"What a rare visitor." Seeing the man's arrival, a sly-looking businessman on the bow sneered: "Sir, you look like you're not in good condition."
"You" man saw a glimmer of hope and fell to the ground with sore legs. He knew that he would never get up again in the short term.
"Please help me send this child away." He could only entrust the baby to the stranger in front of him.
"Oh? Interesting." The other party took the baby in the basket and said, "Sir, you know that this is a slave ship. It will set sail tomorrow to transport the slaves on the ship to Africa, right?"
The man remained silent.
"By handing the baby to me, do you mean you plan to sell the child?" The other party confirmed again, and it seemed that he had no intention of taking advantage of others. Even though he was a hateful slave trader, this businessman behaved very gentlemanly.
"Sell it," the man weakly squeezed out a sentence: "Okay. Going anywhere is better than staying here."
He felt his body gradually becoming colder. Could this be death?
Looking at the dying man lying in a pool of blood, the businessman smiled calmly: "I understand, the deal is established. I will buy your child. I will guarantee his life safety, and I can guarantee that he will not die before he becomes a qualified commodity."
Will die. But——"
The businessman's indifferent smile gradually turned cruel: "There may be something more tragic than death waiting for him. Don't regret it."
"Uh-huh," the man gasped in a low voice. At this time, he could no longer hear what the other party was saying. He could only try his best to stay awake in order to take a good look at his child one last time.
The businessman sneered, shook his head, and threw two gold coins in front of the man. He also dropped a bottle of potion: "This is a fair transaction, and the money still has to be paid to you. This bottle of recovery potion can be regarded as a special service."
.After all, if you die here, you won’t be able to take the money with you. Hahahahahaha——”
The businessman took the baby and turned around and boarded the black ship. Soon after, the ship also raised its rudder and floated away quietly in the night, leaving only the man in the pool of blood.
He used his last bit of strength to stuff the potion into his mouth, and poured the unspeakably painful potion down his throat.
(That’s fine. As long as I can survive.)
(One day, dad will find you again.)——
Parv.
Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock.
The pendulum kept swinging left and right in front of the tiger man Gusta. This was a type of hypnotherapy.
"How is it?" the doctor asked: "Although this is just the first diagnosis, I tried to use hypnosis to stimulate your shallow memory. But your reaction seems to be quite big?"
"Ah, it's quite big." Gusta said with a pale face: "I remembered the most important thing."
Except for the memory of that night, he still couldn't remember anything. He didn't even know his own life experience, nor why he took a child to escape at night. But that night, the most important memory, he and his
The memory of his son's separation, the memory of him selling the child to the slave traders with his own hands, is as clear as crystal.
It was a pain that was imprinted in the deepest part of my mind, how could it be easily forgotten.
Combined with the previous description of Mrs. Talos, all the clues connected together, and Gusta already knew the outline of the entire story.
Parv——
When he sent the child away, they didn't even have time to name the child.
As a father, I really failed.
"I'm sorry, let me make a call." The tiger man got up from the sofa and dialed a number regardless of the psychiatrist's objections: "Is this Shiloma?"
"What's wrong?" The voice of the tiger-man Shiloma came from the microphone: "The psychiatrist I found for you didn't work? Do you want to find another one?"
"No" Gusta hummed in a hoarse voice: "Where is Mutt?"
"That kid? Of course he went to Lviv with the little tiger." Hiloma: "The two of them have been stuck together recently, how could they be separated. The kid was not even afraid of danger and followed the little tiger to Lviv."
What [Great Hunting Festival] is Wolf participating in?"
Gusta had actually known about this for a long time, but when he heard Hiloma repeat what he already knew, the tiger man's brows deepened.
"Hiloma, help me prepare a cavalry."
"It's already ready, come and get it." Hiloma replied, as if she had already predicted everything: "You want to go too, right? Don't die."
"I have always been grateful to you for taking care of me." Gusta replied in a low voice.
"Where." Hiloma chuckled and hung up the phone.
A few hours after that.
"Is it you, Mr. Gusta?" Mutt's eyes widened in surprise, looking at Gusta, the tiger man who helped him at the critical moment.
The cat boy's expression was both surprise and surprise: "But why do you appear here?"
"As expected, I still can't trust you to come to Lviv." The tiger man replied, "So I followed you."
Then he pulled Mutt up and asked the cat boy to sit in the back seat of his iron horse. He said sternly: "What are you doing, Mutt? Wear Mr. Albert's clothes and fight here pretending to be Mr. Albert."
Where did he go again?"
"Uh." Mutt did not answer directly.
"He wants to protect you, but he is not here, so you are pretending to be him and fighting." Gusta groaned: "That kid broke his promise."
"The situation is very complicated," Mutter said.
"That's alright." Gusta focused his attention on the Silver Ray: "In short, let's deal with this guy first."
"It can move at high speed and has strong penetration." Mutt actually opposed Gusta's participation in the war, but they were now forced by the situation. Instead of complaining, it would be better to join forces with Gusta to defeat the enemy in front of them.
"Understood. It's okay." The tiger man replied, taking out the "weapon" he brought.
"This is it!" What Mutt saw was a large shield, a large tower shield that was almost half as tall as Gusta's body, and it was made of some mysterious translucent crimson substance.
When most people see this kind of shield, they will think that it is just a decoration, and that the crystal-like material is brittle and weak, and will break when touched. But Mutt has seen Albert's Luna Steel Scimitar and knows what it means.
The "crystal" material is actually a certain kind of metal formed by mass collapse, which is both tough and light.
The large shield in Gusta's hand is similar. The translucent dark red has layers of vague metal reflections. It is "Red Moon Steel", a replica of Luna Steel.
"Where did you get this?" Mutt asked curiously.
"Shiloma obtained it through connections. It seems to be equipment obtained from Prince Said." Gusta replied: "It seems to be some kind of exaggeratedly hard equipment. I don't know the details."
Mutt had vaguely heard that this so-called Red Moon Steel is an imitation of Luna Steel. Its performance is slightly different from the real Luna Steel, but it is still extremely hard. Indeed, if you use this, you can guard against the Silver Flash Ray.
offensive.
Gusta hovered the iron cavalry in mid-air like Mutt, concentrating on receiving the attack of the silver flying ray. The monster suddenly collided with it at an unimaginable speed!
Boom!
It bounced away! Gusta used the big red moon steel shield in his hand to deflect the attack of the silver flying ray! The monster originally turned into a silver light and attacked menacingly, but it hit the red moon steel shield.
Had to change track and slide away from one side!
Mutt also took the opportunity to take out the Luna Steel Shield (middle shield) and sit upside down, back to back with Gusta, to help defend against attacks from the rear.
"How did you block that blow?" He asked hurriedly: "That monster flew very fast, and its trajectory couldn't be caught with the naked eye?"
"Huh? That's easy." Gusta replied matter-of-factly: "Who told that guy to fly straight and drag out that long arc of light behind his tail? He couldn't catch it.
Its trajectory doesn’t matter. From the arc of light, you can determine the approximate direction in which it hit?"
"Just, it's that simple?" Mutt snorted.
"It's that simple." Gusta said: "Just think of it like football. Haven't you received Hiloma's super-fast lightning pass countless times before?"
It seems that this is really the case. When Hiloma throws the ball with all his strength, Mute may not even be able to keep up with his rhythm. But because Hiloma's full-strength throw is basically a straight track, Mute can fly out of the football with flying colors.
Ying roughly judged the trajectory and impact point of the ball. Although the speed of the silver flashing ray in front of him was faster than Hiloma's pitch, its collision attack was a straight collision, and it also trailed an obvious tail light behind it when flying.
From that tail light, one can naturally deduce the trajectory of the monster's attack.
Mutt blamed himself for being too stupid, why he didn't notice such a simple thing. He was confused by the monster's repeated attacks before. He only tried to dodge and (try to) block the attacks, but he didn't expect the attack of the Silver Flying Ray.
So simple!
It came again, this time aiming behind Gusta, thinking that in doing so it would hit the blind spot of the tiger man's defense.
Boom! Mutt quickly raised his shield to block, and the Silver Ray hit the Luna Steel Shield and bounced away, failing to threaten Gusta in the slightest!
"Thank you." Gusta had already split the large red moon steel shield in his hand into a pair of middle shields with half on the left and right, and planned to swat away the attacking Silver Ray with his backhand, but Mutt didn't expect him to rush.
Moved before he could: "Get used to the speed of it?"
"It's easier than imagined." Mutt replied. The two of them worked in tandem to form a watertight defense, and the Silver Flash Ray Ray couldn't attack it!
However - the thing changed its angle and hit from below!
It intends to attack the photon reflector at the bottom of the Iron Cavalry! If the Photon Reflector at the bottom of the Iron Cavalry is damaged, the Iron Cavalry will lose its ability to hover in the air, and both of the Iron Cavalry will fall into the lava pool below!
"Oops!" Mutt exclaimed, intending to stretch his arms to reach the bottom of the cavalry, hoping to be able to hold the Luna Steel Shield in time to prevent the blow!