Bedivere had the consciousness to sacrifice everything before using the power of the Holy Spirit.
But Albert is different, he has his life to live, he has his [life].
Looking at Tiger's current appearance, he may have been in a state of [possession by the Holy Spirit]. He will lose [humanity] very quickly, and if this continues, Al will be swallowed up by the power of the Holy Spirit.
However, the werewolf knows Albert's temper all too well. It is probably in vain to persuade the tiger to give up this Holy Spirit now. Anyway, this tiger who specializes in playing devil's advocate cannot listen to Bedivere's words obediently.
"I won't say anything more." The werewolf could only warn in a low voice, "But you'd better be careful. If you think you can control the gods and blindly abuse the power of the gods, you will only become the gods' bait in the end."
"I know." Albert took back the Holy Spirit White Tiger and said proudly: "I don't need you to remind me."
After finishing speaking, the tiger already had a camera in his hand. That thing should have been held by the werewolf!
Bedivere looked carefully and saw that there was a card stuck on the camera. It was probably that Albert hit the camera with the card when the werewolf was not paying attention. The card that was set as the anchor became a teleporter, even the werewolf
The camera in his hand was transferred to the hands of the tiger man.
Tiger fiddled with it twice and deleted the video in the camera: "Hmph, you want to take a picture of my naked butt? It's ten thousand years too early."
Beep. The data in the camera was cleared by Tiger. Albert walked into the house in a happy mood: "No more fun, no more fun, go back to sleep."
The werewolf snorted. They each took advantage of the other tonight, so it was a tie. Forget it, it's already late at night, so don't cause any more trouble. If you really want to fight Albert, there's no need to rush.
For a while.
Let’s wait until the Knights of the Round Table trial to truly compete.
dark.
The deepest darkness.
Like drowning at the bottom of the deep sea, there is no light in this world.
The only thing that could let the werewolf know that he existed here was a throbbing pain in his left arm. The warm feeling accompanied by the throbbing pain made Bedivere wake up a little.
"Huh?" He said to himself, his voice echoing continuously in this dark space: "Where...where...where...am I?"
There was no answer, and he seemed to be the only one in the world.
"What's going on... what's going on..." The werewolf looked around, seeming to find a glimmer of light that could tell the direction in the endless dark space: "What's going on... What's going on... Reply
everything?"
As if to answer his question, an extremely strong light suddenly shone down in the sky. The torrent of light instantly dispersed the darkness, turning everything in front of the werewolf's eyes from black to completely white.
"Woo!" The huge roar echoed endlessly in Bedivere's ears. He couldn't help but cover his head and bear it, waiting for it to pass.
When he opened his eyes again, a small wooden cabin appeared out of thin air in the world of light in front of him.
The wooden house transformed by the Holy Spirit [The Cabin in the Forest].
The werewolf suppressed the doubts in his heart, stepped forward, and opened the door of the wooden house.
When he closed the door, the sky outside had turned into a snowy sky. Inside, under the warm red light of the stove, a child sat quietly.
"Ha..." Bedivere couldn't believe his eyes and exclaimed: "Hasky?"
"Dad, Daddy?" The dog-man boy turned his head and looked at his father in a daze for a second. Then, he flew over happily: "Daddy! ------"
"Xiao Ha!" Bediwell also happily hugged his son: "What's going on? Why are you here? Haven't you already ------"
(Isn’t he dead?)
(Didn’t Lianyin and Husky already die under the claws of the Snow-Armored God?)
The werewolf thought his memory was correct. But he forgot that memory could be tampered with at will.
"I don't know." The dog-man boy didn't worry about these details at all. He just wanted to see his father.
Xiao Ha happily wagged his tail and acted coquettishly in his father's arms: "Dad, do you know? I have grown one centimeter taller recently."
"Yes, you have indeed grown taller," Bediwell touched his son's chin and teased the cute little son to his heart's content: "And you have also become a lot stronger. Are you exercising regularly?"
"Of course. Hehe." The child smiled innocently.
(This must be a dream.)
Gu---Little Husky's stomach is ringing again.
(Are you still hungry in a dream? What a strange setting.)
"Stay patiently, I'll get you something to eat." Bedivere put his son on the chair, turned around and walked to the kitchen of the lower cabin.
As always, [The Cabin in the Woods] magically transformed all the ingredients, whether it was fish, meat or vegetables, as long as it was the ingredients that Bediwell wanted in his mind, the Holy Spirit was ready.
The werewolf effortlessly cooked a sumptuous meal. Is it really because of the dream that he skipped a lot of troublesome steps?
"Wow, it looks so delicious!" Xiao Ha looked at the table full of fish and steaks and drooled: "I'm going to start the game!"
"Yeah." The werewolf chatted with his son while eating.
"So (Chew Chew), Little Hal's dad is back too. (Chew Chew) The corn pancakes he made are delicious." Husky talked enthusiastically while eating, and was so excited that he forgot
"But little Hal also fell ill, and their whole family was in chaos. I hope little Hal can recover soon."
Seeing Husky's uncultured behavior of talking and spitting while eating, Bediwell originally wanted to scold his son. But thinking that this was just a dream, he didn't say anything more.
Besides, how could Huskey know little Hal? How could Palamedes's dark cuisine be delicious?
Bedivere believes that this is something he thinks about every day and dreams about at night. He just synthesizes his recent experiences and reorganizes them in the dream.
Even so---
Bedivere picked up an apple and took a few bites. The sweet juice of the apple rippled in the werewolf's mouth.
Even so, it is extremely happy to see little Husky in my dream.
Please let this happiness last a second longer and let Xiao Ha's voice ring in my mind for a while longer, the werewolf prayed to an unknown god in the void.
"Uh." Xiao Ha was full quickly and burped loudly: "By the way, Uncle Arthur told me the story of [The Wolf Cried]! What a strange story. A man was killed by a wolf."
He didn't die after eating it, and he could still cry guiltily. It was obviously a story to educate people not to lie, but it was full of lies! And why must wolves be bad? Daddy is a good person."
"Well, really." Bedivere couldn't answer for a moment. Why did Xiao Ha suddenly talk about this kind of thing? What's the story of "Wolf Crying"? How come I've never heard of it?
"Well, Xiaoha, it's getting late." The werewolf looked at the wind and snow outside the window, thinking that it was a snowy night, "It's time to take a bath and go to bed."
"Hey," the dog boy laughed mischievously, "Daddy, do you want to compete with Xiao Ha in diving? Xiao Ha can dive longer."
"I can dive longer, but you will lose." The werewolf picked up his son and walked to the backyard, taking off his clothes: "Come on!"
"Hey!" The dog boy also quickly took off his clothes and got into the bath, and the two father and son began to compete.
Of course, the werewolf didn't intend to compete fairly with his son, because he knew he couldn't win. He quickly grabbed the canine boy's feet in the water and scratched them violently!
Gudu Gudu Gudu ------ "Wow hahahahahahahaha!" Husky couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out of the water with itchiness: "How can you be like this? Daddy is so treacherous!
"
"Hey hey hey hey," Bediwell also jumped out of the water and shook off the hot water dripping from his head, "How can there be any treachery? I said I would compete with you in diving, and I never said I wouldn't scratch you!"
"Damn it! Look at my bark!" Not to be outdone, Little Ha stretched out his two puppy paws and scratched the werewolf's waist non-stop.
"Hahaha, stop it! Hahaha, let's see how I punish you!" The werewolf also started to fight back, and the two father and son "struggled" in the bathtub. For a while, laughter overflowed and water splashed everywhere.
According to Bediwell's memory, whenever this happened, the child's mother, Lianyin, would come over and scold the idiot father and son, saying that doing so would splash the bath water everywhere, stain the floor, and make it troublesome to clean up.
However, Lianyin did not appear. In this memory of the home, only Bedivere and Husky were left.
This is a dream. Of course it is impossible to restore 100% of what Bedivere remembers.
Some things can't come true even in dreams, right?
The werewolf father and son, who were tired of playing in the water, leaned against the edge of the bathtub and looked up at the stars in the sky. The night was long and silent, and no matter how much snowstorm blew around them, it seemed that they could not cover up this beautiful night sky.
Whenever this happens, the child will always point to the stars in the sky and think about it: "Dad, look at it, that's Orion! Next to it are Canis Major and Canis Minor, it's like dad and I are comparing each other!"
"Yes, we are all chasing that golden bull. We have steak tonight." The werewolf echoed, stroking the child's forehead: "Go all the way north in the direction we are chasing. The one in Andromeda is your mommy. She is here."
Wait until we hunt the golden cow and prepare delicious food for us."
"Hey, yes!" Xiao Ha also continued to think: "Then, the Cassiopeia next to Mommy is Aunt Greenville, and the Cepheus a little further to the west is Uncle Arthur. Both uncles and aunts are very nice.
Although they have no children. ---Oh! The Geminis next to Orion are Little Hal's two brothers, and the Lynx a little to the northwest is Little Hal. Haha, we are neighbors!"
"Then the Ursa Major a little further to the west is Uncle Elaine?" the werewolf said again.
But the dog-man boy looked confused: "Uh...who is Uncle Elaine? I don't know Wang."
"Oh, forget it, don't worry about that stupid bear." Bedivere stared at the Virgo in the middle of the zodiac, only thinking of Albert, but he decided not to say it.
"Okay, I've had enough bathing, let's go back to sleep." Bediwell stood up and picked up his little Hal: "Do you want to sleep alone? Or should Daddy sleep with you?"
"Daddy, let's sleep with Xiaoha, hehe!" the child shouted happily.
"You've grown so big, and you still want Daddy to sleep with you?" the werewolf said with a smile. Although he remembered that his son was only about five or six years old when he died.
"Just once, just once." Husky really cuddled up to his father like a puppy, begging with his watery eyes wide open.
"Hehe... okay." The werewolf hugged his son tightly, "Daddy likes Xiaoha the most, my little baby."
"Xiaoha also likes daddy the most!" The child chuckled.
Beside the warm fire, Bediwell fell asleep with his son in his arms.
(As long as I can be with my son, I feel so happy.)
(I am so happy, is there really no problem?)
(Xiaoha...Lianyin...I hope you will live happily in heaven.)
"Xiaoha..." Bedivere was talking in his sleep, hugging the pillow and continuing to snore.
"Hmm..." White Bear Man bit his finger and was hesitating whether he should wake Bedivere up.
"Leave him alone, let him oversleep." Albert said venomously, wearing a shirt.
"Yes, but---"
Albert said confidently: "The hunter organization has also sent information. With that information, we can find the venue. You are right to follow me, Elaine."
"But, what should Beidiville do?"
"I don't care what he does!" Albert said ruthlessly, obviously still angry about what happened last night.
"Ugh..." Bediwell was awakened by the conversation between the bear and the tiger, and then he got up from the bed: "What are you arguing about? What time is it now?"
"Seven o'clock in the morning. Almost late." Albert said, although he had no idea when the first round table test would start.
"Really?" Bedivere climbed out of the bed disapprovingly and put on his clothes sleepily: "What a pity, I want to have breakfast first before going on the road."
"How come you don't have any sense of crisis!?" Albert shouted dissatisfied: "What should I do if I am really disqualified from taking the exam because I am late?"
Although this possibility is also possible, Bediwell's intuition tells him that this kind of thing will never happen.
After all, Prophet Multani lent the Druidic secret treasure [Psychic Stone] to Bediwell. According to Senezel's landlord, this thing will lead everyone to successfully find the venue of the Round Table Trial. And
In fact, the dream the werewolf had was indeed a good thing caused by this psychic stone. He was able to meet his son Husky in his dream because of this weird glass bead.
Therefore, rather than doubting all this, the werewolf decided to believe it to the end. He had believed in Prophet Multani from the beginning, and there was no reason to regret it now.
If this treasure fails in the end and Bediwell and the others miss the exam, the werewolf will know who to come back to cause trouble for.