After saying this, Bedivere was indeed shocked: "You...are you kidding me?!"
"This is absolutely true." Gwen said with a serious face: "Gwen Green was only twelve years old at that time, but he showed amazing computing power and was a child prodigy. His Majesty and Queen were childless.
I once considered adopting him. However... something happened. Queen Greenville was completely disgusted by Gwen Green, so the adoption had to be abandoned. At that time, it was our couple who took in the homeless child.
Even now, that child probably still hates His Majesty King Arthur."
So that’s it. Bedivere is disgusted by Gwengreen’s disdainful attitude towards King Arthur. But what if that boy Gwengreen hates the King of Knights for another reason than just out of arrogance?
"Wait a minute." The werewolf youth noticed something and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Don't you think that Gwen Green is deliberately acting without authorization and taking the opportunity to kill His Majesty King Arthur?"
The tall knight of the Round Table couldn't help but his face darkened: "This is possible."
"In this case," Bedivere couldn't help but have murderous intentions in his heart: "After I see Gwen Green, I must have a good talk with him."
That kid was definitely a trouble. No matter if he was a prodigy or not, if Gwen Green had evil intentions and wanted to harm King Arthur, Bedivere thought it would be better to get rid of this guy as soon as possible.
"Please let me talk to the child first." Knight of the Round Table Gwen said: "He is very young, in the rebellious period, and does things regardless of the consequences. He is extremely talented and has a superior IQ. For him, people in this world
They are all a group of fools. Under the influence of such an environment, he will inevitably become arrogant and arrogant. Everything he does may be wrong, but I know very well that child, his nature is not bad. If he can behave well after returning,
Teach him, and I believe that child will repent."
Yes, every parent treats their children as angels. Bedivere murmured in his heart. Even if Gwen Green is so bad, Duke Gwen Green will turn a blind eye. The question is whether Gwen Green will be sincere after being taught a lesson.
Repent, or pretend to repent and deceive his adoptive parents, but he has other plans in his heart, thinking of the next plan to harm Arthur.
The more he thought about it, the more Bediwell wanted to kill Gwen Green. The more he couldn't get rid of it. He seemed to be able to detect an evil force budding from Gwen Green's back, and prevent this evil force from murdering Great Britain.
The king's only recourse was to get rid of that boy Gwen Green.
Of course, all this is still in the conjecture stage. Maybe Gwen Green is not that bad, and maybe his hatred for Arthur is not so deep that he wants to kill someone. It is better to find a way to get to the data room of the golden ship first.
, let’s see what Gwen Green says. Depending on the situation, it’s not too late to decide whether to kill Gwen Green.
Moreover, with Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, Bedivere might not be able to find a chance to take action.
The mage in the team finally crawled over the laser trap. He was wearing light armor and robes. Because they were light equipment, he was relatively agile. The other knight in the team was more troublesome. He was wearing heavy clothes.
A was so cumbersome that it was not easy just to crawl on the ground. He was at the very back and his progress was greatly behind.
"Heavy armored knights of Great Britain, huh." Bedivere couldn't help but sneer. For people like them who have not worn armor for a long time and fought all over the world in light armor, the knights wearing clumsy heavy armor are really stupid.
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Facing opponents such as monsters and evil spirits that are hundreds of times more powerful than humans, no matter how heavy the armor is, it is of no use. The defense is equivalent to that of thin paper. A casual hit by those giant monsters can turn a person wearing armor into a
It's just a blur of flesh and blood. In that kind of battle, if you wear too much clothing, you won't be able to run, which makes it even more dangerous.
"Be more tolerant." However, Duke Gwen whispered: "Not every knight is as skilled as you, Mr. Bedivere. Some people lack skills and can only make up for it with good equipment. Making fun of them.
Others are weak and lack the demeanor of a general."
"I know...I know." The werewolf young man replied with a red face. He didn't expect to be lectured by Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, in a place like this. This big man seemed approachable, but in fact he was quite strict.
"Hey, what's your name?" In order to ease the embarrassment, Bedivere turned to ask the British knight who was still crawling in the laser trap.
"Hello, sir. My name is Tarkas." The knight was sweating, crawling carefully, and looked very nervous: "Golden Knight Tarkas."
"Really? Tarkas, take your time, don't be nervous." The werewolf youth said: "We have plenty of time, it doesn't matter."
Although Bedivere wished that the knight would climb over the laser trap net right away, he still said something against his will and advised the man to take his time.
"Do you have a family? Do you have children at home, Mr. Tarkas?" Bedivere asked casually.
"Yes. There are three children in the family, all sons. They are all knights in the Knights of Great Britain, although they are still low-level knights." The golden knight replied. In fact, he relieved the tension when talking to Bedivere
, the crawling speed is indeed a bit faster------it's much better than walking through the laser array without saying a word.
"A low-level knight? Huh? Isn't the rank of the Golden Knight hereditary? Then why are your sons still low-level knights?"
"The hereditary rule for knights of the same rank is already an antiquity of the previous dynasty. The hereditary rule was modified as early as the founding of Great Britain." Knight Gwen of the Round Table explained at the side: "Currently, the hereditary knighthood in Great Britain is
Only those with a rank above the Golden Knight, and after the father's rank is hereditary, the knight rank of the children will be lowered by one level. If the father is a Golden Knight, the children can only start as a Silver Knight at most, and then move up based on their own strength.
Go up. And ------ cough, although it is unlucky to say this, the knighthood can only be hereditary to the next generation after the death of a knight."
"For example, if I die during this mission, one of my three children can become a Silver Knight, haha." Golden Knight Tarkas said with a wry smile.
"Oh." Bedivere finally understood: "You are so optimistic, Mr. Golden Knight. You can even joke about your own life in this kind of death trap."
Unexpectedly, as soon as the werewolf finished speaking, a problem arose. The entire sand ship shook, and the laser array surrounding the golden knight Tarkas was also affected by the shaking and began to move!
"Oops!" Bedivere was shocked.
Just asking the knight in heavy armor to climb out of the complicated laser trap according to the route is already so difficult. Now the laser trap has changed, and the lasers are still moving up, down, left, and right! The complexity has greatly increased
Even Bediwell has no confidence in passing through the laser trap net without being injured. If he doesn't do something, the golden knight who is still in the trap net will definitely die!
"It was solved." Bedivere took out a flash grenade and took a photo of the silver bracelet on his right arm.
[Time Magic] was activated. After receiving the acceleration effect, Bedivere's world seemed to suddenly freeze. He threw a flash bomb for illumination, then established his rescue target and rushed towards the laser trap network!
He dodged to the left and dodged to the right. His movements were clean and neat, with no unnecessary moves. He climbed over the barriers of dozens of lasers and soon arrived in front of Tarkas. But, two people? Like this
If so, the amount of [Accelerated Water] may not be enough. In desperation, Bediwell patted the silver bracelet again to inject another dose of [Accelerated Water] into his body.
Then he put a hand on the shoulder of Golden Knight Tarkas: "Move!"
Time is transitive. All objects that Bediwell touches in an accelerated state will accelerate accordingly. Tarkas, who was originally stationary, gradually became able to move. He looked at the stagnant world in front of him,
Can't help but be surprised.
"There is no time to be surprised." Bediwell said: "Escape from here quickly!"
He took Tarkas's hand and escaped from the laser trap net along the shortest route he could imagine. However, he missed one thing, and that was Tarkas's heavy armor. The heavy armor was both thick and heavy.
It has a huge mass, and almost a set of armor is equal to the weight of Bediwell alone. However, the [acceleration water] Bediwell injected into his body is actually only enough to accelerate the weight of two people. When the werewolf saw the speed in front of him, it gradually became faster.
world, he knew it was the heavy armor that was causing trouble!
Dozens of lasers surrounded them. They were moving at an inconspicuous speed at first, but now they are moving faster and faster, turning into a waist-high fence!
Bedivere could always pass through by rolling, but he brought someone with him! And that man was a knight wearing heavy armor, which was heavy as hell! It was absolutely impossible for two people to pass through!
The only thing Bediville can do now is------
"Hold on tight!" The werewolf made a prompt decision and lifted the golden knight up.
Throw it out hard!
With the brute force of the orcs, it is indeed not difficult to throw a knight in heavy armor. But by doing so, Bedivere was equivalent to condemning himself to death! He lost the opportunity and lost his balance even more.
Facing the accelerating laser array that was constantly pressing towards him, Bedivere not only failed to retreat to avoid it, but instead staggered and hit the fence made of lasers!
The high-energy laser beams made a sizzling sound, which was dragged out a little longer in the world where time slowed down, but it could still be heard. The sound was like the roar of a demon from hell, urging Bedivere to die!
His body is a little out of control. If he continues to do nothing, the werewolf youth will hit those laser beams and be cut into dozens of pieces of meat! But what can he do in this very short time?
What?!
Time! If only there was a little more time! The werewolf slapped his silver bracelet without thinking, and injected more [Accelerated Water] into his body!