The battle ended and the simulation system stopped functioning.
Daniel had just removed the hood of the simulation system from his head, and immediately heard the instructor complaining: "What you just did doesn't count, it doesn't count! You don't play like this! Look what good things you have done!"
"What?"
"You just did something that you couldn't do under normal circumstances." The instructor looked dissatisfied: "A normal person would try to use a lightsaber to block the powerful photon saber of the cavalry? It is estimated that the arm bone would be broken the moment he blocked it.
It’s gone! How can we fight back if our hand is broken!”
"But" what else did Daniel want to defend?
The instructor continued: "You just took advantage of a loophole in the combat simulation system to win! You know that in the simulation system, the character you control will not lose limbs, but will only feel pain, so you took advantage of this loophole to forcefully block."
The attack of the photon saber, isn't it? If it were in actual combat, could you do the same thing? My arm would probably have been broken in two!"
Daniel was stunned and thought for a moment: "No. It can be done."
"Nonsense!"
"It's true. I have equipment in my hand that can do the same thing. And my body is no longer the fragile human body. I guess my arms won't be broken that easily."
"You're talking nonsense again! Why are you kid talking nonsense when you open your mouth?"
"Instructor," Daniel did not argue with the other party, but asked: "In the next driver's license test, I will face a similar [actual combat], right? In other words, even if I rely on my own
With all the advantages you have, if you pass the test in actual combat, you can get your driver's license, right?"
The instructor was stunned for a moment, "Theoretically, this is true."
"That's fine. Then I'll figure out how to adapt to the situation." Daniel replied, "If this is all the training, then I can probably leave?"
"Okay, go away." Although he felt very unhappy, the instructor had no reason to keep the young black iron knight: "I really hope your trick will work in actual combat. Otherwise, you will just fail."
.I have been friends with your father for many years. Seeing that Knight Yang’s son is such a conceited guy, I really feel sorry for your father. You may regard my words as advice or as meaningless verbosity. But
If you continue like this, it will be difficult for you to get ahead in the Knights of Great Britain. The qualifications a knight needs most are, in addition to combat prowess, the ability to get along with others. And you obviously can't handle the latter well."
"Thank you for your trouble." Daniel replied disapprovingly: "But I never thought about staying in the Knights of Great Britain for a long time."
Daniel, who has nothing, is tired of all this. The reason why he will continue to stay in the Knights of Great Britain is just to achieve a goal. When this goal is finally achieved, Daniel will leave the Knights he has hated for a long time.
, to cut ties with Great Britain, at least that's what he thought.
The young man quickly left without looking back.
At the same time, in Cairo, Egypt, in the Cairo Grand Hotel.
"Really?" King Arthur's intriguing sigh came from the other end of the phone: "Bedivere, you are such a nosy guy."
"That's not true," the werewolf youth defended himself, turning to look at the little tiger who was still sleeping on the bed. Obert played very late yesterday and couldn't wake up early this morning. The big bed on the other side was
Ryan was also snoring lazily. He must have been very tired from yesterday's practice.
"No?" Arthur on the other end of the phone laughed and said: "A child asked you to help him find his mother, so you helped him find his mother. This kind of thing could have been left to Great Britain to help handle it, even if the child said he didn't believe Great Britain
You can also send him to the Egyptian embassy and ask the Egyptian government to help find someone? But you are unwilling to do it. You just want to help the child find his mother yourself. You are really free."
"But"
"Having said that," King Arthur changed the topic and said: "You promised that child not to ask anyone in Great Britain for help, but you called me to find me. What do you mean? The most basic trust between people.
Don’t you want to keep it?”
"I promised Obert not to ask for help from the Knights of Great Britain, but I never said that I couldn't ask the King of Great Britain for help." The werewolf youth blinked: "If I just ask Arthur for help, it should be okay, right?"
"
Then, the King of Knights laughed loudly from the other end of the phone. He laughed for about five minutes before King Arthur stopped laughing and said: "Bedivere, Bedivere, you are such a cunning bastard."
.Letting you become a werewolf is really overkill. You are so cunning, how can you not become a fox?"
"Actually, I just want to ask you to borrow the [Magic Mirror of Reminiscences Reesefield]," the werewolf young man said in a low voice, "Arthur, after going around in so many circles, you can at least answer me, do you want to borrow it or not?"
"
"This problem is quite subtle." The King of Knights hummed: "You may not know this, but there has been some changes in Reesefield recently. There are too many unstable factors in using this artifact now, and it is too unstable.
It's dangerous."
"What?" Bedivere was confused when he heard this. Isn't the Magic Mirror of Memories an artifact used to enter other people's dreams to mine information? Bedivere was at a loss to Obert, trying to find any clues to help the child find his mother.
It was all broken. The only way the werewolf youth could think of was to use this magic mirror to enter the tiger boy's dream, hoping to get more clues from the child's dream.
Is it still dangerous to enter other people's dreams to view information?
"It seems that the problem cannot be explained well just from the phone call." King Arthur sighed, knowing that there was no way to convince the werewolf youth: "Okay, you take the child to come to the battleship of Great Britain. I will give it to you personally.
illustrate."
Not knowing what kind of medicine King Arthur bought in his gourd, Bedivere had no choice but to follow the advice of the King of Knights. Of course, it was not easy to wake up the sleeping kid.
"Get up." The werewolf young man shook Obert.
"Five more minutes to sleep," the little tiger replied drowsily.
"You're not looking for your mother anymore?" Bediwell then shook the tiger boy again and said, "Uncle is going to take you to find your mother now?"
"Mommy has already found meow," Obert continued to say in a daze.
"Chanel is not your mother." Thinking of what happened last night, Bediwell felt very rude, "Don't mistakenly identify your mother in the future and ruin the reputation of ladies, do you understand?"
"Uh-huh, whatever." The little tiger began to find Bedivere annoying, so he buried his head in the pillow and continued to sleep soundly.
Bedivere was a little unhappy, so he reached over and pulled Obert's tiger tail.
"Ouch!" The little tiger who was still sleeping in a daze suddenly jumped up from the bed like a cat: "Ouch! It hurts so much! Don't pull my tail!!"
"You're still lying in bed!" Bediwell said with a stern face, "Come and freshen up, we're going to leave soon. Believe me, we will definitely be able to find your mommy this time."
"So, as I said, Mommy has been found." Obert scratched his head. He wanted to sleep at first, but when his tail was pulled and hurt, he lost all sleep. He had no choice but to walk in the direction of the bathroom.
Ten minutes later.
"Where is this place?" The tiger boy only remembered that the werewolf uncle opened something similar to a teleportation gate with his bracelet. They passed through the teleportation gate and suddenly came to a certain teleportation room.
"You don't need to know where this is." Bedivere deliberately concealed the fact that this was a British warship. "I will take you to a friend of your uncle's right away. The treasure in that friend's hand will definitely help you find your mother."
."
"Hmm," the little tiger snorted and expressed doubt. In fact, he had already determined that his mother was Chanel. Instead of looking for any mother in the world, it would be better to take him to meet Chanel.
"Oh, are you already here?" Knowing that Bedivere had used the teleportation function of the demon-sealing bracelet, Arthur also rushed to the teleportation room. Of course, he was wearing a half-covered silver mask, covering his face above the bridge of his nose.
They were all covered up to prevent the child from recognizing that he was from Great Britain.
"Is this the child?" King Arthur looked at the little tiger curiously. Obert was a very special existence among the tiger-men. The white hair was very special, and the ice-blue tiger stripes were even more unique among the tiger-men.
Unique among them all, the King of Knights seemed to be able to vaguely feel the great magic power from the ice blue tiger stripes.
"Hahaha, uncle with the mask, are you going to the masquerade party?" Obert pointed at King Arthur's mask and smiled.
"It is indeed." Arthur thrust a special plastic mask with a tiger shape on it to Obert: "Uncle Mask also has a gift for you, do you want to wear it?"
"Haha" the little tiger picked up the mask and played with it with great interest. The workmanship of the mask is actually very exquisite, and the shape is very cute. The cartoon tiger face painted on the mask is almost the same as Obert's face, but it is a white one.
A tiger with black stripes on its hair. Obert couldn't put it down for this novel gadget and put it on without much thought.
"Hey, I can't see clearly." His field of vision was restricted by the mask. After all, the tiger mask only had two small openings for the eyes, which were only enough for him to see what was directly in front of him. The structure of the mask blocked it.
With his vision on both sides, there was nothing he could do about it.
"It doesn't matter if you can't see clearly, as long as it's cool enough," Arthur said, holding back his laughter, "But be careful when walking while wearing a mask, don't hit the wall."
"Okay!" The little tiger didn't know this was a trick at all, and he happily wore this cool-looking mask, thinking that walking on the road would increase his chances of turning heads.
"Now, let's go." Arthur then said to Bedivere, "We will discuss the details of [Leltherfield] after you see it. At that time, it will be up to you to decide whether you want to risk it or not."
If your life is in danger, use such dangerous tools."