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Chapter 617 Fierce battle at the border eleven

Chapter 617 Fierce battle at the border (11)

"Bedi, you are such an idiot. We clearly agreed that we would find a way to end this war together." The King of Knights murmured in a low voice, his words filled with endless sorrow, "How could you leave me alone? You

What should I do if I am alone?"

Facing Arthur's whisper, the body of the tiger man only responded with endless silence. His face was so peaceful, as if he had just fallen asleep.

Arthur reached out and touched the tiger's forehead: "I am a soulless person. I am now and I am afraid it will not get better in the future.

A person like me can do nothing but kill and destroy.

------But you are different. Your heart is full of love.

Your kindness can turn decay into magic, making this blind, devastated world full of despair produce miracles again and again.

If you don't die young, one day, the person who can truly save this world may be you."

The King of Knights shivered in the cold night wind, "That's why I envy you. I have always been envious, but I have never told anyone.

...If there is an afterlife, I sincerely hope that we can be friends again. Good friends forever.

Forever, good brothers."

King Arthur stood up and sighed.

He looked at the cold body of Albert (Bedivere) and bowed goodbye for the last time.

Then, the King of Knights blew into his palm and formed a bright dragon flame fireball.

"Goodbye, Bedi. Have a good trip."

It is both the fire of life and the fire of death. It welcomes new life and bids farewell to death.

Arthur threw a dragon flame fireball at the tiger boy, intending to incinerate his friend's body.

Bang! The dragon flame fireball fell on Albert and spread instantly, completely engulfing the body of the tiger man boy.

Arthur looked at the extremely bright flame and turned away sadly------

Whoosh!------

Something suddenly burst out of the flames, and the storm it raised caused the flames to scatter in all directions!

Arthur looked back in surprise and saw the white tiger boy floating in the air.

A dazzling beam of light shot down from the sky, no, from the moon, and landed steadily on Albert's chest.

The tiger boy spread his wings, and his huge, infinite white wings covered half of the sky and were shining brightly!

"What's going on?!" Arthur was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

Albert's body was gradually surrounded by light, getting brighter and brighter.

The fluid energy emitted from the moon is filling the body of the tiger boy. That special energy is still overflowing and emanating from Albert's body in the form of clouds, making Al look like he is wrapped in a blanket.

A coat of mist!

"Woo!" Albert spit out a mouthful of blood and regained his breath. Stimulated by the powerful fluid energy, his heart beat again, the wound quickly recovered, and the lost blood was temporarily replaced by the fluid energy, saving him.

Every cell in the body is dying!

The tiger boy had just come to life and landed weakly on the ground, breathing heavily.

"Bedi!" Arthur, who was overjoyed, had already come up and looked at Albert's condition, "You are still alive! That's great!"

"I'm not Bedi..." Albert muttered in a low voice.

The effect of the soul-changing stone was lifted at the moment when Albert was about to die. The consciousness of Albert and Bedivere returned to their original bodies. The person in front of Arthur was the original tiger boy Al.

Bert.

When the two people's consciousness returned to their original positions, their respective memories were also synchronized. As a result, Bedivere and Albert simultaneously learned about the events in Turks, Rome, Romani, and Germania in the past few days.

Condition.

Of course, when such a large amount of memories suddenly flood into their minds, they will feel confused and overwhelmed. It will take time to digest these memories, and it will also make them dizzy.

The tiger boy covered his forehead and had a splitting headache. Arthur had already grabbed Al with one hand: "You have regained consciousness. So, where is Bedivere? Answer me quickly!"

"How do I know..." Albert answered with difficulty.

No one knows whether Bedi's consciousness returned to his body smoothly or whether he died like this and disappeared into the void.

"You actually used my body to block the knife, you bastard Bedi--" Albert cursed angrily as soon as he regained his breath.

"If he hadn't done this, I would have defeated your father long ago." Arthur showed a look of displeasure. His previous kind attitude towards Albert was suddenly wiped out with Bedivere's "leaving"

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"Now------" Albert looked at Arthur with a subtle expression, "What are you going to do with me?... Are you going to lock me up again?"

"No." Even though the guy in front of him was no longer Bediwell, the King of Knights still showed tolerance towards him: "You are Bediwell's friend, I will not hurt you. As long as you stay honest and don't cause trouble, I will

Allowing you maximum freedom of movement."

The tiger boy sighed: "My attitude has changed really fast. Before, I was saying a lot of life and death words to Bedi, but now I call myself Meow."

(Why, meow, can you be so friendly?)

Arthur covered up his shyness with a stern expression, hiding most of his face in the night: "This has nothing to do with you."

"Of course...Your Majesty," the tiger boy replied in a low voice.

"Stand back." King Arthur waved his hand, "I don't know how your injury is recovering, but you need to rest."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Albert responded in an almost sarcastic tone, "If you meet my dad again tomorrow, what are you going to do, Your Majesty?"

"Depending on the situation, I may take action to kill him." The King of Knights said bluntly.

The equipment on the leader of Roble was too difficult to deal with. Arthur missed the best opportunity, and it would be much more difficult to defeat Roble in the future.

If Roble is forced into a hurry, Arthur may kill him.

He looked at Albert's ice-blue tiger eyes and carefully examined every subtle change in Al's expression: "You won't come out to stop me again, right?"

"No. I'm a shameless bastard like my father. It's just right to kill him." The tiger boy replied angrily.

"Shut up." Arthur was not satisfied with the other party's answer, "He is your father. No matter what kind of person he is, it cannot change this fact."

(Those who have real relatives but don’t know how to cherish them are the most abominable.)

The tiger boy's eyes were cloudy and full of confusion: "I would rather I had never been born."

Arthur could have ignored Albert. After all, Al was just Bedi's friend, not Arthur's. The King of Knights had no reason to care about the family affairs of a person with such an estranged relationship.

But Arthur couldn't help but ask: "When I was fighting with your father just now, if it were you, would you really rush up to stop us?"

Albert was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Arthur asked in a more serious tone: "Will you watch me kill your father with your own eyes and still remain indifferent?"

The tiger boy's face became more solemn. Albert really hated his father Roble. After being abandoned and betrayed by his father, and encountering too many cruel things, it was difficult for Al to say that he didn't resent his father.

But, indeed, Roble is Al’s only remaining relative. (Not counting Al’s brother who lost his mind.)

"If you can really watch your father being killed by me and do nothing-" Arthur said a very contradictory sentence, "Although it will save me a lot of trouble, I will not let him go."

You...that kind of unfilial guy must not stay in this world."

Al frowned. The tiger stripes on his forehead immediately twisted into funny "w" characters.

After Arthur said this, he suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen.

No, the throbbing pain has been going on since a long time ago. Arthur just tried his best to hold back the discomfort in order to rush to Prague as soon as possible. Even in the tense battle just now, he continued to endure it.

By the end of the battle, Arthur's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and throbbing pain spread throughout his body.

The highly poisonous chicken leg that General Sernas used to poison Albert was eaten by Arthur. Now is the time when the poison takes effect.


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