Strategist Eric's inference was very bold. Normally, Bedivere would have been shocked immediately upon hearing such an exaggerated inference. However, the werewolf youth was surprisingly not moved by it. He had actually been vaguely aware of it for a long time.
What arrived.
Albert would suddenly become that kind of immortal physique, and his heart would stop beating but he could still be alive. All this should be enough to explain something.
"You don't seem surprised?" Eric asked tentatively after seeing the unusual calmness on the werewolf young man's face.
"Surprised? Oh, oh! Of course! Of course I'm surprised!" Bedivere began his performance at this time: "I'm surprised that you actually made such a bold decision based on some messy and completely unconfirmed so-called [evidence].
The inference. Your imagination is truly incomparable, Eric."
After listening to Bedivere's words, Strategist Eric rolled his eyes at Bedivere again: "And your acting skills are terrible, Mr. Bedivere."
"Really? Maybe." Bedivere replied calmly. No matter how the other party tried to test him, Bedivere was still determined to protect his friends. He would never take Albert away easily.
Eric, the strategist, knew what was going on. He didn't want Albert to be harassed. Tiger's life was now in a mess.
"Hey, let me ask you a question." But out of curiosity, Bedivere still asked tentatively: "Regardless of whether I have saved someone, or whether this person has seen it [the extrapolation]
]. I just want to know, what on earth do you want to do to this person when you are so persistent in finding him?"
"I don't plan to do anything to him." Eric then replied: "Maybe I just want to exchange experiences with him?"
"Exchange experiences?" Bedivere couldn't help but find it funny.
"I have already told you, Mr. Bedivere. When I was a naive child, I once saw [extraordinary truth]. It is precisely because I had a glimpse of the truth in it that I became aware of it as soon as I was born.
Being completely paralyzed, I was able to rely on the power of miracles to sit and talk to you as I am now. But at that time, I was still young and ignorant. Even if I had a glimpse of it, I was completely unable to understand what it contained about the universe.
truth.
I was just thinking, if your friend is really like me and has witnessed it, maybe he knows more than me?
Perhaps the part of the truth he glimpsed contained the knowledge that could set my paralyzed body free?
Or maybe, after discussion, we can find a way to open the door to truth again, see "the truth outside the strings" again, and delve into the truth of the universe within it?
you will never know."
After hearing this, Bedivier, who had not taken all this seriously at first, began to look serious.
"[Let the paralyzed body regain freedom] Is this what you have been pursuing?" he asked.
"This is what I have been pursuing all my life." Eric replied: "What else can there be besides this."
He just wants to live freely like a normal person.
If only to satisfy this little wish
"I understand, Mr. Eric." Bedivere sighed: "However, I can't promise you anything, and I can't say anything so far.
Please understand that regardless of whether your reasoning is true or not, assuming that I really have such a friend who has seen him [extraordinary reason], I have to protect my friend from harassment by people like you."
"I understand." Eric said, "I came to you to talk about this matter. I just hope you can at least consider my request."
"Very good." The werewolf young man replied: "Then, if I really have such a friend who has seen the truth behind the law, I will talk to him about it. Whether he is willing to listen to your request and meet with you, again,
It's another story."
"Of course, of course." Strategist Eric nodded, seeming to express his gratitude.
"By the way," Bedivere asked again: "Since the wizards in the Ivory Tower have devices that can detect the source of [extraordinary principles], that means they know as much as you do, and they have also come up with the same conclusions as you."
The conclusion?"
"I'm very doubtful." Little Lawrence's eyes wandered on Bedivere's face: "There are not many people who can have [friends] in both the Ivory Tower and the Knights of Great Britain at the same time. I'm afraid there are not many people who can combine the information and draw conclusions. I'm afraid.
It’s just me for now."
"That is to say," the light in Bedivere's eyes suddenly became strange: "You are the only person in the world who knows about this matter. As long as you are gone, no one in the world will harass my friend again."
, right?"
"You want"
"And you are still in my ship, a place completely cut off from the outside world." Bedivere's serious and fierce look became more fierce: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you here?"
Eric's expression turned gloomy.
"Ah hahahahahaha, just kidding! It's just a joke!" Bediwell laughed and said: "Look at your expression! Hahaha, it's so funny!"
"This joke is not funny at all, Mr. Bedivere." Eric couldn't help but said with a stiff smile.
"Maybe." The werewolf youth then grinned and joked further: "Anyway, just remember this: your brother is still on my ship, and he trusts me.
If I wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as grabbing a lollipop from a child's hand.
If you don't pay attention to your words and deeds and do something to directly or indirectly hurt my friend, I can guarantee you that I will use the same method to hurt your brother. Do you understand?"
"I understand very well." All the smiles on Strategist Eric's face disappeared.
"Very good. I'm glad to see that we have reached a consensus." Bedivere still smiled, although the smile was full of inexplicable darkness: "Now, go back and wait for the news, I won't disturb you anymore."
"Of course, Mr. Bedivere. Good night." When Eric turned to leave, there was still a lingering gloom on his face.
After seeing off the strategist Eric, Bedivere still sat quietly in his captain's room in a daze. He thought for a long time before letting out a long sigh of relief.
On the side of the Knights of Great Britain, Bedivere may be able to ask King Arthur for help in keeping the secret. But the Ivory Tower has already set its sights on this "person who has seen unreasonable things under the ground in Angola", and the mages will not be dismissed so easily.
dropped.
The huge storm of the times began to swirl around that stupid tiger. There were too many people who wanted to get something from Albert, but that stupid tiger might not even be able to protect himself.
"What a troublesome guy." Bedivere couldn't help but sigh, thinking of everything Albert might experience in the future.
Since he had to cope with tomorrow's game, Bediwell originally planned to take a shower and let the hair on his body dry before going to bed immediately. However, if he didn't blow dry the wolf hair deliberately, it would still take a long time to dry it.
, he didn’t want to use a blow dryer to damage his hair, so during this period, Bediwell ran to the lounge of the ship, hoping that his hair could dry naturally.
"Oh, Bedi!" There are already guests in the lounge. Paramedis is lying on the couch and watching the TV attentively. The picture shown on the TV is of course a replay of the Round Table Trial Arena. Big Cat
Doing homework for tomorrow's game.
Thinking that Palamedes' opponent tomorrow would be his eldest son Saifer, Bedivere felt a little embarrassed.
"I guess I shouldn't disturb you in preparing for tomorrow's battle?" He turned around and wanted to leave.
"No, no, no, come and sit." Big Mao hurriedly changed the channel and immediately switched the TV station to some unrelated late-night TV shopping channels.
"Uh." Bedivere sat down next to the sofa and saw some unopened bottles of soda on the table, so he took it and opened it and took a sip.
"So, how is the little tiger doing?" Palamedes asked.
"It's very bad. He looks half-dead." Bedivere replied: "The heart function has completely stopped and the internal organs are not functioning, but he is being kept alive by some mysterious power. No one knows how long he can live."
"Really?" Palamedes also took a sip of soda: "Don't worry too much. As the saying goes, the boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge. He will always get better."
At this time, Bediwell suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and the intense heat of the African night was instantly gone. It took him a few seconds to realize that this might be related to the soda he drank: "What the hell is this? Are you here?"
Is there anything added to the soda?"
"Hey, hey, you finally noticed it." Big Cat grinned: "Most of the raw materials for synthesizing this soda are made by Eve using air and water, and the most important raw material is what Old Man Logan asked me to find.
Datura grass. That thing is so powerful. A small drop of grass juice is diluted a million times and mixed into soda water, and it becomes this refreshing drink with weak magic power."
"Oh." Bediwell took another sip of soda. No wonder the glass bottle looked a little weird, and there was no brand printed on it. It turned out to be a homemade magic soda.
"I plan to take this thing and sell it on the black market in Cairo tomorrow. Maybe I can make a lot of money," Palamedes said.
"Aren't we rich in military funds? Are you really that short of money?" Bedivere then glanced at the Leopard Warrior in confusion.
"It's one thing for the military to have sufficient funds. Let's share the military funds and use them together. The money I earn by myself will be used to unlock my own abilities," Palamidis said.
It seems that the Leopard Man Warrior is planning to regain his speed as a Leopard Man. The big cat itself is very strong. If coupled with his high-speed movement ability as a Leopard Man, in the subsequent knockout matches, Para