Tristan opened his eyes and felt pain all over his body.
"Bedi...?" Only then did he realize that Bediwell was holding his hand. And Bediwell was hanging on a bush growing out of the cliff, maintaining a delicate balance.
The fishman boy looked at his feet.
Under the abyss is the ice sea. Above the ice sea are countless sharp stalagmites composed of volcanic rocks that have been eroded by the tide. If they fall, they will be shattered into pieces and die without a burial place.
The fishman boy raised his head and took another look.
The small tree on the cliff seemed unable to support the weight of the two people, and most of its roots had been torn out in the air.
It's only a matter of time before it falls.
So, Tristan plucked up the courage and put on a threatening attitude: "Let go, Bedi."
"No... let go!" Bedivere replied stubbornly. He was also covered in injuries. He must have hit various hard rocks on the cliff when he was swept away by the avalanche. This kind of injury can actually hold another person back.
It was a miracle to let him fall.
The blood of the werewolf boy dripped on Tristan's face.
"Let go! If this continues, both of us will fall!!"
"If you say you won't let go, you won't let go!" said the werewolf boy, "Arthur will definitely come to save us. I will definitely persist until the end. If this still doesn't work, then let me fall with you. Let's
They're friends, aren't they?"
Although he knows how slim the hope is, Bedivere will not give up hope until the last moment.
The fishman boy's eyes were moist, and the blood dripping on his face fell down together with tears.
"Idiot. So what if I'm saved? Do I still have to go back to the palace? Do I have to be locked up in a prison-like place for the rest of my life?! No! If that's the case, I'd rather die!"
"I won't let you be alone." Bedivere whispered. He had lost too much blood and was a little delirious. "In the worst case, I will stay. You can do anything you want. I will always be with Tristan."
I won’t let you be lonely..."
"You... idiot!" cried the fish-man boy.
"I am a fool." The orc boy also cried.
"So, fools," Arthur called from the cliff, "can I pull you up? Or do you want to hang there a little longer?"
Half an hour later, it was completely light.
"I'm sorry, I know I was wrong." Tristan looked aggrieved when he said this.
"What's the use of saying you're wrong! Look how much you've hurt me!" Evil Star said angrily, and the red fire dragon almost wanted to pounce on him and bite him.
"Don't argue!" Arthur pushed the little red dragon down on the table. "I can guess what you are thinking, but this time you went too far."
"You don't understand at all! How about being locked up in a palace since you were a child and never allowed to go out!? You will go crazy if you are locked up for a long time!" The fish-man boy pouted and pretended to be pitiful.
"In the final analysis, isn't it because you are too weak?" Arthur sneered disapprovingly, "If you are strong enough to survive alone in the outside world, your queen mother will not have to worry about your safety at all, then
Don't you just do what you love?"
"No! You don't know at all!" Tristan said, "What kind of queen! That woman is not my mother at all! I was brought to the palace as soon as I was born, and I don't even know who my biological mother is!"
These mermaids---(Tristan points to Undine), they have never regarded me as a human being! They only regard me as a rare animal and a valuable item, locked in that damn cage
Just keep it well! Mother, no, [that woman], she never loved me!
------I'm just their toy!"
"No! Her Royal Highness the Queen actually..." Wendina wanted to say something, but ------
"Don't say it, I don't want to hear it!" the fish-man boy shouted, covering his ears.
"That brat is just ignorant," White Frost Dragon Fairy Wea said. "It's useless what you say to him. Just tie him up and take him back. But with this injury, it's hard to escape."
"...Anyway, let's take the Holy Spear back first and exchange the hostage." Arthur said, "But we can't just go back like that. Wendina, you go and send a message and ask you to bring Kai out.
Exchange your princes with our knights on the open sea. Is this fair?"
"You want me to leave His Highness the Prince here?! No way!" Wendina objected flatly.
Arthur refused to give in: "If you don't go, no one will go. We will never set foot in Iceland again. If Her Majesty the Queen gets the Holy Spear and turns her back, all of us will die. This is absolutely
no."
"Hmph." The palace magician was still full of dissatisfaction, "If the prince is harmed again..."
"It will trigger a war. Of course I won't be stupid enough to do that." Arthur continued to sneer disapprovingly, "And Bedivere won't let me hurt his friends."
The orc boy who was bandaged like a mummy waved his hand.
"Huh...wait for my signal on the coast at noon." Wendina replied reluctantly, her eyes once again glanced at her prince, and then, with full of uneasiness and reluctance,