After being treated by Holy Spirit White Phoenix, all his injuries were healed, and the Holy Spirit and evil spirits in his body stopped making trouble for the time being. However, his body was covered in blood, his clothes were dyed red, and the gaps in the black dragon armor were wet with blood.
It was extremely sticky. He had long wanted to take a bath to feel comfortable.
Just as Arthur had worried, the bathing pool in the backyard was also made of candy. It was very similar to the bathing pool in the original wooden house. The pool was surrounded by four walls. The only difference was its magical chocolate wall.
The bubbling pool water was also boiling soda water. Arthur took a handful and drank it. It only had the scent of lemon but no taste. Is this soda water without sugar?
The fatigue on his body made Arthur forget what logic was. He simply didn't bother to think about it. He took off his clothes and jumped into the pool. At the same time, he used soda water to wash his clothes and armor next to the pool. These magical carbonic acid water touched the stains on the clothes.
All the dirt was broken down immediately.
Just like King Uther can take out food out of thin air in the house, this pure land of Avalon must have its own specialness.
For example, you can change whatever you want...?
Arthur tried to concentrate on conjuring some gold. He found that he was wasting his time. Of course, things could not be as he imagined.
Just when he was in a daze, a voice sounded in Arthur's ear: "Arthur?"
"Poof!" Arthur almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He was surprised and grabbed a handful of clothes to cover his lower body.
Greenville appeared in front of Arthur wearing a white bikini.
"You, you, you, you, you, what are you doing?!" Arthur exclaimed, and he was so surprised that his voice kept getting sharper.
"Of course I'm here to take a shower." The girl jumped into the pool, and the soda water bubbled up and made a sizzling sound.
Arthur watched Greenville walking slowly from across the pool, and he quickly backed away as if to escape: "Don't, don't come over! I haven't finished washing yet------"
"Ah haha, why are you so shy? Can't we just wash it together?" Greenville was already approaching, her plump and moderate breasts were trembling up and down in front of Arthur's eyes as the cloth shoes trembled, and they were in the bikini swimsuit.
It becomes more flexible under the support.
Something flowed from Arthur's nose. It was the boy's nosebleed.
He felt dizzy. The hot soda water made Arthur's lower body ache.
"Arthur." The girl stretched out her slender hands and held the boy's face: "Let's wash together------"
Her lips were about to be kissed.
No! This kind of Greenville is definitely very strange!
The real Greenville would definitely do such a thing!
Arthur's whole body felt weak, but at the critical moment, he reached out to grab his King's Sheath and activated the [Spellbreaker] of the sheath! A golden light exploded in front of Arthur, making it dazzling.
Dizziness.
"Go away!" Arthur pushed Greenville away.
"Woo!" The girl fell into the pool in embarrassment. She slowly got up: "Why? Arthur? Don't you think I'm attractive enough?"
"Stop pretending, you are not Greenville at all! Greenville would not be so bold! ------Who are you?!"
"Arthur..." The girl looked at Arthur with a pitiful look, as if begging for the knight's love.
"Stop pretending! Give me back the original Greenville! I hate this wild Greenville now!" Arthur shouted.
The girl was silent for a while. For a moment, white light began to emanate from the girl's body, and finally condensed on the diamond on Greenville's chest. The diamond, which was as transparent as water, immediately turned milky white.
"...Huh!? Ya, Arthur?!" Greenville came back to her senses and saw Arthur with only a piece of cloth hanging in the bathtub, and then looked at herself in a bikini: "Wow ah ah ah ah
!"
"Pfft..." Arthur stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his nose and couldn't help but laugh.
"You, what have you done?!" Greenville said angrily.
"What did [you] do, Greenville? How could your body be invaded by your own spirit?" Arthur retorted, burying his body in the water.
"...I remember...I summoned my spirit on the altar of the Holy Land, in order to rush back to save you------"
"As expected, I thought you were very strange just now. You don't know how to use the Holy Spirit, so you are bold enough to directly summon the Spirit?" Arthur sneered, "Be careful that your body is invaded by the Holy Spirit and you will lose your body forever."
"This, you don't need to remind me of this!" Greenville said angrily, and quickly retreated to the pool. Her face was redder than the sunset, and the night was reflected in the excess magic light of the pool. "Hurry, finish washing quickly!"
I have something to say to you later!"
There is a hell waiting for Arthur next. Arthur looked at Greenville's hurried away figure and felt depressed for a while.
He looked down and felt even more depressed, wishing he could find a hole in the ground immediately.
Late at night, in the territory of the Grik clan, in the side hall of the clan chief's house.
Sleeping on the animal skin cannot be said to be uncomfortable, nor is it comfortable. The fur of Warcraft is hard and rough, almost as hard as the ground. The only advantage is that it is durable. Bediwell suddenly missed the beds made of woven grass from the Elephant Human race.
Pad: At least it has a certain degree of softness and does not puncture the flesh.
The werewolf boy tossed and turned, opened his eyes and looked at Albert, who was sleeping on another animal skin next to him.
"Al, are you asleep?" he asked in a low voice.
"Sleep, don't disturb me." Al replied coldly. He was obviously worried and couldn't sleep peacefully on such a cold winter night.
"Al...let the past go by. Haven't you already become a member of the Turkic tribe and decided to live in a Turkic village?"
"...I know. I know, but------"
If a young tiger man who has just turned sixteen is suddenly asked to leave his hometown and struggle to survive under the shelter of others in the territory of a foreign race, no matter how good his inner qualities are, he will feel uneasy.
This is something Bedi can't help with anyway. All he can do is do his part and try his best to bring peace to every place in the Underdark.
Whether they are humans or orcs, they all deserve a better future. Struggling so painfully just to survive... This is too sad.
The next day, Bediwell got up in high spirits. It was raining again today, and the weather was a bit gloomy.
He ran out and planned to ask the three Hackett brothers about the situation, but unexpectedly saw a familiar face: Roble, the leader of the Fang Clan (Tiger Clan)!
"What?!" Bedivere took a step back, Roble had already walked up, "Good morning, Silver Wolf Bedivere."
A man rushed out of the side bedroom and bumped into Bediwell awkwardly, "Old, Dad?!" Albert's voice sounded directly behind Bediwell.
"Al." Roble said coldly.
"What are you doing here?!" Bedi glared at Roble angrily.
The golden eyes of the black tiger man and the blue eyes of the silver wolf looked at each other, sparks of hostility bursting out.