Tristan saw the werewolf suddenly appeared and hesitated for a moment in fright.
The werewolf left the fishman prince alone and immediately jumped up to fight with the incarnation of frost floating in mid-air!
Whoosh! The incarnation of ice floating in the air punched the silver shadow, and the sound of the wind was sharp and steady! This perfect blow was enough to shatter most of the warriors in the world to pieces!
Bump bump! The giant's fist was blocked by some force. Bedivere waved his fist at an astonishing speed, and his supersonic straight punch sent out a powerful shock wave. The impact actually offset the opponent's punch!
"Haaahhhhh!!" The werewolf then drew out a claw. Four vacuum blades shot out with dazzling light. The moonlight wave directly tore into pieces the fist of the frost incarnation, and even tore its body made of frost into pieces.
crack!
"This! Impossible!!" Ivan, who was watching all this, couldn't help but exclaimed.
The werewolf fell down, and when everyone was surprised, his sharp claws were already pressed against Tristan's throat: "It's better to stop in moderation, His Royal Highness Prince Tristan of the Kingdom of Iceland."
"you---!"
At that moment, the fishman prince Tristan must have had infinite embarrassment on his face.
It is indeed a rare miracle in the world that someone can make this arrogant and arrogant prince make a fool of himself in front of others.
"I don't want you to make a fool of yourself, but---" The angry werewolf pointed at the little black panther not far away: "You frightened that child. Apologize to Little Hal!"
"What?! My uncle---"
The werewolf's sharp nails pressed harder against the fishman prince's throat: "No matter how hard the white frost dragon armor Xian Weier gave you is, it can't withstand my moonlight knife. Do you want me to cut your throat now?"
"Why, why do you know!?"
"Oh, I know, I know everything about you." Bedivere said silently in his heart, although he couldn't say these words anyway.
"Listen." The werewolf lowered his tone and persuaded: "It's just a boat ride. There is no need for you to get so excited. Everyone takes a step back and everything can be discussed. We are all adults. If you don't agree with each other, you will be stabbed.
Gun, do you want to be laughed at by children?"
Tristan fell silent, looking intently at the werewolf in front of him.
"Yes, yes! Teach him a lesson! Repair him properly!" Captain Senezel was still yelling: "Let that arrogant guy taste defeat!"
"Shut up, you meow!" the werewolf roared, "This happened because of you in the first place!"
"Uh!" The captain's hand, which was still waving happily, immediately froze.
"It's just about letting two candidates get on the boat! You have nothing to lose! Why are you so nervous?!" Bedivere roared with anger: "Originally, if you were willing to step back and let them get on the boat, all these disputes would not have happened.
!Why are you so stubborn?!---If you keep making trouble like this, your boat will fall apart! Then we will all fall into the sea and fail the exam, and you will be happy, right?!"
Click, click, click. A tearing sound came from the deck, interrupting everyone's conversation.
Bedivere is absolutely right.
After the battle yesterday and the day before, this cargo ship had already been broken into pieces. Even if the sailors repaired it hurriedly, it would inevitably have many structural defects.
Now, this poor cargo ship, after being violently pulled by the Ice Crystal, has accelerated its disintegration process! If the werewolf does not stop it in time and allows the ship to be dragged for a few more nautical miles, it will definitely break into a pile of sawdust, and the entire ship will be broken into pieces.
Everyone will fall into the ice sea!
"Why do you have to make things so complicated when one person can solve them by just taking a step back?" The werewolf looked at Tristan and said, "Do you think the examiners will let you go if you drag a broken ship to the Great Britain?"
You underestimate the Great Britain and the Round Table Trial!"
Tristan remained speechless.
"That's enough." Ivan on the side came over to persuade: "Brother Werewolf is right. Tristan, you have gone too far. It's time to stop."
"Well, maybe it would be a good choice to let the whole ship sink into the ice sea and make you all fail." The fishman prince said still unconvinced.
"Before that, you have been torn into pieces." Bedivere threatened with the ferocity he showed just now.
The fishman prince looked at the werewolf. Obviously, he had been pampered and spoiled since he was a child, and he had never been so threatened.
"You are truly an arrogant orc," he said.
"To each other, our arrogant Prince Tristan."
The fishman narrowed his eyes with hostility: "And you know a lot of things about me. It's very interesting."
The werewolf also narrowed his eyes with hostility: "It's not interesting at all. I feel bored just looking at you. Why are you so handsome? You were obviously funnier and more lovable when you were a kid."
"What are you talking about? How can you possibly know me---"
The werewolf didn't speak, but he looked at Tristan with a serious expression, which made the fishman prince have to stop his protest.
After not seeing each other for seven years, Bedivere actually met Tristan under such circumstances, and they quarreled as soon as they met.
But the werewolf didn't care. The other party could no longer remember Bedivere, and this friend was no longer a friend. Even if he was hated by the other party, he didn't care about losing this former friend.
---Or in other words, is it easier to lose? Because it is impossible to lose more, so he doesn't need to worry about it anymore.
The two looked at each other for tens of seconds, and the atmosphere at the scene fell silent. Everyone present thought that the werewolf and the fishman would fight in the next second. But more than ten seconds passed, and they still did not make a move, but just faced each other with hostility.
Fight with each other with your eyes.
Then, Tristan finally gave up: "Okay, I'll be honest with you. If I fight you here, it will do a lot of harm but no good, so I will let you go for the time being."
"Oh, thank you for your kindness?" the werewolf said sarcastically.
"We will have a good fight. In the trial of the Knights of the Round Table." Tristan said with hatred: "At that time, I will tear you alive, rip off your hands and feet one by one, and remove everything from your body."
Meat is cut off piece by piece, and then you, turned into a human stick, lie down in front of me and lick my boots. ---Until you cry and beg for mercy, I will not let you die easily. Just wait!"
It is hard to imagine such vicious words coming from the mouth of this handsome young man. Tristan has indeed changed, becoming cruel and cold and arrogant.
Or is this his true face? In the past, when he regarded Bedivere as a friend, the fish-man prince who spent every day laughing with the werewolf boy had been hiding this cruel, cold and arrogant face?
God knows. Bedivere suddenly felt very tired and lost his admiration for the fish-man prince. Give up on him, maybe this is the best ending.
The fishman prince pushed away Bedivere's sharp claws and put away his frost incarnation. He stood up and gave a fake smile to the leopard man boy not far away: "Sorry, little guy. I'm scared."
Have you?"
"No, it's nothing, meow--" Little Hal still huddled behind his brother and promised in a low voice.
"Now---" Tristan walked up to the captain again and said with a smile on his face: "Can my brother Ivan and I board the ship? Or do you want to play any tricks? You have to let me take over the ship."
Can’t it be dismantled?”
(younger brother?)
Captain Senezel had a dark face. Although he was unwilling to do so, he still nodded: "Get on the ship and stop causing damage. A trouble-making bastard like you, even if you can successfully reach Great Britain, you will eventually
He will still be removed. An annoying person will never become a great Knight of the Round Table."
"You know nothing, old man." Tristan smiled disapprovingly and pointed at his [brother] Ivan: "That guy's father is a hundred thousand times more annoying than me, but that pervert is not only a Knight of the Round Table, but also a
One of the founding heroes of Great Britain was a heavenly knight. So what if you hate it? People with strength can climb up no matter how much they hate it!"
"I can't pretend I didn't hear what you just said." Ivan on the side pushed his eye frame with his index finger again: "When I go back, I will settle this account with you, Tristan [brother]."
Even Ivan, who had always been kind, suddenly showed a vicious aura. Seeing this, Bedivere couldn't help but feel horrified.
These two guys are not the same two people the werewolf knew at the beginning. They have changed a lot, the city has become a lot deeper, and they are no longer good men and women.
In comparison, Albert, who is still lazy and silly, is more cute, although the tiger is also full of shortcomings.
Just when Bedivere was wondering, Tristan had already waved to his submarine [Ice Crystal] and sent it away: "Okay, do what you should do, disband!"
"Come on, Your Highness!" A large group of beautiful mermaid sisters poked their heads out from the tactical deck of the submarine, waving goodbye to Tristan and Ivan with great coquettishness: "Come on, Your Highness, too!"
Ivan also smiled and waved to the mermaids a few times - of course, the smile was fake.
The subspace submarine once again sank into the rift of time and space and disappeared without a trace, leaving only the fishman prince, the half-dragon young man, and a large group of angry bachelors on the deck.
But they did not fight. A fight would only make the shaky ship suffer, and this is the result no one wants to see.
"Gu---" The fishman prince let out an elegant gasp from his stomach, which greatly eased the tense atmosphere.
"Oh, we haven't had lunch yet, right, Evan?"
"It's true that I haven't eaten. Today's trip was too hasty and I didn't have the time at all." Ivan held his chin and whispered, as if he had thought about it seriously.
"Captain, I remember that meals are provided on this ship?" The fishman sneered and said to Captain Sernas: "Since we have all been on your ship, can we have a meal?"
"You won't like it. The dishes produced in the kitchen here are all dark dishes." The werewolf thought to himself, almost blurting out.
"Do you think I will let a disgusting guy like you eat?" The captain smiled evilly, and the flesh on his face trembled maliciously: "We will reach the shore in half a day, so you just have to endure it on an empty stomach."
"Oh, you will make me eat." Tristan sneered, his eyes full of cunning brilliance: "If my nose is not wrong, you have hidden a batch of ice sea pufferfish, black blood cod, and frost ghost eels?