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Chapter 815 Stormy Waves in the Night (1)

Chapter 815: Storming Waves in Youye (1)

When Bedivere got up from the ground again, several minutes seemed to have passed. Two young leopard men had rescued the girl in distress on the tree, and the nosebleeds that were pouring out of Bedivere's nose had basically stopped.

Lived.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!~~~~~You perverted wolf! Perverted! Big perverted! Super perverted!~~~~" When the beautiful blond girl saw Bediwell,

When he woke up, he immediately cursed with a trembling voice.

Only then did the werewolf realize that his clothes had been taken off, and he was left with only a pair of underpants. The girl in distress was wearing Bedivere's robe---her original robe had been torn apart by branches and was in tatters.

Too bad.

Needless to say, this was the work of two damn leopards.

"You don't take off your own clothes, but you take off my clothes and give them to ladies?" Bedivere angrily scolded Saifer and Seglade: "I don't know you bastards who are so unscrupulous!"

Saifei coughed dryly and said with a red face: "Ahem...but we can't be naked in front of ladies, meow---"

"Can I do that?!"

"But you fainted, meow. You wouldn't feel embarrassed if you fainted, right, meow?"

What nonsense! Bedivere almost became so angry that he vomited blood and died.

"Stop talking, meow---" Seglade handed Bediwell something. It was a temporary "robe" made of dozens of large banana leaves. It could at least be worn as a robe temporarily.

"You must be kidding me ---" Bedivere glared at the two leopard men, and then glared at the girl who knocked him out and took his clothes: "Who are you?!"

"I am a knight of the French Order of Saint Lily, Chanel of Orleans." The girl blushed and said, deliberately turning her face away and not making eye contact with the werewolf: "My sisters and I were traveling all night and were attacked by a monster.

So, so------"

This woman was a survivor of the crashed raft. She probably jumped off the boat at the critical moment and escaped, hanging on the tree canopy.

Palamedes has also said before that there are a group of women among the candidates this time. It is really impressive that as a woman, she can break into the cruel test of the Knights of the Round Table---but that's where they stopped.

Bedivere didn't say anything. He could have gloated about being treated so badly by this woman, saying that they deserved it and that they were seeking death by traveling all night. But when he really wanted to say it, he couldn't.

Export---How could you say such harsh words to the pitiful girl in front of you?

"Let's... take a few steps forward. We hope to find other survivors." Bedivere put on the leaf cloak and whispered.

Everyone else present, including the knight girl of the Holy Lily Knights, fell silent. Chanel was just lucky to be alive, and she was also seriously injured. How many of her companions could be so lucky?

indivual?

The group of people continued to move forward, and there was deathly silence on the road. When they arrived at the destination, the result was just as they expected. The crashed raft collided hard with the big tree. Most of the raft had been shattered on the ground, and the remaining

The part was firmly embedded in the trunk of the tree, which shows the great impact force at that time.

The fire from the hot air balloon had already scattered and fell on the trees, catching fire. The fire light illuminated everything around it red.

About ten yards away from the impact point, several dead and horribly mutilated bodies were also on fire.

Chanel silently counted the number of corpses. Only she knew how many people died.

"No...!" After she finished counting, she collapsed completely and knelt on the ground for a long time without making a sound.

Saifer and Seglade looked at each other, seeming to have discussed something, and then the two of them moved towards Bediville.

"I know what you are thinking, but no." The werewolf was afraid that things would turn out like this, so he quickly stopped: "Our team is already burdensome enough, so don't add any additional burden. She can wait here for the rescuers.

We have no reason to take care of her."

"But meow---"

Bediwell shook his head resolutely. Adding one more person adds more weight. The current resources are already tight enough. It is still unknown whether the six of them can be sent to their destination within the scheduled time with these resources. They will have to bring more

Last troubled woman? Stop dreaming!

"At least bring her to our camp," Seifer pleaded. "Leave her here all night. If she can't wait until dawn tomorrow, she will be eaten up by the monsters. At least wait until the rescuers arrive tomorrow morning."

Time meow."

"But---"

"I appreciate your kindness." Chanel stood up and whispered, "But I will guard my sisters here. They have died miserably, and I can't just watch their bodies being eaten by monsters."

"

"You don't have to worry about that, we will be responsible for burying their cats." Seglade gently persuaded: "As soon as we finish this, we will leave here immediately, cats."

What else did the woman want to say? At this time, the surrounding jungle was already filled with unfriendly looks from monsters. Those monsters seemed to be about to pounce on everyone and attack everyone. The only thing that stopped them from doing so was the light of the scene.

"Listen--" Bedivere threw the kettle to the blonde girl: "You, clean all the blood and wounds on your body. If you smell of blood, I won't let you get close to our camp."

I don’t want the camp to be surrounded by monsters!”

He turned to the two blue leopards and said, "Pile the bodies and burn them on fire."

"What?!" "Are you crazy?!" Not only Chanel, but also the two young leopard men exclaimed.

"This is the best way. If you burn it, it will be clean and the body will not be dug up and eaten by the monsters. You can take the ashes back if you like, but we have to move quickly--"

"This is so inhumane------"

"I promise, if we start a war with monsters in this forest, we will only follow the footsteps of these dead female knights. I just want to survive. If it is difficult to survive, there will be no time to talk about favors.

."

Since the people present were all idiots, Bedivere had no choice but to make such a rational claim alone, even if he would be regarded as a devil.

Chanel was silent for a while and sighed: "Just do as you say. Although it is embarrassing, this is the only thing I can do for my sisters now. Besides, I can't add too much to you."

trouble."

"Yes, as long as you understand the truth." The werewolf stuck two torches on the ground and illuminated the area in front of him: "Hurry up and do what you should do!"

By the light of the fire, Bedivere raised his bow and arrow to guard a large area in front of him, and there was a burning tree behind him as cover. The Warcraft absolutely did not want to approach them from that direction.

The two leopard men rushed over helplessly to collect the corpses. Most of the corpses were burnt and emitted a terrible burning smell that made people cry. The two cats could only break a few thick branches nearby and use the branches to

They moved the corpses and piled them together. What Bediwell said was absolutely correct. If they wanted to wait for these red-hot corpses to cool down before burying them, they would have to wait at least until dawn, and they didn't have this time at all.

The two cats lit a fire and began to burn the body.

"Don't, don't look in my direction!" Chanel also took off her robe (Bedivere's) and washed the wounds on her body with water from the kettle. Fortunately, there were only abrasions all over her body and there were no particularly deep wounds.

, there was no more bleeding after cleaning, which should make the monsters stop chasing her.

"Are you an elf? ---" Bedivere caught a glimpse of Chanel's pointed ears out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but exclaimed, but as soon as he shouted, his head was hit by a small stone.

"Ouch!"

"I told you not to look over here! You perverted wolf!" the girl yelled angrily.

Dark Elf. This explains her super hearing. Bedivere and others walked under the tree just now, and their speech was at a minimum, but the dark elf girl hanging on the tree could actually hear it!

Sensitive hearing is probably a kind of talent, and the demon-sealing bracelet cannot completely seal it. Maybe her powerful natural ability can help?

A magical beast had already sprung out of the woods. The fire made them uneasy, but the smell of meat overcame this uneasiness, and they could not wait to enjoy their food. The thing didn't look like a particularly large magical beast.

Similar to a wild boar, it has a pair of snow-white, sharp, upward-turned tusks.

Rather than saying that Warcraft took a fancy to Bedivere and wanted to use him as prey, it is better to say that it was just the opposite. Bedivere took a fancy to Warcraft. When he saw the sharp teeth, his eyes immediately lit up, knowing that those things could be used.

Make weapons.

The wild boar couldn't wait to rush towards Bedivere, and the werewolf couldn't wait to draw his bow and shoot an arrow! The ordinary wooden arrow pierced the wild boar's left eye hard, making the monster blind in an instant! It slipped and fell out of control.

On the ground, under the influence of inertia, it was still crashing into the werewolf like a bulldozer.

Bediwell easily dodged with a side roll and struck before the wild boar could get up. The dagger in his hand flashed past and cut off the wild boar's throat!

Snap! The crimson blood of the monster was constantly spurting out, and the werewolf carefully avoided it to avoid getting stained with blood. When the monster was drained of blood and at the moment of death, Bedivere rushed over again, using brute force, and broke it off in one go.

Two tusks of the wild boar!

That thing is more than ten inches longer than the dagger in the werewolf's hand, and it is made of the material of the monster's body. It is full of photons, hard and flexible, and can be made into a very good dagger for self-defense.

The werewolf did not hesitate and threw one of the monster teeth to the elf girl. He picked up the other one and dug the fangs deep into the wild boar's head along the monster's temple, ending the life of the monster.

.

The howling in the mountains and fields became more and more fierce, and the monsters were ready to move! In just another quarter of an hour, monsters that are hundreds of times more ferocious than this wild boar will definitely attack in groups!


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