"Keep quiet? No, really not." Ivan looked at the King of Knights with an innocent face: "That strange golden spaceship suddenly appeared and used teleportation light to teleport us here through the glass ground. What did that artificial intelligence say?
[Acting Captain Bediwell and his companions have entered Area Zero] and want us to come over as soon as possible to support them."
"Damn! That bastard Eve!" Bedivere was covered in burn pain and had a very bad temper: "It only told half of the story and deceived you?!"
"It seems that our acting captain knows more information?" Tristan looked at the werewolf coldly and asked mockingly.
"I'm just a pawn on that battleship," Bedivere countered Tristan's taunting: "There is no one as powerful as our Prince Tristan, who can do whatever he wants."
A blue vein popped out from the forehead of the fish-man prince: "You---"
"Now is not the time to quarrel!" Ivan advised: "If we don't want to be besieged by more monsters, we must leave here as soon as possible!"
~Get out!!~
A faint voice inexplicably spread into everyone's minds.
"Huh?!" Everyone was startled by the sudden voice.
"Isn't it the giant who can use telepathy?" Bedivere couldn't help but frown.
Telepathy is not ordinary speech. The sound is transmitted directly to everyone's brain through photons. There is no sound source at all. Therefore, no one can judge the speaker's position from the source of the sound.
~Get out!! The intruder must die!~
"There seems to be something else in this forest." Arthur looked around, but could not find the source of the sound in the dark forest: "It is very likely that that thing is directing other monsters to attack us."
"Then things will be easy to handle." Tristan wiped his spear with a handkerchief and cleaned off some coke-like dirt on the spear: "Find and kill the guy who just spoke. There is a riot here.
It will subside."
"I hope it's really that simple." Bedivere poured a plate of cold water on it.
The werewolf had a vague feeling that things were not that simple. Maybe their guess was wrong, and the monster was not actually hiding in this forest.
~Don’t destroy the tranquility here!!~
"It's so noisy!!------" Arthur roared. His dragon roar really shocked the guy who spoke with telepathy, and even suppressed the commotion of the monsters in the forest.
Everyone was stunned for a while, not expecting this to be effective. It seemed that they no longer had to worry about being besieged by the monster army for the time being--although they still had to leave this place quickly.
"Let's split up." Arthur ordered: "Bedivere and I will search toward the east; Ivan and Tristan will search toward the west."
"Objection!" Tristan said uncharacteristically: "Your Majesty, your safety is the top priority! Ivan's eagle eye technique is very useful to prevent sneak attacks. You must go with your Majesty! Otherwise, if there is an emergency, this idiot will
The wolf can't save you at all!"
"Are you trying to go around in a circle and scold me for being useless?" This time, veins appeared on Bediwell's forehead.
"No, I just scolded you for being useless." The fishman prince criticized mercilessly.
"It's so noisy, you two should shut up!" Arthur said angrily: "It is precisely because of this that I want to separate you! ------Is this okay? I will take Ivan with me.
Okay, let you two continue to quarrel!"
"This prince will never get along with such a person!" Tristan said with a look of disdain.
"I'm too lazy to argue with you, I'm not a child!" the werewolf said unconvinced.
"Can you really perform your mission well without getting into a fight?" Arthur asked doubtfully.
"No noise!" "No way!" Bedivere and Tristan shouted in unison.
The King of Knights chuckled: "Very good, that's settled. I'll be in a group with Ivan, searching eastward; Bedivere and Tristan will be in a group, searching westward. Let's go!"
Although extremely reluctant, the werewolf obeyed King Arthur's order and followed Tristan into the forest west of the clearing.
At the same time, in Great Britain, on the outskirts of Edinburgh, in a Gothic café.
Everyone's dinner was delivered. However, this was more like an interrogation than a dinner. The evil star sat there with a serious look on his face, preparing to interrogate Daniel, which made Husky and others suddenly lose their appetite.
"This, this is the main course..." Daniel, with the help of the black cat, brought up six plates and placed them in front of everyone cautiously. After he opened the lids one by one, the contents of the plates came into view.
In the eyes of everyone.
It is indeed a fish dish, but the cooking is quite special. Daniel topped the grilled fish with tomato sauce and soybean sauce. The sweet and sour tomato sauce combined with the tenderness of the fish seemed delicious.
"I thought your store only served dark dishes?" Lancelot asked curiously. Although the sauce of the grilled fish in front of him was rather special, it was still considered a normal dish, and it seemed to be the same as the ones from the Gothic Cafe.
The style is different.
"Brother, you're going too far!" Black Cat pouted and protested: "We don't specialize in dark cuisine! The spirit of Goths is to not take the usual path. As long as it is a unique dish, they will produce it, and dark cuisine is just one of them.
A kind of!"
"This is a recipe passed down from my ancestors. It's hard to find it outside." The trainee knight also whispered.
"Chirp~" Hal scooped some fish meat for his little pet Pochi. The little carp became intoxicated after taking one bite, and happily circled around the leopard boy.
"It doesn't seem to be poisonous." The evil star picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of grilled fish, dipped it in the sauce and put it in his mouth. Then he showed a complex expression that was mixed with joy and sullenness at the same time, and began to question Daniel: "Now, explain
Let’s take a look: Why are you eating so much?”
"[Eating everything] is a bit too much..." Lancelot muttered on the side, but received a fierce glare from the evil star, so the Knights of the Round Table fell silent.
"Well..." Daniel took a formal bite of grilled fish and replied in a low voice: "I need money. A lot, a lot of money. My mother is sick, very seriously. It is definitely not something that cannot be cured."
It’s a disease, but to cure that disease, you need surgery. You need money.”
Husky on the side had just cut off a piece of grilled fish with a knife and fork. Hearing Daniel's self-narration, he couldn't help but frown sadly.
"So you just eat everything you want, and not only receive the monthly salary from the Knights of the North, but you also work part-time outside to make money?" The evil star took another bite of grilled fish and swallowed it with the juice: "You go out to work and do it to yourself.
You have to be exhausted. You can't be promoted in the knights, and you can't make much money working outside. You've picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon. You can't take care of both sides. In short, you are an idiot."
"Uh!" Daniel's whole body twitched as if he had been pricked by a needle, unable to refute.
Husky listened quietly and ate his grilled fish in silence. The sweetness of the tomato juice and the deliciousness of the fish perfectly matched each other. It was a really good dish. But he was too worried about Daniel's brother at the moment.
, I felt it was bland when I tasted this dish.
"I don't understand." Lancelot couldn't help but ask: "If I remember correctly, the Knights of Great Britain have medical subsidies for their subordinate knights and their families. Even if they are just trainee knights, you and your
Family members should enjoy free medical subsidies, and the cost of your mother's surgery should be borne by the insurance company. ------Why do you push yourself so hard?"
Daniel's face suddenly darkened: "This...can I not tell you? If this matter is known to outsiders------"
"Speak out." Evil Star ordered coldly: "If there are extenuating circumstances, we will keep your secret."
Daniel sighed again: "Well, okay. My mother is not a British national. She was...smuggled over from Europe. Therefore, although my dead father was a British citizen, although I have a British
I have a household registration, but my mother cannot enjoy any social welfare in Great Britain. Apart from working part-time, I...I really have no way...to help my mother..."
"Illegal immigrants, huh." Xing Huilong sneered, although he didn't know much about human society: "In short, your family is all trouble."
Daniel did not answer, his face full of regret and resentment.
"Forget it." Evil Star changed the topic, "Since all this is for your mother's sake, I can turn a blind eye to your eating and drinking behavior. But, how long do you want to continue like this? Suppose you don't endure it.
How long will it take to pay for your mother's surgery with your poor salary as a trainee knight and the little pocket money you earn from your part-time job?"
The trainee knight's face turned pale and he swallowed: "About... five years. Because it was a major operation, and the cost of surgery and medicine were very high. I just hope that my mother can persist until I can raise enough money."
."
Having said this, Evil Star, Lancelot and Black Cat shook their heads at the same time. After all, Daniel was a simple-minded child, and he thought of things too simply. Only a seriously ill person could not survive five years of suffering.
By the time Daniel collects enough money for his mother's surgery, his mother will probably be gone.
"Then what should I do?" the apprentice knight boy shouted desperately.
"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Black Cat covered Daniel's mouth with a slight displeasure. Although they were in a deserted corner of the cafe, there were other customers in the cafe. Daniel's yelling like this would affect others.
guests dining.
The black cat looked at the table again and saw that everyone had almost finished eating the grilled fish with tomato sauce, so he stood up and said, "You continue to eat. I will bring the second dish."
After the black cat walked away, Lancelot suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said: "In fact, as long as you work hard to upgrade to a regular knight - that is, a black iron knight, your financial problems may be solved."
"
Daniel's eyes widened and he looked at Lancelot in disbelief: "Huh?"