"Wow, you and dad have been chatting for so long, what have you been talking about?" Albert was waiting in the room, wearing only a pair of underpants.
"You haven't even gone to the hot springs yet, and you started running around naked?" Bedi stared at his little friend in shock.
"It's raining heavily outside, you want me to put on some clothes to go cat?" The little white tiger was saying a lot of nonsense in a matter-of-fact way. If this guy knew Tristan, they would definitely make a living couple.
"Bedi, please take off your clothes too! Let's run naked in the rain together, hahahahaha!"
"I'd better hold an umbrella, thank you." Bedi looked around for an umbrella.
Of course, no.
How could it be possible? Patriarch Robl's family was not completely poor, but Robl was very strict (indifferent) to Albert and basically would not leave too many living necessities for the tiger man boy.
It's not that he's poor, it's that Al is a guy who faints when he sees blood, so he can't be a good warrior at all.
Such a loser will die miserably if he cannot find a way to show his worth after his coming-of-age ceremony.
Is it not even necessary to love your son who will die soon?
Thinking of this, Bediwell couldn't help but feel sad. ------This was the same as his family, doting on the eldest son and ignoring the younger son. Even now, Robert has long passed away, and he still can't change Albert.
A situation of being looked down upon.
Why can this guy still smile so innocently, as if he has never been dissatisfied with his unfair fate?
At least for now, let's go crazy with this kid. No matter what the future holds, we must create happy memories together now, at this moment.
With mixed emotions, Bedivere also took off his underwear, pretended to smile happily, and rushed out of the house with Albert. The two teenagers ran wildly in the torrential rain, treating the rain as a
It's like having fun.
A black figure came quietly, following closely behind the two of them.
At noon the next day.
"Are you really okay?" Greenville asked worriedly.
"How long will the painkiller you injected me last?" Arthur asked nonchalantly.
"...Two hours. However, your body has become resistant to the medicine. If this continues------"
"Then there's no problem." Arthur ignored Greenville's advice and directly reached out to touch the tombstone.
Fifty feet high, its white buds were closed, and its gray-white thorns spread across the ground until they were a hundred feet long.
Arthur narrowed his eyes and looked at this holy spirit. Simply put, as long as you don't get close to it, you won't be attacked.
If only it were that simple.
Arthur doubtfully raised the Sword of the Holy King. It was three hundred feet long, and the huge golden sword blade was formed in one second. He swung the sword towards the center of the flower bud, thinking that this would resolve the battle.
Of course, it's impossible.
The bud opened the moment it was struck.
Among the pure white roses, there is a pure white one with only the upper body of a woman, but her lower body is connected to the stamens. This is the true form of the seat of abstinence.
She instantly raised the two swords in her hands and blocked Arthur's huge light blade. The light blade in her hand was ejected directly from a protruding bracket on her arm. From this, Arthur could understand this.
Women really aren't human.
I'm afraid she turned out to be a female Knight of the Round Table. After losing her humanity and completely transforming into the eternal Holy Spirit, she still wanted to maintain a part of her female body. Moreover, her beautiful and elegant figure remained the same.
This is an incomparable obsession with beauty.
To attack such a beautiful Holy Spirit, Arthur could not help but feel pity. But after all, it was not a human being. The Ascetic Seat smiled at Arthur, and the woman's emerald green eyes were staring at Arthur on her fair face.
That smile seemed to be mocking Arthur. Arthur was instantly angry.
He raised his sword and charged forward.
Then, thorns flew all over the sky. They swept, split, penetrated, and coiled, using all means of attack to attack Arthur!
More than three thousand tentacles attacked Arthur, each one was extremely flexible, each one was as dexterous as a butterfly, and each one was equipped with an indestructible sharp steel thorn!
If you are scratched by these tentacles, your skin will be ripped open and your flesh will be bloody! If you are caught by these tentacles, it will be like being trapped in a meat grinder and being instantly minced by sharp steel thorns!
Arthur carefully dodges among the tentacles flying all over the sky, trying to survive in the cracks!
------"Coordination? Is that also a law?" Last night, Arthur muttered in confusion just after listening to King Other's explanation.
"Don't underestimate this [coordination]." King Other said spiritually, "Human reaction has its limits. It's already good to control two weapons to attack at the same time... What is that ability?"
"Skillful hands." Arthur replied immediately. He knew that the only person who could bring this combat skill to the extreme was the Sword Master Lancelot.
That guy was able to attack with two swords as smoothly as water, with no flaw in the movements of his hands. The perfectly coordinated swords were both offensive and defensive, able to deal with any situation.
"Then, imagine the [Seat of Abstinence] as the [Three Thousand Skillful Hands]." King Other replied. This strange statement probably involves Greenwell's clever translation.
Arthur rolled his eyes at the girl, then turned to look at King Other: "Even so, I can sense and avoid them one by one with my mind's eye..."
"You absolutely can't hide." King Uther said disdainfully, "How can you hide from the tentacles that attack you from 360 degrees all over your body? The tentacles of the Seat of Abstinence are one hundred feet long, and it is said that they can continue to extend. Long. They are extremely flexible and flexible. They can dance with the will of the Seat of Abstinence and attack you from any angle.
Even if you can dodge the first wave, there will be second, third, fourth... countless waves. Until it forces you into a designed blind corner, there is no way to avoid it, and there is nowhere to escape!"
------That's right. Countless tentacles are attacking Arthur. Their trajectories gradually form a pattern, inducing Arthur to move.
Until, Arthur is lured into a blind corner!
Three hundred tentacles rolled horizontally, limiting Arthur's retreat. Another three hundred tentacles rolled up into a ball shape and began to wrap Arthur in it. Another three hundred tentacles stabbed through the gaps between the thorn balls. Go in and force Arthur to run around in this small space! At the same time, the thorn ball continues to narrow and begins to surround Arthur heavily!
Snap!! Just as Arthur was running for his life, countless spikes shot out from the ground! Arthur rolled over and barely avoided it, but still suffered a small scratch on his arm!
That's right, it's so easy to dig through the ground with tentacles as sharp as steel! Hidden underground, sudden attacks are almost inevitable!
More than three thousand tentacles are squirming crazily, and the chaos of their information has long made Arthur's mind skills no longer brave enough!
More tentacles attacked the ball of thorns from every angle, and the ball of thorns shrank smaller and smaller, reducing Arthur's movement space to dozens of feet. Arthur had no room to dodge anymore, and no matter how flexible he was, he would not be able to avoid it.
You are trapped in an embarrassing situation with nowhere to escape!
If he doesn't do something, he will be grabbed by this shrinking space and hanged!
Touch! Seeing that Arthur had no way to survive, the Seat of Abstinence immediately narrowed the circle of encirclement! The thorn ball shrank in an instant, tightly surrounding Arthur who was imprisoned in it, and crushed him!