Deanna looked at King Arthur's golden eyes that could see everything, and knew that nothing could be hidden from the king who knew everything.
She sighed again: "I actually don't know much. Well... as far as I know, there are actually two kinds of [people] in this world, [Fader] and [Reincarnated]
(Reviver).
The former are destined to perish. After their death, their bodies will decay, their consciousness will disappear, and they will never live again. Most people in the world are doomed, and they only live once.
The latter is different. They have their own [soul] and can break away from the bondage of the body and reincarnate in another body.
Of course, there is no control over where, in which era, and in what form one will be reincarnated, and whether the memory of the previous life will be retained after reincarnation. Everything is probably decided only by [God]. If God is so interested
If so, you can even transfer your soul back into your original dead body and resurrect you again.
Continuously cycling through life and death in the endless torrent of time, this is the fate of [the reincarnated person]."
Arthur pondered while listening. He had already met many reincarnated people.
Hall is a reincarnation, reincarnated from his own body back to his own body, and resurrected directly.
Albert is probably also a reincarnation, reincarnated from Hall's son Wallace into the current tiger boy Al. (And he has no memory of his previous life.)
The snow leopard girl in front of Arthur is Albert's ------
"Although it's a bit strange to say this, I'm very glad that I can be reincarnated in the same era." Deanna's words interrupted King Arthur's meditation, "Being able to see that child grow up, I will die without regrets."
---Don't tell that child what happened today, okay? I don't want him to think wildly."
"Of course." Arthur replied in a low voice. Even if he wanted to say such a ridiculous thing, he couldn't say it out loud. "I just believe you once and think about the peace talks carefully. I just hope that the leader of the Grik tribe is not like Luo
Bull is so stupid, but he is willing to put aside racial prejudice and turn conflicts into friendship. Are you satisfied with this?"
Seeing that the matter was settled, the Snow Leopard Girl breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, His Majesty King Arthur. As long as you try hard, I believe peace will definitely come. May the child live happily in a peaceful world."
"Yes... I hope so." The King of Knights murmured absently. As his understanding of Albert deepened, Arthur lost the reason to be hostile to Al. If everything could be resolved peacefully, then
It couldn't be better.
But what is this vague feeling of uneasiness in my heart?
Outside the royal suite, a Roman general warned the guards with eyes like a dead fish and ordered the Roman soldiers to remain silent.
General Cernas waited here for more than ten minutes. The general heard all the conversation between the Snow Leopard Girl and the Knight King.
It should be a good thing to have the opportunity for peace talks. But Sernas, who was a soldier, had completely opposite ideas to Arthur: humans must never cease war with the orcs.
One is ebbing and the other is ebbing. Humans and orcs, one of them must die, so that the world can gain true peace.
And now, with the help of King Arthur, it is a good time to eliminate the orcs.
Negotiating peace with the orcs and giving them a chance to recuperate will pose a greater threat to the future of mankind.
Therefore, the orcs must die. These beasts must be racially cleansed without leaving any trace. This is the view of Cernas and even most Roman soldiers. Their views are completely consistent with Roble's, but their positions are opposite.
This is the idea of "maturity" derived from adults - benevolence and righteousness have been erased over the long years, leaving only coldness.
The general was hidden in the darkness of the corridor, watching the snow leopard girl leave happily. This leopard girl who tried to promote peace talks between King Arthur and the orcs was now regarded as a thorn in the Roman general's side.
In order to stop the peace talks, Sirnas will use any means to get rid of Deanna.
At the same time, the North Pole, inside the World Wall.
"Vivian!!" Palamedes screamed, rushing over to help his wife who fell to the ground.
There was a terrible stab wound on the woman's abdomen, which was stabbed from behind with a bladed object.
"Who?! Show your true colors quickly!" the big cat roared.
"Hmph hum, it's too late." After a burst of ferocious laughter, three knights in black armor took off the disguise of the invisible magic and appeared in front of everyone.
Bedivere looked at these three people, shocked and furious at the same time: "Jack?! Sir Burridge? Viscount Raymond? Why are you here? ---Did you betray the Knights of the North?"
These three people were members of the Rangers of the Knights of the North, where Arthur once worked. Although Arthur rarely interacted with them on missions, they were considered to have worked together in the same team and had always been Arthur's servants.
Of course Bediwell, who was accompanying him, knew these people.
"No, Little Bedi, your statement is completely wrong." Jack, who took the lead, sneered, "We did not betray the Knights of the North, because we did not belong to the Knights from the beginning."
We are [Twilight Cultists]------believers who serve Queen Morgan specifically and act to bring [Nirvana] to the world.
It was Her Majesty the Queen's order to infiltrate the Knights, in order to monitor the [Level 1 Singularity] --- Arthur D. Pantorakon."
Bedivere gritted his teeth and clenched his weapon, ready to take action, "You bastards!! I thought you were Arthur's friends!"
"There are no permanent friends in this world, little Bedi." Jack smiled comically and shrugged at the same time: "We changed our identities and used the most powerful hypnosis to brainwash the entire Northern Knights, but we still couldn't hide it from Leondy.
Gens, that old fox, was sent to the so-called Rangers by his clever name.
And your master, Arthur, may have noticed something and always deliberately keeps a distance from us. They are really a bunch of clever old foxes."
Bedivere frowned. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing.
"Oh? Don't you know?" Jack sneered, "Your master won't even tell you this?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Palamedes roared, interrupting the conversation, "What have you done to Vivian? Poisoned? Get the antidote quickly! Don't force me to search your bodies!"
"Humph, it's useless. I told you before that that woman is hopeless."
Jack smiled evilly and showed off the lightsaber in his hand. The originally pale green blade of the lightsaber instantly turned into milky white, exuding a [holy] brilliance.
"God, holy enchantment?" The werewolf boy gasped.
"That's right, [Holy]." Jack waved the lightsaber in his hand, "It's an enchantment specially used to hunt succubi. It's a kind of poison to succubi. The blow just now has penetrated the woman perfectly."
The [holy] photons in her heart have already flowed into the body of the succubus, preventing the regeneration of her wounds. It won’t be long before her heart will completely fail!”
"Stop farting!" Palamedes rushed forward excitedly, swung his photon claw and slashed.
Bang! Boom! Two loud noises sounded almost at the same time. The first one was the sound caused by the collision of the photon claw and the lightsaber, and the latter one was the sound made by the mechanism locking when the elevator rose to the top.
Everyone has been brought to a huge platform, which is filled with endless emptiness in the darkness.
About five hundred yards away, there was a small room with light, which seemed to be the end of the journey.
This destination seemed very close, but it was extremely far away. Bedivere knew that the enemy in front of them would not let them go easily.
Jack's other two companions had already swooped out, and while Paramedis was confronting Jack, they attacked the leopard warrior's left shoulder and right lower abdomen!
Clang!! Bedivere and Tristan rushed out at the same time, blocking these two fatal attacks at the same time.
The werewolf boy accepted the attack and shouted at the same time: "Spread out! Tristan, you go deal with Raymond, I'll deal with Burridge! I'll leave Jack to you, Paramedis!"
"Of course!" The big cat stared at Jack's cynical face with burning hatred, almost wanting to tear this enemy to pieces with his eyes!
He pushed hard and knocked Jack away. The weapon in his hand had been replaced by the meteor gun Gengunier, and he used all his strength to stab out!
Bedivere also transformed his arms into madness, and desperately knocked away Burridge. He had been in the Rangers and knew the abilities of these opponents--[Infiltrator] Sir Burridge, who was proficient in stealth magic.
He is the most difficult one to deal with among these three enemies!
"Haha, a wise choice." Burridge sneered and cast a concealment magic on himself. Under the cover of darkness, his body disappeared without a trace!
"It's no use. I can smell you." The werewolf boy concentrated his concentration and used his already extremely sensitive sense of smell to the extreme, relying on his sense of smell to identify his opponent's movements.
Brush! A sword wind struck Bediwell's right shoulder, and his flesh suddenly blossomed!
"What?!" The werewolf boy covered his wound in surprise.
"It's useless---I'll return this sentence to you intact." Sir Burridge's sneer echoed in the air, "So what if you can use your sense of smell to identify where I am? As long as I stay away from you, use this
The special invisible photon whip attack will slowly kill you!"
Not only did he cast the magic of invisibility on himself, but even the weapon in his hand was enchanted with invisibility, coming and going without a trace!
Bediwell frowned deeply. The opponent was more difficult to deal with than expected. This was not the Sir Burridge that Bedi knew at all--when he was in the Rangers, Burridge was just
Are you hiding your strength?
At the same time, Tristan was also fighting against Viscount Raymond thirty yards away.
Three hundred light cannons floated in the air, flying around Tristan.
"Hmph, you are out of luck against me." Raymond sneered, "No one can escape from this [Rain of Death]. Prepare to die!"
Tens of millions of luminous bombs came from all directions, attacking Tristan without any blind spots. The rain of luminous bombs swallowed up the fishman prince in an instant!
Boom! Followed by a deafening explosion!
"So weak. Are you going to die like this?" Raymond looked at the smoke and snorted disdainfully.
The smoke dissipated quickly, and Raymond thought he could see Tristan's torn corpse, but what he saw was a complete fish-man prince.
His whole body was wrapped in armor made of solid ice, and he remained unscathed even when he was bathed in a hail of light bullets.
Tristan waved his hand and lowered the ice wall: "You are really weak. With this attack, even scratching my itch is not enough!"
"What?! That's -------!" Raymond looked at the countless scales on Tristan's body that were as clear as diamonds, and was dumbfounded.