Chapter 1882 The Glory of the World to the Sun (86)
"So cute~" Kate quickly leaned over to take a look, "Wow! It's a red chick! Uncle Wolf, can I raise it? Can I raise it?"
"Gee~!" But the red chick seemed to be afraid of Kate. It jumped out of the eggshell several times, flapped its unformed little wings, and landed on Bediwell's head, as if seeking shelter.
"No, you can't keep one." Bediwell said a little unhappy: "You already have a cat, and you are not allowed to keep any other pets on my boat."
"Stingy!" Kate pouted.
"Take good care of your kitten." Bedivere saw the little black cat in Kate's arms stretching out its fluffy claws and scratching. He knew that the cat was greedy after seeing the chicken.
I plan to eat the chicken.
"It's really interesting. What kind of species is this?" The big mage Logan also came over and observed the chick carefully. It was different from ordinary chicks. In addition to the fiery red fur color, the chick's beak and
The feet are all metal-plated sky blue, which is very strange and exceptionally beautiful. However, the appearance of this beautiful bird is different from all the magical beasts and rare beasts that the mage knows. It is completely a species that he has never seen before.
Not to mention that it escaped from a cocoon in a spider's nest.
"I've heard that canyon wolf spiders have a habit of collecting shiny objects. Maybe they steal beautiful eggs and hide them as treasures." Logan teased the chick with his fingers and said, "But
This makes it more difficult to deduce what kind of bird it belongs to."
"Since you can't keep it in your ship--" King Arthur picked up the fiery red chick from above Bediwell's head: "Then I will take it away? Maybe the scholars of Great Britain know this
What kind of bird is it? It looks like it is an endangered species. It cannot be protected properly."
"That's... okay." Bedivere did not refute. The word "endangered species" frightened him.
"But I want to keep it!" Kate came over without giving up. He didn't seem to realize that the little black cat in his arms was scratching it playfully with its furry paws.
"Chirp~" This time the fiery red chicken huddled in King Arthur's hand, as if seeking King Arthur's protection.
"Let's talk about it later. When you prove that you are capable of taking care of that kitten, we can talk about raising more pets." The King of Knights said perfunctorily.
"Tch..." Kate pursed her lips and hummed.
"So," King Arthur turned to Bedivere and said, "Now that you have finished explaining what you want to explain, can we start talking about the things we want to talk about alone?"
"Oh, of course." Bedivere scratched his head: "I'll just go with you."
He turned to look at the other people in the boat: "Okay, let's disperse, everyone can do whatever they want. Eve, make sure Paramedes burns the broken cocoon on his hand, and disinfects his hands thoroughly after
Before, dirty hands were not allowed to touch anywhere on my boat."
"Understood, Captain." The ship's artificial intelligence navigation system replied.
"Pfft." The Leopard Warrior couldn't help but sneer.
Bedivere did not pay attention to Paramedis, but directly raised his hand, pressed on his demon-sealing bracelet, and opened the portal. From this portal, he could directly transfer back to the transmission room of the British battleship, and also
This saves the time of taking a transport boat to and from the two battleships.
"Let's go to the medical room first and give this little bird to Constantine." The King of Knights said as he walked into the portal holding the red chicken.
Bedivere followed suit.
"Chirp!" the little thing screamed happily in the palm of King Arthur. It seemed that it saw a sudden change in the scene, and the little chicken felt very strange.
"By the way, what are you going to change this little guy's name to?" the King of Knights asked.
"You ask me..." The werewolf young man couldn't help scratching his head: "Hey wait, why do I have to give it a name?"
"It seems to think you are its father." Arthur held the chick in front of Bediwell. The fiery red chick began to flap its little wings excitedly and chirped.
"Huh~?!" The werewolf youth immediately showed a troubled expression: "How could that be!"
"Bird chicks will identify the first creature they see when they are born as their parents. This is common sense." King Arthur said jokingly: "It just broke out of the shell, and it should have seen you for the first time."
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"Shouldn't it be you, Arthur?" Bedivere was about to say this, but he immediately understood that Palamedes was holding a cocoon (with bird eggs inside).
His hands were only raised to about his waist. Although the werewolf youth was hiding behind King Arthur, he poked his head out to look around. Maybe the moment he poked his head out and looked around was the moment this little thing saw his face.
Not anyone else, not King Arthur. This rare red chicken will familiarly jump on top of Bediville's head to seek shelter, which seems to have said something.
Thinking of this, the werewolf young man couldn't help feeling irritated.
"Anyway, we will take good care of this rare bird, so you don't have to worry too much." King Arthur walked in front and entered the medical room at this time: "Constantine, there is your [package]."
"What?" Constantine, the Knight of the Round Table, walked out of the compartment in the medical room. When he saw the chicken in King Arthur's hand, his expression suddenly changed: "Oh, my, what is this child? He's so cute.
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"Tsk." Bedivere smacked his lips in dissatisfaction from the side.
"This is a chick of an unknown species found by Bedivere. It is most likely an endangered species." King Arthur then introduced himself, "Can you take care of it until the analysis results and quarantine are completed?"
"I'm very busy here, so I may not be able to raise small animals." Constantine rubbed the chick's furry head and said, "Let me ask, Black... Charlotte may have some
Kong is taking care of small animals. Can you leave them to her?"
"Charlotte can do it too." Bedivere then said. If you just take care of small animals, Lancelot's sister should be more reliable.
"What's the name of this child?" So Constantine asked: "To register a protected creature, you need at least a name. We have to discuss this with the Egyptian government, after all, the child was found in Egypt."
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"Well..." Bedivere couldn't help sweating on his forehead when he saw King Arthur and Constantine looking at him in unison. It seemed that he didn't want to come up with a name anymore.
"By the way, is this a boy or a girl?" Bediwell then asked: "It seems that we need to take some time to check first...ah hahahahaha..."
"Oh boy," Constantine asserted.
The werewolf youth frowned in confusion: "How did you know?"
"I just know." The Knight of the Round Table said in a stronger tone. Maybe he really has some way to quickly detect the gender of a creature.
"Okay..." Bedivere paused again: "Well, this kid's name is ------"
"Better it," Constantine urged impatiently.
"Huh?" The chicken tilted its head and looked at the werewolf youth innocently.
"Um...fluffy?" Bedivere said casually.
"Maomao..." King Arthur and Constantine were stunned at the same time.
"This little guy is indeed furry." The King of Knights touched his chin: "But I always feel that... people call furry animals Maomao?"
The werewolf young man had a long face: "What on earth are you going to do? Change your name?"
"No, that's good." King Arthur then said, "Let's call this kid Mao Mao. Well, it's quite cute."
"Then I'll register Maomao's information." Constantine then held the chick and walked away, stroking the chick's furry little head along the way, looking satisfied: "Hey hey hey, Maomao~"
"Has he always been like this?" Bedivere couldn't help complaining as he watched Constantine go.
"Constantine has no resistance to small animals." King Arthur suppressed a smile and replied: "This will finish one more thing. Then we should go to the tactical conference room to find Merlin."
When the King of Knights mentioned Merlin in the conversation, he was of course referring to the time when they traveled to a different world nine hundred years later. It seems that some kind of connection in time and space was finally restored by Prime Minister Merlin, and Arthur and Bedivere were finally able to
You can be transported again to the world nine hundred years later.
"I think so." The werewolf young man glanced at the King of Knights tentatively: "Finally, are you going to [that place] again?"
"Indeed, Bediwell." Arthur walked out of the medical room and said at the same time: "This is probably another suicide mission. I know that you will participate in the last game of the knockout round tomorrow. After winning, you will directly enter the general team.
Final. I want to confirm one last time, do you really want to go with me? Maybe if you leave, you will never come back, and everything you have gained now will be in vain."
"Why are you wasting your time asking me again, Arthur." The werewolf young man followed the King of Knights and blinked: "No matter how many times you ask, my answer is the same. Let's go."
"Very good." The King of Knights said lightly, without asking any more questions. The two of them turned two corners and soon arrived at the tactical conference room.
And there, Prime Minister Merlin, who looked a little haggard, had been waiting for a long time.
"You are finally here." It seemed that Merlin was tired from repairing [the connection between time and space] for days. Only now did he feel relieved and said: "Then, let's get started?"
"Are you sure you don't need to take a rest first?" The King of Knights asked, "Don't make any mistakes because of excessive fatigue."
"No problem." Prime Minister Merlin had already waved his hand and deployed the shady barrier, surrounding the entire tactical conference room.
"The fatigue I feel now is all physical fatigue. When I leave this body as a spiritual body, the fatigue will disappear."
After speaking, Merlin's body turned into stone, and a ray of light separated from the body, turning into an ethereal figure like a human figure, opening a special space-time rift in mid-air.
Bedivere, who was staring at all this, was sucked away by the crack before he realized it.