At the same time (?), the eastern part of the Mediterranean.
"Have you finally finished cleaning up?" Knight King Arthur looked at the battlefield that finally stopped and hummed.
The body of the Floating Hill Toad lay motionless on the sea, gradually turning into lifeless gray stone. The ominous gray fog also completely dissipated, and the monster army that emerged from the fog was completely eliminated. There were no more half left on the battlefield.
An enemy.
The battle lasted for about four hours. Fighting against an almost inexhaustible army of monsters was indeed very tiring.
"The body of the little tiger has also been collected." Prince Kai said, "Would you like to go over to express your condolences, Your Majesty?"
"Well, let's go." King Arthur nodded and said: "Mr. Albert sacrificed himself in a literal sense and saved the world. This level of condolences is still necessary."
However, he actually did not feel sad about Albert's death. Although he was not familiar with the little tiger, he was not a ruthless person. He should have at least felt sorry for the death of the hero. But for some reason, he just didn't.
Wei Fei felt a little bit sad or regretful, as if it was a matter of course that Albert died in this battle. He couldn't help but feel ashamed of his callousness.
Albert's body, which turned into a cold stone statue, was contained in a compartment of the medical room of the British battleship [Palmidis]. The stone statue was carefully placed in a special medical gel life-saving capsule.
It seems that some people still think that the stone statue can be revived. But anyone who has seen this stone statue with their own eyes can clearly feel that the stone statue is indeed a cold corpse, and the "certain things" inside are no longer there, completely gone.
Resurrection is possible.
In the same room, Mutt was sitting there thoughtfully, even feeling lost, looking at the body in the life-sustaining capsule.
"Hello," the King of Knights approached the cubicle: "I'm here to visit Mr. Albert. But it seems that you are busy. Will I come back later?"
The moment Mutt saw Arthur, he suddenly rushed over, hugged the King of Knights desperately, buried his head in the King of Knights' chest, and began to cry softly.
"Uh...Mr. Mutt?" Arthur didn't know how to react.
"I'm sorry...it's just now...just these few minutes...let me act like a baby..." Mutt said intermittently while crying: "I promise...after these few minutes, I will cheer up. I will make everything...renew
It started..."
At this time, Arthur only regarded Mutt as a child (because he was really just a teenage cat boy), and without thinking much, he reached out and stroked Mutt's cat head.
"Okay, just cry." He said softly. He was not aware of Mutt's real thoughts, nor did he think that doing so would only make things more complicated.
The cat boy didn't say anything more, just cried in a low voice. After crying for a while, he finally cheered up, let go of Arthur, stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes: "Sorry, sorry, Your Majesty."
"It's okay." Arthur said, "Everyone knows what you lost today. We can understand."
Mutt shook his head. Actually no, no one can understand. No one knows that Albert did not really "die", he just changed into another form and was reborn in this world. No one knows, except
Mutter and Bedivere.
Even if Mutt tells the truth, no one will believe it. Moreover, the cat boy has planned to take this secret to his own grave and bury his feelings for that person together with that person's death forever. This must be
It would be painful, but he knew he had to do this. When a person dies, he is dead, forever. Even if he is reborn in another form, the entanglements in the previous life should not continue into the next life.
I liked it...and then lost it...that's enough.
Mutt wiped away his tears and comforted himself.
"What are you going to do with his body?" the cat boy asked.
"This world will recognize his hero status. If anyone dares not to recognize it, I will find a way to make them recognize it. Everyone present knows what he has done and knows what you have done." The knight said: "His body has been
He is petrified and will not rot anymore. Maybe it will be just right. If possible, we will send his body to the Hall of Heroes in Great Britain and give this hero a formal state funeral.
Of course, this is just the practice of Great Britain. I don’t know what the customs of their Fierce Fang tribe are. If Chief Roble asks to take back Mr. Albert’s body, we will hand it over to him for disposal. According to their clan’s way
, according to the wishes of the family, let’s bury the hero’s body with dignity.”
"Too noisy." The young cat man hummed: "This is definitely not the way he likes to be buried. It would be great if he could sleep quietly somewhere. An eternal sleep without being disturbed."
"...If you think he should be buried in another way, you have to convince his family." Arthur shook his head: "If his family allows it, everything will be easy. You can use any method you want.
In memory of him."
"I will try to talk to his father...although..." the cat boy clenched his fists: "I don't know if I am qualified to talk to him."
He is just a little person, he is nothing. Patriarch Roble barely knows Mutt, and naturally he does not know the time Mutt and Albert have experienced together, nor does he know the things Mutt maintains towards Albert.
Emotions. It is absolutely impossible for Albert's father to understand.
"If you want, I will help you arrange it. At least, I will give you a chance to talk to Chief Roble." The Knight King added.
"Okay, thanks." Mutt didn't even keep any hope.
King Arthur smiled bitterly and said nothing more. He originally planned to leave the compartment in the medical room and let Mutt continue to accompany Albert's body. Unexpectedly, Bedivere also came at this time.
"Hey, Arthur." The werewolf young man looked at the King of Knights slightly embarrassed.
"Hey, Bedi." King Arthur replied: "Are you here to express your condolences too?"
"That's pretty much what it means. Although I have expressed my condolences before." Bedivere looked at the King of Knights, with something unspeakable on his face.
"Your best friend died, but you don't seem that sad?" the King of Knights asked.
"I just... don't know how to react better." The werewolf young man said with a bitter smile. King Arthur is the reincarnation of Albert. He doesn't know how to say this kind of thing. In fact, he can't say it either. With Mu
Likewise, he also plans to take this secret to his grave.
"Where are the heartless people?" The King of Knights shook his head and walked out. The keen king had already seen that Bedivere did not feel any sadness in his heart.
"Did you feel anything strange, Arthur?" The werewolf youth ignored the knight king's condemnation and followed the king out: "I heard that Albert's Holy Spirit came to you?"
"Ah, yes. He is living in me. Strange guy." Arthur said nonchalantly, "Why did you choose me?"
"Albert's Holy Spirit was not his at first. He got it from somewhere else." Bedivere didn't want the Knight King to notice the truth, so he smoothed things over and said, "Maybe he is a Holy Spirit of this nature. He lost the last one."
The master will find the next one."
"So this guy is also a heartless guy, ha." The King of Knights snorted again and did not continue on this topic.
"What should I do with the little tiger's relics?" Bedivere asked again: "I'm pretty sure that [Demon Slashing Sword - Tierfeng] is in his hand, but when the body was recovered, the sword could not be found anywhere.
The rest are his commonly used weapons, as well as a bunch of strange weapons used by Warcraft hunters."
"It's better to notify his family members to retrieve the relics. If I can get the consent of his family members, I hope to donate some of the equipment to the kitten. That's what he deserves."
"Of course." Bedivere replied. Then he was silent for a long time and suddenly asked: "Arthur, is the battle really over? The monster representing the abyss has also been killed, and the sacrifice plan of the abyss should also be over.
This is bankrupt, right?"
The King of Knights was silent for a few seconds before replying: "At least, we didn't find anything unusual at the scene. The monster called the Floating Hill Toad is indeed dead, and no life reaction can be detected in the completely silent stone statue.
Those abyssal creatures have not appeared again. Now I should be able to breathe a sigh of relief for the time being."
"What is the probability that something will come out of that monster's stone statue again...?"
"It is not zero. So our fleet will not completely withdraw, but one or two ships will be left to monitor everything until it is confirmed to be safe." The Knight King replied: "The pollution caused by the monster's blood to the Mediterranean Sea has also caused
People are worried that almost half of the Mediterranean Sea has been dyed that weird color by its blood..."
"Blood...is it..." Bedivere seemed to suddenly notice something, his whole body trembled, and the wolf hairs on his body stood up: "Has the sea water contaminated by the blood been taken for testing? Sure enough... there is something wrong.
?"
"The content of heterogeneous photons completely exceeds the standard. The concentration of heterogeneous photons is as high as the air in Camelot back then." King Arthur replied: "Needless to say, any creature touched by that high concentration of heterogeneous photons will
, it will definitely become a monster."
In other words, this matter is not over yet. The entire bottom of the Mediterranean Sea has begun to stir. The blood of the dangerous abyss monster will flow throughout the Mediterranean Sea with the currents, creating more terrifying monsters. God knows what those deep sea monsters will do.
Where does it flow?
This matter is not completely over yet. The Abyss is a dangerous existence that far exceeds human intelligence. It is unrealistic to simply stop the Abyss's plan, and it is impossible to achieve this through the efforts of just one or two people.
Albert is indeed a hero. He blocked the initial dangerous charge of the abyss forces and allowed the world to breathe. But Albert's efforts alone are not enough, at least not a lifetime of efforts...
What an irony. Bedivere thought to himself. Albert (Arthur) sacrificed his life to defeat the Abyss in his previous life, and he is still in the same place in this life, picking up the pieces of his unfinished business in his previous life...
"The next stop is Cairo." The King of Knights said: "If those monsters are controlled by the abyss and prepare to sweep across Africa, Cairo is the place where they land. Get ready to fight, Bedi. The only person who can protect the people of Cairo is
us."
"I understand." The werewolf young man replied: "It seems that helping Elaine will be postponed again."
"Although I'm a little sorry for him, this is all we can do." The Knight King shrugged and said: "After all, there is a big crisis here that can destroy the entire world, and we have to solve it."
What we want to save here is the entire [world], and Elaine just wants to save one person... No, Bors is not even a human being, just a golem.
If left alone, tens of millions of people in Cairo and even Africa may die under the claws and teeth of the Warcraft army. As for Elaine... Elaine is the only one who has to bear all the pain.
...How can the weight of one or two lives be equal to the weight of hundreds of millions of lives?
Bedivere, who was comforting himself in this way, put aside the idea of helping Elaine and went to worry about blocking the army of Warcraft first.