The figures of the two teenagers ran on the snowy field, leaving long footprints. The snowy field began to gradually become brighter.
"Ha, ha, ha!" Tristan ran out of breath, but he didn't hesitate in his steps, "Bedi! Stop chasing me, are you annoying!"
"You, just don't run away, wouldn't it?" Bedivere also shouted panting, still chasing after him.
"Pause, pause!" The mermaid boy stopped at the edge of the cliff, "I won't run, so don't chase me!"
"I won't chase you! But hurry up and go back, Tristan!" The werewolf boy stopped and gasped, "You, what do you want? You have already got the golden trident, and the mission has been completed. Arthur
It won’t hurt you, so why run?!”
"What's the matter if you don't run away! So what if you take the trident back? ------I know what kind of person the Queen Mother is! Once she gets the trident, she will turn against you and kill you.
!I ran for your own good!" Tristan said as he slowly retreated towards the cliff.
"Even so," Bedivere retorted, slowly approaching, "We have to go back and recover! Kai remains there as a hostage. If we escape, Kai will definitely die!"
"It's none of my business!" the fish-man boy said nonchalantly. Being selfish, he only cares about the safety of his friends. "I don't know that knight, why should I care about his life or death!? All I want is Bedi alive!"
By the way, let's run away together! We can go to a place where neither mermaids nor humans can find us. It can be anywhere. In short, it's a hundred times better than being locked up in the palace!"
"You can ignore other people's lives, but I can't!" said the werewolf boy, "Arthur will always find a way. We just need to believe in Arthur and go back and rescue Kai."
"Then, you will leave Iceland and go back to Pantorakon, right? Leave me in that damn palace, never to be free! That's your way? How wonderful!"
Tristan is telling the truth. This is the biggest fear in the fishman boy's heart. He doesn't want to be left behind by his friends.
"You say you are my friend, but you don't regard me as a friend at all! In the end, you only care about yourself!"
Because Bedivere is his only friend. This kind of friend is still rare to meet. If he misses this time, he will have to wait for another ten or a hundred years.
-----He doesn't have the patience to wait any longer!
However, this is what Bedivere is most worried about. Tristan will go crazy over the word [friend], lose his rationality, and do things that hurt his friends.
-----He will never allow it!
Bedivere took out the spare lightsaber that Arthur gave him. The green light shone, illuminating the face of the werewolf boy.
"Tristan--it's precisely because I regard you as a friend that I can't let you make any mistakes!"
Cut! He slashed with his sword, and the sword light was directed at Tristan's calf! Tristan immediately retreated to dodge, but a scorch mark was left on his leg.
"You're lying!" The fish-man boy also took out his trident, "How can anyone use weapons against their friends?"
He raised his trident and stabbed out a spear, pointing directly at the werewolf boy's arm. The werewolf boy also retreated, but a small gash was still left on his arm.
"You forced me!" Bedivere said angrily, waving his lightsaber and attacking again, "Since you still want to run, I will take you back even if you cut off your legs!"
"If you can do it, try it!" Tristan shouted, waving his trident to block.
The two rushed towards each other and began to slash at each other at close range. The green light of the lightsaber and the golden light of the golden gun drew ribbons in the dark night. One aimed his sword at the opponent's calf and slashed, while the other kept stabbing with the gun.
Toward the other person's arm.
It's really sad that we are obviously friends, but we have to hurt each other like this.
The cold wind and snow raged through the last period of darkness before sunrise and became stronger again. The sudden heavy snowstorm fascinated the two of them!
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaby!!!!!!"---" Bediwell's eyes became red with fear, and he no longer cared about showing mercy, he raised his sword and struck forward!
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!" Tristan was also furious, and he stabbed him with his gun mercilessly!
The green light of the lightsaber collided with the golden light of the golden gun, bursting out with a strong radiance, causing a big shock! The surrounding ground suddenly began to roar and roar, as if something bad was about to happen!
"Wait a minute. This is ------!" Tristan stopped and looked around.
"Is this...?" Bedivere also stopped and listened to the strange sound of the darkness. "No, run!!!!!!!"
A large piece of white stuff on the cliff, like a sea tide or a rolling stone, rushes down with an astonishing momentum, coming towards you!
"avalanche!!------------"
The two could no longer care about the fight and began to run away frantically, hoping to escape to the edge of the cliff and find a bunker to protect themselves from being washed away by the snow waves!
It was already too late! A large amount of blizzards swarmed from the cliff, rushing the two of them out. In an instant, they swallowed up a large area of the ice field.
"Avalanche!" Five hundred yards away, Arthur, who was chasing, shouted, "It's just in the direction they are traveling. I hope they won't be affected!"
"Oh, no!! Your Highness!!!" Wendina exclaimed, using magic to float herself into the air, speeding up to catch up.
Arthur also quickened his pace, running forward at a speed unimaginable to humans, blowing a gust of wind on the snow.