Ivan was very tired of this roundabout way of answering: "Whatever, tell me the truth. Since we are going to continue to cooperate, at least let me know that you are a trustworthy partner."
Tristan sneered: "Okay, let me tell you the truth. I really hate you. Do you remember when we first met? What were you then? A small, insignificant servant, in the Knights of the West.
The boy who keeps the lighthouse.
But look at you now? You are already a Knight of Gaia, and you still lead the team to command operations on the front line? And you still come to order me to participate in your idiotic suicide missions? Boy, are you too cool?"
Ivan didn't speak, his face looked very ugly.
"Arthur said that you are the fastest growing among our group. But I have never agreed. I have also worked hard to practice.
You just hold a powerful ancient weapon, have dragon blood flowing in your body, and have that heaven-defying talent [Eagle Eye Technique], that's why you are so strong. Without these things, who are you? Just an ordinary person
Just a human child, right?!"
"Is this why you hate me?" Ivan asked in a low voice.
"Yes, that's probably what it is." Tristan criticized mercilessly.
"Didn't you also rely on your talent as a fishman to use hypnosis and ice magic so well? Didn't you also rely on the [Soul Crystal] given to you by Xian Weier to strengthen yourself? Didn't you also learn from the elves?
We got a powerful weapon from there, what is that [silver spear]?
Don't talk about you, isn't Bedivere the same, relying on the talent of the orcs to use [Crazy Transformation Technique], [Animal Transformation Technique]? Doesn't he also hold a powerful ancient weapon [Magic Bow---Nale's Fire]
?
------Are we really that different?"
Tristan showed an expression of indifference and rejection: "Bedivere is my friend. You... are just an [acquaintance]."
"Your life is really easy. Limit yourself to a small circle. If you are a friend, you will support him unconditionally. If you are not a friend, you will look at him with jealousy." Ivan smiled disdainfully.
"This is how everyone lives. Why not?" Tristan replied. Their quarrel became more and more ugly.
"It's no wonder that you only have one friend in Bedivere. Your character is so twisted that other people can't stand you at all." Ivan said sarcastically.
The fishman prince's pink face suddenly turned purple: "It's better than you having no friends. Just get along with your brother and dad day and night. Friends are not suitable for you at all."
Ivan was really irritated, "Boy, let's go find a place to settle this matter."
"Fight? Do you think I will be afraid of you?" Tristan was very aware of Ivan's abilities, and he had already thought of several plans to deal with Ivan.
"Then follow me!" Ivan was also eager to walk out. He was also very aware of Tristan's abilities. He still had several ways to deal with a magician like Tristan.
They left the military camp and were about to go into the woods to [solve the problem] at the same time------
In the distance, there were beacon fires and war drums beating. The Hungarians took advantage of the darkness to attack!
"Hmph, just right." Tristan tightened his grip on his silver spear, "Let's change the competition method to see who can kill more orcs."
"I can't attack casually without military orders..." Ivan hesitated.
"When the enemy attacks, all the defenders can come forward to help. Have you never heard of this rule?" Tristan sneered disdainfully and ran towards the battlefield, "But if you plan to admit defeat, that's up to you."
Bar?"
"Hmph!" Ivan had no choice but to follow quickly, "Listen, if I beat you in the competition, you will follow me to complete the task obediently without any complaints. Do you want to bet?"
"What if you lose?"
"Then I will make you the boss, and I will be your little brother for the rest of my life, and I will do whatever you want!" Ivan sped up and ran forward.
"Okay. You're dead!" Tristan sneered viciously and rushed forward. He was looking forward to the scene where Ivan would kneel down and give him tea and water.
Seventeen years ago, somewhere in Western Siberia.
Taking advantage of the hazy night, a figure abandoned the infant baby on the snow.
The violent storm and snow continued to rage, blowing the robe on the figure. Under the robe, the shape of a woman was vaguely visible. She had a body similar to that of a human, but her face was that of a dragon, and her body was covered with beautiful silver-white dragons.
scale.
She is a draconian, and so is her baby.
As the rarest and most mysterious race among orcs, they were created by ancient people using human genes as a template and adding dragon genes.
The woman took out a small piece of White Bear fur and wrapped it around the Draco baby. She cast some kind of magic to fuse the fur with the baby, disguising the baby as a White Bear.
After finishing, the woman sighed with relief. Her hand involuntarily touched her belly. In her belly was another baby who was only a few months old.
"Goodbye, Papalov. I wish you eternal happiness." The woman put the ring in her hand into the baby's arms.
Someone was moving in the distance. The woman was so frightened that she left her child behind and fled quickly.
After the woman was completely separated, a werewolf hunting in the wilderness found the baby. He was Bedivere's father, the leader of the Esquimo tribe.
Now, inside the castle of Brindisi.
"Is it really okay to leave the matter to him?" White Bear Elaine asked in a low voice.
"Just believe Brother Ivan. He is a member of the Knights of Arthur. As powerful as he is, there will always be a way." Constantine stroked Elaine's head.
It is a rare sight in the world for a short boy to comfort a white bear man who is more than twice his size.
"Can you please not discuss such important military information in a place like this?" Kador wondered at the side, but he did not want to blame his son, so his tone was controlled between gentleness and toughness, which sounded very weird.
"What are you afraid of?" Constantine sat next to his adoptive father coquettishly, and glanced at Albert in the cage: "He can't escape, are you still afraid that he will leak military information? Haha."
"But------" Gaia Knight Kador also glanced at the big tiger in the prison, and the tiger's ears moved slightly.
"Elaine can only feel at ease when she is by my side, and I can only feel at ease when I am by my father's side." Constantine sighed, "Just let us be willful."
Cador listened to the sound of fighting outside the castle. If he did not have the task of guarding the cell, he would have had a share in fighting the enemy outside.
But now, he can only guard a Khajiit boy and two other children here. This huge gap makes the Gaia Knight restless.
"But... go deep behind enemy lines? Elaine actually wants to go too?" Kador asked doubtfully, hoping to relieve the irritability in his heart through dialogue.
"I, I have to go." The white bear man shivered. The battle outside made the timid white bear man tremble. "All this... must have an end. It is in my mind... it has been bothering me."