Light Spirit Epic Chapter 699: Traveling for Trials (2)

Chapter 699 Trials (2)

Search result: Trial of the Round Table. 『Word**first*

---Holy United Kingdom of Great Britain, held once a year, "Ordeal of Table" (Ordeal of Table).

The purpose is simple and clear, it is to elect---King Arthur's direct knights.

Those who are entrusted with the title of Knights of the Round Table will have supreme power, and will also be Megatron, whose name is recited in human history.

Because, the people who can become Knights of the Round Table are all powerful and perverted monsters!

Because, its difficulty is great and its mortality rate is high enough to scare away all the cowards in the world. Only the person with the strongest strength, the best skill, and the most tenacious will can be competent!

Because, the Knights of the Round Table of Great Britain are synonymous with "absolute power", a symbol of "courage and skill in battle", the embodiment of "supreme wisdom", the embodiment of "holy virtue", and also a human being Last hope!

They were organized by King Arthur to fight against the strongest knight team. They are the sharp blade that cuts through the darkness and the holy light that banishes evil!

Knights of the Round Table, such an organization!

---Young man, would you like to join? Sign up now!

Albert stared at the colorful web page in front of him for half a minute, then silently moved the mouse to close the web page.

"What are you doing?" Bedivere was still packing his bags and preparing to go out, and he could not help but ask curiously when he saw the tiger man playing with some kind of tin box.

"Use a computer, search for information online. Please don't tell me, you don't know what a computer is." Albert suddenly felt tired and didn't want to explain.

"What is a computer? And Internet access." The werewolf still asked.

"No thanks." Bedivere knew Al was talking nonsense and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"On the Internet is, uh, weaving a huge web, and then you can crawl the web like a spider."

After Al finished speaking, he thought about it for a while, and there seemed to be something wrong, but there didn't seem to be anything wrong?

Hearing this, the werewolf stopped and looked at Albert in disbelief: "The taste of modern people is really strange."

"You, a native who lives in the wilderness, won't understand." Albert looked at the werewolf with contempt: "In the past seven years, human technology has advanced rapidly, and you don't know it at all, right? "

"And the computer thing has been around seven years ago, a long time ago, a long time ago. You bastard."

The tiger man leaned on the back of the chair and stretched his back: "However, it's amazing. This small wooden house can really make a meow, and even a computer. And the internet."

"What is a net---" Bedivere wanted to ask, but he saw Albert looking at him with a fierce look, and quickly stopped: "Well, when I didn't ask."

"However, Bedivere." The tiger man closed the computer notebook, and the thing disappeared instantly. "Although I have heard of this organization, its introduction on the Internet is too unreliable. Shouldn't it be? Could it be a scam?"

"What did you say?!" Werewolf round stared: "Arthur won't lie! The Knights of the Round Table are real!"

Seeing Bedivere so serious, Albert sneered and sarcastically said: "Yes, yes, your friend King Arthur is a great hero, and what he said is the truth. Well, let's join, the so-called The ferry ticket is also booked and will be out tomorrow morning."

"What? So fast? Where did you book your tickets?"

Albert replied coldly: "On the web. I sent my familiar—a spider—to deliver the letter."

"I had nowhere else to go, so of course I did."

"That's great. That way we'll have someone to take care of along the way."

The tiger man said with a gloomy face: "You better not think like that. Once the trial starts, we are competitors. According to the data, the pass rate of the Knights of the Round Table is only 1 in 100,000. It can be cleared in every selection. A large number of people cannot even elect a knight of the round table for several years.

People like us who don't have a background to participate in the selection are probably the ones who were initially eliminated. "

"I won't." But Bedivere looked at it very much: "I have been cultivating for all of this. Every minute and every moment of these seven years is definitely not in vain."

"I hope so, my friend." Facing this weak werewolf youth, Tigerman Albert had no choice but to smile bitterly.

At the same time, the Holy United Kingdom of Great Britain, London.

"Is it finally going to start again?" King Arthur looked at the people who were busy arranging the venue on the Wangli Grand Plaza, full of emotion.

"Arthur," Kay, the Knight of the Round Table, walked beside King Arthur, and said in a muffled voice, "Let's lower the standard this year. It has been three years since a single Knight of the Round Table has been elected. Twenty-four knight seats are now available. It has not been filled yet, and if we really have to fight, we will suffer a loss."

"No." Wang is surprisingly stubborn in this regard: "I only want the best people. The weak are not worthy of being knights of the round table. If I really want them to be, they will only die on the battlefield. Kai, don't forget. The real purpose of our organization of the Knights of the Round Table. Sending unqualified people to the battlefield is equivalent to pushing them to death. Can you do such a thing?"

"Also---" Seeing that Kai wanted to leave, the King of Knights quickly stopped him: "Who wrote this year's promotional slogan? It's really scary, do you want to scare the candidates away?"

"Tsk---"

"Don't worry." Kai smiled lightly, "This year we have strengthened security measures, which will definitely reduce the death rate. Although death is almost inevitable."

"Please." King Arthur nodded slightly, indicating that Kai could leave.

The red knight saluted the king, strode into the venue, and began to direct the layout of the venue.

Meanwhile, in some dark corner of London, a pair of malicious eyes secretly watched the King of Knights.

A great conspiracy is brewing, soon to turn Great Britain upside down.

The brighter the radiance, the darker the darkness beneath the radiance. Light and darkness are one, both opposite and unified, symbiotic and mutually exclusive.

The next morning, Bediveville and Albert sat on a sleigh and headed for the port city of Roswell on the north coast.

"Hehe, not naked. Running away, meow?" Albert couldn't help but sarcastically saw that Bedivere was wearing a thin and cool short dress.

"Stupid." The werewolf youth blushed, "I only wear that at home, and I definitely won't be able to wear it in public. I'm not an exhibitionist!"

Even so, Bedivere's flimsy shirt still stands out. The cool-looking short-sleeved shirt fluttered in the cold wind, giving the illusion of being on a tropical beach. Not to mention the werewolf's knee-length cool trousers---this is clearly the equipment for surfing on a tropical beach!

"Are you really not cold?" The sleigh was moving at a high speed, and the biting cold wind caused Albert to shudder. He was wearing a full set of cold-proof clothes, and still felt a little bit of cool air seep into his body from the gaps in the clothes.

"It's not cold." The werewolf said disapprovingly, "My whole body is covered in wolf fur with excellent thermal insulation."

It's minus twenty degrees Celsius outside. The cold wind from the high-speed sled froze even more. The werewolf Bedivere doesn't care, it's a monster who is not afraid of cold!

Albert shook for about ten minutes before the sleigh finally reached this small town north of Norway, Kirkenes.

Snow covered every hut in the town, and the whole town was deserted, with only a few people walking around.

"Arrived." Bedivere jumped from the sleigh, "Where's the boat?"

"Boat---" As soon as Albert climbed off the sled, the sled disappeared without a trace.

But the tiger man has been used to seeing all kinds of strange things living with Bedivere these days. He was not too surprised, he just cleared his throat and pointed to the northeast: "Just walk over from here. The port is just right there. On the other side of the city."

The werewolf walked behind the tiger man, looking at the surrounding scenery along the way. Because of the cold, the whole city looked very depressed. Although it is located in the territory of the Radiant Region ~IndoMTL.com~ human beings, this city does not seem to be that rich and prosperous.

"Seeing that you are a bum, I have to remind you first." Albert, who was walking in front, whispered to Bedivere, "Although the orcs and humans signed a peace treaty, everyone will not fight for the time being. But the relationship between the two races is not as good as you think. You'd better avoid trouble, especially in human territory."

"Of course." The werewolf replied casually, being treated as a bumpkin from the deep mountains and wilderness, Bedivere was very annoyed and helpless. He was too lazy to quarrel with Albert, so he had to keep everything in his heart.

People along the way looked at the two orcs with curious and fearful eyes, filling the entire city with an atmosphere of exclusion and unease.

"If I had known this, I should have come out wearing a cloak." The werewolf then regretted his cool outfit.

"It's useless, it can cover your dog's head, but it can't hide your puppy's tail." Al sneered. He took the werewolf to shuttle between the various alleys of the city, trying to avoid contact with people as much as possible, and soon came to the port in the north of the city. () "The Legend of Light" only represents the views of the author Raven D Vixas. If you find that its content is in violation of national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform . 【】,thank you all!