Chapter 1470: It Originated In The Cursed Night (28)
Chapter 1470: The Origin of Curse Night (28)
"Wow!" Bedivere was almost knocked away by Albert's collision. He said angrily: "What are you doing?!"
"Ah ha ha ha ha!" Albert pushed the werewolf further into the corridor, then came back and smiled apologetically at the cat boy: "Wait there, my friend and I have something to talk about."
"He seems confused..." Mutt asked with a frown.
"He is a raving lunatic, you don't need to care about what he says." Albert made up casually and closed the door with one hand.
"Oh, so I've become a madman talking nonsense?" On the other side of the corridor outside the room, Bedivere looked at Tiger with a sullen face: "Do you still want to borrow a cavalry?"
"Ah ha ha ha, ah ha ha ha ha..." Albert walked up to the werewolf and said with a smile: "I have completely forgotten about this matter, and I let you go into the room. I'm sorry, sorry."
."
"Who is that child?" Bedivere couldn't help but ask: "How come he looks exactly like Rufu? Isn't Rufu already dead? And we buried him in Western Siberia together. Where did you abduct him from?
Get a kitten that looks exactly like Rufu and keep it in your room?"
"It's really ugly to say kidnapping." Albert's face immediately darkened: "I know. This is such a coincidence, isn't it? The kid's name is Mutt, and he is a dark American football team formed by the Sphinx himself.
A member of the team --- more accurately, the outfield catcher on that team."
The werewolf raised his eyebrows: "I'll listen, what happens next?"
"Then... I worked for Sphinx, which actually helped him win a game. In order for me, a layman, to get started faster, he sent that kid to be my [personal fitness assistant]
]. In short, Mutt is here to teach me how to play American football better, and there is no other meaning."
"Ha." Bedivere wanted to laugh, but couldn't. "It's all a mess. Are you going to play ball? The Sphinx hired you just for this kind of childish thing? Isn't he a gangster boss?"
Why are you suddenly interested in sports?"
"I know you will have this question, but it is all true." Albert tried his best to explain: "Although Sphinx is the boss of the underworld, he also runs a gambling business behind the scenes, and it is said that
More profitable than a casino."
"Hmph." The werewolf smiled sarcastically again.
"Then, things became like this. Mutt temporarily lived with me, in this room." Albert sighed: "Although he and Ruf look alike, they are actually very different."
It has nothing to do with it. Damn it, I actually forgot about it and let you into my luxury suite. And you actually told me about Rufu. Damn it."
"I don't understand. Since he has nothing to do with Rouf, what are you afraid of?" Bedivere asked: "No one will say that the child is Rouf's substitute. Wait. Are you feeling guilty?
Really? Are you still feeling guilty for killing Rufu?"
"I...uh...how can you say that..." Albert was speechless for a moment.
"So, what do you want to do with the child?" The werewolf continued to ask: "Your idea is very strange. You hide the child in your room. Do you plan to use him as a servant?"
"I...just...will stay with him for a while...and then when the Super Bowl is over and the team wins the championship..." Al
Bert stammered in reply, obviously not thinking of the answer at first: "After we win the championship, we will part ways. He will continue to go back to the team to play his game, and I will continue the round table trial."
"Really." The werewolf couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "Albert, Albert, you will always have this kind of virtue. No matter what you do, you are half-full and always so irresponsible."
"What? Meow? Do you blame me?!" Tiger couldn't help but said angrily: "So what do you want me to do?!"
"I don't know, this is something you need to think about and come up with a solution for yourself," the werewolf said.
Albert couldn't help but look at the werewolf with a look of grievance: "You are talking nonsense to me."
"God knows." The werewolf turned away and looked at the door of Albert's room: "I think you should be aware of it. The cat people are not a big race. The population is not large. The genetic differences
Sex is also small. If two cat people look very similar, then they must have a deep blood relationship. The appearance of the child named Mutt here must not be an accident. Perhaps it is the reincarnation of Kama-
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"Stop talking to me about that nonsense!" Albert was really angry this time: "That boy is a slave wandering in Egypt. He has been given to the Sphinx since he was rescued by the Sphinx.
It’s a part-time job! He really has nothing to do with Luffy, at most they just look similar!"
"Maybe. But are there really so many coincidences in this world?" Bedivere couldn't help but sneer: "Al, you drank the potion I gave you. It was a special potion that could reverse the law of cause and effect.
.Under the influence of that potion, many unpredictable and strange phenomena will occur, which even I can't guess."
Albert couldn't help asking: "So what kind of meow potion is that, and where did you get it from? You haven't told me the ins and outs of this!"
Having said this, Bedivere responded with silence for a while.
"What are you talking about, damn it!"
"Al." Bedivere continued: "Go and get the key card for your old room, okay? I won't have any more contact with that child. But after today's incident is over, you must
Tell that kid everything about Roof. I think that kid has a right to know everything."
"He doesn't. He has nothing to do with Ruf at all." Albert said stubbornly.
"Really, if you think so, that's up to you." The werewolf snorted calmly: "But if you insist on going your own way, you will regret it one day. Kama's reincarnation is very scary. If this continues, the child will always
One day, I will make the same mistake as Rufus... and die in front of you."
"He won't. I will take good care of him." Albert walked to his room with an unhappy look on his face to get the key card for his old room.
"Stupid tiger, you can't even take care of yourself." The werewolf looked thoughtfully at Albert's retreating back and muttered in a low voice.
Ten minutes later, Bediwell stood in front of Palamedes and Albert's hotel room, picked up the key card and swiped it.
Beep. The door finally opened. Of course, just as the werewolf said he expected, there was no one in the room. Albert went out to practice the driving skills of the iron cavalry, and even Paramedis did not come back.
"Huh, that's weird. Where was Gengunil hidden by Paramedes?" Bedivere tried to search in the room, but when he started searching, he had an intuition that he would never be here.
Found in the room.
He was right. When he saw a gap the size of an arm being squeezed out of the window of the room, he knew that Gengunir had been summoned. Paramedis was the owner of the meteor gun, and the leopard warrior passed through his mind.
The electric wave can be remotely controlled and summoned to Gengunil, so no matter where the meteor gun is placed, as long as Paramedis has a breath, this ancient weapon will not be lost.
"What's wrong? Can't you find it?" Professor Paul, who was waiting aside, asked impatiently.
"Ah ha ha ha... Paramedes may have taken it out." The werewolf turned around and smiled and said: "I don't know what activities he is doing outside today, but as long as there is a need to fight, he will
It is possible to summon Eternal Neil and use it."
"Is that so... what should I do..." Professor Paul looked embarrassed: "I thought I could take another look at that magic gun before I left..."
"Don't be discouraged." The werewolf had no choice but to advise: "What time have you booked a flight for tomorrow morning?"
"Nine o'clock sharp." The professor replied, "I guess I'll have to be at the airport at half past eight."
"That's easy to handle. You stay here for the night, and we'll wait here for Paramedes to come back?" Bediwell said: "I don't know what he went out to do, but he will have a game tomorrow.
I'll come back tonight to prepare for the battle. That guy Albert probably won't use this room, so just treat this place as your own home and spend the night."
"Won't this cause you trouble?"
"No. At least it won't cause me any trouble." The werewolf shrugged: "There is also a bed available in my room, and Elaine won't come to sleep tonight. By the way, where is your luggage?"
"Luggage? It's just this one suitcase." Professor Paul picked up the small suitcase at his feet: "I exchanged a gemstone I got from the Pygmies for cash. Counting the air tickets, food and accommodation, this amount will be enough."
The day was almost spent. Because I was in a hurry to return to Great Britain, I didn’t buy a few sets of replacement clothes. The only thing left was this box of half-organized information."
This guy is really a man with nothing but a clean slate, and he can leave as soon as he wants. Bedivere couldn't help but wonder.
"Speaking of which, if we didn't take you in, where did you plan to spend the night tonight?" The werewolf asked curiously.
"Sleep one night in the airport lounge, of course." Professor Paul replied without hesitation.
Well, I lost. Bediwell couldn't help complaining in his heart. In short, just take this poor guy in for one night. You can't watch Professor Paul sleeping on the street, right?
"Then, I'll stay with you here until Palamedes comes back. ------Why don't you take a bath? I'll make you some tea and some supper." Bediwell walked over
He turned on the TV. He was also planning to catch up on the replay of Gladiator Bereld's battle today and prepare for the battle with the Gladiator tomorrow.
"Then I would rather be respectful than obey." Professor Paul turned around and walked to the bathroom.
However, at this moment, Bedivere's demon-sealing bracelet rang.
"Bedivere, are you there?" The voice of the King of Knights came from the communicator.