Chapter 759: Preparing for Battle in the Shadow (1)
Chapter 759: Preparing for War against Shadow (1)
At the same time, Elaine sent the rescued child to the base of the Northern Knights, but his stupid mouth got him into a lot of trouble.
"So!" In the detention room, the knight in charge of registration shouted impatiently: "How did that kid get here? What on earth did you do to him?!"
"Well, so, cult, human sacrifice, I saved him ------" White Bear tried to explain, but the more nervous he became, the higher the chance of biting his tongue, and the words he spoke were incoherent. The knights
There is no way to understand it at all.
"So you are a cultist?" The knight looked at Elaine's blood-stained red robe.
"No! No no no no no!!" Being mistaken for a cultist, Elaine was even more panicked: "No! I, we will make trouble... no, destroy the cult! I will pretend to be the high priest, the master, and preside over the ceremony!"
"
"Haha, you are so stupid and can still host the festival?"
"No! The high priest presides over it!" The white bear man was anxious and continued to explain poorly.
Knight Fan, who was in charge of the cross-examination, was confused: "Who is presiding over it?! You? The high priest? You are the high priest? How dare you say that you are not a cultist?!"
"No!" Elaine shouted, dumbfounded.
In fact, the thing is very simple. Elaine wears the red robe of the high priest and presides over the ceremony as the high priest's substitute to prevent Ivan's assassination.
Of course, it was impossible for the White Bear's clumsy mouth to host the ceremony. Bediwell hung a microphone on the White Bear's collar and asked the real high priest to preside over the ceremony from a distance.
Every word spoken by the high priest is transmitted through signals to the microphone on the collar of the White Bear Man, and is played in front of the believers.
The thing is that simple, but with Elaine's narrative ability, it will never be possible to explain it clearly.
Moreover, he could not explain clearly the purpose of their (Bediwell) group going to that kind of cult gathering place, let alone the bet between Bediwell and Ivan, nor how they used the children as sacrifices.
After being rescued, how to destroy the base of the cult organization, and how to obliterate the evil god.
Elaine, who was stupid, found that he couldn't explain anything clearly, and he began to regret it. Why did he send the child here instead of letting Bedivere do it?
"So, you are a cultist, and you felt guilty before killing the sacrifice, so you killed all the other cultists and escaped with your children, right?" The knight tried to make sense of this messy relationship.
Qing, he has done a good job, although his answer is far from the truth.
"No, no!------" Elaine was so angry that she almost vomited blood and fainted.
"Oh... I really can't stand you." The knight put down his pen, crumpled up the messy writings in the filing pad, and threw it into the waste paper bin. At the same time, he called to his colleagues: "Forget it, the interrogation is over.
.---Lock this guy up for a month first."
He then said to the White Bear: "Although you are a cultist, if you have a repentant heart and are willing to surrender, you should be exempted from the death penalty. However, I am afraid you will not be able to escape life imprisonment."
"What? No!!" Elaine said in distress, tears and runny nose bursting from her excitement.
He obviously did good things, but he was regarded as a cultist and got into official trouble for no reason. He died unjustly!
Hearing the loud wail of the White Bear Man, a knight who happened to be passing by stopped in front of the interrogation room.
The young knight turned around and curiously asked the knight guarding the gate: "What happened here?"
"Report to the Knights of the Round Table!" The guard saluted the young knight: "There is a cultist inside who thinks he has surrendered. We are now interrogating him!"
"Oh, no--" The young Knight of the Round Table glanced in through the crack in the door and immediately recognized Elaine.
He opened the door, ignored the guard's obstruction, walked quickly into the interrogation room, and said to the knight in charge of the interrogation: "Let him go. He is my friend, I trust him. He must not be a cultist."
.---right, Elaine?"
The white bear man trembled. He drooped his ears, turned his head and glanced at the big man, and immediately called out the man's name in surprise: "...Kang, Constantine?!"
In front of White Bear was the youngest of the Knights of the Round Table, Sir Constantine Cador, a Knight of the Round Table who was only 18 years old.
"Hi, Elaine. I haven't seen you for seven years. How are you doing?" Constantine said hello to the White Bear Man, but his eyes kept wandering, avoiding the White Bear Man's gaze.
"It's... not bad." Elaine was doing the same thing. He turned his head slightly to one side and pretended to look at the scenery outside the window.
Constantine was Elaine's savior. When he was still a child, he used surgery to connect the white bear man with only one head to the body of a bear, saving Elaine's life.
The two were once good friends and became very close. In the end, Elaine was almost adopted by Kador and became nominal brothers with Constantine.
However, Elaine's "awakening" changed everything. Elaine, who awakened as a dragon, had too much power, and the price was that she was alienated from Constantine.
At first, Elaine could only cower and tremble behind Constantine, and had to be protected by this weak human boy in everything. Suddenly, she became a powerful race and no longer needed Constantine to protect her.
Perhaps out of pure jealousy, or perhaps just because of loneliness, Constantine has not spoken a word to Elaine since then, and the former friend has severed his friendship.
Until today, in this strange occasion and wonderful situation, the two met again.
Elaine was still a candidate who didn't know whether she would be qualified to become a Knight of the Round Table. She was unlucky and hit snags everywhere;
Constantine became a Knight of the Round Table.
Only they themselves know who is strong and who is weak, who is in a better situation and living happily.
But, at least, Constantin was willing to speak to Elaine. Even if there was still some sour feelings between the two.
Gu------I didn't eat enough at noon, and I experienced an earth-shattering battle at noon. Elaine's already hungry stomach was wailing loudly.
"Hug, sorry." The white bear man rubbed his belly sheepishly.
"Hmm," Constantine, the Knight of the Round Table, waved and walked away: "Let's go, let's go have a meal. There is a good restaurant nearby, and I'll treat you to this meal. You can eat and tell the whole story at the same time.
Make it clear."
"Yes, but---"
"Stop instigating, let's go." Constantine winked at the knights present. The knights respectfully saluted the Knights of the Round Table and did not stop the White Bear from leaving at all.
At the same time, in old man Senezel's hotel.
"Gu------" The werewolf's belly was also beating, reminding him that dinner time was coming.
"The time is right, let's come and have dinner." Olin's voice sounded outside the door.
The werewolf put down his work and poked his head out of the room: "Are you still here?"
"Hmph, you think I really want to be here?" Olin deliberately showed an unwilling look: "Grandpa said, you have worked hard to destroy the Dusk Sect church, so let me cook another meal to comfort you. Anyway,
I have already made the rice. If you don’t want to eat it, you don’t have to eat it.”
(This woman...)
"Are they those dark dishes again?" the werewolf asked depressedly.
"Hmm? It's dark cuisine, do you have any objections?" Olin rolled her eyes at Bediwell: "Didn't you have a great time at lunch?"
The lunch meal was indeed okay, but ------
"I just want to eat some normal food." The werewolf replied depressedly: "You know, there is no smell, no moldy food..."
"Unfortunately, there is no such food here." Olin said in a cold tone: "If you have any objections to our traditional food, you should go out to eat in restaurants. Anyway, you have more money than you can use now, right?"
Bedivere scratched his head helplessly. He had indeed made a fortune, and now he had a huge sum of money. He could even afford a good meal at the best restaurant. He originally planned to wait until Elaine came back.
We went out to dinner with Al and the others to celebrate.
However, Oulin has already prepared a meal waiting for him. If this continues, Oulin may really get mad. "Food resentment" is very scary.
Thinking that there would be many opportunities to cooperate with Oulin and the Druids in the future, Bedivere thought it would be better to follow Oulin for now.
"There's really nothing I can do against you." The werewolf sighed: "Then I'll just have a meal here."
Unexpectedly, these words still angered Ou Lin: "You ungrateful guy! I cooked a meal for you, so you eat it gratefully! You look like you are embarrassed, is it difficult for me to cook a meal?"
Do you want to eat?"
"No..." A huge bead of sweat appeared on the werewolf's forehead.
(Even if it’s not unpalatable, it’s still dark cuisine...)
"Puff-hu-hu---" Albert snickered in the room: "Go quickly, Bedi. I'll count the remaining treasures and come downstairs right away. Miss Olin,
I'm looking forward to your cooking."
"Thank you." Olin smiled brightly at Albert, then gave Bedivere a fierce look, deliberately showing two completely different attitudes, and then walked downstairs.
"You don't know how to talk to ladies at all." Albert looked at Bedivere with ridicule: "Guys like you are destined to live alone, haha."
"I already have a wife and children." Bedivere said helplessly.
"But they are already dead." Albert retorted ruthlessly: "Don't always dwell on people who have been dead for a long time. People should look forward -"
The werewolf did not answer, but left Albert behind and walked out of the room.
(You know shit.)
Bedivere's love for Lianyin is lifelong. After Lianyin died, he had decided not to love any woman anymore. His heart could not tolerate another relationship.
"That's right ---" As if he suddenly thought of a reason to fight back, Bedivere turned around as soon as he walked out of the door and said coldly to Albert: "Don't you already have a girlfriend? What happened to you and Deanna?"
"
"Huh?" Albert's face showed a look of surprise and amusement: "Where did you get the information? You really don't know, Meow?"
This rhetorical question confused the werewolf: "I don't know...what?"
Albert frowned aggrievedly: "Deanna doesn't like me at all. She...she married my dad."
"What?!---Cough! Cough, cough, cough!" Because he was so surprised, Bediwell almost choked to death on his own spit: "What?! Cough! Cough! That---a---Di
Anna?! Ahem! Marry your father Roble?!"
"Yeah, that's right. This marriage was very sensational in the Dawn area earlier, right? The patriarch of the Fang Clan and the high priest of the Grik Clan got married, and it made the headlines of the Dawn Times. Of course, you are in the mountains
You savage, you don’t know what a cat is, right?” Albert continued to sneer fiercely at Bedivere, taking the opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction.
"Ahem, cough... But, that Deanna! Ahem! The high priest of the leopard people! Why---ahem!---she is about the same age as you, Roble is old enough to be her father.
?!＂
"So what?" Albert shrugged disapprovingly: "I think she prefers the old ones to the young ones? In short, I am completely defeated by my dad. Do you have any opinion?"
(Not only is there an opinion, this is simply crazy.)
(Albert, you are really a born unlucky guy. Why is your life always such a failure? Even the girlfriend you got was robbed by your own father?)
(Can’t you be more successful?)
Of course, Bedivere and Albert didn't know the most basic fact. Deanna was actually the reincarnation of someone.
"Listen, Bedivere," Albert pretended to have a serious expression, both serious and funny: "I am free now, and I can pursue whoever I want. So, don't think that you are sure to get that girl.
.I will find a way to pick up that girl. No one can make a conclusion until the end of this matter!"
(That girl? He's talking about...Olin?)
"Stop pretending to be humble. It's really despicable." Albert said bluntly: "Don't make excuses for yourself and shut everything out. This world doesn't exist in the first place."
What is right and wrong? Do what you like, pursue the people you like, and live a life that is as brilliant as you want. This is called life."
Bedivere's brows sank, speechless. Albert may be right.
That's right, but it still doesn't change the werewolf's mind.
Bediwell still can't forget his wife Lianyin and son Husky. In his heart, he vaguely hopes that his dead wife and children can still live on, hoping that he can still see them again. It is because of this hope that he
I can't let go of everything and pursue another relationship.
Moreover...Oulin's fierce little wild horse, coupled with her strange religious background--who dares to pursue this kind of girl?
"Stop talking. I'm going down to eat." He hurriedly ran away from Albert, unwilling to continue this embarrassing question.
"Hmph." The tiger man grunted and continued to collect the gold coins on the ground.