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Chapter 1181 Selection in the Ring (12)

Chapter 1181 Selection in the Arena (12)

After hearing what Logan said, Bedivere became even more unconvinced.

He pouted and protested: "[Time]? Is it your [Time Magic]? ---I would like to learn how powerful your [Time Magic] is."

"Actually, you have already learned the lesson." Logan smiled lightly and wiped a little salt on the corner of his mouth.

"What?!" Bedivere was shocked, and quickly lowered his head to look at the situation on the table. In the few seconds when the two of them were talking, not only Logan's own plate of lunch, but also Bedivere's, and even

Even the lunch left behind by Arthur in a hurry was all swept away!

"Uh." Logan burped: "Thanks for the treat."

"When did you take all my lunch..." The werewolf looked at the wizard in disbelief: "Is this time magic?"

"Perhaps." Luo Gen stroked his gray beard and smiled mysteriously: "I have unlimited time and it is impossible to be defeated. But using these methods to win you is indeed a bit disgraceful. My child, you are a very good person."

Mighty warrior, I have to pay you the highest respect. Therefore, I must give you a riddle to let you have a glimpse of the true essence of [Time Magic]. If you can solve this riddle, maybe you can

How about having a chance to break my time magic and defeat me. ------? That's a good suggestion, isn't it?"

The werewolf immediately grinned and showed a fierce expression: "I don't need charity from my opponent!!"

"Don't get me wrong," Logan Chomasan clarified: "This is not charity. I'm just giving you a little reminder so that you don't lose in an unclear way. What you knights pay most attention to is [fairness],

Right? This is what I agree with [Fairness]. Even if you lose in the end, I will tell you the secret of [Time Magic] to make you convinced that you lose. So, what I tell you now is just the mystery.

That's all."

Bedivere stared at Logan without saying anything. This old man is so arrogant.

"So---" Logan took out a bracelet from his pocket.

It was a small silver bracelet, and I couldn't feel much magic power in it. It seemed to be just an ordinary item.

Logan played with the silver bracelet and explained casually: "This time I spent a little money from my locker to unlock this bracelet. I didn't spend a lot of money to unlock my staff or buy a new weapon.

, I didn’t even unlock my ability to use magic. I brought almost nothing with me, so I went into battle with the only long sword I owned now. And this bracelet didn’t have any special magic effects, and it was only bound to one

Subspace------In other words, this is a [carrying bracelet]."

"I know what that is." Bediwell himself also has a storage ring, which is specially used to store his [Magic Bow---Nale Fire]------of course he knows the use of such magic items.

.

Therefore, the werewolf couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "And you are going to fight me like this? Where did [Time Magic] go?"

It stands to reason that since Logan has not unlocked any magic, he must be restricted by the magic bracelet and cannot use his [time magic]? Then what kind of magic did he rely on to finish three lunches in one moment?

Bedivere has sharp eyesight and has super dynamic vision. Even if they are as fast as Paramedis and can move at supersonic speeds, the werewolf should be able to see some afterimages when they move, so that they will not notice anything.

Not quite?

But Logan just finished three lunches under Bediwell's eyes. The werewolf didn't even see the opponent's moving shadow. What speed is this? It is definitely faster than the speed of light! In addition to using magic, Logan has never seen anything.

There is no other way to achieve this effect! But the old man said that he has never unlocked magic?!

Is he lying? Is this a deliberate attempt to disrupt what Bediwell said?

That's not quite right. The werewolf felt from the other party's bright eyes that there was nothing false about Logan's words. What he said should be the truth, although the mystery behind it cannot be explained by common sense for the time being!

"Can I ask a question?" Bedivere whispered, "What's in the bracelet?"

"Water. Ordinary distilled pure water." Logan replied straightforwardly: "Other than that, there is nothing else."

This should be true. If there was any powerful magic weapon inside the bracelet, the people of Great Britain would have discovered it long ago.

If this is the case, the money spent to unlock this bracelet from the locker will be sky-high - all powerful props are priced at more than ten times the original price of the items, and the candidates simply cannot afford the money!

It was an ordinary bracelet containing ordinary pure water.

Bedivere understood, but was completely confused: "You unlocked a storage bracelet filled with water from your locker? But...why?"

"This is the puzzle I gave you." Logan smiled more mysteriously. His expression was not proud or arrogant, but full of kindness and sincerity, like a tutor teaching students: "Children

, Make full use of your wisdom and guess well. Our battle in the afternoon will definitely be interesting. Don’t lose too easily."

After speaking, Master Logan left a note with a face value of one hundred Egyptian coins and left. This money should be used to compensate for Bediville's lunch.

The werewolf couldn't help feeling depressed.

At the same time, Great Britain, King Arthur's chamber.

"Greenvale!" The King of Knights returned to Great Britain from the teleporter, then mounted his dragonrider and hurried home. As soon as he crashed through the door, he called out to his wife.

"Oh, Arthur?" The queen was drinking black tea before lunch in the hall, her attitude was very calm.

Arthur was stunned for a moment. When the king rushed in, the queen was so calm, which made King Arthur look very stupid. He suppressed the surprise on his face, lowered his voice and asked: "My queen, I heard that you were raped last night.

Someone attacked? Are you okay? Are you not injured?"

"How did you know, Your Majesty?" Queen Greenville looked a little displeased: "Could it be that dad sent someone to inform you? He just likes to worry. ------I'm fine,

There wasn’t even a scratch. It’s a pity that I accidentally struck too hard. I killed all the Twilight Cultists and couldn’t leave even half of them for interrogation.”

Indeed, Greenville has received formal training and has super hearing to assist in combat. It is not easy for ordinary people to defeat the queen. It is also a common result for her to defeat dozens of strong men in a single fight. Arthur's queen is still

As brave (fierce) and fierce (disabled) as before.

A drop of sweat appeared from the corner of Arthur's forehead: "Anyway... I hope you are safe. It is his dereliction of duty that something like this happened even though Lancelot was following him."

"Don't blame Sir Lancelot, Your Majesty." Greenville took another sip of tea and said slowly: "I ordered him to protect the children yesterday. They went fishing. I thought they were just attending a charity party.

There would be such a big problem. Who knew the security personnel at the party were so useless. In short, it is not Sir Lancelot's fault, Your Majesty. He arrived in a hurry last night and was punished for protecting me from the enemy's sneak attack.

Just a little bit injured."

"Really?" Arthur suddenly became furious: "So the situation last night was still very dangerous?! Even a swordsman like Lancelot was injured, and you still said it was not dangerous last night?"

Greenville smiled calmly: "No, it's nothing. It's just an enemy pretending to be dead in a sneak attack, so it's not critical. Lancelot's arm was scratched just to protect me. After treatment, the wound has now been healed."

None left."

"That's good..." The King of Knights actually still has many questions, but he can't see Lancelot himself yet, so he won't ask any questions for the time being.

The king suddenly thought of something again, and immediately took out a small glass bottle from the storage pocket of his belt: "By the way, since I came back early, I will give this to you first."

"Oh, so beautiful!" Queen Greenville looked at the thing in the bottle. It was a crystal rose. The thousands of crystal clear petals of that beautiful rose continued to reflect the colorful light under the sun, making it dazzling.

It's unimaginable, more beautiful than any gemstone in the world.

Arthur gently opened the glass container containing the roses. The flowers emitted a more beautiful halo under the direct sunlight, illuminating the living room like a seven-color rainbow world.

Wang said softly: "This is the [Desert Flower] picked in the oasis of the Sahara Desert. It blooms only once in a thousand years. It is said that its flowers will never wither and can be stored in this state for at least a thousand years. ---

---My queen, I wish you a happy seventh wedding anniversary."

"Arthur..." Queen Greenville smiled. That shallow and sweet smile was as beautiful as a crystal rose.

She wanted to reach out and touch the crystal rose, but King Arthur said anxiously: "Be careful of the thorns!"

It was too late. Greenville, who was fascinated by the crystal rose, accidentally pricked her hand on a thorn. Although the wound was not deep, she felt the pain and subconsciously withdrew her hand.

"Are you okay?" King Arthur said worriedly.

"I'm fine, it's okay." The queen smiled stupidly and wiped the pricked finger with a handkerchief: "Remind me again that beautiful things are usually thorny."

"Just like you, my queen." King Arthur joked, caressing the queen's beautiful and tender face with his hand.

Then, the two looked at each other lovingly.

Start kissing passionately.

The kiss quickly turned into a hug, which became more and more intense.

Half an hour later, the two were lying on the bed in the dormitory. The queen poked her head out from under the quilt and said with a smile: "Oh, that's really good."

King Arthur also showed his head out of the quilt, and said with a wicked smile: "It's just [not bad]? I have stored up my energy for several days, and I vented it all at once."

"Beautiful.---It's only morning now. If you don't do business, just do this kind of thing with your queen, is that really okay?" Queen Greenville said with a smile.

"Just leave all the business to the prime minister." King Arthur leaned close to the queen's face and kissed her a few more times: "But the private interviews with the candidates have not been completed yet, and I have to go back to Egypt. Before I leave...

....How about we fight again?"

"As you command, my dear King," Queen Greenville replied teasingly, and the two of them got into the quilt again.

But as soon as the queen got into bed, she couldn't help but yawned: "It's strange... suddenly I feel... sleepy...?"

"Greenvale?" Arthur pushed his wife doubtfully.

There was no response. The only response to King Arthur was the queen's low and subtle breathing, which was almost non-existent.

Without warning, she closed her eyes and fell into a deathly sleep.


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