At the same time, in Egypt, Africa, at the entrance of the Cairo Hotel.
Bediwell, who had worked hard all day, just arrived back at the Cairo Hotel and planned to go back to his room to take a shower and have a good rest.
He could have used the gravity beam to fly directly back to the Desert Ship, and then used the gravity beam to fly to the area near the entrance of the Cairo Hotel. In this way, he could indeed save a lot of walking time.
But Bedivere knew that it was already night in Cairo, and launching something like a gravitational beam at night would be very ostentatious (after all, it was a beam of light falling from the sky). Being too ostentatious would definitely cause trouble, and trouble is what Bedivere least wants.
What he encountered--because he had enough things to do today.
Therefore, the werewolf young man preferred to walk all the way from Cairo's black market back to the Cairo Grand Hotel on his feet. He had eaten a full meal, and doing so would be more helpful for digestion, and it was considered a good walk after a meal.
When Bediwell opened the door of the hotel and planned to enter the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, he happened to meet someone head-on.
Half-dragon young man Yiwen.
Bedivere couldn't help being surprised when he saw Ivan. It wasn't because he was surprised that his former friend met him unexpectedly here. The reason why Bedivere was surprised was actually because he saw the big duffel bag behind Ivan.
"Are you...packing up and leaving?" Bedivere asked when he came up without saying hello to Ivan.
"That's really rude." The half-dragon young man rolled his eyes at the werewolf young man. Ivan's current relationship with Bediwell is not good, and they are both candidates for the round table trial and can be regarded as competitors, so there is no need for him to treat Bediwell
You're welcome.
"I have already lost in the knockout round, and the next competition has nothing to do with me, so I applied to the organizer of the round table trial to temporarily return to my own position." Ivan explained: "After all,
Unlike you idlers, I have a lot of official duties."
"Heh." Bedivere also snorted coldly, "You actually lost?"
The werewolf youth had just woken up from the battleship's medical room and had a lot of things to do. He had not yet had time to watch TV to confirm the results of today's game, so it was only at this moment that he learned that Ivan had lost the game.
------There is actually someone who can defeat Ivan, who is good at the eagle eye technique.
No. Ivan even knows how to use the mind's eye technique, although this guy is not particularly proficient in the mind's eye technique.
------ Someone can actually defeat Ivan, who is good at both eagle eye and mind's eye skills, has almost no defense, and is a sharpshooter?
Who is that guy?
"Come to think of it, who is your opponent today...?" So Bediwell asked curiously.
"It's a good habit to go back and watch TV replays to prepare for the game." Ivan said coldly. Obviously he didn't want to tell Bedivere the embarrassing story of losing the game in detail. He didn't have the same experience as when he was adventuring with the werewolf youth seven years ago.
According to his memory, it can be said that Ivan is not familiar with Bedivere now, and he is not even a friend.
"Come on, cheapskate." Bedivere shrugged: "As for that, tell me your opponent's name, it's not a big deal."
"Mordred." Ivan said a name faintly: "I think you should also have an impression of that boy."
"Mordred?" The image of a white-haired boy suddenly appeared in the werewolf youth's mind. Of course he had an impression of this Mordred, but his impression of this boy only stayed at [mysterious] and [cold] ] Apart from these two words, he knew nothing about Mordred, a young man who was full of mystery.
"Mordred? Hmm... interesting..." Bedivere began to hold his chin and thought: "That boy actually defeated a powerful character like you, Ivan. What weapons did he use and what tactics did he use?" It seems like we have to be careful about this guy."
"Even if you ask me, I won't tell you anything." Ivan still put on a cold face and started walking, passing by the werewolf youth: "If you want to know more details, go back and watch the replay of the game yourself. Right. However, I don’t think you can tell any secrets from the replay of the game. ------That kid is so evil. I can’t even decipher the evil tricks he used until now."
"You too...?" Bedivere wanted to ask a few more questions, but the half-dragon young man obviously didn't want to continue talking to the werewolf and had already walked away.
"Hmph..." He originally wanted to go back to his hotel room, take a shower and sleep like this, but Bedivere was aroused by his interest in studying, and was too excited to rest.
"Uh, Mr. Bedivere?" When he returned to his hotel room, the werewolf youth had not opened the door with his key card when the white bear Elaine came to answer the door.
"Wow, Elaine, are you pretending to be a mummy?" The werewolf youth couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw the white bear covered in bandages when he opened the door.
"Well, they said my condition is not stable yet, and they won't allow me to take off the bandage until I take a shower tonight." The white bear scratched his head, not sure whether it was because he felt embarrassed or because of the bandage wrapped around his head. The bandage made him itchy.
"Really?" The werewolf youth didn't ask too much. He walked directly into the room and closed the door.
He knew that the White Bear Man had a strong self-healing ability, and all the injuries from the battle this afternoon must have been healed. Therefore, the bandage on Elaine's body must not have been put on because of injury. The werewolf youth could see that there was a special magic in the bandage. Texture, this kind of bandage is most likely a special cloth tape used to seal magic power. It is wrapped around Elaine's body to seal some kind of unstable power in the White Bear Man.
I don’t know what kind of battle Elaine has experienced today, but I guess this guy must not win easily. The werewolf youth wondered for a while, then took a few changes of clothes from the bedside table and walked to the bathroom.
"Elaine, did they tell you when you can take a shower?" Bedivere asked again.
The white bear man was wiping his equipment at this time, wiping off the blood stains on the Luna Steel sword with a piece of cloth stained with olives: "Well, actually, the people in Great Britain said that I'd better not wash it today. bath……"
"They lied to you." Bediwell shook his head and said, "You have to take a shower when it's time to take a shower. Anyway, I took a shower first, and you must remember to take a shower before going to bed tonight, okay? I don't want to do it when I'm sleeping. I always smell the stench of your sweat."
"Okay, okay..." the white bear man blushed in mystery.
Bedivere tilted his head and walked into the bathroom without delving into the reason.
Hustle, lala, lala. Turn on the faucet, and hot water spurts out from the shower head, raising a burst of hot steam and massaging Bediwell's body. The werewolf young man felt that the fatigue on his body was suddenly swept away.
Empty, he let out a long sigh of relief.
However, Bedivere did not enjoy it for long. The voice of Elaine the White Bear came from outside the door, disturbing the werewolf youth's interest: "Mr. Bedivere, can you, can you hear me?"
"...I'm listening. What's the matter?" the werewolf youth replied slightly depressed. He could ignore Elaine, but he always felt that doing so would make the White Bear very pitiful, so he reluctantly answered.
"Well...well, do you occasionally have this feeling...that you are not yourself, that you have become someone else?" Elaine's stuttering seems to be getting worse, and Bediwell's stuttering seems to be getting worse.
The sound of water running in the shower is indeed difficult to understand.
"What? Someone else?" Bedivere still understood, but he felt that Elaine's words were ridiculous: "Why do you ask such a strange question?"
"During today's battle, I may have fainted for a while. I don't know what I did. When I woke up, I was already in the medical room. They told me that I
Already fought and won."
"Oh, so you are going to tell me that you unconsciously won the game after you fainted?" Bedivere, who was choked by Ivan, was in a bad mood, but when Elaine said this again, he couldn't help but get angry.
: "You won the victory without doing anything, and you're still showing off in front of me?"
"No, that's not it!" The white bear man's voice was trembling, full of urgency and fear: "I, I just feel so scary... I always feel that I have become someone else, someone else, I am no longer, no longer.
Then there’s myself. It’s really good, so scary..."
"You know, Elaine." Bedivere smiled lightly: "There is a beast inside each of us. It is looking down at us every moment, intending to one day eat our body and replace it. But
, you can't just give in, you can't lose to the beast inside you.
When you feel lost, grit your teeth and hold on to something that reminds you that you are still a human being. As long as you have something to hold on to, your humanity will not be lost -
----No matter how the beast inside you gnaws at you, you are still you."
"I, I don't understand..." Elaine was confused.
"For example, I------" Bedivere said, using himself as an example: "During today's battle, I also allowed myself to be completely [animalized] and turned into a wild wolf. I transformed into a wild wolf."
At that time, there was a beast in my body that was gnawing at me, intending to swallow me, take my place, and occupy this body. Do you know how I persisted and refused to be swallowed by the beast? I bit the weapon in my body.
Mouth."
"Bite, bite the weapon?"
"That's right. That's a behavior that wild beasts will never do. A real beast will bite with its teeth and scratch with its claws, but it will never wield a weapon to attack the enemy. However, as long as I do this, I can separate myself from the real beast.
I can distinguish myself from the beast. I can maintain my consciousness as a human and not be swallowed by the consciousness of the beast. I don’t know if you have encountered the same trouble, but if you encounter a similar situation next time, try
Do this."
"Okay, okay." Elaine replied in a low voice: "Uh...Mr. Bedivere?"
"What happened again?"
"Help, save me?" the white bear man whimpered softly.
"You kid...!" Bediwell, who was halfway through the bath, quickly rinsed the foam off his body angrily, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, and ran out of the bathroom angrily, wanting to see where Elaine was.
What kind of tricks are you doing?
However, when he saw the sad-faced White Bear Man, he couldn't help but be frightened.
One of Elaine's arms was stuck in the bathroom wall, seemingly fused with the wall and unable to be pulled out.