Chapter 1023 Exploring the potential in the night (8)
Chapter 1023: Exploring the potential in the night (8)
At the same time (?), in a hospital in Edinburgh, Great Britain.
When the dog-man boy walked out of the ward, King Arthur could vaguely see the redness and swelling at the corners of the child's eyes.
"How's it going? Have you finished talking to your mother?" The King of Knights said deliberately calmly.
"Well..." Husky wiped his eyes, "Mommy looks very energetic. She will be discharged from the hospital in two days."
"Then, it's time for us to go back." Arthur touched Husky's head: "There are enough things that happened today. You must be very tired. Go to bed early."
"Yeah!" The dog-man boy nodded: "Although Husky doesn't feel sleepy yet."
"Really?" The King of Knights walked in front and took out a small object from his arms: "Also, I will give this to you. This is the promised [prize]."
"This is---?" Husky carefully took the object. It was a small metal rod, and Husky's puppy paws could just grasp it.
He was stunned for half a second. Where had he seen the same thing before?
"Is this a lightsaber...?" the dog boy asked in surprise. He didn't expect that Uncle Arthur would really give him such a dangerous weapon, and in reality.
"It's just a photon dagger, and its output power is not as high as a lightsaber." Arthur whispered: "However, this is still a dangerous weapon, so be careful when using it."
Husky nodded and gently pressed the button on the sword hilt.
Buzz---
A short blade glowing red was ejected from the hilt of the photon dagger. It was about as long as a hand, and emitted a steady, fiery red light in the darkness.
"But is there really no problem in giving such a dangerous weapon to Husky?"
"If you realize that this is a dangerous weapon, there will be no problem." The King of Knights smiled disapprovingly: "Be careful not to hurt yourself when using it. Also, never wave it at your family and friends.
A dagger, do you understand?"
"Yes!" The dog-man boy replied cheerfully.
"Also," Arthur pointed to the back half of the photon dagger: "That is the push rod that adjusts the output power of the weapon. Push it back to the end to see?"
Husky did as he was told and pushed the push rod all the way. The output power of the photon dagger was adjusted to the minimum. Its blade gradually shrank from the dagger shape at the beginning to an extremely thin line, then continued to shrink, and finally became
A ball the size of a soybean appeared in front of the metal hilt of the photon dagger.
"This is---?"
"In this case, it is not lethal, but the light it emits can be used for lighting and heating." King Arthur explained: "You can touch it with your finger and see."
"It will hurt..."
"No, let's try anyway." The King of Knights insisted.
Husky reached out and touched the small fiery red ball. Snap! He felt that his fingers were shocked and numb. However, the ball did not cause actual harm when touched.
Husky looked at this soybean-sized ball and couldn't help but be fascinated. The light and heat it emitted could warm the little palms of the canine boy, bringing him a small comfort in the darkness. This small
Comfort, for the insecure Husky, is extremely important.
"This is the first lightsaber I have." King Arthur picked up Husky, and the two of them came to the rooftop of the hospital: "It should have been lost when I first went into battle. But people in Iceland
Find this toy, repair it, and give it to me as a souvenir again. Now I will give it to you. Although it is very old and cannot be expected to be of any use in battle, it will definitely become
Your amulet to protect you in the dark."
"Hmm... um!" Husky quickly put away the photon dagger: "Uncle Arthur, thank you."
"There is no need to thank me, this is the prize you won by yourself." King Arthur hugged the dog-man boy tightly, spread his wings and flew into the sky, disappearing without a trace in the night.
At the same time, Egypt, Cairo Grand Hotel.
The sound of Elaine's bathing water and the intoxicating hum of the White Bear came from the bathroom.
Bediwell had finished taking a comfortable hot bath and was lying on the bed drowsily. He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and tried to fall asleep while thinking about his next plan to make money. There was a phone next to his bed.
The hour rang.
"Hmm...?" The werewolf answered the phone in a daze.
"Mr. Bedivere, are you asleep?" The voice of the young leopard man came from the other end of the phone, but it was difficult to identify whether it was Seifer or Seglade's voice, because the twins were very similar in appearance and voice.
"...What happened again? Saifer?"
"It's Segrede, meow." The young leopard man on the other end of the phone said, "Mr. Bedivere...can't you persuade dad not to gamble, meow?"
The werewolf scratched his head: "Palmides? It's strange that that guy would listen to advice."
"There are some things that I don't know if I should say the right thing..." Seglade said hesitantly: "Dad... he actually had a very bad habit in the past, that is, he was addicted to gambling. When I was a child, I once saw my old man...
Dad and Mom had a fight------Dad hadn't given up gambling at that time---it seemed like he lost a lot of money and borrowed a lot of debt."
"So? Say what you have to say." Bedivere was extremely sleepy and planned to end the conversation as soon as possible.
"So...I'm so worried that my dad's gambling addiction will come back again."
"You don't have to worry about this, right? Even if he loses money, it's just the little money he has on hand, and it won't go bankrupt." Bedivere hummed dejectedly: "If you two brothers are really so worried about Pala
In Midis' case, just follow him to the casino. With his sons watching, no matter how much this guy goes too far, Paramedes won't go bankrupt in gambling, right?"
"Well...brother plans to go to the casino with dad...but I'm still worried, nya."
"Then what do you want?" Bedivere became even more impatient, and his temper became worse as his eyelids became heavier.
Seglade was stunned for a moment and whispered: "I think... I want to teach dad a lesson and make him stop gambling completely."
"Huh---it's too difficult." Bedivere shook his head and said: "I don't run this casino, and Paramedis is not an idiot. It's almost impossible to control a gambling game at someone else's home court.
Give up on the matter."
"Anyway, please think about it, meow." Seglade said aggrievedly.
"Okay, I'll think about it." The werewolf said perfunctorily: "No more, good night."
He was afraid that Seglade would ask for something else, so he hung up the phone quickly.
Elaine just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower at this time, with a towel on his shoulders and still humming a tune softly. When he saw Bedivere just finishing the phone call, he couldn't help but curiously asked: "What, what's wrong, Bedivere?"
Diville?"
"It's nothing, go to sleep." The werewolf turned off the bedside lamp with one hand, and the room suddenly became dark.
"Hey! Wait, wait a minute! I haven't found the bed yet------" There was a noise in the room as Elaine was trying to find the bed.
"Your bed is on the floor, idiot." Bedivere hummed in a low voice. Elaine, a stupid bear, probably forgot that the hotel bed couldn't bear his weight at all, so he could only sleep on the hotel carpet.
"Oh, yes, yes!" The young white bear man turned to lean on the ground and groped around. If the room was not dark, this scene would probably be quite funny.
"That, that, Bedivere?"
"Tsk---what's wrong?" the werewolf responded irritably. Why is everyone preventing him from sleeping?
"Bounty, bounty hunters make money...can you count me as my share?" the white bear man said timidly.
Bedivere scratched his head again: "You have more than 30,000 Egyptian coins in hand, and you have already purchased a decent weapon. Are you still going to get involved in this matter?"
"But I want to help. I want to help." White Bear Man said awkwardly. At this time, he just touched the edge of the carpet, not far from his bed.
"You're just afraid of getting bored staying in the hotel, right?"
"Uh...hehe---" the white bear man laughed sheepishly, as if he was right.
"Humph, just come with me. Just stay out of the way, otherwise the money you earn will not be shared with you." The werewolf said helplessly.
"Okay, okay." The white bear man got into the bed, curled up as much as possible, and hid himself in the cup that was smaller than his own body: "Then, good night."
Bedivere deliberately did not respond and pretended to be asleep. Within a minute, the room was filled with the snoring of the White Bear Man. It was already mid-six o'clock in the morning, and the werewolf deliberately ignored the thunderous snoring.
He closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep. Just as he was half asleep, a voice sounded in his mind:
"Daddy?" Husky shouted.
At the same time (?), London, eight o'clock in the evening, in King Arthur's palace.
"Well, good night." The dog-man boy got into bed.
"Good night, meow." The leopard man boy also huddled under the quilt and replied.
Ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Maybe it was because he was exhausted after playing all day, and he fell asleep in an instant, snoring slightly.
"...Husky, are you asleep?" Hal asked in a low voice.
No answer. Husky had indeed fallen asleep, and (probably because of the black spider) slept soundly.
"Uncle Arthur, Husky is asleep, meow." The leopard boy climbed out of bed gently and said to a small communicator on his wrist.
"Very good, we can start." The King of Knights gently opened the door and entered the room, followed by Evil Star, Lancelot and Greenville.
Taking advantage of the darkness, King Arthur glanced at the dog-man boy on the bed. The sleeping Husky seemed very peaceful, and the nightmare seemed not to have begun yet.
"Greenvale." The knight nodded to his queen.
Greenwell also nodded and took out an artifact from her arms.
It is one of the national treasures of Great Britain, [Recalling the Magic Mirror------Real Sefield].