alone."
"Correct answer." The bald man hummed: "But it's not entirely correct."
"Oh?"
"The band of thieves was not destroyed. Our group...was betrayed. It was treated as a sacrifice and was confessed by the leader. Back then, we were obviously just a group of thieves. The gangster, who has never done such wicked things as murder and arson, was treated as a major sinner and sentenced to a heavy sentence. Now that I think about it, I'm really stupid to believe in such an unscrupulous criminal organization [Red Spider Thieves] just to make a living. "
"I see. So you're going to take revenge too..."
"That's a long-term thing." Berelder suddenly sneered, that smile was chilling, and Bedivere could see the quiet flame of vengeance in the eyes of the gladiator: "That's me. I don't even want to use the power of the Knights of the Round Table to do this. Now that even the Grand Karzan is gone, revenge is a taxi business that belongs to me alone. One day, I will destroy the entire Starscream with my own hands Band of thieves."
"Do you want to take on a whole huge international criminal organization by your own strength? Seriously?" the werewolf youth asked lightly.
"Seriously. It wouldn't be fun otherwise." The bald man grinned.
That behavior is almost suicidal. But Bedivere respected that Berelder was a man, so he kept silent, and swallowed all the words in his heart that he used to pour cold water on the other party.
"Oh, little Brady." As soon as the door of the lounge opened, the werewolf youth saw Palamidis eating potato chips and drinking Photon Coke on the sofa, with a lazy look: "Listen. Say you're looking for me? And this is... Gladiator Berelder, right?"
"Yes..." The werewolf youth scratched his head and sat beside the sofa: "Palamidis, we have to discuss something."
"What?"
Bediver cleared his throat and said seriously, "The Melson Brotherhood has had some... um, little trouble lately. They need a prop, called an android element. I don't know. Why, my gut tells me that you might know where to get one for us."
"Oh, I was waiting for you to ask." Palamedis smiled mysteriously, seeming to have really expected Bedivere to say this. When he joined the railway organization last night, he had heard some rumors from the agent [artisan], and knew that there were androids in the Melson Brotherhood who replaced the elders and were about to fall into chaos. Now that Bedivere came to look for him, it was probably because of this matter. After all, Bedivere and the Myerson Brotherhood were involved.
"So you really know something." Bedivere's ears moved, feeling like she had won the lottery.
"I know, I know, the problem is------" The big cat turned his gaze to the gladiator Berelder aside, expressing that some words are inconvenient to say in front of outsiders.
"It's okay, this guy is from the frat."
"Okay." The leopard warrior poured the Coke in his hand into his stomach, drank it quickly, and then said calmly: "I know at least two organizations that can help you. Get that [cyborg element]. Depends which organization you plan to get involved with. Is it the [Egyptian Rebel]? Or the [Railroad Organization]?"
"Railroad," Bedivere replied without thinking. He clearly knew that the [Egyptian Rebel Army] was an anti-government organization, and neither Captain Bedivere nor the Myerson Brotherhood could easily get involved with this organization. So they have only one choice left, this mysterious "railway" organization.
"I guess you would choose the same." The big cat patted his **** and got up from the sofa: "Let's go then."
"Where?"
"Take you to the chief of the railroad. Maybe we can reach some sort of agreement so that we can get the [cyborg components] you want from the railroad and solve the Brotherhood's immediate needs." Palamidi said.
"But, now?"
"Of course. Are you not in a hurry? Do you still want to wait?" The big cat asked back.
"But is this mysterious organization like the railway so easy for us to get in touch with?" Bedivere doubted. At this time he didn't know that Palamidis had joined the railroad ~IndoMTL.com~ was one of the railroad detectives.
"No, let's change our minds," Palamidis grinned. "It should be said that the railroad wants to contact the Melson Brotherhood. If you can help match the connection, then It's better. After all, it is impossible for an organization of the scale of the railway to compete head-on with the Academy."
Bediveville suddenly understood what Palamidis was thinking, and vaguely sensed the railway's plans.
There is already at least one force in this world that is planning to attack that mysterious [Academy] organization. And Palamidis is probably already involved, and now plans to pull Bedivere into the gang.
"You people, how come you never know how to be calm..." He hummed in dissatisfaction.
"Being disciplined doesn't make any difference in the world," Palamedis said, "I've disliked [the academy] as an organization for a long time. You know me, little Brady. Anything that is not pleasing to the eye will try to get rid of it.------So, do you want to join the hunt too?"
"As if I really had a choice." Bedivere smiled wryly.