"Damn it! Don't even think about escaping!!" Bedivere shouted, but the figure of the hunchbacked man had long since disappeared without a trace, and he must have escaped far away!
The onion-smelling dust raised by the smoke bomb caused the werewolf's nose to sneeze violently. Bediwell had to cover his nose and try not to breathe the irritating smoke, and he was looking forward to this in his heart.
The damn white smoke dissipates as soon as possible!
However, it seems that letting Sword Master Yak escape has become a decision that cannot be undone. This old guy is very cautious and has even prepared smoke bombs. He will probably erase all traces of himself on the escape route, so that
No one can trace it!
Before the white smoke completely dissipated, the first thing Bedivere had to do was to raise the whip in his hand and set a trap like a snagging rope at the entrance of the cave.
Thump, thump! Sure enough, two idiots were hit.
After the white smoke completely dissipated, Bedivere coughed and wrapped his whip around the feet of the two thieves and dragged the two little boys towards him.
"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough ------ brat!" The werewolf choked on the smoke and burst into tears. At the same time, he was furious: "Don't run! I have a lot to ask you!"
"Uh---!" "No!" The two brats hugged each other and trembled.
"Mr. Bedivere, pay attention to the time!" Seglade looked out of the cave worriedly. From the height of the sun, he could easily tell that it was already about two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was almost time for the sand ship to leave the port.
It's time.
"I know!" The werewolf used his whip to wrap up the two thieves, and they were tied up. He originally had many things to question these two boys, but time was tight and it was not convenient to stay here for a long time, so he wanted to kill these two brats first.
Lock him up and take time to interrogate him later.
"If you don't want to die, just answer me honestly." The werewolf glared at the two thieves: "Do you have any accomplices?"
The two little Egyptian boys shook their heads, and there was no hint of hypocrisy in their eyes.
"Very good, that means no one will come back but you, and it will save me the time of sending you to the police station." The werewolf said with a ferocious smile. He did not want to send these two thieves to the police station. The Egyptian police station is really
They are too unreliable to carefully guard the two thieves. When Bediwell goes to the police station to find them again, they will either be killed by the police or escape from prison. The werewolf wants to ask
I couldn't even ask half of the questions.
The information these two boys spoke of was too important. Instead of leaving it to the police, Bediwell would find a way to imprison them himself and interrogate them slowly when he had time.
Speaking of which, the old ghost seemed to have said something like "house" just now...
Bediwell looked towards the depths of the cave, and there was indeed a shabby house made of iron sheets. It couldn't be said that this thing was suitable for human habitation, but it was better than being exposed to the sun and rain outside.
The werewolf walked over and kicked open the door of the house, and an unpleasant smell hit his face. There was a large amount of supplies stored in the house, most of which were dry food such as bread, but they were obviously expired and smelled vaguely of rancidity.
Smelly. Despite this, these poor Egyptians who are used to eating junk food can still eat it. With these supplies, even if the two brats are locked up here for a month, they will not starve to death.
Bedivere rummaged around the house and found several thick and strong hemp ropes. Use this to tie up the little devils and lock them in the house. He made up his mind and ran out of the house.
"Pants, pants!" Elaine had found his trousers and put them on happily. Seglade also recovered Bediwell's dagger, and got back all the things they had stolen.
"I originally had many things to ask you." Bedivere glared at the two little boys and began to tie their hands and feet with thick hemp ropes: "But I am in a hurry, so I will lock you up first."
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"No! Don't!" "Help! There is a perverted uncle here!" The two brats started shouting for help. But this is an underground cave made of sandstone. Not only does it have excellent sound insulation performance, it is also located in the deepest part of the slum, the worst place in the entire city.
In a hidden corner, the thieves and teenagers would not be saved even if they shouted at the top of their lungs.
The werewolf tied up the two brats back to back with ropes in an instant, making their four arms and four legs entangled with each other in a very twisted manner, and using hemp ropes to restrict each other's movement space. In this way, they
If one party tries to break free, the other party will suffer unspeakable pain. They will restrict each other's movements during each other's struggle, and no one will be able to escape. However, if they cooperate with each other and move slowly,
Maybe there will be some space for activities.
Bediwell picked up the two tied-up teenagers with one hand, threw them into the iron room, and threw all kinds of bread on the ground: "I'll lock you here for now. I'll come back tomorrow. There is food here, you can always
I won’t starve to death. Goodbye."
"No! Don't leave (us)!" "Help! Please!" The thieves struggled more fiercely, and at the same time they were tied tighter by the rope due to each other's struggle, which caused them excruciating pain.
"Hmph." The werewolf closed the door of the tin house without saying a word, and at the same time locked the tin house with the tenons. In this way, even if the two thieves brothers caused a quarrel in the house, as long as their hands and feet were still
While tied up, it would be absolutely impossible for them to escape from the house.
"Mr. Bedivere, meow." Seglade tapped his arm and made a gesture of looking at his watch to remind the werewolf to pay attention to the time.
"I know! Let's leave now!" The werewolf packed up his things and prepared to leave immediately.
"Those two children are so pitiful..." Elaine said a little worriedly.
"They can't die. I guess they will still be alive and kicking when we come back tomorrow." The werewolf said ruthlessly and ran out of the cave.
He pulled the turtle tongue whip, knocked down the stones next to the entrance of the cave, and sealed the entrance with dozens of large stones. In this way, even if the two children could break free of the rope, they would never be able to move these stones and escape from the cave with their strength.
, and others cannot easily discover this cave hidden behind rocks from the outside. Everything is arranged perfectly.
In other words, as long as the Sword Saint Arc does not come back to rescue those two boys, the plan is perfect. And the werewolf does not think that the bad old man will take the risk to come back. After all, these two brats are just used casually and are disposable tools.
That's all.
Ten minutes later, the three finally arrived at the sandy port of Zvar in time. The merchant ship was setting sail with its whistle blowing, ready to set off at any time.
"Wow, you guys..." Kana couldn't help but be surprised when she saw that Bediwell and his party were all clean: "Going to take a shower? It's so relaxing."
Bedivere said jokingly: "Because some brats can't concentrate on fighting unless they wash their important parts."
"Be, Bedivere!" "Mr. Bedivere, meow!" Seglade and Elaine shouted at the same time, their faces flushed.
"Huhu." Bedivere's words made Kana laugh: "Your relationship is really good. Okay, get ready, the ship is about to leave!"
"Are you sure we won't run into Moby Dick again on our way back to Cairo?" Bedivere asked tentatively.
"Let me think about it..." Kana held her chin up and pretended to think: "We have only brought a small amount of local specialties from Zvar. There is no meat in the sand boat, let alone canned fish. Therefore, the sharks should not chase
Too fierce?"
Of course, that was just her one-sided statement. The group escorting the merchant ship was full of suspicious things, Bedivere had already seen it, but was too lazy to expose it.
"We meet again, my friend!" Solar passed behind Bedivere. He must have heard the summons and returned to the merchant ship.
This guy is exactly the same as when he got off the boat before, that is, he is covered in blood and dirty. Obviously, he does not like to be clean as much as the Bedivere group, and he probably does not know that he can take a free bath in the sand sea... It is also obvious that he
No additional bounties were received from the caravan.
"Can't you at least wash your face with water?" Bedivere asked in confusion, handing over a camel skin water bag filled with water: "Here, there is still some water here, use it up, no need to thank me."
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He originally bought it on the way back, intending to replenish water on the way back. He had already shared most of it with Elaine and others, and there was only a little water left in the water bag.
"Is it really possible?" Solar looked at the werewolf in disbelief.
"Idiot, water will no longer be rare after you return to Cairo. Why do you still cherish it?" the werewolf said disapprovingly.
"Okay. Anyway, thank you, my friend." Solar carefully poured out the water, using half to wash his face and the other half to moisturize his dry throat: "Ah, very good! Come to life!"
(So exaggerated?)
"Then, let's talk later, my friend." Solar handed the empty water bag back to the werewolf, turned around, and planned to go over and chat with several other human hunters.
"Solar." The werewolf deliberately tried to retain the magic swordsman: "It's rare to meet here, it's fate (Kama), let's chat for a while. ---Or, you have to chat with those human buddies.
No?"
"Uh...that's not the case." Solar couldn't help but be confused: He was rejected by Bedivere before and felt that he couldn't get together with werewolves. Unexpectedly, Bedivere's attitude changed drastically.
The change in degree is indeed confusing.
"Then it is better to obey orders than to be respectful, my friend." Solar stopped and did not go over to join the group of human hunters.
Bedivere kept his face calm and glanced warily at the human hunters from time to time.
Something tells Bedivere that the group of human hunters, except Solar, know something.