"Wait...what?!" When the werewolf youth heard this theory for the first time, he couldn't help but be shocked: "This can't be true! You must be kidding, right? Otherwise, why would you establish the Knights of the Round Table? -
-----Aren't we working so hard to select the Knights of the Round Table every year and build a strong military force to deal with the upcoming war? Is it just for fun!?"
"Oh, that's to nip it in the bud, to cultivate the necessary military strength in the future." King Arthur hummed, "There will indeed be an inevitable war two thousand years later. But the time is too long, not our era.
People can intervene. All we can do is to cultivate a strong military force from this era and prepare for the war in the future."
Bedivere frowned, expressing that he was unconvinced by King Arthur's explanation.
"Bedivere, I know what you are thinking. But human life is so short, and it is impossible to catch up with every major historical event. I also want to fight Morgan to the death, and I also want to live to see the darkness of this world swept away.
And Sora, the moment when the whole world regains its due order and prosperity. But I also understand that my life is very short, and it is absolutely impossible to last two thousand years to participate in the war in the distant future. This is not anyone's fault,
It's just a matter of historical conditions------Can you accept this?
The so-called World War between the East and the West will not happen in the next two thousand years. In the peaceful era, we can do nothing but settle down and enjoy the peace of this world. Even you, Bediwell, can't control it.
What happened two thousand years later. We can only live well in the present, and then... place our hopes on the next generation."
After listening to King Arthur's series of descriptions, the werewolf youth Bedivere froze.
What he saw was not the usual King Arthur with piercing eyes and clear goals, but a King of Great Britain who was content with the status quo, enjoying peace, and showing a contented look for both the present and the future.
Even King Arthur's eyes, which seemed to have a fire burning inside him in the memory of the werewolf youth, have now become dim and dull. They were a pair of eyes that had seen through the world and had emotions as light as water------
------Dead fish eyes.
Is this really the King Arthur he knows?
There seems to be something wrong with this world??
"Arthur, can I ask you a question?" Bedivere then asked.
"Ask."
"What is your greatest wish? Has it been fulfilled?" the werewolf young man couldn't help but ask.
"My wish is to defeat the Seat of Kama, Bediwell." The King of Knights smiled mysteriously: "Didn't this come true seven years ago? I have even defeated gods."
"So you're satisfied?" Bedivere asked.
"You can say that." King Arthur replied: "That day seven years ago was the pinnacle of my life, Bedivere."
Sure enough, this world is very strange.
The Arthur Bedivere knew would never say such a thing. The big man would never stop pursuing, always have new goals, and always have a bright vision. It is precisely because of King Arthur's charisma that Bedivere was able to
I will always respect him so much.
But now the King Arthur in front of Bedivere has changed.
I don't know if it's because he is satisfied with the status quo that he has become different from before, or because this Arthur is not the Arthur that the werewolf youth knew at all. In short, this Arthur is very strange.
This King Arthur with a pair of dead fish eyes, who stopped pursuing his dreams and enjoyed the peace that should be his with a satisfied expression------
Is it really the King Arthur that Bedivere knew?
Full of doubts, the werewolf youth returned home. Because it was already noon, Husky lay down on the sofa and fell asleep after playing tired, while Lianyin sat aside and gently stroked her son's puppy head.
"Is everything okay? You seem a little distracted." Lianyin asked in a low voice.
"It's okay." Bedivere took off his coat, hung the slightly dusty coat on the hanger at the door, and carefully walked into the living room so as not to wake his son.
He was not originally the kind of person who liked to get to the bottom of everything. But a series of strange things that happened recently made him overly sensitive, so he asked again: "Lianyin, what is your wish?"
"What?" was suddenly asked, and his wife looked stunned: "Wish? What wish?"
"What is the wish you most want to realize in your life?" the werewolf young man added.
"I hate it..." Lianyin turned away, with a blush on her face: "Don't you already know that? My biggest wish... has been realized a long time ago."
At this moment, she was avoiding Bedivere's gaze, just because she was embarrassed. While she was avoiding the werewolf youth's gaze, her eyes were looking at her son with happiness. Just like most women in the world, there are
A warm home, a husband who loves her, a lovely son, and living a simple and ordinary life that she can imagine, that is Lianyin's biggest wish.
Bedivere knew the answer without even asking.
Lianyin's wish has been fulfilled long ago, and it was fulfilled by Bediwell.
It's obviously a natural thing, but why? I always feel like... something is wrong.
"Husky, what is your wish?" When taking a bath at night, Bediwell asked softly while rubbing his little son's head while lying in the open-air bath in the backyard.
"Husky's wish is to always compete with dad~" Husky said with a grin, his tail wagging happily. Children know how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and they never have any worries.
"That's it?" Bedivere asked, "Don't you have any great ideals that you want to realize? You'll never grow up if you stay by your daddy's side all the time?"
"Hey hey hey~" Husky didn't answer, but just put his head on the werewolf youth's shoulder: "Husky doesn't care, it's enough to have dad here~"
So strange...
Remember this child's wish is obviously ------
The next day, in the medical room at Elsenburg, the base of the Eastern Sky Knights.
"Wish?" Hearing Bedivere ask, Constantine raised his eyebrows: "Why do you ask this suddenly? My wish is to become a Knight of the Round Table, and I also became one. I think my wish has come true."
(It’s that satisfied expression again, and those dead fish eyes again.) Bedivere looked at all this and felt that things were getting weirder and weirder.
"Wish?" On the battleship - the Attack of the Paramedes, Prince Kai listened to Bedivere's question and said with a slightly funny smile: "My biggest wish is to become a prince."
Hero, marry a beautiful woman. Now that I am a prince, my wife Fleur is still a great beauty. If I say anything dissatisfied, I am afraid I will be punished by heaven, so don't continue to ask.
Yes, Mr. Bedivere."
(So weird.)
"Wish, wish?" In a small hotel in London, Elaine replied with a confused look: "No, I don't know..."
"Are you okay yet, Elaine?" Before Bediwell could continue to ask, the urging voice of the dragon demon Boles came from the window: "If you don't hurry up, you will miss the departure time of the train."
"Oh, come on, come on, Dad!" The White Bear Man hurriedly packed his luggage and went out with his big backpack: "Then I, I'm going to travel to Naples with Dad again, in a month, see you later, Mr. Bedivere.
"
Elaine, who lives with Boles and travels around to gain more knowledge, probably doesn't have any specific wishes to fulfill.
(How strange, really strange! Is this world really so beautiful? Everyone seems satisfied, and there is no urgent need to realize their wishes?)
"Hey, hey, I'm not sure what you want to ask." In the nightclub, while drinking wine, Paramedis was hugged by a group of beautiful big sisters and said with a happy smile on his face: "But I
The battle ended seven years ago. Now I am regarded as a great hero. I want money and power. There is really nothing special that I need to pursue. Although I may be showing off by saying this, hehehe
...But your life is pretty good, isn't it, Little Beidi? Since you're living a good life, there's no need to ask for [wish] anymore, right?"
"Perhaps." Bediwell glanced at the beer belly that was gradually appearing on Paramedis's lower abdomen, and felt that he had even asked the wrong person. Paramedis, a leopard warrior who was famous for his speed in the past, might not even be able to ask Bediville now.
Will can't run away.
(What is going on? Is everyone peaceful and stupid? There is indeed nothing disturbing about this overly beautiful world, so everyone is enjoying this ordinary life wholeheartedly like this?)
(It’s so strange, so strange. Although I feel strange, I can’t tell where the strange thing is.)
I asked dozens of acquaintances throughout the day, and all got similar answers from acquaintances. Feeling aggrieved, Bedivere had no choice but to rush home with a tired face.
While passing by the street corner in the old city and preparing to rush to the train station, the werewolf young man heard a strange sound.
The sound of a flute? No, this low tone, is it a saxophone?
The low and melodious tone, which seemed to carry infinite sadness, suddenly attracted Bedivere's attention. At first, it was just curiosity, but Bedivere suddenly had a strange idea and wanted to know if there is really misfortune in this world.
He wondered whether everyone in this strange world was really that happy. So he followed the sound and quickly found the person playing the saxophone in the street corner.
He was a thin bunny boy, a bit short, probably very young.
Rabbits usually followed caravans to do business. Great Britain did not restrict the entry of Rabbits, so Bedivere was not surprised to see Rabbits in such a place. However, one was skinny and hungry, and he was struggling to play the music there.
The rabbit playing the saxophone is a rather strange phenomenon. Could this guy have been separated from the caravan and been living on the streets with no other options?
Bedivere looked at the hat on the ground and saw a few scattered copper coins in the hat, which strengthened his idea.
"Young man, what are you doing?" He dropped a silver coin and interrupted the bunny boy's playing.