Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 698 Traveling to Trial

At the same time, the dark continent of the East.

A figure stands in front of the huge crater. He is doing various tests on the volcano and preparing for the trip.

"Hey teacher." Another figure appeared behind the person and handed over an object: "This is the final test. If all goes well, you can set off."

"Good." The figure took the object and threw it into the lava of the volcano.

Nourish and nourish. The object is constantly muffled in the high heat of thousands of degrees on the lava, as if it were to be melted. But it has amazing heat and pressure resistance, and it has not been burned or melted in the extreme environment of the lava pool.

"Successful." The figure behind, probably a student, said happily: "In this way, the new [decontaminable armor] can be completed."

"We are saved. Maybe." The figure in front, that is, the person who is called [teacher] by his students, is not excited or lost, and is as smooth as a mechanical voice: "I will leave tomorrow." I only hope that everything is not too late. I only hope that we can still live."

"You will be able to survive. Because the teacher is a genius, you will be able to save all of us and bring hope to Nanliang."

"Hope?" The teacher's tone was still flat, but the uneasiness in his tone was faintly revealed from the tremors of the words: "I hope so."

(If there is still hope in this world, it must not be in this country.)

(Here is completely swallowed up by the boundless darkness, what hope is it?)

Because [骊师] is too smart, he has already seen everything.

From the very beginning, he did not intend to bring - come - hope for this country; what he really wants to do is actually bring - go - hope for the people on the other side of the world wall.

"Wait for me, King Arthur." He stared at the fiery lava pool and said to himself.

Three days later. On the wilderness of the plains of Western Siberia.

It was sunny today, and Bedieville climbed up from the sofa, and he was sleepless, and he looked helplessly at Albert, who occupied his big bed.

It seems that I am used to the life here. The tiger man who wore only a pair of shorts slept in Beddyville’s bed, and kept on the big pillows of Brady.

Seeing this scene, the suddenly furious Werewolf kicked the tiger out of bed: "Get up!! When did your kid want to stay in my bed?!"

"Well? Well, sleep for another five minutes." The tiger held the pillow and went to sleep on the floor.

I would rather pay less, and don't mishandle bad friends. This sentence, Bediville has a deep understanding at this moment.

The angry werewolf thought of a way. He pulled a thing out of the pile of clothes and slowly placed it in front of Albert's nose.

"Ok"

(whistling)

"Right, come to the squid and drink the dishes -" the tiger is still talking in his sleep.

(Can you really stand it?)

"Well, this taste is broken." Albert's original expression was gradually distorted, and he took a breath -

"Vo!" He finally couldn't help it. The whole person jumped up: "It's so stinky, stinks!! What did you put in my nose?!"

The werewolf youth sneered: "Oh, you finally woke up? You are a lazy cat."

Albert licked his sleepy eyes, and then he found something hanging in front of his nose.

It turned out to be his stinky socks!

The tiger youth immediately became furious: "Beddyville, you are a pervert! Actually use this kind of thing to call me to get up?!"

"Or what? If you don't wake up, you can't wake up." The werewolf looked at the tiger with disgusted eyes. "And, your dirty clothes are always not washed, I want to do it for you. Do you know how stinky your socks are? And even the underwear needs me to wash it for you, disgusting!"

"Don't you wash your clothes? By the way, wash a few more!" Albert licked his belly and repented with a look: "Don't be so stingy, I will help you wash when you have time." "

"No, thank you." The werewolf replied: "My clothes don't want you to deal with this stunned guy."

"I don't know what to wear, I know streaking all day long." Albert looked at Bedyville's shorts and sneered.

"You can't be much better!" The werewolf yelled: "Go and wash it, breakfast will be fine."

ten minutes later.

Albert sat in front of the wooden table, ate freshly fried sausages, drank the milk that had just been hot, and enjoyed the comfort of the morning with satisfaction.

"In fact, I wanted to ask a long time ago." The tiger swallowed the sausage and looked curiously at the bread in the hands of the werewolf: "Where did you get these foods from? Where is this magic?"

"I haven't changed anything. Everything is changed out of this room." Biddiville took a sip of milk. "[Linzhong Hut] can change the materials that seem to be infinite, basically what can be eaten." - As for where these things come from, don't think too much."

"It’s amazing. This is what [喵灵]喵?" Ayre reached out and rubbed his belly.

"I don't know the details, don't ask me." Biddyville was annoyed and began to push: "It's okay to be hungry anyway."

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"Hey, do you know how embarrassing life you are living?" Ayr saw that Betti had a disapproval look and immediately ignited. "You don't have to go to work or worry about your living expenses. Hungry." If you are tired, you will have a warm home waiting for you. This kind of life is just the same life in heaven! How do you still have a dissatisfied look?!"

"But, that's it." The werewolf said in a cold tone: "The lost person will never come back. This once lively hut is left with me."

Albert has been waiting for this sentence for a long time. When he heard that Biddeville said this, he immediately followed: "--Oh, you are not one, and I am there."

"You go to hell, you know the guy who cooks!" Biddeville really wanted a slap in the face of Albert.

"Hey, anyway, you are lonely, lonely, it’s always good to have someone to accompany you~"

"I would rather find a beautiful woman to accompany, thank you." The werewolf gave the other person a look: "Really, how long will this guy depend on my family? Don't go back to the hunter organization to report it?"

Upon being questioned, Albert immediately lowered his head and pulled his ear, pretending to be a very aggrieved look: "Don't ask me. Luf is dead, I don't know how to explain this to the hunter organization. You I also refused to accompany me to testify, which clearly meant to trap me injustice."

The werewolf ruthlessly said: "Turn off my ass. You killed a person. Even if you go to jail for ten or eight years, you will be taken care of by yourself. It has nothing to do with me! - Or, you can go to jail and go to prison. Don't stay at my house!"

"It’s ruthless. We are obviously friends-"

"Who is a friend with you!" The werewolf sighed again: "Get out of my house!"

"But I really don't have a place to go." Albert showed a distressed face: "The hunter organization can't go back, and going home will be swear by his father."

The werewolf was anxious: "What do you want to do? Really want to live here all the time?"

"Really not?"

"No! You are influencing my practice!" Bedyville replied categorically: "My practice has fallen far behind, and if I continue this way -"

"That's trying to do something." Albert looked at the Werewolf youth: "In my opinion, you are strong enough. And you have no worries in life, nothing to do there, don't stop there, isn't it? Looking for trouble?"

Bedieville’s face immediately became serious.

No, it is better to say that it is a stunner than to be serious.

He tried to remember an appointment, a long time ago, with someone to make an agreement.

But he just can't remember.

The more I "think", the more his mind is filled with anger: "What is it for me to practice? For who is for what? Want to be stronger?"

"Not to help your wife and children revenge?" Albert squinted at the werewolf and whispered in a temptation tone: "Not to kill [白雪铠神]?"

"Um seems to be"

"But you have done it. You have destroyed the gods." The tiger hostage asked: "So, what are you left, what do you need to accomplish?"

The "I" werewolf fell into a bigger sigh: "Yes, what am I for-"

He can't remember.

In order to become stronger, he constantly uses some kind of red potion. But the potion is also eroding his memory, let him gradually forget his original intention, and forget the most important thing!

"Let's think back, Bedieville." Albert got in the ear of the werewolf, hypnotizing and whispering: "What the **** are you, why do you want to become stronger?"

What is your purpose?

What is your ideal?

What are you pursuing and what do you want to get? ——

Answer me, Bedieville! "

In the bursts of the wolf's youth's head, the answer began to emerge, and it was ready: "Arthur!"

The answer was even surprised by Albert: "Arthur? You mean, - that - a - King Arthur?!"

"Go to help Arthur!" The sorcerer of the werewolf repeated the same words: "I want to be stronger, to help my king, my friend Arthur!"

"Arthur said that I will wait for me after seven years!"

Just a verbal agreement, Bedieville has always been in mind.

Even if this agreement disappeared from his memory, he did not really forget it. He responded to this agreement with the hard work of day after day, year after year.

The early spring of 526 AD - just seven years from the day when Bettiville and Arthur made an agreement.

During these seven years, I have not fallen for a day, and I have not slackened for a moment. Biddiville has honed himself like a sharp sword.

The werewolf took a sigh of relief and felt very relaxed. At this time, he finally remembered everything.

"You are right, Albert - no time to spend any time here. I have to go, to return to the ranks of the king, to become the power of Arthur."

"What are you?!"

"I am going to take the selection test for the Knights of the Round Table." Bettiville whispered.