At the same time (?), in the stone pillar forest of the Red Sea in Africa, on the deck of the Dawn.
"It's just been delivered here." Sherrichard helped Bediwell get off the iron horse, and then jumped on the iron horse again: "This iron horse was originally ready to be given to you, but I also have to find transportation.
When I return to Cairo, I will borrow it for a while and then give it to you later."
"Ah ha ha ha" Bedivere thought, but the pain on his feet began to get worse. He sat on the ground, his mind a little blank.
"You are impeccable as a bodyguard this time. I will also abide by the agreement and let Leo visit the child." Sherrichard: "But I have made it known beforehand. Don't let him know about the plan to operate on Leo. I have
I haven’t agreed to this yet, and I don’t want my brother to have any psychological burden.”
"I understand. It is such a terrible plan after all." Bedivere replied. They plan to cut off Leoport's head from the decaying body and transplant it to another healthy body. Replace the head.
The success rate of the operation is frighteningly low. It is basically a near-death operation, and even if Leoport's life can be saved, the child is likely to end up with lifelong hemiplegia. The chance of standing up with his own will again is too great.
vague.
I don't know how the child will react if I let Leopold know about it. If I tell Leopold that this is Elaine's "legacy" and force Leopold to undergo this kind of surgery, it would be a bit of a moral kidnapping.
It means. As expected, in the end it would be better to wait for Elaine to wake up on her own and tell Leoport about this matter in person.
"Then see you some other time. Let's heal your feet." Sherrichard flew away on his iron cavalry.
Because of the prior contact, Lawrence came from the cabin at this time and happened to see Sherrichard flying away on a cavalry and Bediwell sitting on the ground with bandages on his feet and abdomen: "Boss, are you okay?"
"It's okay, take me to the medical room quickly." Bediwell stood up with Lawrence's help. The injury on his foot was actually quite serious. It was worn to the point where the bones could be seen. After the anesthesia wears off, it will naturally heal.
The pain was excruciating. The injury to the lower abdomen (the stomach was punctured) was also quite dangerous. However, this injury is not a big deal. As long as you enter the Dawn's medical cabin and lie down for a few hours, the injuries on your body can be repaired.
.
"The one you mentioned just now seems to be Miss Sherrichard of the Sphinx Consortium?" Lawrence asked.
"Uh, yes. What's wrong?" the werewolf young man asked.
"Are you dating?"
"Pfft -" Bedivere almost spat a mouthful of blood on Lawrence's face: "What the hell! How did you know we were dating!?"
"But it's late at night, you two"
"She is going to a dangerous place tonight and she just asked me to be her bodyguard." The werewolf young man hurriedly clarified: "What's going on with you? Even this little thing can be associated with the matter of men and women."
.Reflect on it."
"Moulin Rouge."
"ha?"
"Boss, there are traces of lip balm used by girls on the corners of your mouth." Lawrence whispered: "For such a high-end fragrance, the brand should be [Moulin Rouge], a high-end product that costs tens of thousands of Egyptian coins. It should be Sherecha."
A luxury item that only Miss De can afford, right? Could it be that the two of you have, um, kissed?"
Bedivere stopped talking. He felt ashamed that his lie had been exposed.
"So what is this called? Pursuing public interests for personal gain?" Lawrence muttered, "You can even pick up Miss Sherry Chad. I didn't expect you to be so skillful, boss."
"It was just an accident, just a kiss, no big deal." Then it was Bedivere who muttered: "Don't think so complicated."
"It would be great if that's the case." Lawrence: "I don't mean to speak ill of Miss Sherry Chad, but that Miss is a lioness."
Bedivere rolled his eyes at Lawrence: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"
After all, Snow Lion Snow Richard is a lion man.
"No, my [Lioness] has other meanings." Lawrence shrugged: "You are not Egyptian, so you probably haven't heard of this. But Miss Sherrichard has become the owner of the Sphinx Hotel Group.
She has been the CEO for many years, and she has taken care of all the hotel affairs. The real chairman of the consortium, Father Sphinx, has little involvement. Then——"
"Stop hesitating, hurry up." Bedivere was unhappy.
"In short, she is a lioness. In order to keep the status of the Sphinx Group intact, she will not hesitate to use all kinds of dirty tricks to deal with her business opponents. The once prosperous [Oasis Group]
Both the [Astra Chamber of Commerce] and [Astra Chamber of Commerce] were bankrupted because of her methods. The Sphinx Group used various underworld methods to persecute the Oasis Group; even half a year before the bankruptcy of the Astra Chamber of Commerce, there were
It is rumored that Miss Sherrichard has a close relationship with Rodland, the major shareholder of the Chamber of Commerce."
"I don't believe Miss Sherrichard is that kind of person." Bedivere snorted.
"You don't have to believe it, but these things were reported in various gossip magazines back then. You can check it out." Lawrence said: "Of course, those gossip magazines will not have definite evidence to prove that Miss Sherry Chad is everything."
The mastermind behind the scenes. But so many business competitors fell one after another in front of that young lady. You and she were not involved at all. I don’t believe it anyway."
"Anyway, I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm not the boss of a big company. There's nothing worthy of being used by her," Bedivere muttered in a low voice.
"What are you doing, boss? You are now the captain of the Dawn, a great hero who saved Cairo from Moby Dick's attack, a great hero who killed the desert whale Moby Dick, and a popular candidate in the Round Table Trial.
, you will most likely become a Knight of the Round Table in the future. Your fame is much greater than you think, don’t think you are worthless, boss."
Bedivere murmured a few more times and did not continue to argue with Lawrence. Compared with Sherrich Chad, he was indeed just an ordinary person. Even if the outside world gave him, Captain Bedivere, various false names, in the end he was nothing more than
He was just the captain of a ship, a warrior, and a wolf-orc. He couldn't think of any benefit that Sherichard could get from him by approaching him, even if it was a long-term benefit. And they were not in a relationship.
, it was just a few passionate kisses before, is there anything wrong with it?
Feeling that Lawrence was just overly worried, Bedivere just wanted to laugh it off. But at this moment, the voice of Eve, the Dawn's artificial intelligence navigation system, sounded in the corridor: "Captain, there is an emergency communication."
"Who is it? Take it." Bedivere happened to walk into the medical room with the support of Lawrence. The medical room was empty except for the two of them, so Bedivere had no scruples.
"Mr. Bedivere? Is it Mr. Bedivere?" A young man's voice came from the other end of the communicator. This voice seemed familiar to Bedivere.
The werewolf youth thought for half a second before remembering: "Are you Mutt? You've been following that guy Albert."
"Yes, it's me," Mutt replied.
"Didn't you follow Albert to Lviv? What happened to that guy?" Bedivere asked back.
"No, they are in Lviv. I used the portal over there to rush back. My friend was fatally injured trying to protect me. Although first aid was sent to stop the injury, he has been sleeping.
State, not waking up." The cat boy said in rapid succession: "Mr. Albert gave me his contact information, and I can ask you for help if I need anything. So I can borrow the medical cabin on your ship to save my friend.
Really? Please!"
A drop of sweat broke out on Bediwell's forehead: "Yes, yes. But calm down and clarify the situation first, okay?"
About twenty minutes later, a very fast small transport boat brought Mutt over. A group of strong orcs accompanying him also carried a stretcher and brought a dying Khajiit man. As Bedivere guessed
Likewise, that person was naturally not Albert. But it seemed like Bedivere had seen that tiger man somewhere before?
"This is Mr. Gusta." Mutt said anxiously as soon as he saw Bedivere: "He was seriously injured trying to protect me. Now his heart has stopped beating. The doctors in Cairo are helpless to do anything about him. They can only
I am counting on your medical facilities, Mr. Bediwell."
"Indeed." The werewolf youth sniffed the breath of the tiger man on the stretcher. There was extremely weak breathing, but Gusta's signs of life had almost completely stopped, and he was in a state of suspended animation. From the chest of the tiger man
From the thick bandage, it seems that someone hit him through the chest, and may have hurt his heart, which is a fatal injury. Anyone who has suffered such a fatal injury, even an orc with tenacious vitality, should be lying on a hospital bed.
Go to rest and wait for the dangerous period to pass. Mutt actually rushed such a dying patient to the Dawn on a transport boat. Either the situation was quite desperate, or he had full confidence in the medical equipment on the Bediver ship.
"It's a complete state of suspended animation. It's really an interesting case." Seemingly aware of the commotion on the deck, Vivian came over to join in the fun.
"Can he be saved?" Bedivere asked quietly.
"God knows. After being sent to the medical cabin of the Dawn, the damage to the heart should be completely repaired." Vivian said: "But this state of suspended animation is not easy to recover. Tiger people are all born warriors, and they are on the verge of death.
In this state, the brain will secrete a special inhibitory enzyme, which slows down the life activities of the whole body, including the brain, to a state of almost standstill, which is a state of suspended animation. It is said that orcs can live for a month after their heads are cut off, but this is not always true.
There are false rumors. This ability to fake death may save their lives, but it also comes with extremely high risks. Even if the damage to his body is repaired, he may not wake up for the rest of his life. Even if he can wake up, his
Brain cells have entered a state of suspended animation, and recovery will inevitably be accompanied by a series of side effects such as memory impairment and brain cell necrosis."
Mutt frowned.
"Anyway, let's send him to the medical cabin now." Bediwell turned to Mutt and said, "Don't worry, kid, we will save him."
"Yeah." The cat boy looked at Bedivere with a sad face: "Thank you, Mr. Bedivere."