Albert sighed, adjusted his sitting posture, and tried to sit down as comfortably as possible in the bathtub.
"Bedi, if I don't survive," the tiger boy said, "you must surrender, find a way to leave the territory of the Grik tribe, and stop interfering in this matter. The three Hackett brothers and the high priest
Deanna is not a good person. If you get involved in their intrigues, you will end badly."
Bedivere didn't think so. He saw a strange light in Albert's eyes when he commented on Deanna. He knew that the tiger boy had special feelings for the snow leopard girl.
"Al, you like Deanna?"
"What?! Don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing!" Albert quickly denied, "I hate that woman the most. She actually used me to help her seize power, and made my body look like this---
---"
"But you still like her." Bedivere said to the point.
Al was stunned for a moment.
After that, he hesitated and said: "I just... have a very familiar feeling. I always feel that I... have seen her somewhere before. I have seen her a long, long time ago."
It was a sense of déjà vu that even Albert himself could not explain clearly. He had seen this strange leopard girl before.
It was precisely because of this sense of déjà vu that he followed "Jack" into the magical realm of Typhon without hesitation, and finally swallowed the golden egg, making himself what he is now.
There must be a deep connection between Albert and Deanna (Kama), and there must be some huge destiny that brings these two people together. Bedivere thinks so.
Whether it was man-made or divine, they had no way out and could only move forward.
At the same time, the herbalist Paphos was lurking in the suburbs of Athens. He used the Elephant Tribe's [Secret Odor Purifying Medicine] to eliminate the smell on his body, making it almost impossible for the Leopards to trace his whereabouts. But he knew that he was doing this
He could only escape for a while.
Those leopard men who were looking for him everywhere were actually sent by the high priest with the purpose of retrieving Paphos to help Albert and the others in the [Death Tour] duel.
Pavor mistakenly thought that the leopard men were hunting him because he killed a vixen overseer in the warehouse this morning.
Although he was worried about Bediwell and Albert who were still in the hotel, Pavor could only lurk on the outskirts of the city and escape from Athens at dawn tomorrow morning.
Walking in the wilderness in the middle of the night is very dangerous. There are countless monsters running rampant here. Even a strong elephant like Pafu can become the dinner of the monsters if he is not careful.
He found a small cave to spend the night, not even daring to light the fireflies. Fortunately, the scent purifier helped him hide his traces. As long as he didn't make any noise in the middle of the night, he could rest assured that the monsters would not find him.
To be safe, he also sprinkled a lot of potions in the surrounding environment. The smell of these potions was just enough to disgust the monsters, but not so strong that it attracted the attention of the Leopard Man search team.
After arranging everything, Pavor squeezed into the cave, covered the entrance with a few dead branches, and then lurked quietly in the night, waiting for the sunrise.
But he never expected that he would see an amazing scene in this hidden spot on the outskirts of Athens:
Hundreds of giant monsters, led by a human woman in red, are marching towards Athens.
Each of these monsters has a body length of more than twenty feet. In the darkness of the night, they look very scary with their red eyes open.
If these guys broke into Athens, they would definitely cause a massacre.
However, Pafo is now at his wits' end. He can't stop the attacks of these monsters, and he doesn't know how to notify the people in the city to evacuate.
The woman led countless monsters and moved quietly towards the city, seemingly preparing for a night attack.
(Damn humans. So cunning and cunning!)
Pafo climbed out of his hiding place very carefully, crawled on the ground, and followed behind the army of monsters at an extremely slow speed. The purifying medicine on his body was enough to prevent him from being noticed by the monsters, as long as he moved slowly enough, enough
Be careful------
It's another beautiful day. Today, Arthur will practice some basic sword skills with his father.
The six-year-old boy raised his wooden sword and struck at his father's right shoulder.
Knight Uther gently deflected his son's blow, tilted his right body and struck with his backhand sword. The back of the wooden sword hit the little boy on the head, knocking him to the ground.
"Ugh!" Arthur fell and bruised his elbow. When he got up, he had a look of pain on his face, as if he was about to cry.
"Arthur?" Knight Uther dropped his wooden sword for training and was about to come over to comfort his injured son.
Bang! The little boy struck his father firmly on the head.
"Ouch!" Although the other person was a six-year-old boy, Uther felt psychologically very painful after being hit by his son in such a sneak attack.
"Arthur hit daddy!" the little boy said while holding back his tears.
"You have indeed plotted against me. Well done, Arthur." The knight looked at his son lovingly and checked the injury on his son's elbow: "Oh, poor little guy------"
He used magic to briefly treat his son's injury. Seeing his son pouting and wanting to cry, he couldn't help but smile: "What? You didn't cry just now. Are you crying now that the injury is healed?"
"But, the new clothes that mother made for Arthur..." Tears kept falling from the little boy's eyes, dripping down his round face to the ground.
"Just get a patch. Be careful not to hurt it next time, and mom won't be angry." Uther touched his son's head with a smile.
"Wow, you dirty kitten!" Back in the cabin, Igraine looked at Arthur who was covered in mud and was shocked, "Don't, don't come into the living room, quickly take off your dirty clothes and wash them."
bath!"
"But..." The little boy hates bathing.
"Oh, little one," the knight picked up his son, "Dad, wash it with you. Let's wash this dirty kitten clean, okay?"
"Um...okay." Arthur hated bathing, but he loved spending time with his father.
The knight was busy with official duties and only came to visit the little boy and the boy's mother for a few hours every day. Arthur wanted to spend as much time as possible with his father.
"Hoo!" Arthur jumped into the hot water. The heat of the hot water immediately relaxed the six-year-old boy's body. He slipped and fell into the pool.
"Hey, little guy!" User held his son's armpits and lifted his chest a few inches above the water. "Is it submerged?"
"Ahem, Arthur is fine!" the little boy said, kicking his little feet wildly, trying to stand firm in the bathtub.
"Hehehehehehe-------" Knight Uther looked at his lovely son and burst into laughter.
Five minutes later, Arthur and his father were leaning against the edge of the bathtub, looking up at the starry sky outside the window.
The night sky is so clear and cloudless, the stars are so bright and brilliant, everything is as beautiful as a dream.
"Arthur," his father was silent for a long time before whispering: "I really want days like this to last forever."
"What is Dad talking about?" the little boy asked puzzledly, "Does this keep going on?"
"Well, really?" Uther was silent for a while: "...As long as Arthur likes it."
"Of course Arthur likes it." The child nestled in his father's arms, "Arthur likes his parents the most."
The look on Uther's face became inexplicably solemn. He quickly looked up to the sky, deliberately not letting his son see the expression on his face: "Okay, don't soak for too long, let's get in the water."
He picked up his son from the bath and helped him dry himself with a big towel. Because it was very itchy, Arthur kept giggling. Uther also laughed, while teasing his son's armpits with his fingers.
(Such a happy day, I really want it to last forever.)
"Aya Ya Yausharus -------" A weak voice echoed in the wilderness, passed through the window sill of the bathroom, and passed into the ears of the little boy.
The little boy had just put on his shirt when he was attracted by the faint sound and turned to look out the window.
A white dove stood still on the windowsill, looking at Arthur with her bright green eyes.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, come on, come on, come on!" The voice kept echoing in the little boy's mind.
"Arthur? What's wrong?" Seeing his son in a daze, knight Uther asked curiously.
"Well...it's nothing." The little boy forced a smile and followed his father out of the bathroom.