Hearing Bediwell's name, the other party couldn't help but paused: "Ah, no one has called me by this name for a long time. I really miss it."
The lion-man Saladin glanced at Bedivere's cavalry again: "After two days, your cavalry has been adjusted a lot. This repair technology is really admirable."
Bediwell smiled helplessly: "No, no, no, someone else repaired this for me, and it has not been completely repaired. Some idiot borrowed it for a while, and the engine was on the verge of collapse."
"Despite this." Lion-man Saladin looked at the iron cavalry attentively again: "Even the outer shell has been repaired to this level, which is still very remarkable."
Bedivere was silent for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and asked more: "By the way, Mr. Salaldin, are you a friend of Sword Saint Yak?"
The lion man's facial expression changed very subtly. The expression was full of nostalgia and sorrow, but also indifferent and uneasy.
"It's not entirely correct to say that I am his friend." The lion man said, "More accurately, I should be his mortal enemy on the battlefield."
"Revenge?"
"Yes. The Pantorakan Knights of that era were so powerful that they could even compete with the orc army I led." Saladin then smiled and said: "The most powerful one among them is the Sword Saint Yak.
.I had a total of 307 duels with him, and each of them ended in a draw, with no real way to tell the winner. For the orcs in the army, the man who was riding on this iron cavalry at that time
Sword Saint Yak is probably their worst nightmare."
"I really didn't know about this..." the werewolf youth couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that the iron ride he bought from the second-hand black market had such a great background.
"I heard later that he betrayed Pantoracon, and seemed to have joined forces with the Romans to attack Pantoracon's capital city of Camelot?" Salatin continued to recall: "I really can't believe it. That's the case.
A knight who fought bravely for his country would betray his motherland? Although he and I are mortal enemies, I have clearly understood his character through countless battles. Whether it is money or power, there should be nothing in this world that can.
Can you bribe Sword Saint Yak?"
Bedivere was silent for a while. This matter was also a mystery to the werewolf youth. Lancelot's father indeed seemed to have everything and was known as the strongest swordsman in Europe at the time. Why did such a famous man
How about tarnishing the good name that he has maintained for so long and betraying the motherland that he has devoted his whole life to and risked his life to serve?
"Well, those are all things of the past, so let's not mention it." Lion-man Saladin continued: "Look at this machine. There are some bruises and a lot of scratches, but it still retains its original appearance.
The flowing lines are beautiful. It’s really heartbreaking to see the old rival’s car lying in the market and weathering the storm. -------So, have you decided to sell it to me?"
"Uh, no. Not yet." Bedivere shrugged: "I still need to use it, I really need it. After all this is over, when I no longer need it, we will talk about it again."
Let’s talk about selling this motorcycle."
"Very good." Saldin then smiled at Bedivere: "Then please promise me to use it well and cherish it.
I don't believe in heaven and hell, but I believe that after death, the soul will go to some unknown world in the distance. If you can make good use of this machine and use it in the right place, I believe that the sword master Yak will be in some unknown world in the distance.
The souls here may also feel comforted by it. Goodbye."
After saying this, the lion man turned around and left.
Interesting. So Salaldin doesn’t know the fact that Sword Saint Yak is not dead yet. Bedivere thought in his mind. I originally thought that I could learn more about the whereabouts of Sword Saint Yak from Salaldin, but I didn’t expect it to happen again.
One clue is broken.
Forget it. King Arthur's search team has great powers, and it is only a matter of time before they find the sword master Yak in Africa. After they capture Yak for interrogation, all the mysteries will be revealed.
At the same time, Palamedes returned to his hotel room with a sore back.
"Ouch..." When the big cat rubbed his waist and opened the door, he found that there were lights and the sound of the TV in the room.
"Is the little tiger back?" Palamedes walked in slowly and took a look.
"Hi, Mr. Palamedes!" The person sitting on the sofa watching TV turned out to be not Albert, but a slightly unfamiliar middle-aged man.
"Are you ------" Big Cat was stunned for a moment, and then remembered this person from the other person's face: "Professor Paul? Why are you here?"
"I'm here to find you." Professor Paul got up from the sofa and looked at the big cat expectantly: "I tried to contact Mr. Bedivere. He said that you will be back later, so I will help you."
Get the key card and ask me to wait in this room. I will be flying back to Great Britain tomorrow, so I want to take another look at your meteor gun Gengunir before going back."
"You want to see that kind of thing?"
"For research purposes," the professor added.
"Oh, okay------" Palamedes scratched his head: "I think it's not a big problem for you to take a look at Gengunir. Just wait------"
Da Mao went over and opened the window of the hotel room because he didn't want the glass to be broken when Gengunil flew back.
He concentrated on calling for his artifact.
A few seconds later, a flash of light appeared in the distant sky, and Gengunil was flying over at high speed. If I remember correctly, Gengunil should have been left in the valley where the desert demon silkworms live. Paramedis
He used Gengunir's wall to cut off the silk from a silkworm cocoon, and was immediately "kidnapped" by Queen Rosetta, leaving the meteor gun on the same spot.
Fortunately, this thing can be remotely controlled and can be summoned back to Palamedes from a very far away place. Otherwise, it would be a headache for Big Cat to go back to the valley to find this gun.
.
Buzz! The meteor gun Gengunil passed through the open window and returned to Paramedis's hand in an instant. The roar it made when it cut through the air had not completely stopped. It was transformed into a simple harmonic vibration, and in Paramedis
Medis' big cat rippling on its palm.
"It's breathtaking." Watching the process of the big cat summoning the magic gun back, the scholar on the side sighed: "This thing has been completely synchronized with your brain waves, and it can actually be summoned back from such a distance."
"There seems to be a distance limit. If the distance is too far, it cannot be summoned back." Paramedis explained: "If it is sealed in a basement that can block electromagnetic waves, it will not be able to sense my summons."
"I see. I will take note of it." Professor Paul said in a low voice.
"Here you go." Palamedes put the artifact into the scholar's hands: "If there are any details that need to be recorded, just record them all. If it's just for archaeological research, please feel free. As long as you don't do anything bad, just write it down.
No problem."
"How could you use it to do bad things? This weapon only depends on you." Professor Paul took the meteor gun and muttered slightly dissatisfied.
"It's just a joke." The big cat flexed his muscles, "You can study it slowly. I'm going to take a bath first."
"Yes------" The professor watched Palamedes walk away, and when he turned around, there was a sinister look on his face: "I will."
His eyes shimmered, and his pupils shrank into a slit, which were like the eyes of poisonous snakes. These sinister eyes were staring at Palamedes' meteor gun, seemingly considering how to deal with this next step.
Magic weapon.
"Hey, Paramides!" Bedivere arrived at this time. Seeing the door of Paramides' room slightly open, he came in and said hello: "You're back?"
"I'm back." The big cat just took off his shirt and poked his head out of the bathroom: "It's been a long day!"
"I want to tell you, Professor Paul ------" Bedivere looked towards the hall of the room, and happened to see Professor Paul sitting in a daze with a meteor gun, and hummed: "It seems that
Have you already met? That’s fine, I won’t bother you.”
"Of course -------" Palamedes retracted his head into the bathroom: "Good night, little Bedi~"
Bediwell also retracted his head outside the door: "Okay, good night------"
Professor Paul here was startled by Bedivere and interrupted what he was going to do. Seeing that Bedivere was about to leave, he showed his ferocious snake-like eyes again and raised Gengunir----
--
"Wait a minute, Little Bedi--" Unexpectedly, Paramedis poked his head out of the bathroom again: "Are those two boys, Seglade and Saifer, sleeping in their room?
Are you gone? I will talk to them later."
"Of course," Bedivere also poked his head out from behind the door and replied, "I'll go over and knock on their door to have a look. Then ------"
Palamedes retracted his head into the bathroom again, and Bedivere also retracted his head out of the door.
Professor Paul recovered from his stupor, and now he raised his meteor gun again and prepared to take action---------
"Hey!" Bedivere poked his head in from the door again and said: "The two brats haven't slept yet, and Seglade is a little..."
"What's wrong?" Palamedes poked his head out of the bathroom and sneered: "Did it shrink?"
"Uh, how did you know?"
"I know everything." Palamedes pretended to shake his head.
The werewolf young man glanced at the leopard warrior: "So, do you know that your bath towel fell off?"
"Ah!" Palamedes screamed and retracted his whole body back into the bathroom before completely disappearing.
"Idiot." Bedivere also retracted his head outside the door.
Professor Paul here raised his meteor gun again and prepared to take action.
"Wait!" Paramedis poked his head out of the bathroom again: "Little Bedi, can you bring me a change of clothes first?"
Bediwell then poked his head in helplessly from outside the door: "What? You don't even know how to bring clothes in when you go to take a shower?"
"I usually wrap it up with a bath towel ------" Palamedes said with a grin.
"That's enough!!" Professor Paul, who had been waiting for a long time, finally shouted loudly: "How long are you going to keep chatting back and forth? It's so annoying!!"
"Professor Paul?" Bedivere had already noticed something was wrong with the old professor's expression at this time - or maybe there was something wrong with his eyes.
The old professor opened a pair of vicious snake eyes and stared at them, making Bedivere and Paramedis feel terrified.