"Is everything you said true?... Is the Melson Stone finished like this?!" Mutt stared at King Arthur with wide eyes: "Then, what should the residents here do?!"
"The Knights of Great Britain have arrived to rescue you. You can rest assured that the residents of Melson Stone will not be harmed by monsters." The Knight King said, "Since Melson Stone has become an uninhabitable place,
This place will be deserted, and the cat people will be divided into two groups of refugees. One group will be taken in by the Fang Clan and live in the territory of the Fang Clan. The other group will immigrate to Great Britain."
The cat boy narrowed his eyes and stopped talking.
"You're kidding! Are you trying to say that everything we did just now is meaningless?!" Albert grinned and roared: "We fought that monster so hard that we nearly died several times.
Is it all a waste of effort, meow?!"
"Yes. It's a pity, but that's exactly what it is." The King of Knights replied without emotion: "You should have stayed where you are and waited for more professional people to clean up the situation. But there are always some nosy people in the world.
People want to be heroes, right?"
Countless veins appeared on Albert's forehead. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"That's enough, you guys retreat." Seeing that his son was almost ready to attack King Arthur, Roble quickly shouted: "It's none of your business here, Albert. Just go back and do whatever you need to do. Don't do anything."
It hinders the adults from doing their proper work."
Originally, the young tiger man wanted to say something, but Mutt pulled Albert's hand and signaled that it was time to leave. In desperation, Albert muttered a few words in his mouth.
He could hear the curse words, and then followed the cat boy and walked out of the room.
Only then did the tiger realize that the room was in tatters. It was probably caused by the white dragon breathing everywhere when he was mad. The surrounding transparent windows were badly damaged, and there was a huge hole in the ceiling.
Just now, King Arthur and Patriarch Roble descended from the sky at the critical moment, cut off the two arms of the white dragon, and saved Albert. How did they do it, Albert didn't even bother to find out.
Already.
"The large army has also arrived." King Arthur in the room looked at the stars shining in the night sky in the distance. Those were the lights from the fleet of Great Britain. The King of Knights spread his wings and prepared to take off, and at the same time ordered:
"The aftermath will be left to Hall to take over. I will take the first step."
"King Arthur." Roble looked at the King of Knights with a puzzled face: "What happened tonight is really intriguing. Why did you, Great Britain, really have no idea why the Tower of Guardians suddenly fell?"
"Believe me, Patriarch Roble." The Knight King smiled calmly: "If Great Britain had a way to make the Guardian Tower fall, we would have done it long ago. There is no need to wait until today. Everything that happened today was completely an uncontrollable accident.
It’s force majeure."
"But you acted so quickly, it doesn't look like an accident." Roble snorted.
"We in Great Britain have very good prophets." The King of Knights replied calmly, as if he had already prepared his words: "Even if you cannot prevent accidents from happening, you can still prevent them from happening. This is the value of prophecy."
------Then, let's meet again later."
Without allowing Roble to continue questioning, the King of Knights flapped his wings and flew into the air.
He had just flown not far away when the communicator rang in his ear.
"Your Majesty King Arthur, are you satisfied with the gift I have prepared for you this time?" The voice of Father Sphinx came from the other end of the phone.
"I have indeed obtained the fragments of the Holy Grail." The King of Knights replied without emotion: "Sphinx, take advantage of the fact that my queen Greenville is not in health and send someone to my palace.
I should have pursued this matter of stealing the national treasure of Great Britain to the end. But since you helped me obtain the most difficult thing to obtain due to political issues, the Holy Grail fragment of the Melsonite, I will let you go for the time being."
"Thank you, His Majesty King Arthur, for your forgiveness," replied the Sphinx.
"Hmph." The King of Knights snorted, but actually did not buy it. He changed the topic and asked: "Sphinx, you should know very well that the palace guarded by Greenville and her Holy Spirit White Phoenix is absolutely safe.
It will not be invaded. In order to steal the treasure from my palace, you must first get rid of Greenville. I can't help but wonder, Greenville has become like this now... Could it be that you did something secretly?
Bar?"
"It's nothing, Your Majesty." On the other end of the phone, Sphinx's voice was exceptionally calm, without even the slightest fluctuation: "It's all just a coincidence."
"Oh, [accidental]------"
"As a businessman, I know how to seize the chance and take action--that's all." Sphinx replied again.
The King of Knights raised his eyebrows and cut off the communication without saying anything else.
"At least they are all awake." Outside the Guardian Tower, Albert helped Mutt walk while seeing the fallen cats waking up one after another and joining up with the arriving British fleet.
The momentum of the fleet was quite strong, and the monsters that had already arrived at the outer edge of the city were scared away and turned around and ran away. Judging from the current situation, there should be no victims.
"Yes, at least." Mutt replied expressionlessly. The injury on his chest was still hurting - even though it had been coated with medical gel and bandaged, it was still inexplicably uncomfortable. Maybe not only
Not only because of physical injuries, but also because of mental blows.
"I never expected that Mewsen Stone would be abandoned like this..." Albert looked at the people who were leaving and the gradually abandoned streets, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"No... one day..." the cat boy said, "one day, someone will drive out all the harmful monsters in the Dawn Region. At that time, everyone will be able to come back to Melson Stone
, continue to live and work in peace and contentment."
Albert was stunned for a moment: "Hey, why did your tone of voice suddenly become the same as Rufus?"
Mutt was also stunned for a moment. Then he shrugged and said disapprovingly: "It's just a coincidence."
The night was getting darker, and the cold wind blew by with the late night fog, making the cat boy shiver involuntarily.
"Go back." The cat boy exhaled and said with relief.
"So...you don't have to go and see Rufu's mother, Meow?" Albert asked deliberately tentatively: "She may go to Great Britain, and it will be more difficult for you to see her in the future?"
By this time, the tiger man youth had actually noticed something. He knew what Mutt knew, and he was just waiting for the cat man youth to tell the truth.
"Why should I go see her?" However, Mutt deliberately said nothing and said in a low voice with a nonchalant look on his face: "Don't waste time, let's go back to Cairo as soon as possible. There is a Dark American Football game tomorrow."
"If you insist." Albert looked at the spaceships that were constantly rising into the sky and gradually leaving.