I don't know how long it took, but Bedivere was woken up by a stab of pain.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he was already in the hidden cave of Bird Island. At that time, Sherichard was carefully helping Bediwell bandage the wound on his abdomen.
"How long have I been unconscious?" the werewolf young man asked in a low voice. When he spoke, the slightest movement of his abdomen would cause a throbbing pain.
"It didn't take long, about ten minutes. Because the situation was too urgent, I adjusted our jetpacks to their maximum output and used jamming bombs to dodge the mine array and escape." Sherrichard replied: "Because
Soaking your wound in sea water for too long may be fatal, so you can only break it by breaking it."
"Yeah." In addition to the wound on his abdomen, Bediwell could also feel the pain on his feet. The wounds on his feet were accompanied by pain and coolness. Sherrichard should have applied medical coagulant to the wounds on Bediwell's feet.
Glue and bandage it again.
"The injury on the foot is also quite serious. I can even see the bones." Sherrichard frowned and said, "It looks like I won't be able to stand up and walk if I don't rest for a few weeks."
"It's okay as long as we can return to the Dawn. The Dawn's medical cabin can cure these injuries in a short time." The werewolf young man replied, and at the same time spread his palms: "I believe this is what you left behind."
Mithril's prosthetic left arm spreads its palm, revealing the silver pendant of Sherichard that it has been holding tightly. The pendant itself is not important, but it is a storage pocket, and the props stored in the pocket are the most important.
- that very memorable snowball.
Bediwell's mithril prosthesis is brain-controlled. The moment before Bediwell lost consciousness, he made the prosthetic arm tightly grasp the necklace in his hand and never let go. Therefore, the prosthetic arm remained in place while Bediwell was in a coma.
Keep holding on to things tightly, and no matter how much you throw or bump them in the water, you will never lose the things in your hands.
"You almost lost your life trying to retrieve such a thing." Sherrichard sighed: "Are you an idiot, Mr. Bedivere?"
"This is your father's relic. It is the most important gift he left for you. How can such an important treasure be lost easily?" the werewolf young man said: "In comparison, it's just a hole in my stomach."
That’s all, it’s worth it.”
"Idiot" Sherrichard shook his head, with tears in his eyes.
The werewolf youth began to manipulate the mithril fluid to wrap around his feet and lower abdomen to create reinforced temporary bandages. They are special crystals that are extremely flexible and can be softened or hardened when necessary. They are stronger than ordinary cloth bandages.
Much more powerful.
"Won't the drones come after you?" Bedivere asked again.
"This island is already in the high seas. South Africa's drones will never leave the country to pursue the enemy. In fact, they only gave up the pursuit after chasing more than fifty yards outside the island." Sherrichard took out the medical kit.
A syringe that seemed to be antibiotics or analgesics, replied: "We will leave on the iron cavalry after your condition improves. I will drive the iron cavalry on the return trip, and you sit in the back obediently."
"Hmm." Bediwell was given an injection and felt a little dizzy, so he didn't try too hard to drive the cavalry. This was indeed some kind of powerful painkiller, and the injuries on his lower abdomen and feet started to heal as soon as the injection was taken.
Why did it hurt? It was replaced by a dull feeling. However, under the influence of the painkillers, Bediwell was also a little groggy and his brain was not working well. In this case, driving a motorcycle was similar to drunk driving, and it was too dangerous.
"This mission is not completely fruitless," Sherrichard put on the silver necklace again and hid it in his collar with relief: "Anyway, I have to thank you, Captain Bedivere. I will let Leo go as promised.
I went to visit the child. There is also an extra reward."
"award?"
Before Bedivere could react, Sherrichard gave the werewolf youth a gentle kiss. Although, the kiss was only on the cheek.
Bedivere's face instantly turned red. At that time, the dark clouds at night had all dispersed, and the moonlight shone through the sea into the cave, shining on Sherrich's long snow-white hair, and then through the white hair.
The hair reflects in the cave, covering the whole world with a beautiful white veil.
And the world was frozen in that moment.
She was so beautiful, so gentle, and Bedivere was so lonely. He could no longer hold back the impulse in his heart, and desperately reached out to touch Sherrichard's face.
Come up.
Kissed.
This time, he kissed her on the lips.
"Mr. Bedivere" the snow lion girl had an extremely complicated expression on her face.
"I know you are just impulsive. But please think carefully, a promiscuous woman like me is not worthy of your love." She whispered: "I am not as pure as you think. In order to survive, I have done countless cruel things. This
My hands are stained with blood. I am the [eldest sister] of a mafia organization, and not all businesses run by the consortium are legal——"
"It has nothing to do with that." Before Sherrichard could finish her thoughts, Bedivere kissed her again. This time he was not even willing to simply let go of the other person's lips, so his lips were close to each other,
The tongues were also intertwined. After about five seconds, the deep kiss was terminated by Sherrichard on his own initiative, and she pushed him away gently.
"What about your wife? Aren't you going to find your long-lost son?" She asked with a bitter look on her face: "Abandoning your wife and son so easily?"
"I don't think Lianyin is still alive. After so many years, I finally know that fruitless searches are meaningless. Even if the dead person is dead, no matter how much she deceives herself that she is still alive, she will not really come back to life.
Instead of always remembering the deceased, it is better to continue to live my life well. I don’t want another opportunity that I finally got to pass up like this.”
"But"
"Of course, I will still try to find my son. I know that he is still alive, even if there is no evidence. If one day I find Husky, I will introduce him to you. You are a gentle person, I
I believe the child will also like you."
So in a rare moment, Sherrichard showed a knowing smile: "Okay."
Because that smile was too cute, Bedivere couldn't help but move forward and give the Snow Lion Girl a passionate kiss. This time, Sherrichard didn't resist and lay directly in Bedivere's arms, and the two kissed passionately.
With.
He finally grasped the happiness, but he just didn't want to let it go.
If he is selfish once in a while, even God should forgive him, right?
For a long time, Bediwell felt that it might not be good for him to keep lying like this and hurt his wounds, so he reluctantly got up slowly and said, "It's almost time to go back."
"Of course. I will drive. Can you hold on until you return to your Dawn?" Sherrichard jumped onto the iron horse readily and turned around to help Bediwell.
"The bleeding has stopped. Only part of the intestines was damaged, and the kidneys and liver were not damaged." Bediwell sat in the back seat of the cavalry, "Don't underestimate the vitality of the werewolf."
"Then -" the Snow Lion girl smiled calmly, stepped on the accelerator skillfully, and started the iron cavalry.
The cavalry flew close to the water at the edge of the cave, carefully circled out of the cave, took off into the air, and then accelerated, dragging a long lavender arc of light in the night sky.
At the same time, Great Britain, in an apartment in the old town of Edinburgh.
"Are you finally ready?" Westad, the Knight of the Round Table, was lying on the bed, waiting for Lianyin's arrival.
"Yeah," the girl from Patimo sighed, full of hesitation, but taking a step forward with determination. She walked to the bed and lay in Westad's strong arms.
"You know, it doesn't matter if you don't do this. We have only been dating for more than a month." The Knight of the Round Table said softly: "If you want more time to think, I can definitely wait."
"No." Lianyin came close to Westad's face: "I have been blindly looking forward to it since before. Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, feeling that that person's death is just a dream, as long as the dream
Wake up, that person will definitely come back. But I know that is impossible to happen, this is the reality, and it is time for me to move forward. Putting aside my thoughts, Husky always needs a father, no
?So——＂
She took the initiative to move forward and kissed Westad. The two figures merged into one in the darkness.
Also in Edinburgh, Prince Kai's mansion.
Because he couldn't sleep, the dog-man boy Husky climbed out of bed, opened the window, and looked up at the cloudless night sky.
"Mommy didn't come back tonight either." He was a little disappointed. He seemed to have a vague sense of what it meant for Lianyin to not come back for several days in a row.
"This is probably a good thing." Guarding by the window was a small golden lizard, but it was actually the appearance of the Star Glory Dragon Evil Star.
"Good thing?"
"Huhuhu." Long lay lazily, half-opening one eye and whispered: "Maybe in a while, you will have a stepfather."
Husky pouted: "Uncle Evil Star is really evil-minded."
"What? That guy is a Knight of the Round Table. He has power and wealth. He will definitely make Lianyin happy. In this way, the life of you two mother and son will not be so hard. Maybe you will live in a luxurious mansion and spend every day
There are many servants to serve, good food and clothes, and living like a little prince?" Xinghui Longshaxing looked at it as a joke: "Isn't it at least better than the current life of relying on others?"
"Husky doesn't care about these barks." The dog-man boy whispered.
"Then what do you care about?" Evil Star asked sharply: "People always have to grow up. Do you really think you can go back to the life you had before?"
Husky fell silent.
His father is gone and his mother is about to leave with another man. So he is the only one left in the world.
Whenever he thought about this, the dog-man boy felt extremely lonely, and then he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Daddy," the dog-man boy muttered silently with his ears drooped, and looked up again to see the other side of the dark night sky.
In the night sky where there were no shooting stars, not even a single star could respond to him.