Albert was the injured, so Bedivere naturally gave up the only big bed in the house to the tiger man.
However, the young hunter could not sleep.
He secretly observed the werewolf youth on the sofa. Bedivere was sleeping soundly after drinking too much, snoring loudly.
Although Bedivere looked like an extremely decadent young man, Albert was jealous.
Under the faint light of the fire, the werewolf's refined steel-like muscles were fully exposed, and every muscle fiber in it faintly exuded strength. Bedivere's whole body was a refined and smooth muscle structure, without even a piece of fat.
There isn't any excess fat.
He is not like those muscular men who like to show off their strength and train their bodies to make them cumbersome and redundant;
Unlike those warriors who prefer to use weapons, they focus their physical exercises on the upper body.
The muscles all over his body are extremely well-proportioned and full of streamlined beauty.
That is a body of muscles that can only be developed by exercising one's body non-stop for dozens of years.
That is, a body shape that is specialized for hunting, for fighting, and for better completing every action.
That is the body of the strongest hunter.
Like a natural, wild hungry wolf, Bediwell became a miracle created in the Siberian wilderness, a perfect hunter.
In comparison, Albert and the other Warcraft hunters were simply ashamed.
---What makes you so desperate? Is it really just for revenge?
"Master?" Rufu, the cat boy sleeping on the floor, asked in a low voice, "Are you not asleep yet? What are you watching?"
"No, it's nothing." Albert turned around and said, "That guy snores too much."
"I don't like that guy," the catman complained in a low voice, "He exudes a dangerous aura. There has never been such a person in the hunter organization. He may be a rebellious hunter."
"Well..." Albert muttered in a low voice: "Let's not worry about other people's affairs. After all, he saved my life."
"But this suspicious guy---"
"Stop talking, go to sleep." Al suppressed the words of the young servant.
Bedivere moved his ears and pretended not to hear anything. He was still lying on the sofa in a "big" shape, snoring loudly.
At the same time, in the second royal capital of London, Elsenburg, Prime Minister Merlin's studio.
"Merlin." King Arthur asked as soon as he came in: "Have you analyzed the information I sent you?"
"Oh, you're talking about the video of Dragon Rider?" Merlin was writing a scroll with a pen in one hand and a seal in the other hand, but his eyes fell on the display screen beside him, looking at the person he was talking about.
Video.
The video just played to the scene where the red god of death's scythe pierced Arthur's gryphon shield and landed on the arm of the King of Knights.
"Stop!" Prime Minister quickly stopped the video at this moment, enlarged it, and projected it on the white wall nearby.
"You want to ask why his scythe can penetrate the gryphon shield which has absolute defensive capabilities, right?" Merlin smiled mysteriously.
"Well..." King Arthur crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. He had a premonition that Merlin was going to talk a lot again.
"The principle is actually very simple." Merlin spoke, his hands still busy: "Although your gryphon shield can create a [photon vacuum area] and deflect all attacks, its [method] still remains physical.
In the field of learning.
The weapon of the red god of death is different. It probably modifies the [law] of the world and forms an attack of [changes in the law of cause and effect]. Therefore, no matter how strong your shield is, it can penetrate it."
"A change in the law of cause and effect?" The King of Knights was confused after hearing this.
"Don't think about it. You have seen and heard of similar weapons." Merlin gestured with his hands: "For example, the legendary [Meteor Gun--Gunir]."
"Is that thing?...does it actually exist?"
Merlin looked at King Arthur and smiled contemptuously: "Your Majesty, your memory is really bad. Isn't the one we recovered in the control room at the Wall of the World seven years ago the same [Gengunir]?"
"that?"
Seven years ago, Arthur only found the petrified Vivian and Paramedes in the control room of the World Wall.
At that time, Arthur only focused his attention on other things and did not pay special attention to the weapon in Palamedes' hand.
That ancient spear is the [Meteor Spear--Gunir].
"Now that I think about it...it seems that this is indeed the case. Later, I returned the spear to the elephants." The King of Knights held his chin in thought and said, "If I had known it was such a valuable treasure, I would have tried to keep it."
"And that characteristic of [Gengunir]," Merlin saw that Arthur was distracted, quickly brought the topic back on track: "It is the one that distorts the law of cause and effect, [law of cause and effect change attack]. By modifying the Karma of this world (
Cause and effect), it can do a special thing: once the spear is thrown, it will definitely penetrate the heart of the target."
The King of Knights gasped: "Really? I thought it was just a Nordic legend---"
"You underestimate the intelligence of ancient people, Your Majesty." Merlin smiled disapprovingly: "These weapons that can modify the laws of cause and effect are very special existences, but they do exist.
When Gengunir launches an attack on a certain target, the first blow may not directly penetrate the target's heart, but a series of events that follow will eventually lead to the result that it [penetrates the target's heart].
From the moment it first takes action, it is certain that something will definitely happen, regardless of the process. This is the terrifying thing about [causal change attack]."
King Arthur shook his head, still unable to believe all this: "So, if I am targeted by the God of Death, I will definitely die?"
"That's the theory." Merlin replied calmly, "The moment the god of death attacks you, your [death] has been established.
That sickle will eventually penetrate your body and kill you. No matter how hard you struggle and resist, you cannot deny your own death. All you can do is prolong your own death."
Merlin's statement had almost the same meaning as that of the mysterious voice.
This world is destined to perish. No matter how hard you struggle, you only slightly extend its lifespan.
The King of Knights couldn't help but shudder.
"Haha, there's no need to worry so much." Seeing King Arthur's serious expression, Merlin quickly persuaded him, "There must be other rescue methods. Give me some time to think about it."
"You'd better hurry up..." Arthur said worriedly.
Just when the studio was enveloped in a depressing atmosphere, a pair of small palms emerged from under Merlin's desk.
Arthur looked over doubtfully. A small face rose from under the table.
That was an orc. To be precise, a subspecies of werewolf, a dogman.
His head and ears are all covered with gray-black hair, and only his face is a circle of pure white. He looks funny and cute, like a born clown.
Those big, watery, sky-blue eyes were looking around slyly.
Weird, wild and funny. This guy's face is vaguely similar to someone's profile. Who is it?
"Who is this?" the child suddenly shouted.
Arthur also asked at the same time: "Merlin, this is--"
"Hey, Xiaoha!" Merlin quickly covered the documents on the table with both hands: "Don't come over! These documents are very important, stay away from the table!"
"But, it looks like it's fun?" The little guy started to scratch around with his dog paws. He knocked over a bottle of ink, and the black color of the ink spread on the table, contaminating several manuscripts in an instant!
"No!!---Lianyin, where are you!? Lianyin!!" Merlin shouted hysterically while hurriedly packing up the manuscripts to prevent more manuscripts from getting into Xiaoha's hands.
"Hasky!" Merlin's female assistant rushed in immediately, "Are you making trouble again? How naughty!"
"Mommy!" The puppy waggled its tail happily, waved its two paws stained black by ink, and shouted: "Look, it's all turned black, it's so interesting!"
"What's going on?" King Arthur looked helpless at the chaotic scene.
"Uncle!" After finishing the document that framed Merlin, the little guy immediately rushed towards Arthur with his arms covered in ink: "Uncle smells like daddy! Does uncle know Xiaoha's daddy?"
"No, I don't know him!" Arthur dodged the child, but the studio was full of debris, which was very difficult for dodging. Arthur was about to be pounced on by the kid!
"Stop it, Husky!" Lianyin grabbed the dog-man child at the critical moment.
"Huh." Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the child's dirty little hands, he couldn't help but laugh: "Lianyin, is this your child? Where did this little naughty guy come from?"
"Sorry, Your Majesty!" Lianyin's face turned red: "Originally, when I was working, Xiao Ha was taken care of by the neighbor's aunt. But the aunt was sick today, so I had no choice but to take him with me. Here for you
I'm really sorry for causing so much trouble. --- Xiaoha, you also apologize, hurry up!"
"Well, sorry?" The little guy didn't know what he had done wrong at all, but after being scolded by his mother, he had no choice but to admit his mistake: "Shouldn't Xiaoha ask his uncle strange questions?"
"No, it's not that." Merlin was furious: "You shouldn't touch the things on my desk, let alone knock over my ink, you destroyer!"
He held up a manuscript with a child's pawprint printed on it: "Look at the good things you have done!"
"Xiao Ha, I don't understand. Uncle Merlin obviously took a seal and stamped it on the document. Can't Xiao Ha help you?"
"No! It's not good at all! My seal and your palm print are completely different things! Who wants your palm---wait, what did you say you did?"
"Xiao Ha helped Uncle Merlin! Look, there are so many documents that have been stamped!" the puppy said, pointing to the documents scattered on the ground. All the documents that should have been reviewed by Merlin have been stamped.
Xiao Ha's paw prints, small, bright red dog paw prints were vividly moving on the paper.
"Pfft..." Arthur turned away and smiled secretly.
"Lianyin, if you stay after get off work today, I have to have a good talk with you." Merlin's face was filled with a haze: "Of course, you have to get this little guy away first."
"I know Lianyin's home." Arthur said, "I will be responsible for sending this kid back."
"How can I trouble His Majesty King Arthur!"
"It doesn't matter." Arthur leaned in front of the child and looked at the dog-man boy carefully: "Such a cute child---"
"Hehe ---" Xiao Ha laughed evilly and already slapped his palms. Arthur didn't have time to dodge. The dog boy's two dog paws had already left two black paw prints on the king's face: "Uncle, I want to cover it too."
chapter!"
Arthur suppressed the anger in his heart: "Yes, stamp it. I'll take you home. Don't disturb the prime minister's work here."
"I'm really sorry, Your Majesty." Lianyin covered her face, feeling ashamed.
"Where." Arthur picked up the dog-man boy with one hand and said, "Come with me, Xiaoha. How old are you?"
"Little Ha is eight years old!" The child waved his little paws and gestured excitedly, and more ink splashed on the King of Knights' armor.
"Well, are you still so naughty at the age of eight?" The King of Knights showed an inclusive smile: "A very energetic boy."