Late at night, Arthur returned to the backyard of a small hotel in Penzance Port.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
He only heard the sound of a sword being swung.
It stands to reason that no one would be fighting in the backyard of a hotel late at night, and even if there was a fight, it would not be left unattended. Therefore, before Arthur could see the truth, he immediately concluded that it was Bediwell.
Doing something.
Sure enough, the big white wolf was holding a long silver sword in his mouth, waving it freely in the open space in the backyard, playing with the sword vigorously.
Wild wolves generally do not do this kind of behavior. Those who can play with swords in their mouths must be wolves who have received strict combat training. Therefore, people in the hotel did not dare to go when they saw Bediwell practicing swords here.
Stop him for fear of being stabbed by Bedivere. Moreover, Arthur has indeed paid a large sum of money to rent a room in this hotel, and informed the owner of the hotel in advance that this big white wolf is his companion. The people of the hotel
Thinking that Arthur is a noble son from out of town, he would definitely not dare to mess with Arthur's pet wolf.
So it became what it is now.
The scene of the big white wolf wielding his sword and practicing his dance under the moonlight is fantastic and surreal.
"Hey, you're still so enthusiastic about practicing martial arts late at night?" Arthur walked over and said.
"Woof!" Bedivere stuck his sword on the dirt and responded to Arthur. There was no one around, so Bedivere should be able to speak freely, but he still refuses to speak, maybe he still
I'm afraid the walls have ears.
Arthur ignored the overly nervous Bedivere and continued: "I have negotiated terms with Admiral Penzance. We will set off to Plymouth early tomorrow morning to meet the lord over there. The lord of Plymouth is also said to be very dissatisfied with the war.
, maybe we can get the support of the lord."
"Wow?" Bedivere tilted his head and looked at Arthur.
He didn't understand what Arthur was talking about [getting support from the lord]. He had never entered Admiral Penzance's castle from the beginning (because he was a wolf, so he was rejected), so he didn't listen.
When it comes to the conversation between Arthur and the Duke of Penzance, the whole story is even less clear. Now that Arthur suddenly mentioned something about the Duke of Plymouth, Bedivere was obviously confused.
"Anyway, we are looking for more supporters, and finally unite the anti-war forces in England to stop this meaningless war." Arthur briefly said: "Don't worry, Bedi. In the near future, peace will
It will definitely come. Then we can take Greenville back."
"Ouch." Bedivere did not continue to listen to Arthur's ramblings, bit the silver sword from the ground, put it accurately into the scabbard on his back, and then turned around and returned to the hotel.
"What's wrong, aren't you happy?" Arthur also followed, muttering: "Sometimes I really don't know what you are thinking. If you don't speak, who will know your opinion?"
"Huh. You're talking to a wolf? That's pathetic." However, before Arthur walked into the hotel, a voice suddenly rang next to him, which almost scared Arthur.
"Is that you?" Arthur glanced at the girl hiding in the shadows. The girl was wearing a tight black leather jacket that almost perfectly blended into the night. Even the leather on the leather jacket had been specially treated to matte.
Under the moonlight, it almost does not reflect any light at all, which is more conducive to the girl's sneaking.
"Didn't you complete your task of protecting me along the way? Why don't you go back to the ivory tower?" Arthur said a little boredly when he saw Bayoletta hiding there.
"My mission is to [protect you along the way], including but not limited to protecting you from the witch's residence back to Penzance." The girl said: "As for how long I will protect you, it depends on the people on the other side of the ivory tower.
How to decide. I have already sent them a letter and am just waiting for their reply. Do you think I really want to follow you all the way? I am also very troubled."
"Tsk." Arthur smacked his lips: "The last thing I need here is a witch. You will cause me trouble. I don't want to be said to be in league with the witch and complicit. If there is a heresy trial by the Holy See
The official came to my door, wouldn’t it be a bad thing for me?"
"You don't have to worry about this at all, because I'm not a witch at all, I'm just a spy." Bayoletta replied.
"Oh? You're not a witch? What the hell were those spells you used in the previous battle? Can normal people bounce in mid-air and cling to walls?"
"That's all the result of the magic weapon. To put it bluntly, it all depends on the equipment." Bayoletta shrugged: "Even you, didn't you rely on that magic sword when fighting? It's also a kind of magic.
It's a weapon, and it's a dangerous thing with its own magic furnace. If I use a magic weapon and I'm easily targeted by the heretic inquisitor, you're just as likely to be targeted when you use a magic sword. Let's do it."
"Under normal circumstances I would not let the Seraph Holy Sword be unsheathed." Arthur said.
"That's fine, I won't use my magic weapon under normal circumstances." The girl also replied: "And the effect of my magic weapon is invisible. Even if I use it, it won't happen unless someone witnesses it."
question."
"Whatever you want," Arthur was too lazy to argue with Bayoletta. He walked into the hotel: "Anyway, stay away from me and don't cause me any trouble. If you cause me any trouble, I will seriously consider it."
Get rid of you. That’s it, good night."
Bayoletta seemed to want to say something else, but Arthur left her behind and ran away. After returning to his room, the first thing Arthur had to do was to lock the doors and windows.
"Hey." Then he lay on the bed and sighed: "It's so annoying, there is another stalker."
"She's still a woman." Bedivere sat aside, scratching the itch with the paws of his hind feet. Bedivere, who had turned into a big white wolf, was full of wolfishness even in his normal movements: "I'm so annoyed, now I have a chance to speak."
Less and less."
"Why don't you just talk in front of that woman and scare her?" Arthur couldn't help but joked.
"Let's talk when we have a chance." Bedivere jumped onto the big wooden table in the room and lay down: "Now I don't know what camp she belongs to. It would be even more disadvantageous to expose my identity casually. What if the mages in the Ivory Tower are also hostile to the demons?
?"
"In this world, they are also a group of evil demons who will be hunted by the Holy See." Arthur couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "But I am quite surprised. The mages in this world actually have ivory towers and avoid the Holy See."
Hunting. History is always surprisingly similar."
"Indeed." Bedivere said, already wrapping his big, fluffy wolf tail around himself to keep warm.
"Do you want a blanket?" Arthur asked, "You won't catch a cold if you sleep like this?"
"I am a demon, Arthur." Bedivere couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "Demons don't catch colds."
"It's hard to say this kind of thing." Arthur still emphasized.
"You have to rush early tomorrow, don't you?" Bedivere was already in a hurry to end the conversation: "Good night, Arthur."
"Okay, okay." Arthur couldn't help but replied angrily: "Go and sleep, you stupid wolf."
After a while, the snoring of the big white wolf was faintly heard in the room. Bedivere might be really tired and had fallen into a deep sleep at this moment.
Arthur, on the other hand, tossed and turned in bed, unable to close his eyes. Ever since he came to this different world nine hundred years later, there were many things that he had been unable to figure out. He knew nothing about this world and explored it with vague fear.
While exploring the world, I also discovered that the world is full of various conspiracies.
For example, the boy's body that he currently occupies obviously has an original owner. But where did its original owner go? This is a terrifying and shocking mystery that makes people think about it.
Instinct tells Arthur that in order to end the series of events in this world, he must find a way to solve each of these mysteries.
Only when all the mysteries are solved and when he glimpses the reality of this world for the first time, will the journey of this world come to an end.
Boom------Boom------Boom------!
The bell began to ring. The sound was like a death knell, full of ominous atmosphere.
The sound came from very far away, as if coming from inside some kind of building. It was vague yet real, mixed in the air with the midnight fog, and lingered.
Awakened by the sound of the bell, Arthur climbed out of bed and looked out the window.
In the darkness that was close to blindness, in the gray mist that reflected the moonlight, Arthur could vaguely see a red outline, the outline of a building. The bell was coming from that direction.
Come.
That special silhouette like a tower, Arthur remembered.
That building is the [Warrior's Tomb].
The moment he saw the warrior's grave, something seemed to start pouring out of Arthur's mind.
It was a memory that surged like a frenzy.
Thousands of mixed images and sounds poured out crazily, giving the boy no chance to breathe!
"Wow!" Arthur leaned against the window because of a headache, feeling that his head was about to explode!
However, those thousands of chaotic images and sounds were gradually occupied by other clearer memory fragments, and a vague memory began to appear in front of Arthur's eyes.
Boy. Wheat field. Black Death.
Everyone got sick and died, the plague was so terrible.
People were frightened and burned everything contaminated with evil with fire. The corpses were piled up in mountains and burned with firewood. The stench filled the sky and thick black smoke rose into the sky.
This country is taken over by evil. We must escape.
Therefore, they allowed him, who had not been infected with this evil, to escape.
Abandon your home, your origin, and everything you own.
Just to survive.
However, the war has not stopped because of this. The country contaminated by evil has been controlled by the devil and is out of control. Its erosion will continue to spread, expanding outward like human ambition, until it devours the world.
The young man felt powerless because he was just a weak young man who was defenseless, had no power, and did not have enough will to reverse all this.
He could only pray to God, hoping that the madness in this world could stop.
He had nothing to gain and never owned anything, so he had no choice but to give everything he had, even his soul.
Just to fulfill my only wish.
He is kind, he is lucky, and there is a God in his world who is willing to listen to his prayers.
[Your wish has been granted].
A bright light fell in the sky, and the white light fell on the wheat field, accompanied by the holy sword given by God.
With the illumination of this light, the young man's soul slowly ascended and was carried away to the paradise in heaven.
At the same time, what was left on the ground was an empty shell without a soul. This empty shell became the key to realizing the boy's wish.
Arthur, who had a terrible headache, let out a miserable scream.
A black crow shadow also hurriedly penetrated the window and landed in the room.
"Your Majesty!" Merlin exclaimed.
"Uh-huh, ahhhhhhhhhhh------" Arthur had no time to talk to Merlin. His headache continued to get worse and he was about to explode!
"Oops...!" Because the situation was so urgent, the crow's shadow could no longer take care of that much. It spread its wings wide and released something like a black hole in the mid-air in the center of the room.
"What?" Bedivere also woke up at this time.
Whoosh! Everyone present, or the light souls of these people, were instantly sucked away by the black hole.